after the Ford Anglia takes down VoldemortIt smokes up and Harry gets all upset and rushes over to it"Please, I can't lose another hero... please, just hold on. Hagrid knows some weird stuff, he drove a motorcycle, he can fix you up, alright...?" he says, stroking the hood
the car makes a feeble engine noise, but it won't turn over
the ignition turns over, and it stops
turns over...stops
turns over.........stops
tur...ns...over...........st...ops....
t.......
......
the beloved Ford Anglia was no more*19 gears later*(hehe)
"Ford Anglia Potter... you were named after a pretty hella sick car that totally demolished Voldemort for me. I didn't die, but it did. So you were named after the bravest car I ever knew. Who cares about Dumbledore and Snape, they weren't upfront about intentions. But damn son...that car....damn
*holds up a spark plug in salute*godspeed, dear Ford Anglia...godspeed
thus concludes my rendition of the ending
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A Few Things That I Thought Of That Made Me Sad
FanfictionSo how's about this cover picture, eh? Pretty nice This is how I feel internally all the time. Anyway A collection of stuff that I think of that slightly makes me sad. Yup Mostly Harry Potter so yeah
