No matter how cool you get, you will never be as awesome as Jane Goodall, who didn’t sell out my university’s performance auditorium.
She sold out the basketball arena.
In Star Trek we don’t say ‘I love you’ we say ’ You’re the best first officer in the fleet Mr Spock, I can’t lose you’, and I think that’s beautiful.
They were a very long way from home.
When he was a boy, Harry hadn’t even been able to see the stars. The lower levels of New London were covered in a dense, greenish-grey fog that never cleared. He was born in dirt, his uncle told him, and he would die in dirt. That was the way of the world. That was all he was good for.
But the first time he got behind the control panel of a shuttle, he knew it was a lie. It was just a little decommissioned skiff, not even rated to leave atmo, and he’d only crawled inside the hulking chassis to hide from his cousin. But it whirred to life under his hands like magic, and he knew that he was never meant for a life on the ground.
He’d seen more than stars by now, after his years at school, was captain of his own ship, but the vast beauty of the universe still took him by surprise sometimes.
Hermione plotted the course down to the last star, took to it like a natural even though he knew she’d been raised in the lowers of New London just the same as him, breathing in the stifling polluted air. Ron had never set foot on solid ground in his life. Space born and bred, he was an able first mate.
The universe is wide. There are a lot of places for a man to hide, but no one can hide forever. The Firebolt is the fastest ship in two galaxies, and Harry couldn’t ask for a more clever or loyal crew. He may just have one initial to go off of, the brand the man goes by, but he has every faith that he’ll find the pirate they call V.