Neville: Fourteen years ago, a Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange used the Crutiatus Curse on my parents. She tortured them for information, but they never gave in. I’m quite proud to be their son. But I’m not sure I’m ready for everyone to know just yet.
Harry: We’re going to make them proud, Neville. That’s a promise.
graphic remake (kind of) → original
“Look…at…me….” he whispered.
The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something fixed in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.
i don’t believe in santa claus, but i believe in us this holiday