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"You are blinded... by the love of the office you hold... You place too much importance, and always have done, on the so-called purity of blood! You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!"
Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, J. K. Rowling
ariana dumbledore: obscurial
just going to leave this here…
“‘When my sister was six years old, she was attacked, set upon, by three Muggle boys. They’d seen her doing magic, spying through the back garden hedge: She was a kid, she couldn’t control it, no witch or wizard can at that age. What they saw scared them, I expect. They forced their way through the hedge, and when she couldn’t show them the trick, they got a bit carried away trying to stop the little freak doing it.’
Hermione’s eyes were huge in the firelight; Ron looked slightly sick. Aberforth stood up, tall as Albus, and suddenly terrible in his anger and the intensity of his pain.
‘It destroyed her, what they did: She was never right again. She wouldn’t use magic, but she couldn’t get rid of it; it turned inward and drove her mad, it exploded out of her when she couldn’t control it, and at times she was strange and dangerous. But mostly she was sweet and scared and harmless.
‘And my father went after the bastards that did it,’ said Aberforth, ‘and attacked them. And they locked him up in Azkaban for it. He never said why he’d done it, because if the Ministry had known what Ariana had become, she’d have been locked up in St. Mungo’s for good. They’d have seen her as a serious threat to the International Statute of Secrecy, unbalanced like she was, with magic exploding out of her at moments when she couldn’t help it any longer…’”
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J. K. Rowling
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, J. K. Rowling
Always.
Now back to this bitch that had a lot to say about me the other day in the press—Rita, what's good?
Harry Potter after the Second Task, probably
The girl beside the window looked up. She had straggly, waist-length, dirty-blond hair, very pale eyebrows, and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, J. K. Rowling
Extremely unusual though he was, at that moment Harry Potter felt just like everyone else—glad, for the first time in his life, that it was his birthday.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, J. K. Rowling
You are not the opinion of someone who doesn't know you.
Taylor Swift, 1989 World Tour
