Hiraethmeda

“She’d look up from a potion or from working on his new prosthetic and find him just staring at her with an unveiled expression of possessiveness that shivered down her spine and felt like fire in her veins. She realised he’d muted the tendency at the manor. It had been buried under everything else. Smothered by his conviction that she’d never forgive him, that he’d die. But as weeks shifted into months, his possessiveness reasserted itself. It was addictive, getting to relish something she’d never had more than snatches of.”
― SenLinYu, Manacled

“It was the extent of Draco’s interests. Hermione sat squarely in the centre of his universe and, now that she was safe, his unrestrained attention had nothing else to obsess over. Everything but Hermione was superfluous.”
― SenLinYu, Manacled

“Maybe it’s possible to have more than one home. Maybe it’s possible to belong in a hundred different ways to a hundred different people and places.”
― Emily Henry, Book Lovers

“Those were the endings I found solace in. The ones that said, Yes, you have lost something, but maybe, someday, you’ll find something too.”
― Emily Henry, Book Lovers