This Is A Stupid Headcanon I Fixated Way To Long On:

AU in which Snape has a potions show a la Gordon Ramsay style

-“You call this a potion, Smith? I wouldn’t even use it to scrub the lavatory.”

-“Abysmal attempt, you’re out.”

-“Hmm…this is… adequate.”

-*looks at subpar potion* “I would’ve preferred it if the cauldron had exploded.”

-*contestant reaches for their wand* *Snape materialises out of thin air* “What the *beep* do you think you’re doing? You *beep* *beep* *beep* dunderhead. *Beep* oxygen thief!”

YESTERDAY EVENING I WAS WONDERING WHY REMUS LOVED CHOCOLATE SO MUCH WHEN I REALISED

CHOCOLATE IS POISONOUS FOR DOGS

WHAT IF YOUNG REMUS STARTED LOVING CHOCOLATE BECAUSE HE THOUGHT IT KILLED THE WOLF PART OF HIM

Reasons charms class is my favourite:

1. The girl in the far left of the second row. She is perpetually confused, but one day my character will tutor her (and win her heart, she will be my girlfriend)

Also:

2. Watching the face of the blond behind me, seriously their expressions are always priceless!

remember in goblet of fire when minerva says ‘potter’s a boy, not a piece of meat!’

imagine harry telling her everything after the battle of hogwarts, telling her about how dumbledore raised him like a pig for slaughter, and how he had to die and mcgonagall gets so goddamned mad

she loses control for the first time that harry’s EVER seen and she’s actually yelling, she’s so pissed that harry was seventeen and he had to accept death and dumbledore KNEW he would have to die and NEVER TOLD HIM

and harry’s about to cry because yeah his friends would be devastated if he was gone but NO ONE got this damn pissed that dumbledore had raised him so that he could die at the right time and mcgonagall’s in the middle of a rant and he just shoots up and hugs her and she’s stunned into silence but after a moment she hugs back and it’s great

and then she goes up to her office and starts screaming at dumbledore’s portrait because ‘i don’t care if it had to happen, albus, he is a CHILD-’

I’ve been re-reading the HP books and I got to Prisoner of Azkaban (be still my beating heart, it is still the best one) and, at Christmas there’s only 12 people around the dinner table. Trelawny comes along and Dumbledore stands up to draw her a chair.

She freaks out, I must not! When 13 people dine together, the first to rise is the first to die!!!!!

Except.

Ron had Scabbers in his pocket.

Which means that there wasn’t 12 people when Trelawny arrived. There was already 13.

And Dumbledore stood up.

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“By some magic, all the flowers in London bloomed at once on the 3rd of March that year.”

(aka ‘i love helga pataki and her heart picture from hey arnold! and i had to give draco a weird harry potter love locket’)

I just watched this amazing german/swiss movie about two soccer players falling in love, called ‘Mario’ (it’s on Netflix and amazon video) and it’s honestly one of the best told love stories I’ve ever seen. It’s tender, intimate, slow and the chemistry between the two actors is shattering. Go watch it!

And I couldn’t help myself but to take some frames and drarry them.