𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Evening in the city, in the graphite-lullaby, each vivid hue collects their boarding pass for the land of dreams. How can I leave when my hopeless dream is the warmth of your loving arms? ______________ Aisling (n.) a vision or a dream. This story starts off in Y/N McGonagall's 3rd year. As a Gryffindor & part of the...