Gendry/Arya Week. Day 02: Forbidden.
The godswife thought her a child, but children grow, and children learn.
"You’re a wizard, Harry."
Sansa is your sister. You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you…
“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?”
Lydia broke another third of the list
“Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.”
If I could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you’d be an A+ student.