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@jamesflmntpotter
Listen I’ll stop trashing Snape as soon as someone can give me a good reason for Neville Longbottom, the boy whose parents were tortured to insanity by someone who is still alive, to be more afraid of Snape than anything in the world.
british wizards be like, “omg hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world” oh really? well beauxbatons didn’t have lord fucking voldemort on campus every other year
James: That’s fine, trouble is my middle name
James: Actually it’s Fleamont but please god don’t tell anyone
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again since no-one has yet given me a valid reason as to why James Potter, lacking a wand, didn’t just transform into Prongs when Voldy turned up and like… fucking spear him. Why didn’t he do that? Like I don’t care how astonishingly powerful a dark wizard he was, no-one could ever be prepared for walking into a house and there’s just… a massive fuck off stag staring you down? How could you possibly react to that?
You couldn’t, giving said stag the opportunity to put an antler through his eye and save the day. Not to mention, can you imagine the Prophet headlines if that was how it’d gone down?
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.
Why does being in your early 20s feel so much like only having 5 years of your life left in which you need to achieve as much as possible? why do I feel like I have an approaching deadline for success?
reblog if you believe Ron deserved all his book lines that Hermione got.
JAMES POTTER WAS NOT A SEEKER
Do you ever look at guys hands and think fuck yes
I imagine James Potter having those kind of hands
She hated that she loved him, yet she knew that if she could do it all over again…Well, she would, love him that is.
possible quote for a jily fic (via siriuslysnuffles) (via thejilyship)
harry on felix felicis is what james was like 24/7
WHY AM I GETTING TURNED ON BY THAT
me every single time (via suspend)
— Seventh Year Lily Evans, as her fellow Head Boy absent-mindedly runs his fingers through his already messy hair while checking the Prefects schedule
(via thejilyship)
legit can’t wait for the day my kid comes home from school with a smile on their face and says “we’re reading and analyzing harry potter in class”
Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good
this post keeps me going
Once I tried to think of how Harry James Potter would have looked like when he got older.
I imagine McGonagall seeing him and thinking that Harry looks like everyone he loved now. His mother’s green eyes, his father’s features, Sirius’ hair (and even beard) and Remus, because of the scars on his face.
Celebranting 10k followers on Instagram @potterbyblvnk today, and also appreciating all the support with my series of sketches about adult Harry here on tumblr! :) I hope you enjoy this portrait of Harry showing his hair 😉
A reblog if you want to see more long hair Harry!
The year is ending and I’m here choking back tears, thinking how this year made Harry Potter exist entirely in the past. I couldn’t be more thankful for a story so pure as that of the boy who lived. Thanks, Jo.
Give Harry to me, Hagrid, I’m his godfather, I’ll look after him.
Ah, let me count the ways in which fandom interpretation of Sirius Black infuriates me. One day, I’ll write an essay, but as I don’t currently have the time to pen a thousand-page epic -
This is literally the moment that possibly defines Sirius the most, and it’s the one that everyone forgets.
Everyone knows the story - Sirius arrived at Godric’s Hollow, saw the Potters’ bodies, and tore after Peter Pettigrew in a blind, thoughtless, reckless rage.
Um, except he didn’t.
He tried to take care of Harry. He tried to get Hagrid to give Harry to him, and when Hagrid refused, he tried to argue.
What, you think he was planning to tear after Peter with Harry tucked under one arm? Of fucking course not. It didn’t change that he wanted to kill Peter, that he probably would be happy to find and kill him later - but he wasn’t planning to murder anyone, to throw his life away, to even sit in a dark corner and drink himself to death while holding a goddamn baby.
This is Sirius’s godson, the person he promised his dead best friend he’d protect, and whom he now loved more than anyone alive. He’s asking for the kid so he can take the kid, and that means devoting himself to a lifetime of raising, nurturing, being patient, being parently, changing nappies and nursing fevers and a million other VERY. RESPONSIBLE. THINGS.
Do we know how good Sirius would have been at doing that? Hell no.
But what we do know is the most important thing - that he was willing to try.
Hagrid cites Dumbledore’s orders and won’t give Harry up.
So it’s really only once everything is really gone - that Sirius’s responsibilities and attachments are nearly all truly severed - that he decides there’s nothing else to do but go after Peter.
THIIIIIIIIIIIS
