SOMEONE HELP

I feel like he would hate it but end up doing most of the work because "no, you're doing it wrong, oml, just give it to me" vibes

Rip Regulus Black you would’ve HATED group projects

tried it before, do not recommend

thinking of trying this new thing called saying a normal sentence

Oui

hey gang. are we gonna talk about how Snape grew into exactly what he perceived teenage James Potter to be? unnecessarily cruel, picked on those with less power than him, arrogant (debatable for Snape but the 'I can teach you how to bottle fame brew glory stopper death etc' speech was him GLAZING himself LMAO) and found a target in a kid with a difficult family life?

this isnt a criticism of Snape or James. this is just an observation and objective fact. both Snape and James were/did the things I listed above, James in his adolescence and Snape in his adulthood. I just found it interesting.

tbh I relate 😔

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I'm not helping.

I can't even help anymore.

Cause I'm making it worse.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know what Im doing wrong.

What am I doing wrong?

Why can't I help?

My new hear me out????

Reblog this if in the Goblet of Fire, you have a Crush on Victor Krum

This is the Actor Stanislav yanevski nowadays, pretty handsome, right?!!!

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I feel like they both liked each other so much but they didn't want to admit it so they stayed in the "friends with benefits" or "100% platonic " phase for an ungodly amount of time

Average "best friend" sleepover, you know how it is

cough cough regulus black cough cough evan rosier cough James potter

Fictional characters got me so feral I could bite through steel

he would

mine - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 289

“Evan,” Pandora said slowly, pulling a worn-looking t-shirt out of the basket of clean laundry she was folding. “What is this?”

Evan looked up from his Nintendo Switch and eyed the shirt before looking back down. “That’s a shirt,” he mumbled, wincing as a loud womp-womp sound echoed from the speakers.

Pandora let out a loud sigh and resisted the urge to slap her brother over the head. “I know it’s a shirt, you idiot,” she replied. “But whose is it?”

“Not mine,” Evan responded, not even looking her way this time.

It was at this point that Pandora considered getting a new roommate. “Right,” she nodded, gritting her teeth. “Do you know who it might belong to?”

But before Evan could give another helpful response, the bathroom door opened, and Barty Crouch–dressed in only his boxers– walked out, looking extremely comfortable, especially considering he didn’t live there.

“Oh, that’s mine! Thanks, Pan!” he said happily, taking the shirt from her hand and pulling it on before grabbing a banana from the table and jumping onto the couch next to Evan.

Pressing her fingertips to the bridge of her nose, Pandora reminded herself that murder was currently illegal. “Barty. Why was your shirt in the washer? At a flat where you don’t even live?” she demanded.

“Because it was dirty,” he explained, looking at her like she was crazy.

“Do I want to know why?” she asked, already knowing she didn’t.

“Probably not, honestly,” Barty replied, grinning.

But Evan, still mashing at buttons on his Switch, piped up. “It got all stained last night when we were fu-”

But Pandora decided she had enough. “I’m going to Lily’s,” she interrupted, deciding she was probably never going to come back.