My 9 year old brother started reading Harry Potter, and he asked me, so earnestly, “Were the Dursley’s mean to Harry when he was little?” I hadn’t thought much about it before, and he seemed so upset that I totally lied to that little kid. “NO! Of course they weren’t.”
But then I couldn’t get young Harry out of my head. There must have been a time before he was resigned to their neglect that he wanted their affection.
There will never be a time when I am not absolutely broken up over this.
i think the best way to describe this is he would have grown up not knowing any different. his understanding would have been he made them breakfast, dudley got attention from his parents and harry didnt because he didnt have any parents. a lot of (unethical) social experiments have had similar results of children not knowing any different about the world.
we need to talk about shrek more
Kelly Rowland texting Nelly via Microsoft Excel and then getting annoyed when he doesn’t text back.
whoever wrote this line needs to receive a medal
I will reblog this until my fingers bleed
Seth Myers wrote that line, that’s why he’s smiling.