Ok Am I Tripping Or Did Nobody Explain Vampires In Harry Potter. Like This Isn't Just Some Old Ass Fanfic

Ok am I tripping or did nobody explain vampires in harry potter. Like this isn't just some old ass fanfic I read at twelve that just merged with canon in my pliable mind right. Like I swear I remember this.

Milla Jovovich (1994)

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turned pangur into geothermal energy btw

oh okay

One of these is not like the others

Joanne what the fuck

anyways here's the wiki page link if anyone else wishes to scream about this

Ok am I tripping or did nobody explain vampires in harry potter. Like this isn't just some old ass fanfic I read at twelve that just merged with canon in my pliable mind right. Like I swear I remember this.

The world is so, so big

Unseen billions sit beneath my feet, beings so miniscule their form I cannot perceive

I go to the woods to breathe the air

Its wet freshness brings me a peace I know my ancestors felt too

I wonder if they think about me, if they looked at the night sky and wondered what put the stars there

We threw ourselves into space as soon as we could, wanting to grasp the stars and hold their magic in our small, unimportant hands

We took pictures of the moon and our loved ones, both beautiful to us in ways impossible to properly explain

We manipulate the world around us, creating wonders and horrors in a constant race to progress

And yet its not enough; the stars are still so far away and like our ancestors in their handstitched clothes we want to reach for them

Stories tell of a future version of us that can, a mystical universe where the genius of humanity triumphs over shallow prejudice and humankind reaches faraway lands

Sometimes the stories are horrific, we consume ourselves as our need for more has done

I wish the stars were still the sole reason we try to explore lands so faraway

I pretend I don’t see the blood on my hands, a collection of the atrocities I supported through my own need for more

My head tilts back to take in the glow of the night sky, a luxury I am doomed to lose

And someday, when our sky is too bright to see outer space, I will tilt my newly stiff neck back the same and mourn for a time when I sat on my dad’s shoulders and looked up at the sky

The stars were far then, too, but I wasn’t so unimportant, and the world didn’t feel out of my control

I have everything at my fingertips, I can find the answers to everything, yet I felt more powerful at five than I do at seventeen