Narcissa: Your son is awake.
Lucius: Before sunrise he’s your son.
Draco: (in the background) Dad? Mum? Dad! Mum! Dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad…
(via doyoubelieveinnargles)
More Than Words
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.
Romeo and Juliet
