VOLDEMORT: But, Quirrell, there’s a part of me that’s still here and I can’t go on to the next plane without it. It’s a part of me that can’t be destroyed because it’s right… in… here.
QUIRRELL: In my heart?

#krumcake #if your name is Leah
I’m crying from the accuracy.
This has actually been the dumbest night of my life. And it’s 8:36 p.m.
My roommate’s dad reminds me of a mix between my viola teacher and Wallace Shawn. Oh god he’s adorable in that dorky dad kind of way.
I’m technically in my family’s stock club even though my mom pays my dues. Once a month when they meet my dad always sends me texts so I can vote on buying and selling shares, and I always say yes without any knowledge of what I’m talking about. I just said yes to buying “as much as we can up to $60 a share” in Facebook. All right.

John WILLIAMS
“The Reunion”
War Horse (2011)(for treebeards)