Because, goddamnit, after five and a half years of friendship, and seeing you caring about me more and more, and the fact that I can't get a coherent sentence out half the time I think about you, makes me think that there wouldn't be anybody I'd willingly let into my life and drive me as crazy as you do.
On the wee hours of November the first, Petunia Dursley found a baby boy in blankets, along with a letter. || Harry Potter Fanfiction ||
Ted Lupin is thankful for a lot of things, but just before he sets out for Hogwarts, he finally accepts that he's perhaps missing his parents. But it is okay.