head held high

words kill, words give life; they're either poison or fruit – you choose. margarita 'rita' skeeter seventh year ravenclaw

[imogenrosmerta-blog]

rita skeeter - moodboard

She was the kind of girl who was a chaos of contradictions from one second to the next, for her mind was never free. Sometimes bright like the sun, sometimes calm like the moon, sometimes stormy like the ocean, and sometimes all three.

[wnq-writers]

How strange it is, to know so many people and yet none of them.

cmonfhgwgads (via wnq-writers)

[lingulaca-blog]

@mugglebornted

"So, rumours have been going around that you and one of the Black sisters have been shacking up. It seems you’ve made yourself a homewrecker, Ted Tonks.”