I FINALLY BOUGHT ALL THE FUCKING HARRY POTTER BOOKS.

I love your headcanon! I have a headcanon of Harry being an amazing profesor of defence against dark arts, all student love him (bc he is Harry fucking potter but also bc he is the best profesor in the history of hogwarts) and then Draco comes after seven years in france with billions of posgrades in potions and amazing recs from all over Europe to become a prof in Hogwarts and Harry is shook. At first it was awkward but then Harry notice how amazing Draco is as a prof and you know the end.<3

Excuse me, it’s Draco who’s shook and infuriated yet amused despite himself because….

Draco: organized, disciplined, tries so hard to be professional and fair, acts composed and cool even though he’s the opposite, just wants to repair his reputation and be a good influence for once

Harry: *bangs the DADA classroom door open* ALRIGHT KIDS, today we’re going to DEMOLISH these dummies and learn the patronus charm years in advance because it’s COOL, whoever gets to disarm me first wins a Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes product of their choice, does anyone want to try putting a boggart in heart pattern boxers

I LOVE HUSKY.

This is so cute.

BUT LUNA THO.

part.1

Omg this is so good?

a kid at hogwarts who just wants to get a proper education but can’t focus because of all of the shit harry potter and his friends keep getting themselves into

Jenna B. Lacey, age eleven, knew exactly what she was going to do with her life.

She was going to go to Hogwarts, get top grades, and be the youngest female Minister of Magic by age 35.

It would have been a good plan, if she hadn’t been in the same year as Harry Potter.

*   *   *   

Year one started out great. She was sorted into Hufflepuff, did well in all her classes, and aced the exams.

A troll smashed its way through the study room she was in on Halloween, but that wasn’t going to deter her. 

*   *   *   

Year two was a disaster. People were getting petrified, and worse–the teachers had to herd them from place to place, which severely cut down on her library time. She had to study in the common room, which meant instead of a nice, quiet atmosphere, she got a soundtrack of nervous Hufflepuffs.

And on top of that, exams were cancelled. It was a disaster.

*   *   *   

Third year, she started to notice a trend.

First the troll, than the petrifications, and now dementor guards and escaped convicts. What did they all have in common? Potter.

After Black broke in and everyone had to spend the night in the Great Hall, interrupting Jenna’s last minute studying for a test the next day, she took to giving Potter angry looks in every class.

He did not notice.

*   *   *   

They announced the Triwizard tournament at dinner the first night of fourth year, and Jenna almost started crying.

Potter was going to take this one over. She just knew it.

And she was right.

Voldemort rose at the end of the year. She honestly didn’t know what she had expected.

*   *   *    

Fifth year brought Umbridge. She joined the DA because she was going to need a better background in defense, but that didn’t mean she was any happier about Potter.

She imagined it was him she was hexing instead of Zachariah Smith.

But, by the end of the year, focus on her studies was impossible. After Dumbledore left, it was complete anarchy.

Potter’s fault. Of course.

*   *   *   

Sixth year she started volunteering in the hospital wing. She needed a backup plan in case Potter fucked it up.

All seemed quiet, until they brought Malfoy in. It was apparently Potter’s fault, which surprised everyone except Jenna.

Later, she was peacefully studying in a little nook on the third floor when some Death Eaters and some other adults started dueling right under her nose.

This was the worst fucking school, honestly.

*   *   *   

They were calling it “The Final Battle.”

Jenna ran through the hall, dodging in and out of the children evacuating, until she saw him. 

“POTTER.”

He turned, startled. “Um–Jenna, right? We’re sort of busy–”

She grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him up until he was eye level with her. “If I’m not Minister of Magic by age 35, it is going to be entirely your fault and I’m going to hurt you.”

She dropped him and stormed away, leaving him to whatever he was doing. She had to fight this goddamn war so she could go back to her fucking studying.

*   *   *   

She became Minister of Magic at age 36.

Fucking Potter.

This is so them.

based off of this:

OMFG. THE SECOND GIF THO. YASSSSSSS

‘There’s no need to call me ‘Sir’, Professor’ is hands down the most savage thing Harry has ever said or done 

Jonny Duddle illustrating Harry Potter during the Harry Potter Book Night. 

Isn't this the cutest thing ever?

howl’s present for sophie

Hi, I'm back?

Hi guys, it's been years, I know. But hey y'all, how ya doin'? I'm doing great even though we know I'm not. School has been stressful and next week, my school will have extra class every day (except Wednesday bc we have curricular time). The class will last an hour and it's going to be different subject every day. This all for my upcoming big exam which will happen in either September or October, I'm not sure. So yeah that's my life and school story.

You know, I realized something a little different about Tumblr. They kinda updated a little, I guess. Like when it comes to text, their fonts kinda change. And honestly, it's pretty and I kinda like it.

So yeah, that's it. I hope I'll be seeing you guys soon. Bye for now.

HIS FUCKING THIGHS THO.

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