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stalkingdeerwithhats:

okay but imagine at Fred’s funeral George and Mrs. Weasley are standing together by his coffin

and George is trying so hard not to cry

and in a last-ditch attempt to cope with it in the only way he knows how, using humor, he turns to Mrs. Weasley and says, “you’ll be able to tell us apart now, anyway, Mum”

and then he just breaks down sobbing

NOPE

FUCK YOU

NOPING RIGHT ON OUTTA THIS POST

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quincy360:

you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”

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