shit, kids don’t understand long division and you shove that down their throat but taking five seconds to explain how some people like the same sex is way harder than dividing by a two fuckin digit number.
If there is one thing Voldemort cannot understand, it is love. He didn’t realize that love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves it own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign … to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin.