Maybe I’ll get drunk again~
Whoops, too late.
*Harry snickers, stumbling through the hall ways of his home, singing rather loudly*
Some new Misleading Moriartys for ASiB! \o/
*Is hiding in the bushes, he’s been here for hours now, still looking around him. He takes this chance now to rush over to another place of hiding.*
*He stands and makes his run for it, reaching it perfectly, there he ducks and hides again.* I am too old for all this shit!!
*Dressed all in black, Harry makes his way very quietly down the stairs. Checking the cost is clear he heads towards the doors. He’ll make a run for it this time, he’s not going to stay here another second, not if he can help it*
Story behind this? Her dad was leaving on a 2 year deployment. She was crying, and wouldn’t let go of her dad’s hand, even when he stood in line, saluting. No one had the heart to break them apart.
i’ve reblogged this like 470348 times, i can’t not reblog it everytime
(via creeperinthetardis)
{Some Christmas eh?}
{When are you coming home?}
{I don’t know. He won’t let me out. If I try, I’m back where I started. I hate this!}
