#malumopen

[royalshacklebolt-blog]

“Can’t believe Valentine’s Day came and went and I only ate seven boxes of chocolate. Last year it was ten.”

[gwcnogjones]

“Who here is excited for the Quidditch match? I’m 99.99% sure we’re going to win. Well... 100%, but i tried to maintain that .01% of skepticism for my health.”

[hopkirk-blog1]

“In all my seven years at Hogwarts, I don’t think I’ve ever been down to see where the kitchens were.” Mafalda shrugged, tucking her hair behind her hair. “I’d love too, but don’t house elves have a habit of being quite the blabbermouths?” 

[alessandrazabiinii-blog]

“hello, everyone,” she shouted all over the Three Broomsticks. “My friend here said that they buy all of you drinks!”

[caradocdearboy-blog]

“Drinks for all of my friends, bar tender.” Caradoc called out into the three broomsticks, before the smirk on his face became too blatantly obvious. “No I’m just kidding, I can’t afford that shit.”

[sybills]

Slightly panicked and taking a deep breath to summon her courage and calm, Sybill re-entered Honeydukes: the location she’d pulled out her tarot cards from her pocket, purely with the intent to check how many Sickles and Knuts she had in her pocket. Unfortunately, she was several shops down from Honeydukes when she’d realised her deck, which she’d been absentmindedly passing between her hands, felt slightly thinner than usual—which spoke to her familiarity with it—and had quickly checked, only to realise that she was missing four cards: The King of Swords, Death, the 7 of Cups and The Devil.

Turning to the person closest to the entryway—and thus the first she saw—Sybill, cheeks a little pink from both the cold and deep-seated desire to find her cards, asked, a little quickly but never forcefully, “hi, sorry to interrupt, I was just wondering if you’ve seen a tarot card anywhere? Or four, ideally?” It was a little muffled because she was blowing on her hands to warm them up, which also detracted somewhat from her ability to see who she was talking to, but she hoped they could hear fine. She’d even used a bigger voice than usual just in case, especially because she very much wanted to find them.

[camilasrosas-blog1]

“No, I can’t get you free butterbeer at the Broomsticks. My friendship perks are strictly affection, nail varnish, and getting your exes kicked out of the Broomsticks, and one gets bumped off every time you ask me that.”

[ohdeerevans-blog1]

“Every year I tell myself there’s no way Puddifoots can make the storefront any pinker, and yet we learn: never underestimate masters of their craft. Point being, dare you to touch the glitter.”