A love story written, an oath To cherish and to hold, Until they're grey and old This is love and love is great, Forever together from the first date Hold my hand and kiss me on the cheek, Just Like the first time my heart will skip a beat In sickness and health, In poverty...
She looked the youngest there; she had a pale heart-shaped face, dark twinkling eyes, and short spiky hair that was a violent shade of violet. Wotcher, Harry!''Yeah, I see what you mean, Remus,' said a bald black wizard standing furthest back -he had a deep, slow voice and wore ...