Favorite Songs: Things We Lost In The Fire by Bastille (2013)

And as he heard Voldemort draw nearer still, he knew one thing only, and it was beyond fear or reason: He was not going to die crouching here like a child playing hide-and-seek; he was not going to die kneeling at Voldemort s feet… he was going to die upright like his father, and he was going to die trying to defend himself, even if no defense was possible…

For the first time in forever, there’ll be music, there’ll be light.

SHOULD I CHANGE MY THEME?

yep/nope?