Biting my fingers while I read. Bad habit, Dil.
"It’s just a morality tale, it’s obvious which gift is best, which one you’d choose—"
The three of them spoke at the same time: Hermione said, “the cloak,” Ron said, “the wand,” and Harry said, “the stone.”
They looked at each other, half surprised, half amused.
The thing I always loved about this was that their choices reflected the insecurities they’ve had since book one. Hermione is the freak, the unlikable girl that wants to hide away. Ron is the little brother, the one who will never stand out against his older siblings, who wishes for something great to set him apart. And Harry is haunted by his loneliness, the pain of never knowing his parents, desperate for a way to connect to them.
Ultimately, you’re not surprised by their choices. To be honest, you knew who’d choose what, because of how well you knew these characters, and that’s what readers love.
if you have a pet and i’ve ever visited your house: i’m sorry
Charles and Erik finally reconcile