then it becomes


When you become one with the music.

  • Gryffindor: Sly... Are you- are you crying?
  • Slytherin: *violently wipes at eyes*
  • Slytherin: No.
  • Gryffindor:
  • Gryffindor: *sits down by Slytherin*
  • Gryffindor: You know I'm here right?
  • Gryffindor: Whatever you need. Someone to listen, a shoulder to cry on, someone to beat the shit out of whoever did this.
  • Slytherin: *weak laugh*
  • Slytherin: *collapses on Gryffindor's shoulder*
  • Slytherin: Thanks Griff.
  • Slytherin: .... I love you.
  • Gryffindor: I love you too.