Before you crack open that bottle of Rose Tico Haterade, know that every single one of these ladies and gentlemen gets it. There’s something sweet, something special here. They all can see it. Now all they need is a director who listens. If recognizing on screen chemistry makes me shipper trash, then so be it.
“What do you see when you look in the mirror?” “I? I see myself holding a pair of thick, woolen socks.” Harry stared. “One can never have enough socks,” said Dumbledore. “Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.“