As he watched him leave, Tom thought he, too, liked the boy.

Porém, dessa vez Tom pode entender o que ele falava. Uma palavra, repetida diversas vezes. Matar. Matar. Matar. Sim, Tom pensou, vamos matar.

"Às vezes nós não vemos aquilo que está bem na nossa frente, Granger." Draco disse.

Remus suspirou de sua mesa, abaixando a pena e levantando a cabeça. "O que Lílian quer dizer, Pontas, é que talvez os sentimentos dela tenham mudado desde então." Explicou ele, e Lílian lhe lançou um olhar de agradecimento.

Juntos eles são mais perigosos.

Sua inteligência e esforço era a única coisa impedindo os outros sonserinos de transformar a vida do garoto sem-nome-bruxo em um inferno, e Tom se sentiu agradecido, pela primeira vez, pela sua própria genialidade.

You let one of them go but that's nothing new. Every now and then a little victim's spared because she smiled, 'cause he's got freckles. 'Cause they begged. And that's how you live with yourself. That's how you slaughter millions. Because once in a while— on a whim, if the wind's in the right direction— you happen to be kind.

It was in his nature.

Perhaps you are the void, instead of it simply living inside you. That thought is the first thing you fear.

"We are safe and sound, so don't worry about us. Luna and Neville send their regards. Love, Ginny"

They both agreed that raising a little hell in one's life was a small price to pay for Knowledge.

Since as far as Abraxas Malfoy could remember, he knew his destiny. But then again, that was nothing new, for all his friends had the exact same path ahead of them.

Moment: who he became after he killed the Riddle's family.

"Of course, I like him." Hermione replied, smiling.

Not conscientiously, not meaningfully. He simply was himself, and that was enough.

Not for the first time the man asked himself if that was something everyone had to face before going to wherever they went. He thought so.

[AU] He has to know where her loyalty lays. She has to find someone to be loyal to. Who is going to win this game of thrones?

Helena teve a nítida sensação que caía, caía em câmera lenta. Quanto mais o chão se aproximava, mais escura a floresta se tornava. Se lembrou de certa vez, quando caíra no Lago Negro ainda criança. A água era fria demais, e seus membros pesados demais para ela os movimentar. Era daquela forma que se sentia.

[AU] At first he didn't want to, but Abraxas insisted so much he finally complied. He would take care of his younger half brother while his dad (the word was still difficult for him) and his brand new wife went on honey moon.

It's known most genius are a little too eccentric and have their lives ended a little too soon.