


“Ginny, listen…I can’t be involved with you anymore. We’ve got to stop seeing each other. We can’t be together.”
“It’s for some stupid noble reason isn’t it?”
“It’s been like…like something out of someone else’s life these last few weeks with you. But I can’t…we can’t…I’ve got to do things alone now. Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. Think how much danger you’ll be in if we keep this up. He’ll know, he’ll find out. He’ll try and get me through you.”
”What if I don’t care?”
”I care. How do you think I’d feel if this was your funeral…and it was my fault…”
(Source: draconis)
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince aka the movie where Dumbledore was overly invested in the love lives of his students
(Source: hurryputter)
People fall out of the world sometimes, but they always leave traces. Little things we can’t quite account for. Faces in photographs, luggage, half-eaten meals. Rings. Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely.
The Pandorica Opens
(Source: onaperduamedee)