Flickering lights in dingy pubs, will take none of your sexist bullshit, silent movies, flashes of lightning through storm clouds, overgrown rose bushes, cracked statues, the satisfaction of getting away with a lie, old ticket stubs, raised eyebrows and cold hands
Sweet smiles and honey eyes, gentle touches, history nerd, freckle stained cheeks that dimple when they smile, falls in love with strangers, handwritten letters, excessive jewellery, grass stained knees, the mum friend, cries the at everything
Paper planes, the rattling of rain against the window, half complete sketches, blue veined arms and flushed cheeks, distant laughter on quiet streets, notes in the margins of books, resting bitch face, fly away hairs and old eyes
Drive in movies, popcorn fights, smiling at strangers on the street, spiking the punch at school dances, dancing horribly just to make people laugh, long car rides, horrible puns, self-satisfied smirks, standing up for the little guy, always bruised somehow
Neville: One bonus of being an adult is grossly misusing modern slang on purpose and watching my students cry inside.
Neville: A fine example: the other day I pointed at a hippogriff and, while looking Teddy Lupin right in the eye, went “Man, is that bae or what, huh?” and the look on his face was something I will treasure for years.