Argus’ parents watched the small boy digest the information they’d just explained to him somberly. They watched as someone far too young to be given so much crushing news at once tried to digest it and come up with something other than a blank stare in response. He stroked the consolatory familiar they’d bought him and furrowed his brow, deep in thought. When he finally spoke, Mrs. Filch barked out a small sob in wordless answer.
“But I can still go to Hogwarts, can’t I?”
(x)
I was on my bike in London the other day, and it was a really cool moment that happened… It was a busy street in East London, and there was a guy who was outside a pub and he was drinking a beer and he saw me, and he went like this [salutes]. And I was like — I was riding on my bike, and I was like [salutes]. That was like, the best interaction with a stranger I think I’ve ever had in my life. [x]
(Source: himpoepoe)
