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14 | She/Her | gryffindor | feminist | cat lover | optimist

[you-had-me-at-hallow]

I have a headcanon that Hermione insists her children attend some primary muggle schooling before Hogwarts, just as she had done. Now, imagine Arthur Weasley attending his grandchild’s science fair, being the ultra proud grandfather….and yet also completely geeking out over absolutely EVERYTHING.

[jamiesshelves]

Canon

[themiscyra1983]

“That is a volcano, that is a VERY SMALL VOLCANO, how - young lady, how did you make this? Baking soda and food coloring? MARVELOUS!”

[worlds-of-ink-and-paper]

the kids would love him.

[bluefirecas]

Never have I ever loved anything more than I love this

[hexcoderose]

All the muggle teachers would think he was being so adorable, “pretending” not to know how potato batteries and mini-volcanoes work, fawning over the hard work the kids did on even the simplest the projects. And he comes every year, because after the kids have aged out (”gone on to some boarding school in Scotland,” the teachers say over bad coffee in the break room, “they didn’t seem the type”), he gets an honorary invitation to the fair every year, because he never stops making the kids feel smart and good. 

[elfwreck]

“And this airy-o-plane, it flies by means of a… rubber band? Did I hear that correctly? No magic at all? Doesn’t flap its wings like a bird? MARVELOUS! What an ingenious method of flight!” *looks around* “You, sir! With the ribbons! This child deserves one of those prizes!”

[hamelin-born]

@deadcatwithaflamethrower

This is so wholesome. 

Arthur Weasley, as the Science Fair attendee we all deserve.

[darthmelyanna]

After a couple years Arthur Weasley brings his own ribbons. They shimmer in a way that makes everyone wonder what kind of ink he uses—“secrets!” he tells anyone who asks—but they’re beautiful. They’re coveted even more than the official ribbons, because they remind you that while he was heaping praise on you, you felt magical.

[madlori]

This is one of the best HP headcanons I’ve ever read.

[amberandmetal]

This cured my depression, cleared my acne and healed my soul.

[north-peach]

OMG, 

HEADCANON ACCEPTED. 

[wolfsrainrules]

YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

[gryffindooorrr]

I love this so muchhhh

[meraudurs]

Sirius: Hey do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows into my mouth?

Remus: You’re a hazard to society.

James: And a coward. Do twenty.

[kingmakings]

Simultaneously they walked forward and hugged, Harry gripping the back of Ron’s jacket.

[gryffindooorrr]

I love them

[alessiajontrunfio]

One Last night together.  - - - - -

On 30 October 1981 the Potters were still a Family.

[gryffindooorrr]

Yeah but what about my heart??

[fluidpuck]

Two fair men lie in water warm and slow,

As brothers are they joinēd heart to heart;

But Cupid hath not struck them with his bow;

Lest that be thought, they sit five feet apart.

[gryffindooorrr]

@abandoned-passiveaggressive hhahahhaahhaah

[theysaidtheseathogwartsprobably]

Harry Potter: Being tired isn’t even a mood anymore.

Harry Potter: It’s my entire personality.

[gryffindooorrr]

Had to reblog this one cause BIG MOOD

[bcdaily]

One (James/Lily, drabble)

A/N: I had all these grand plans of doing one of these a day for a week, using the number as the first word…but ha haaaa I’ve barely gotten this one in with minutes to spare Day 1, so let’s not be ambitious, eh? But happy Jilytober. =)

“One day,” Lily overhears James Potter saying as he brusquely swabs at the third year’s bleeding elbow, “you’re going to wipe the pitch with the lot of us. I’ve an eye for these things, you know. Ask anyone.”

The third year sits dejectedly on the sidelines of the busy pitch, very clearly trying to keep the tears at bay, eyes flickering from her cut skin and the bloke methodically disposing of the gore, up to the sky where the dozen or so other Gryffindor Quidditch team hopefuls continue with their tryout.

One of those zooming dots is Lily’s mate Mary, who had insisted upon a cheering section to rally her through the afternoon. Lily had kindly obliged, and had been enjoying watching Madam Hooch and Lucas Noors, the current captain, running the group through their paces. The rest of the team veterans—James Potter included—had joined the recruits in the air, though they seemed distinctly more interested in goofing off than displaying their athletic prowess.

The spunky third year—the youngest by far trying out that day—had been keeping up as best she could, but she seemed a bit thrown by the speed required on the pitch, and Lily reckons her broom might be better suited to rusticating with dust bunnies than clocking in speed trials. Still, Lily had been throwing her some encouraging cheers when a rogue Bludger had zoomed straight at her broom, knocking the whole thing askew and eventually leaving the girl skidding into a goal post, a rather painful looking clash.

Hooch had waved the girl to the ground, but only exchanged a few quick words with her before sending her to the sidelines. Worried, Lily had quickly made her way down from the stands, set on making sure the girl was all right. She will freely admit to being rather surprised to find that James Potter, of all people, had beaten her to it.

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[gryffindooorrr]

My babies...

[modern-wolfstar]

What do u thkn everyone favorites vines are? Like do they quote vines daily? Or what vines remind u of them?? Idk just,,, vines

I got this ask last night and because I love vines so much and marauders so much I spent my wHOLE MORNING (its 2 pm) making this just for you so duckxkskakak enjoy it, I should’ve been doing history notes

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I made THIS FOR YOU :

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7DzW-QsRZs

[gryffindooorrr]

IM SCREAMING IN SCHOOL

[shitthehousessay]

Ravenclaw: What is it exactly that you do?

Hufflepuff: Kick names, take ass

Gryffindor: Huff, no-

[heir-of-slythdurin-deactivated2]

Gryffindor: high-fiving someone so hard it hurts your hand (on purpose, and you just get even more pumped up + happy), catching things right before they hit the ground, "home is not a place, it's a person", buying dozens of notebooks but only writing a couple of things in each of them, balconies, assuming everyone speaks the truth, instant noodles, carefree jokes in the middle of fighting in action movies, hitchhiking, board games (with friends), adopting slang words/expressions from other people, road trips, drinking/eating straight from the container, forgetting to brush your teeth, explaining things with your hands or by showing, volunteering (sometimes just so that those who REALLY don't want to do it won't have to), constantly changing your ringtone

Ravenclaw: reading funny/interesting facts and forgetting them right away (except for the VERY fascinating ones), going to a foreign country without knowing the language; learning as you go/by experiencing it yourself and through failed attempts, multitasking (with questionable results), space, tearing paper as a stress reliever, preferring ballpoint + mechanical pens because the line they draw is even, procastination, blushing easily, either REALLY neat or REALLY messy handwriting, making sure everyone is drinking enough water (and not too much alcohol), never borrowing money but always lending it to others (with no rush to get it back), wind, green tea, talking really fast/loud when you get excited, laughing and smiling silently, only paying attention to the things that interest you

Slytherin: having a discussion with someone across the room by using just gestures and facial expressions/lip reading, ending up sharpening all the pencils instead of just the one you need, string instruments, both judgemental eye rolls and friendly and teasing eye rolls, never ignoring problems, taking one (or two) for the team, cutting your own hair/making your own jewellery and clothing; DIY, formal language with strangers and at work but swearing/using (internet) slang with friends and at home, never letting fate decide, keeping secrets (both others' and your own), forgiving relatively fast but NOT many times, avoiding telling white lies, mostly listening during conversations but impressing everyone with how intelligent and insightful you are when you do comment/speak

Hufflepuff: sunflowers and dandelions, (cookie) dough, colouring books, choosing the slightly smaller half of a halved pastry even though the other person said you could pick either one and they'd have the other one, bumblebees + honey bees, listening to loud music with headphones and constantly fearing others can hear it, humming and whistling, coffee and hot chocolate with lots of of whipped cream and spices, blanket forts, not feeling pressured to do anything "productive", always thinking it's your fault (it's not), having days for yourself; peace and quiet and self-care, movie/TV/Netflix marathons, procastinating at first and then working for hours and hours straight just before the deadline, rain (heavy or light), chocolate and peppermint and fudge

[rose-tylers]

This is the Black family tree… I hated the lot of them. My parents, with their pure-blood mania…

[nikolaj-costerwaldau]

Minerva McGonagall joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement after her graduation in 1954. Under Elphinstone Urquart, McGonagall was a most efficient and gifted employee, and the two were very fond of each other. After two years at the Ministry, Minerva was offered a prestigious promotion which she turned down. Minerva missed Scotland and had a continuing love for Dougal McGregor, a Muggle Scottish farmer, whom she felt could not marry because she thought that would be the end of her life ambitions.

When McGonagall joined the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry faculty in December of 1956, Elphinstone remained on terms of friendship with her. On occasion, while holidaying in Scotland, he encountered his old friend and proposed to her in Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop. McGonagall turned him down this and several other times, as she still had feelings for Dougal McGregor. However, in 1982, after McGregor’s death, Urquart proposed again during a summertime stroll around the lake in the Hogwarts grounds. This time Minerva accepted. Elphinstone, now retired, purchased a small cottage in Hogsmeade for the pair of them, whence Minerva could travel easily to Hogwarts Castle every day. Minerva kept her maiden name as she had always been something of a feminist. The marriage was a very happy one, and a period of great fulfilment for Minerva. The couple did not have any children of their own, but they were close with Minerva’s nephews and nieces (children of her brothers) and they were frequent visitors at their cottage.

The marriage was cut short in 1985 after Elphinstone’s accidental death from a Venomous Tentacula bite. After her husband’s funeral, Minerva left the Hogsmeade cottage and returned to her living quarters at Hogwarts Castle.

[marauders4evr]

Harry isn’t quite out of his teens when it fully hits him—the war, the blood and the guts spread across the corridors of Hogwarts, the screams and sobs, the nightmares, the shadows that never seem to leave him.

It’s too much.

He gets a flat in London—Muggle London. Hermione and the Weasleys give him space. Kingsley ensures the wizarding world gives him privacy. Not that some aren’t reluctant. Rita Skeeter releases articles every day, wondering when their Boy Who Lived will return.

But Harry doesn’t see those articles.

He tries to forget who he is for awhile.

His flat is cozy. He stuffs it with plants and paintings and books. He has a cat (or three). He wears sweaters and blazers with corduroy pants. He goes to the market every morning to buy fruits and vegetables. That’s where he meets the kindly old woman who lives down the street.

She lived through World War II and so many other wars, wars that Harry has never experienced but can only imagine.

She goes to his house and she goes to hers. There’s always tea and small cakes and dinners and cocoa—apparently she believes that a teenager needs cocoa—and baking and reading and knitting.

Harry uses magic to brew the cocoa one day, not realizing that she’s standing in the doorway. She calms him by telling him that she knows all about magic. 

Their conversations shift after that. They talk about their favorite creatures and how hard it was to watch them perish before their eyes. They talk about the wall that seemingly gave way to let them enter the magical world. They talk about lions and friends and family and love and betrayals and life and death.

“When did you leave?” Harry asks one day.

She pauses, a hand resting on his cat’s head. After a moment, she looks up with a heaviness in her eyes, a heaviness that Harry sees when he looks in the mirror everyday. 

“I was young,” she says. “Younger than you are now. But I had already grown up. I didn’t want to leave, not really, but it became too much.”

“Do you regret it?”

“Some days I do, some days I don’t.” 

“Yeah…”

It’s a few months later, when he’s helping her shovel the first snow from her walkway, that he asks, “Did you ever try going back?”

“Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t,” she says, shoving a cup of cocoa into his hands. “I was shut out as soon as I hesitated.”

He pauses, nearly dropping the cocoa, before whispering, “That’s horrible.”

“What about you?” She escorts him inside, her cane tapping against the floor that he’s magically heated to warm her feet. “Would you be welcomed back?”

“Oh, yeah,” Harry says. “Til they turn on me because they don’t like the color of my shirt or because I sneezed the wrong way or because—you name it.”

She laughs and he smiles.

“Imagine that,” she softly says. “Rulers of our worlds and we’re not even allowed in them.”

“Imagine that.”

He does go back to the wizarding world, of course, but he never forgets his London flat. He visits the street from time to time, knowing that Susan Pevensie will be there, ready to push a cup of cocoa into his hands.

[wolfstarwhat]

OH MY DOG I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS ♡♡♡♡♡

[gryffindooorrr]

WhY aM I sObBiNg OvEr ThiS???

[jencala]

James: Is that your mother?

Sirius: Where?

James: The other end of the platform.

Sirius: Does her gaze draw the last vestiges of happiness from your soul like a dementor?

Sirius: Does her mouth pull ever so slightly into a grimace, as though she has smelled the foulest stench to plague mankind but will not dare to admit defeat?

Sirius: Does her claw-like hands look as though they’re ready to rip the beating heart out of a young child in order to continue her putrid existence?

James:

James: Er - she looks like she’s glaring at you.

Sirius: Yeah, that’s probably her.

[wewereinfinitelywolfstar]

I cannot believe I’ve only just realised this... Snape must have known Sirius was innocent... He knew he wasn’t the traitor... He knew Wormtail was but he never said anything 😶🤭... I’m so dumb for only realising it now but at least I have another reason to hate him 🤔

THIS!! I THINK ABOUT THAT SO MUCH!!

[jencala]

YESSS!  

Do we have any canonical evidence that this is true? No, we don’t.  But if Snape was as much a part of the Death Eaters as canon indicates and also the fact that Snape was the one who brought the prophecy to Voldemort then there is every reason to believe he knew Wormtail was the traitor. 

Which means that because of a school grudge he let an innocent man rot in prison for twelve years.  

Sure, bring up The Prank and the fact that Sirius somehow led Snape to the Whomping Willow while Remus was transformed, but that we know nothing about truly, only hints and a brief snippet so we don’t know how that actually happened or why.

But we do know that Snape was friends with Death Eaters and inventing dark curses while still a student.  We do know that he purposely dropped a tree branch on Petunia when he was a child because she made snide comments. We do know that Snape used a curse on James Potter that could have killed him and instead just cut him.  We do know that he used a prejudicial slur against the supposed love of his life.  We do know that he didn’t give a shit about James or Harry dying, just spare Lily.  We do know that he was a vicious, relentless bully to his students, mere children, for no reason.

So forgive me if I roll my eyes at Snape apologists, the ones who say he was justified or he was merely defending himself against the Marauders.  Snape was an utter bastard and a vile excuse for a person.

Was he fascinating character?  Fuck yes.  And love the character all you want, I don’t ship shame.  But you can love the character and admit he was a horrible person.  If you can’t, then you’re just rewriting the actual character.

[blitheringmcgonagall]

@captofthesswolfstar I do too!!!!!

@jencala that was a brilliant post!!!!! I thought about this too, cause I think JKR would have made up excuses for Snape, but how could he not have known????? Was it revenge for the Prank??

AND he was quite happy with the idea of Sirius getting the dementors’ kiss, wasn’t he???? CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?????

And he purposely got Remus fired from his job, and exposed him as a werewolf?????

OMG I detest that character so much because of the fact that DESPITE this and all the stuff you pointed out, JKR MADE HARRY NAME ONE OF HIS KIDS AFTER HIM??????????

I’m sorry but that is just not possible… he was a horrible person, an interesting character yada yada but A COMPLETE BASTARD…

And then some people have the FUCKING NERVE to say he was better than James??????

WTF?????

[irrevelant-but-gay-deactivated2]

He’s still my favourite character and while he did nearly everything wrong that doesn’t mean I can’t sympathise.

[wewereinfinitelywolfstar]

I’m sorry I just can’t sympathize. I’ve had my heart broken and im still not a nazi….sooooo…..?????

[irrevelant-but-gay-deactivated2]

Im not justifying anything snape did and I get that a lot of people don’t relate. It’s fair enough but some people find an affinity with a character who does bad things. It’s difficult to describe to people who haven’t had the right experiences (not that we’re Nazis I swear). I know plenty of people don’t like snape and as I said fair enough but it’s enjoyable to understand the emotions behind unforgivable actions as well as I do. (I sound like a horrible person don’t I? Oh well I was just trying explain the appeal for me.)

[jencala]

@irrelevantbutgay   But you get it and that’s the important thing here.  You don’t have to justify why you love the character.  You love Snape and that’s fine.  But here’s the big difference between what you just said above and most of what I call Snape apologists. 

You get that he was a shitty person.

I could probably write a frakkin’ dissertation on why I hate Snape and think he was a horrific waste of oxygen, but I still think he was a fantastic and fascinating character.  I can’t ship him with absolutely anyone and I won’t read any fic centered on him because that’s just my preference, but I have no problems with people who do.

It’s alright to love problematic characters as long as you can see why they are problematic.  You see Snape’s many (oh so fucking many) faults and yet you still enjoy the character?  That’s cool.  But you’re not justifying why he did the horrific things he did because really there is no excuse for many of the things he did.  And yet it’s still alright to like him if you do!

My favorite character is Sirius Black.  I love that boy with every ounce of my shipping heart.  Yet I can totally see he was a downright selfish prick at times.  Doesn’t make me love him any less.

I’ve read so many Death Eater fics and I’m fascinated by Tom Riddle.  Pure fucking evil, but a fascinating character. I won’t justify his evil though, but I enjoy reading fics with him. 

The issue comes when people try to wrongly justify a character’s actions by rewriting their motivations or the actions themselves.  If you can see all the vile things a character did and still enjoy the character because of his/her  complexity or the fact you can understand some of their motivation though you wouldn’t act the same way they did, then have at it.  There’s nothing wrong with that and anyone who shames you for enjoying a character because of this is wrong themselves.

It’s fine to love a problematic character as long as you see their actions as problematic. 

[gryffindooorrr]

Y E S

[fanonical]

harry potter drops his wand in the forest and spends the rest of the book hoping nobody will notice that he is threatening them with an actual stick

[parvatpatil]

Dean:*walking down the stairs* Is something burning..?

Seamus:*leaning seductively against the counter* Just my desire for you.

Dean: Seamus, the toaster is on fire.