Jusdancinonmyown

daniel-black:

onetraveller:

orangefiltersky:

onetraveller:

ale-la-pazza1:

orangefiltersky:

journeytobeyond:

orangefiltersky:

 

I see the potential of this scene, the amazingness, as a purely platonic scene. i do. but i do have some more delusional thoughts about it.

the dance is Harry trying to be there for Hermione, to lift her up, even though he isnt sure how to go about it. he’s upset. he’s grateful. he’s sorry. and in the end, it’s there, the awareness. of the “what if”. and he makes an offer, he insinuates, the question. he lays it out there, his willingness to try, to take the plunge. but she walks away. she hesitates, she sighs (maybe regrets), but she turns away.

why must these kids be all about doing what they should and not what they want? why must their life philosophies be all about loyalty, friendship and honour? oh why?

I have so many shippy thoughts towards this particular scene. When the song had finally ended, I thought that Harry had, finally after seven years, realized that he was truly in love with Hermione because she had always been the one who never left his side. He was ready to risk it all: his friendship with Hermione, his friendship for Ron, and his ”relationship” with Ginny. He wanted to know that even in the slightest possibility, that Hermione loved him too. That, finally, he could feel like he was loved because he was just Harry and not the “Boy Who Lived”. When Hermione turned away, I thought that maybe she realized that Harry had only danced with her so as to make her feel better. A sad realization dawned to her that his heart still belonged to Ginny. So she turned away, leaving Harry with depressed eyes, knowing that she would never be his.

Just saying.

i always saw this scene as Harry reaching out, and Hermione declining; seeing the silent question, but choosing to walk away. cuz she had to. but after reading all the comments, i can see how it can be Hermione waiting for Harry to do something, to make a move, to show that this isn’t just him trying to make her feel better, it’s more. I really think had Harry kissed her in this moment, she would’nt have responded negatively. Maybe the regret, the weight, I see on her face, is cuz Harry didn’t do anything. and she wanted him to. 

This, actually could’ve been the moment where it dawns on this boy that he loved her. that she was the one. it could’ve happened and it would’ve been convincing. right.

These comments are making me cry…

And also realize that you can write a freaking essay on this scene alone.

This is a credit to how fabulous these two are in this film, everything about this moment is just brilliant. I could spend hours analyzing this. The way she just STARES and stares at him, looks away oh so slightly, removing eye contact but still looking at him and then the sharp turn as if she’s reminding herself why they can’t do this, why she can’t give in, why she has to walk away, and the the blink and the way his shoulders go slightly down, ah, it’s so subtle and nuanced and when you see it it’s just guh! And she has to walk away because he can’t, not now, not in this moment and she’s trying so hard to remind herself why they can’t do this and ahfjkdhfsk! THESE TWO. And this is him asking her and she wants to but she can’t. And then the throwback to this scene when they’re in the forest and Hermione asks him to stay and he’s SILENT and doesn’t say a single word but stares at the snow while her eyes bore into him and he doesn’t say anything because he knows what she’s asking her and this time it’s him that has to walk away. And they’re too damn noble and good for their own good. But the tragedy gets me, because it’s beautiful and perfect and these two. I find the Harry —-> Hermione moments even more intense because we’re constantly in his head and it’s easy to do Hermione-has-been-in-love-with-her-best-friend, but this is Harry and it’s like he finally gets it, realizes she’s the one, the one person who never left him, never turned her back and the way he stares at her in this whole scene is like he’s seeing a new person, finally understanding and letting himself feel. He just wants her to be happy, and he’ll do his best to make her happy but then you throw in the war and the complications and their nobility and it’s a tragic romantic mess. 

I adore how you made the connection between this scene and the one in the forest. this was him asking, and her walking away, and that was Hermione asking, and Harry remaning silent. they know they can’t happen, but they need the other to know, for it to be said, for what they have, feel, to be acknowledged.

i really really wish there was a moment like this in the books, where Harry stopped being such a emotional retard, and finally realise what this girl meant to him, to finally see her, and the enormity of what she’d done for him.

Same here! The movies gave me so much more resolution and put to … images what I read. The gut-wrenching part is that they both felt it but it was such atrocious timing and they couldn’t. They both asked each other and at that time the other couldn’t answer. And it’s this really unique take on it because it’s almost as if she explicitly understands what he’s asking her and she wants to but doesn’t realize how badly, or how much, or the depth of her feelings until she’s spent everyday and nearly watched him die in front of her eyes. And the effing timing, because Ron’s words are still replaying over her head and that betrayal and then his wand and he can’t and then Ron and he just can’t in that moment. so much fic ideas out of this.

 Rebloging this again just because it’s so beautiful <3

 …i just needed this.

(via harmonyzmivida)