@potterprideweek, day five: femme pride / gilderoy lockhart
‘she gets in corners where water can’t; got that look upon her face, says she’s twenty minutes late.’
i’m something bigger than your conventions can describe; i’m what you daren’t, what you wish you were, what you admire most fervently. i am beautiful. i am gilded in gold and polished as silk. i am someone you’d never want to forget ever having met.