never let me go;

karin, 20, sweden: infj

[vitruvians]

Help will always be given at Hogwarts

[fanonical]

best unloved characters from the harry potter universe: those bulgarians who tricked fudge into thinking they couldnt speak english for months

[thedevilsrain]

[buckbeakisback]

endless list of favourite movies →  Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain (2001)

“Failure teaches us that life is but a draft, an endless rehearsal of a show that will never play.”

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recent visual jrnl

© K.A. | they/them | don’t delete caption

[mermaidyke]

book cover variants: sharp objects by gillian flynn.

[handstomyself]

Lorde performs at the 2017 Vodafone New Zealand Music Awards on November 16, 2017 in Auckland, New Zealand.

[luxiusmalfoy]

i long for the day when harry potter is classic literature, so my ridiculously extensive knowledge can be considered intellectual, like it would be if it were shakespeare or dickens, rather than just a little sad

[wulfhalls]

I ‘m   n o t   f l i r t i n g

[scholasticbabe]

Edit your life frequently and ruthlessly. It is your masterpiece after all

Nathan W. Morris ( @scholasticbabe )

[shrlocks]

harry potter + cho chang - harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban: illustrated edition

[asheathes]

Hogwarts Classes ❀ [insp]

[bwbeautyqueens]

The reality of my life is that was I was brought up in a very drafty house with holes in the roof. So there’s nothing really very fairytale-esque about my upbringing. But I feel very fortunate.

[jokekeery]

houses + art

He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.

[buckbeakisback]

Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse (via books-n-quotes)

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A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours’ time by Mrs. Dursley’s scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley…He couldn’t know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: To Harry Potter - the boy who lived!

[saltwort]

I’ve been painting some witch’s hats in anticipation of October and posting them over on twitter. Here are the first three.