Ty

Ty

Sprinkles!

Sprinkles!

💜💜 sprinkles 💜💜

Xx

Scorp

"Finite incantatem!" said Albus Severus and all of a sudden, brushes, mops and sponges fell down to the basement stones, leaving a half drowned Kreacher spit bubbles of soap. His cloth had never been so sparkling white and his mood so dark. "This... This is an outrage, master Potter! I... I protest!"

Albus, who looked genuinely sorry, apologized to Kreacher and to prevent him catching a cold, without thinking, he took off his sweater (knitted by Mrs Weasley) and gifted it to his own house elf.
Hands shaking with emotion, Kreacher touched the sweater and cried: "I am free."

       {.\..** **../.}
      {.*.\…__…/.*.}
     {*….\..(_)./.…*.}
    {.*…./…V…\.….*.}
   {.*…././)..(\.\..…*.}    Angels on high
  {.*./././..…..\.\.\..*.}    Blessing you
   {.*.w/.………\w..*.}    This season
     {.*/………….\.*.}
       {/.…………..\}
       /*_*_*_*_*\
    ~~~~~~~~~~

"Finite incantatem!" said Albus Severus and all of a sudden, brushes, mops and sponges fell down to the basement stones, leaving a half drowned Kreacher spit bubbles of soap. His cloth had never been so sparkling white and his mood so dark. "This... This is an outrage, master Potter! I... I protest!"

Albus, who looked genuinely sorry, apologized to Kreacher and to prevent him catching a cold, without thinking, he took off his sweater (knitted by Mrs Weasley) and gifted it to his own house elf.
Hands shaking with emotion, Kreacher touched the sweater and cried: "I am free."