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September 2014
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sararye:

every 1st september we joke about getting ready for hogwarts to cover up the very real and very very deep scars of never getting our letters

August 2014
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suzie-guru:

Can we think about Lily Evans and about how she was a very pretty white girl from a presumably secure class and financial background?

And how she went to Hogwarts and fell in love with magic and then  discovered, after all the sneers, the cold shoulders after she told people her parents jobs, the silent avoidance and casual mockery, of the flippant reassurances from some of her new friends that they "didn’t even think of her as a muggleborn!", that in this world she was a minority?

And that she came back home and most likely quietly and quickly got very involved in helping out and getting behind social movements that called for better treatment for the minorities that she had known existed in her world but had never truly seen before?

Because Lily had her eyes opened to magic, and she realizes that she never wants to close them to anything else. 

August 2014
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inspired by x

August 2014
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August 2014
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allisonagernt:

It is important to fight and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then can evil be kept at bay though never quite eradicated.

August 2014
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The very first time I saw you Harry, I recognised you immediately. Not by your scar, by your eyes. They’re your mother Lily’s. Oh yes, I knew her. Your mother was there for me at a time when no one else was. Not only was she a singularly gifted witch, she was also an uncommonly kind woman. She had a way of seeing the beauty in others, even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldn’t see it in themselves. Your father, James, however, had a certain, shall we say, talent for trouble. A talent, rumour has it, he passed onto you. You’re more like them than you know, Harry. In time you’ll come to see just how much.

August 2014
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It is the quality of ones convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.

August 2014
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raptorific:

What I don’t get is how James Potter was an asshole to Snape from age 11 to (approximately) age 16, got his act together, grew up, and lived out the remaining five years of his life as a good husband and father, as well as a kind and loving man, and tons of people are still acting like he was nothing but a bully and Snape was nothing but a victim

Yet Snape was an asshole to pretty much everyone he came into contact with, especially James and Harry, from age 11 to age 37, only stopping because he died, and at various points during that time he was also a blood supremacist, a murderer, and a teacher who at the very least verbally and emotionally abuses his students, and I’m supposed to empathize with him because he was so obsessed with Lily Potter that he terrorized her son at every opportunity?

August 2014
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your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness

August 2014
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macklesufficient:

six word story about remus lupin:

he went to the funeral alone

August 2014
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baddadclub:

Absolutely stunning scene for character development for Fred and George. You can really see how they are older brothers.

August 2014
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super-mega-fangirl:danyytargaryen:

harry and ginny having triplet boys and naming them james, sirius, and remus respectively

and mcgonagall’s reaction when they’re at hogwarts like

no

no not again

image

August 2014
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courtneygodbey:

"Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same; Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends…friends…friends…friends… Harry felt a great rush of affection for Luna" — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

courtneygodbey:

"Luna had decorated her bedroom ceiling with five beautifully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. They were not moving as the portraits at Hogwarts moved, but there was a certain magic about them all the same; Harry thought they breathed. What appeared to be fine golden chains wove around the pictures, linking them together, but after examining them for a minute or so, Harry realized that the chains were actually one word, repeated a thousand times in golden ink: friends…friends…friends…friends… Harry felt a great rush of affection for Luna" — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

August 2014
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kyrafic:

A hundred thousand witches and wizards were taking their places in the seats, which rose in levels around the long oval field. Everything was suffused with a mysterious golden light, which seemed to come from the stadium itself. The field looked smooth as velvet from their lofty position. At either end of the field stood three goal hoops, fifty feet high; right opposite them, almost at Harry’s eye level, was a gigantic blackboard. Gold writing kept dashing across it as though an invisible giant’s hand were scrawling upon the blackboard and then wiping it off again; watching it, Harry saw that it was flashing advertisements across the field. Goblet of Fire, page 96

YES YES YESSSSSSS, this is what it should look like, just exactly.  Enough to make your heart catch in your chest.

August 2014
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