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i cant frickin breathe??? wow
6 seconds, all this in 6 seconds
“It says, ‘stupid’.”
things you may have forgotten because of the movies/fanon
- luna lovegood has dirty blonde hair (book 5, chapter 10)
- lily potter has dark red hair (book 1, chapter 12)
- neville longbottom has blond hair (JKR interview)
- hermione granger has bushy hair (book 1, chapter 6)
- james potter is tall (book 1, chapter 12)
- at seventeen, harry potter is the same height as his father so he is also tall (book 7, chapter 34)
- peter pettigrew is fat (book 3, chapter 10)
- severus snape has yellow-ish teeth (book 3, chapter 14)
- ginny weasley is fucking awesome (books 1-7)
Why do people want ginny to be cool so badly
Why do people want to leave unnecessary comments on my posts so badly
things you may have forgotten because of the movies/fanon
- luna lovegood has dirty blonde hair (book 5, chapter 10)
- lily potter has dark red hair (book 1, chapter 12)
- neville longbottom has blond hair (JKR interview)
- hermione granger has bushy hair (book 1, chapter 6)
- james potter is tall (book 1, chapter 12)
- at seventeen, harry potter is the same height as his father so he is also tall (book 7, chapter 34)
- peter pettigrew is fat (book 3, chapter 10)
- severus snape has yellow-ish teeth (book 3, chapter 14)
- ginny weasley is fucking awesome (books 1-7)
Why do people want ginny to be cool so badly
Why do ppl overcompensate for her lack of a personality or decent storyline by trying to hype her up online did you not read the fucking books she doesn’t do shit lmao
Okay the only question I have is why you’re asking ridiculous and irrelevant questions on my post. Just because you don’t like her personality doesn’t mean she doesn’t have one; just because you don’t think her storyline is decent doesn’t mean that it textually isn’t - and once you recognize and accept that, maybe then you’ll stop wondering why so many of us “hype her up online.”
Hi, guys!
So. With Morgan's help and motivation, I have decided to put these countless scribbles to good use and open up a society6 shop! I would immensely appreciate it if you check out the individual prints of this first set (+ other typography prints and colors) here.
I’m taking requests for the next set soon, as I have time to do them now because of semestral break. I can’t promise to grant every single one, but I’m going to consider everything that goes through my ask.
Thank you! x
Papyrus has a nice butt actually.
now thats some typography i can get behind
YEAH BUT HAVE YOU CONSIDERED
I CAN’T
The Path We Take
I’m re-writing the Deathly freaking Hallows coz it’s not drarry enough dammit. I’m writing snippets of what SHOULD have happened had Draco and Harry didn’t fight in the bathroom and Harry helped Draco instead. I’ve finished chapter one or part one whatever you wanna call it, and here it is. When I upload the next chapter I’ll link this one for those who haven’t read it.
He was crying. Harry had never seen him shed a tear before. Yet here he was, sobbing uncontrollably in the bathroom. Where were his friends? He’d been alone almost all year. All the anger Harry had built up for Draco and his secret activities sort of vanished in that one second, replaced with something akin to pity. Draco heard him enter, and spun around, looking like a deer caught in headlights. When he saw his face, he sighed.
“Potter.” He whispered. “Of course it’s you.”
They stared at each other for what seemed like a decade, before Harry took a few tentative steps towards the upset blond.
“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.
Draco fixed him a curious look for several seconds, before he shook his head.
“No,” his voice wobbled, losing its confidence, “No I’m not.” And then he was back to crying.
Harry didn’t know what to do, so he did nothing. Draco leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor, pulling up his knees and sobbing into his hands. The fact that he disregarded any dignity he might be losing by crying in front of Harry worried him. Slowly he approached, not wanting to scare him, and like a skittish deer he crouched silently by his side, watching. Biting his lip, after several minutes he cautiously put an arm around Draco, hoping it wouldn’t scare him off, but he only leaned towards Harry. After what seemed like hours like that to Harry, Draco calmed down enough to speak.
“I don’t know if I should thank you, apologise, or hex you,” Draco muttered as he scrubbed at his eyes.
“Probably hex, that seems like the most Malfoy-like thing to do, make the world make sense again,” Harry half-joked, his arm still around Draco.
Draco gave a ghost of a smile. “Ah well, you’ve seen me at my most pathetic, I suppose there’s no point lying anymore.”
He sighed and leaned his head back against the wall. “You have questions, you must you’ve been following me all year. Don’t think I didn’t notice.”
“Thought you were up to something,” Harry defended.
“I am up to something.” Draco muttered closing his eyes. “But you could just kill me now instead, save me the tragic sob story.”
“I’m not going to kill you!” Harry said looking horrified by the very notion.
Draco sighed as though that ruined his whole life. “Pity.” He muttered. “I could have used the break.”
“Let me help you instead, no one has to die,” Harry said.
“Of course someone has to die.” Draco snorted. “Someone always has to die.”
“Well not this time they don’t.” Harry said firmly. “Not if I can help it.”
“You don’t know do you?” Draco murmured. “You wouldn’t offer to help me if you knew.”
“Know what?”
Draco sighed, and rolled up his sleeve. “I don’t deserve to be saved. So just kill me,”
The Dark Mark was stark contrast to Draco’s pale – even paler this year – skin, and Harry felt his heart skip a beat. He had suspected, and insisted it was true, but he never really wanted to see it for himself.
“When did you join?” he asked quietly.
“In the summer.” Draco said tiredly. “I’m tasked with killing Dumbledore, and letting Death Eaters into the school. I haven’t been doing a good job so far,”
Harry sat back from Draco, feeling white hot anger course through him. “Why Malfoy?” he snapped, livid with anger. “I knew you were bad, I knew you were a pure-blood git but this? Murder? Joining the Death Eaters? Why? You have to know they’re evil! Why the hell would you just sign up?!”
“My mother,” Draco whispered, bring a hand to tug miserably in his blond hair. Tears welled up in his eyes again. “He’s got my mother…”
“…And he’ll kill her.” Harry realized. “Unless you kill Dumbledore,”
Draco nodded, and his tears spilled over again, unable to control them. This time Harry tugged the Slytherin fully into his arms and he held him as he cried. His mind was reeling. Draco was doing this to save his mother, that had to mean he didn’t want to do it, that he didn’t believe in the Death Eaters, in Voldemort. But he’d said he hadn’t been successful yet, there was a way to stop this, he still had time, and he could stop it before it started. He could go to Dumbledore – no, they both could go to Dumbledore. No child should have to witness their parents’ death. No one.
“I’m going to help you,” Harry promised.
“You can’t help me. It’s too late.” Draco moaned.
“It’s never too late. I am going to help you, I’m going to stop this.” He pulled back to look Draco in the eyes. “Don’t you want to stop this?”
“I – I do but – ”
“Then you have to trust me. I’m going to save you and your family, Voldemort’s a sick twisted son of a bitch and he’s not going to ruin any more lives, not while I can help it.”
Draco flinched violently at the Dark Lord’s name, and the two sat there on their knees in that bathroom, Harry with his hands on Draco’s shoulders, staring at one another.
“So, trust me, okay? You trust me?” Harry said fervently.
There was a pause. Then, Draco spoke, softer than a pin drop he answered,
“With my life,”
And Harry took Draco’s hands, and pulled him to his feet. “Then come with me.”
And Draco followed.
Order of the Phoenix, ch. 13, p. 254. Hermione threatening to write to Mrs. Weasley after Fred and George test products on first-years. (requested by my-otps-are-better-than-yours)
Order of the Phoenix, ch. 13, p. 254. Hermione threatening to write to Mrs. Weasley after Fred and George test products on first-years. (requested by my-otps-are-better-than-yours)
Deathly Hallows, ch. 8, p. 142-3. Fred and George talking about Uncle Bilius. (suggested by morgainelefeys)