“There was his father waving up at him, beaming, the untidy black hair Harry had inherited standing up in all directions. There was his mother, alight with happiness, arm in arm with his dad.”
I love Lily an James, I don’t know if I’ve made that clear. I’ve had this sketch for what feels like ages, I’m really pleased it’s finally done. I had a lot of fun with Lily’s 1970s dress.
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