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Different approaches to the legwork of digging up a body.
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Fun Facts About Me
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw House Mascot: Golden Eagle House Colours: Blue and Gold College: Mendocino College Mascot: Golden Eagle College Colours: Blue and Yellow Coincidence? I think not.
The Big Seven Headcanons: Draco Malfoy
Draco Malfoy never hated Muggle-borns. He always felt like dirt whenever he insulted them.
Draco may not have been hit and punched, but he was verbally abused and sometimes that does worse things to people.
Draco Malfoy did not know how to make friends because his friendships were always made for him. That’s why he acted like such a prick on his first encounter with Harry. That was how he acted with the people that he wanted to like him.
At one point, Molly Weasley accidentally bumped into him whilst buying some of Lockhart’s books. Expecting a round of insults and disrespect, she was shocked when Draco picked up the books that fell and said a muttered, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Weasley. I wasn’t looking,” before quickly leaving.
Draco was a jerk to many people at many times, but you can bet your bottom dollars that he was once late for class because he comforted a student a year younger than him because she was scared, and she needed someone. Draco decided that that “someone” was him.
That’s the story of how Astoria Greengrass fell in love with Draco Malfoy.
First years came to him when they needed help with their homework. It was tiring at first, but Draco soon liked the idea of being a tutor.
Snape visited Draco when he was a kid once, and he asked the man for advise. Snape looked at him, and said, “never let what people say define who you are.” And that’s why he always looked up to him.
Draco genuinely hated the prejudice between houses, and would often tell first years to never listen to anyone.
Draco Malfoy never loved Draco Malfoy because, at an early age, he decided that there was nothing to love anyway.
He wanted to be a Death Eater for one reason and one reason alone: he wanted to make his parents proud.
He failed.
He was a major sweet-tooth.
He never, ever called Luna, Looney.
Sometimes, when he was walking alone in the corridors because Crabbe and Goyle had decided to skip, he would pass by Luna, and they would have short chats about whichever mystical beast she thought of.
This started when Luna, as a shy first year, went up to some Gryffindors and wanted to be their friends. They laughed and teased her, and it was all-too-familiar for Draco’s liking.
Besides, Luna didn’t seem to hate Slytherins as much as other Ravenclaws did, anyway.
The reason why Draco was not on her ceiling was because he was in her drawer, safely hidden and kept because she knew that their friendship was secret, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t true.
A black dog once comforted him while he was crying.
He’s been very fond of dogs ever since.
Draco was depressed for a long time in his life. He often cried himself to sleep when he thought no one heard.
The Dementors took such a toll on him that he was sent to the Madam Pomfrey twice because he had a breakdown.
Remus actually attempted to teach him how to conjure a Patronus.
He didn’t have any memories that were happy enough to perform the spell.
He didn’t care if Remus was a werewolf, actually. He gained a fair amount of respect for the man.
Draco Malfoy hid behind smirks, sly remarks and insults because he decided that it’s the only place where people like him were allowed to be.
Hogwarts Crests [Part 3]
I ship Draco and Luna.
Imagine Draco wandering the halls of Hogwarts late night because he can’t sleep and he’d damn well rather be walking than just laying there staring at a blank ceiling with nothing but his thoughts to keep him company. And he runs into Luna, who doesn’t even try to hide the fact that she’s out of bed at night because no one ever really pays her any attention anyway. She’s barefoot and in cute muggle pj’s with candies on them and her hair is up in a messy bun with loose strands falling behind her ears. Anyway, Draco tries to wait behind a statue until she passes, but she stops right in front of the statue and stares at it. Doesn’t say a word. Just admires the beauty etched in stone and the way the moonlight filters through the stained glass window in between puffs of clouds in the night sky to illuminate the figure in front of her. She’d probably take a good five or ten minutes, just staring in silence. Draco would feel his impatience growing but wouldn’t move a muscle because really, who wants to talk to crazy buns staring at a fucking stone statue in the middle of the night? And he really has no room to talk because his ass is stuck behind said statue until she moves. But she doesn’t move, that’s the thing, and it’s driving him fucking nuts waiting for her to walk away. Finally, she turns away, doesn’t walk off, but says in a quiet and humble voice, “You’ll never be able to sleep with all those wrackspurts in your ear, Draco. You should try warm tea.” And walks off, leaving Draco irritated that despite his best efforts to hide, she knew he was there all along. He huffs off back to the dungeons and is so irritated he scoffs her off, but makes hot tea anyway because it’s the middle of the night and he still can’t sleep and now he’s just pissed. But when he sits on common room sofa and drinks his tea, he starts to calm down, the sofa feels warmer and softer, and he scoots further down into it. He’s so preoccupied with loony bits that he’s momentarily forgotten why he was stressed out in the first place. He thinks of just how crazy she might be, and dozes off right in the lounge. When he wakes the next day the first thing he’d see was his empty tea cup, and he’d call it a coincidence but also entertain the idea that maybe, just maybe, there was more to her than meets the eye. he’d silently thank the girl in his head for her advice. And that’s how it’d start.
“Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”
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I experienced magic in Central Park today
You know you're a Ravenclaw when you spend an hour putting together a Ren Faire costume and it takes you three days to get around to cleaning it up.
Old-timey dudes doing weird hokey shit is the best thing.
Case in point:
Second guy from the left in the foreground is Tsar Nicholas II Romanov of the Russian Empire i think.
Yeah that’s him. Have some more pics of Nicholas II and his pals having a fun time
“What I didn’t realize, back when I was this twenty-five-year-old pinup for geeks in that me myself and iconic metal bikini, was that I had signed an invisible contract to stay looking the exact same way for the next thirty to forty years. Well, clearly I’ve broken that contract. Partly because, in an effort to keep up my disguise as a human being, I had a child at some point. And then, in an effort to stay sane for said child, I took pounds and pounds of medications that have the dual effect of causing water retention (think ocean, not lake) while also creating a craving for salad—chocolate salad. So yes, in answer to your unexpressed question, sanity does turn out to come at a heavy price.”
LEMONADE (2016) - Beyoncé
Harry Potter aesthetics for the golden trio, the silver trio, and Draco because why the fuck notÂ
albus: the stars look beautiful tonight.
scorpius: you know what else looks beautiful?
albus: *blushing profusely* what?
scorpius: rose granger-weasley.
Harry Potter Flower Crowns