hi. my name is mo. yes, that really is my name..my nickname at least. well. i'm a teenage girl, living in california. trust me, it's way overrated. i've been through more than most would assume but i still make the best out of what i've got and that's about as happy i can get. most people would probably say that i'm always laughing and smiling, but that's usually to help their lives go easier, because it's so much easier to deal with happy people than emotional. i'm really blunt and honest, and i can get kind of bitchy. but that's why everyone loves me because i'm just that honest and i can't lie for my life.
i never feel good enough, and i probably never will but i have learned to deal with that particular emotion. i guess i'm pretty smart, and i can assess a situation pretty easily. i'm as stubborn as hell, and one of my friends actually calls me a cynical realist who deep down is really an optimist. i write a lot of my own fiction but i never post it because it's never quite perfect enough. i'm always ready for some dark angst because i'm a TEENAGER. i live for that. that, and drama and coffee, hah. sad, but true. if you ever feel like chatting, hit me up on aim or even email me at email@example.com. yes. that's the extent of my harry potter obsession. yeah, you know it's hott. i'm actually known around school as the girl who likes harry potter and has a slight coffee addiction. smooth, right?
well. that's basically me in a nutshell. if you ever need to vent or rant, email me. even if you have never met me. even if can't cheer up myself, i can still brighten someone else's crappy day. cheers.
Summary: The eve of the day Harry will once again confront Voldemort, and he is sitting at the bedside of a dear friend who is injured. He speaks of fears and dreams and hopes and grief.
Summary: “He does the only thing that he can. He tells Harry a story about four boys in school, magic, smoke screens and tricks of light, about a beautiful girl that they'd loved in different ways and a prince without a crown who did everything that he could and nothing that he said he would but was kind and gentle and universally adored.”