I swear, for some reason whenever I start rereading the Harry Potter series, I think, maybe they won’t die this time.
And then I finish the first chapter.
And James and Lily are dead.
And Marlene and Fabian and Gideon and all the other Order members that perished in the war are dead.
And Peter betrayed them.
And Sirius is going to spend the next twelve years getting his soul eaten out by dementors.
And Remus is going to spend the next twelve years compleyely alone, living in poverty and stewing over the fact that his friends are gone.
And then I cry from Marauder feels.