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vivacioxs replied to your post: ▲ Harry Potter (the character, not the series)

som ETHIGN OUT OF AN HP NAME GENERATOR ITS??? TRUE?????

IT REALLY FEELS THAT WAY. THINK ABOUT IT.

ALBUS SEVERUS

JAMES SIRIUS

LILY LUNA.

DOES IT NOT SOUND LIKE A BADLY GENERATED NAME THAT POPS UP WHEN YOU HIT RANDOM?

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vivacioxs replied to your post:It upsets me how much hate Order of the Phoenix...

ootp is my favourite book purely because harry is going through so much by that point and he’s written so realistically for it

THIS THIS THIS. I identify with his emotions so much, it hurts. ;a;

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 ”Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!"

can we all just think about the fact that james said go two times. saying he knew lily wouldn’t listen immediately to him. he said that extra go since he loved her enough to not send her to a sure death which he knew he would get by holding voldermort off.

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[text] I need a good reason NOT to eat this entire jar of nutella right now

texts from last night meme.

( sms;  lily ): because if you do, there will be hell to pay.

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vivacioxs​ 

I think I read that one anD I JUST—

it’s sooooooooo good. like

“come on, moony”, said sirius. “ come and play”

“I feel gay sex coming on “ said  lily 

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vivacioxs

                                    “hey sirius ---”

                  when he saw the red hair, realizing quickly                   that it did not belong to his furry friend, his                   voice went noticeably deeper. 

                                    “missed me, evans?”

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[text] Yeah I think we tried to use the shower curtain as a parachute because its tied to my backpack with some string. Dont know if anyone actually attempted it though.

TFLN Meme - vivacioxs

[ text ] ...[ text ] Why would you ever think that is a good idea?

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Can I put three bc I'm gonna put: sorting, amortentia, hogsmeade

Sorting: During their first day at Hogwarts every student must place the old, tattered hat on their head. Everyone’s Sorting Ceremony is different. Write about yours.

He was nervous, like really nervous. Of course, there were no direct expectations from his family for him toget into Gryffindor, but to James it was more or lessimplied. His mum had been in Gryffindor, so had his dad, his uncle Ron, his aunt Hermione, hisUncle George — nearly every single person in his entire family had been in Gryffindor, and he could only hope that he would be able to carry on the legacy.                                                 When his name was called, he could feel                                                thousands of eyes on him, watching him critically,                                                sizing him up, as he walked up to the Sorting Hat,                                                his hands shaking slightly, and his stomach doing                                                back flips. He hadn’t been able to talk to Frank or                                                 anybody since they’d arrived in the castle, for fear                                                that he might throw up if he opened his mouth, and                                                now as he approached the stool at the front, he felt                                                more in danger than he had even earlier.The path to the stool felt impossibly long,like it was stretching out infinitely in bothdirections, and when he finally sat down,the hat being placed gently on his head, he clasped his hands together desperately.                                    “Loyal, I see. Caring… compassionate, perhaps… Hufflepuff?”               The sound of the voice startled him, andhe honestly felt as though he had jumpedabout four inches above the surface of thestool, and he waited with baited breath forthe hat to continue, convincing himself silentlythat it would be okay if he got into Hufflepuff, honestly, that wouldn’t be too bad…                                ”Hmm… But there’s also chivalry… bravery… daring…”It only took the hat a few seconds morebefore it shouted its conclusion:                                                                   “Gryffindor!”

Amortentia: While brewing the love potion in none other than potions class, your character takes a whiff at the stuff. What do they smell?   

As they put the finishing touch on their Amortentia, he leaned over the cauldron, inhaling a deep breath of it. The scent seemed to cycle through, each scent somehow more soothing and more inciting thanthe last.                                          The first smell he registered was freshly-cut grass,                                          which reminded him of his grandmother’s house,                                          long days out playing Quidditch on the freshly cut lawn.But soon that smell gave way to another,chocolate chip cookies straight from the oven.The very smell of it made him hungry, but comfortableand calm as if he had just climbed into his bed athome and he was preparing for a deep sleep.                                            The next smell may have seemed odd to some people,                                             had they been able to smell it, but  the strong, familiar                                              scent of Fleetwood’s High-Finish Handle Polish had                                             always been one of his favorites, it was sharp, but not                                            unpleasant. And it brought back thousand of pleasant                                            memories. Doing broom repairs with his father, taking                                            lessons on how best to do upside down turns on his                                             broom from his mum… He smiled at the smell of it, a                                            brighter more genuine smile than the ones the other                                             smells had brought to his face.And just when he thought it was going tocycle back, the smell of Butterbeer, sweetand sticky, fled to his nostrils, and he felthis entire body relax. There was somethingso completely and utterly soothing about thescent, so familiar and comforting. It made sense that this would be a love potion, hethought, he was practically in love with the cauldron at this point. 

Hogsmeade: Your character’s very first Hogsmeade visit is upon them. Excitement is in the air as students prepare for a day outside the castle walls. What happens? 

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