Harry won the biggest award of the night. Album of the year Harry's House. I am actually sobbing. I am so proud. This is so deserved. Congratulations H, you deserve the world and more. I love you so much. Words can't describe.
Harry doesn't feel relief or joy in winning the sham of a bloody trial. He just feels tired. A deep aching exhaustion that settled between the cracks in his soul and woven into his very being many years ago, though he can't remember when exactly.
Maybe when he was first swarmed by a crowd who knew his name and not who he is? Or when he was accused and vilified during his second year when everyone thought he condoned the act of mindlessly killing human beings just because of their blood? Or when he thought he can finally relax and enjoy his school days as any students should, the world says fuck you and mocks him by making him dance to their tune, forces him to play the main character of a tragedy that only he can really understand.
(Voldemort, Basilisk, the goddamn Dursleys, dementors, Sirius, the bloody tournament, dragons and merpeople, the fucking dementors again, Umbridge, Sirius Sirius SiriusSiriusSirius—)
A lot of eyes are on him now. Assessing him, filing away his reactions and statements to create a complete profile of him. Harry wonders if he played exactly to what they expected of him. He wonders how they see him. The boy-who-lived? The savior? The boring average wizard who knows zero shit about the world he was thrown into?
(Harry didn't bother wondering if they still see him as a child—a teenager. As he stands before a court, the answer is perfectly clear to him.)
Harry Potter is tired of proving his existence to people. To everyone. Sometimes he just wants to shout, "I'm here, I'm alive. I am Harry Potter and I am only fifteen years old. I am trying. Don't look at the boy-who-lived or the savior of the wizarding world. Look at me. Please see me."
Been struggling to find the words to express my feelings about H and the conclusion of Love on Tour but here goes:
5 shows
3 venues
2,616 miles driven
$$$$$ spent on tickets/travel/merch
1 chicken nugget thrown on stage
1 fly undone for six songs
4 Medicine performances
1 Kiwi x3 performance
1 hat kicked onto his head
Tons of singing, dancing, laughter, screaming, pride flags, boas, bananas, butterflies, sunnies, rainbows, sparkles, and pure joy
A million tears cried listening to SOTT, Fine Line, Little Freak, and Matilda live
Infinite happy memories to last a lifetime
1 incredible tour
My heart is both full and broken. I’m grateful for the experiences but sad that it’s over. Happy that H can take a well-deserved break but knowing how much I’ll miss him.
I can’t predict the future. I don’t know what he’ll do or how long he’ll be gone. I don’t know if he’ll ever be able to replicate this era of his career again or if he’ll exceed it. What I do know is I plan on being here when he gets back, be that in a few months or a few years.
To H, I would say: thank you for the music, thank you for the love, thank you for the memories but most of all, thank you for being you. I hope you never stop bringing light into this world.
yall ever empathized with a character so much you can't bring yourself to finish a game because you feel horrible everytime something bad happens to them
OK BUT 5SOS' FIFTH ALBUM AND DON'T WORRY DARLING MOVIE IS GOING TO BE OUT IN LITERALLY JUST A MONTH WHAAAAATTT OMG IM CRYING SHAKING THROWING UP ROLLING ON THE FLOOR