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dee; 19; slytherin (gryffindor secondary); horned serpent; dramione is my lifeblood
~previously narcissaist~

murphmurphthejerk:

• ron weasley letting hermione know that she could still keep granger as her last name or even have himself become mr.granger after she says yes to his proposal 
• deciding that he was happier spreading laughter and fun by working alongside his brother at the shop than he ever was an auror
• making jokes about his weight gain in order to make his family laugh
• trying to become more familiar with the muggle world for hermione’s sake
• crying the day hugo gives him a drawing of dad with my hero written in big letters at the top 
• rose always calls for dad whenever she sees a spider because he’ll always come and kill it for her despite his arms shaking when he reaches for it
• ron almost always forgets his anniversary but it doesn’t really bother hermione since he’s always setting up dates for them whenever she can find the time to take off work
• ron listening to harry talk about his nightmares during the middle of the night over a cup of hot chocolate
• putting the birthday card on fred’s grave because george can never bring himself to go to the cemetary during their birthday
• molly teaching ron how to make cakes so he can make them for the kids and hermione on their birthday
• making sure that his kids know how proud of them he is because he never wants them experiencing the same self esteem issues he has
• ron weasley being the best husband,friend,family member, and father that he can be because if there’s anything he’s exceptional at it’s loving people 

goodreadss:

Edgar Degas, Ballettprobe (Deautsch), 1873

meraudurs:

the times my son, harry james potter, was the sass king

• there’s no need to call me ‘sir’, professor
  
• it’s just, you can’t break an unbreakable vow. I’d worked that much out  for myself funnily enough.
• wow, I wonder what it’d be like to have a difficult life 
• whatcha fell ova for? I didn’t do it on purpose
  
• the task is two days from now. really? I had no idea 
• did you think we’d be staying in five-star hotels? finding a horcrux every other day?
  
• but I am the chosen one
• tell them I mean no harm. I’m sorry, professor. but I must not tell lies.
• listening to the news! again? well, it changes every day, you see
  
• yeah, you can have a word. good-bye
  
• I know what day it is. well done. so you’ve finally learned the days of the week
• just do what I did, harry! what, drop my wand?
  
• an interview? what do you mean? I mean a reporter asked me questions and I answered them
  
• It’s time you learned some respect! It’s time you earned it.
  
• they stuff people’s heads down toilet the first day at Stonewall. Want to come upstairs and practice? no, thanks. The poor toilet’s never had anything as horrible as your head down it — it might be sick
  
• Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?… Shame it doesn’t come with a parachute — in case you get too near a dementor. Pity you can’t attach an extra arm to yours, Malfoy. then it could catch the Snitch for you.
  

asktheboywholived:

You know… It’s kind of a blessing that James Potter’s parents died before Oct 31st…

Because had they not died, they would have lived out the rest of their lives thinking that their son was killed by the boy that they had adopted…

By the boy they had considered a second son.

I’m here for Draco Malfoy; The Real Draco Malfoy

malfoyco:

• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was curious to meet another Hogwarts kid at Madam Malkins, and was trying to communicate in the only way he knew how. I mean really.
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who realized *shiiiiiiittttt that speccy kid that I met at Malkins was Harry Potter* on the train, and wanted to be his friend regardless of his family’s affiliations
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was sorted into Slytherin right as the sorting hat barely touched his hair.
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy that befriended Pansy, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was really fucking terrified in the Forbidden Forest with Hagrid, Neville, Hermione, and Harry
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who is canonically very intelligent yet fails to be first in his class
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who talks about how perfect Potter always beats him out
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was spoiled rotten by his parents
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who the Golden Trio assumes is the Heir of Slytherin
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who somehow doesn’t realize that his friends were knocked out and that Harry and Ron were disguised as them
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who tries and fails (many times) to beat Harry at Quidditch
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who always taunts Harry first
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who got kicked around by Buckbeak
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who successfully devises a plan to impersonate a dementor just to scare the hell out of Harry Potter
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who sees Harry in Hogsmeade and tries to get him in trouble (rightfully so, I might add)
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who gets bitch-slapped by Hermione
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who gets awesome seats at the World Cup and brags about them just to be an asshole
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who makes “Potter Stinks” badges–those had to have taken a lot of work
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was made Prefect
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who tirelessly wrote Weasley is our King
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who joined the Inquisitorial Squad
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was distracted by Harry Potter in his OWL examinations
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who’s father was arrested
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who got hexed to oblivion on the train back from Hogwarts
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was marked as a Death Eater at the age of 16
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who made it into NEWT level classes with ease.
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who befriended a ghost because he was so lost and broken
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who fixed the Vanishing Cabinet
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who couldn’t kill Albus Dumbledore
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who lived in the same house as arguably the darkest wizard of all time
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who didn’t give up Harry Potter and his friends when they were brought to the Manor by Snatchers
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who was the rightful owner of the Elder Wand (until Harry disarmed him)
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who lost his best friend to the Fiendfyre in the Room of Requirement
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy who’s mother risked everything for him
• I’m here for the Draco Malfoy that a lot of people seem to ignore. I’m here for the flawed Draco. The messy Draco. The one with a shit ton of faults. I love snarky, asshole Draco.

• I am here for Draco Malfoy

jammespotter:

I see so many people talk about how Harry would have been James’ shadow and how he would want to be exactly like him which is true but also can we please talk about Harry and Lily please?? Like he would have been such a Mommas Boy™

• Harry crying out for his mum in the middle of the night when he’s had a bad dream, and James waking up to see Lily and Harry squished together in his toddler bed together, Lily using one of his stuffed animals as a makeshift pillow
  
• Lily teaching Harry stuff about muggles and Harry being really interested in television?? So much so that one day James comes home to see Harry sitting cross-legged three inches away from an old antenna tv laughing at some cartoon 
  
• LILY AND HARRY BAKING!!!! 
• Lily’s lemon meringue pies are legendary and no one has ever managed to get her to spill the recipe
• Except Harry of course since he’s been her helper since he could hold his head up 
• So by age 7 he could make his own version and it wasn’t nearly as pretty as hers but damn if it didn’t taste delicious 
• Also!!! Lily poking Harry on the nose with her flour-coated finger only to have him smear flour on her cheek in response 
• And well fifteen minutes later they are just throwing handfuls of flour at each other making the kitchen into this smokey mess 
• Before Lily casts a cleansing charm they draw pictures on the floor in the flour its really cute okay
• Lily reading muggle novels to Harry on rainy days. They are just cuddled up together on the couch under a giant quilt drinking hot chocolate and the cat is just curled up next to them purring 
• James being a little ??? about this because “Lily aren’t those a little advanced for him?”
• And Lily is super indignant and is like “he has to know the classics, James”
• And Harry does, and by the time he goes to Hogwarts he has read all of Jane Austen, Tolkien and Charlotte Bronte and casually quotes them in conversation 
• Harry being a really shy child and always hiding behind Lily’s leg whenever he meets new people and he honestly didn’t grow out of this until he was 10 
• When Harry practices quidditch in the backyard with James, Lily is always outside watching them and cheering on her boys and she is just so proud 
• Harry never really got sick except for the time he got the flu when he was six and that was a total nightmare because James isn’t really good with the whole “puke” thing and so Lily was the one who would hold a bucket for him and rub his back as he vomited 
• During that week, James would make soup and tea and banana sandwiches as Lily just rubbed Harry’s stomach in big circles as she hummed a wordless tune to him 
• Harry actually being brilliant at potions because Lily was always working on something, and he was always curious so of course she used that opportunity to teach him 
• This was also James’ worst nightmare because “Lily, do you know who my father was? Do you?? I thought I escaped this when I went to Hogwarts for Merlins sake” 
• But he secretly loved the smell of fresh potion ingredients because it reminded him of his childhood and honestly seeing his wife and son together over a bubbling cauldron always made his heart swell 
• James taught Harry the importance of friendship and loyalty, while Lily taught Harry that while those are important you also have to have a strong sense of self 
• because she knew first hand the implications of being loyal to a friend who did not care about what you believed in and who didn’t see you as a whole person 
• and she would be damned if she would let Harry believe that’s okay or healthy 

Lily’s love for Harry was so grand and profound that it literally protected her son from anything–even death. So while I agree that Harry and James were two peas in a pod, you can’t sit there and tell me that Harry and Lily didn’t have a bond strong enough to move mountains 

parseltonquinq:

i-am-made-of-stardust-love:

animateglee:

I’d bet five galleons that George Weasley asked McGonagall out to the Yule Ball on a dare.

I bet that Fred popped up before she could reply and acted betrayed (“YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL, HOW COULD YOU?) and they proceed to have a fake fight over who gets to take her to the ball. Meanwhile McGonagall is trying to be stern and not laugh because it reminds of when Sirius tried to ask Dumbledore out and had almost the exact same fight with James

I swear this actually happened. 

hermionemollypeggypond:

Dumbledore, died at age 115

Horcruxes made: 0

Voldemort, died at age 71

Horcruxes made: 7

Conclusion: Voldemort was the most useless, magic dependant wizard that ever existed. He could have lived till like 200 if he just ate well and exercised, but no he had to go and split up his soul and ruin perfectly good jewellery, fucking dumbass.

jiilys:

jiilys:

James Potter: seventeen, hair got struck by lightning at age four and hasn’t sat down since, knuckles that jut out, holds his wand between his teeth to impress girls- to impress the girl, doesn’t own one pair of matching socks, the kind of attractive that fills the ribs, fills the shoulder blades, fills the heart, Sirius painted his nails once and he kept the polish on all week, sees the girl before registering anyone else in the room, young organs pumping young blood, wired to himself, to his boys, to the girl, can tell what you’re about to say before you say it, he’s just sort of like that, has a habit of leaning arms on peoples shoulders, starts the trust fall before anyone realises they’re  meant to be catching him

Sirius Black: seventeen, eats whipped cream by the fork full, rolls up the sleeves of his robes, begins most conversations with: you absolute fuck, column of his throat running down the neck like water, leaves his text books all over school, made of gut feeling, of instinct, of starting before you know how to finish, a part of him still stuck in that house, with the door slamming, with his mother yelling, with the world ending,  he is the bomb going off in the swimming pool, he has probably made a bomb go off in the swimming pool, smoking just outside the door- look- you can see the smoke, you can see the shaking hands.

Remus Lupin: seventeen,  jumpy, long eyelashes, the sullen quiet of fog in winter, scars up the arms, round the neck, across the chest, eyes that stare as if they are waiting for permission, plays the same records until he’s mouthing the words in his sleep, gives out flowers for gifts, sarcasm that could stop the heart, soft, like the skin above your collar bone, like stained glass windows with light through them, like seeing a star in a textbook, knowing that  something that good is out there even if it is far away, often has wind billowing through his baggy t-shirts, pulls out his bottom lip when thinking, at night wakes up sweating, dreaming of blood in his mouth, the kind you get when you rip an arm off, when you lick the bone clean.

Peter Pettigrew: seventeen, socks right to the knee, eating an ice cream, has a sore neck from always looking up, raw fingernails- bitten to the cuticles, full of fear, oozing fear, could fill cathedrals with this fear, burns books for no reason, unmade bed, the flush of a cheek that is bloated, a mound of blood, sits on the floor because there is no room at the table, counts on his fingers, pulled a muscle when walking up the fourth staircase, shuts his eyes, opens them, realises he is still in his own skin, pale, a stick of white, unassuming, like flowers, or the moment the ground gives way, all at once, as if it was going to all along

#he burns books and you didn’t think anything was up? (x)