W O A H Calm Yourself

I identify with elements of both Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw

I’m bisortsual

Lily: Remus?

Remus: Yeah?

Lily: I think I'm going crazy.

Remus: Why?

Lily: Do you see a dog riding a stag over there in the Forbidden Forest?

Remus: *looks outside*

Remus:*Sees Prongs running around in circles while Padfoot rides his back*

Remus:

Lily:

Remus:

Lily:

Remus: gOd dAmmIT nOt AgAIn

I really wish I knew how to draw, cuz I can totally picture this, ugh

#34

Remus has always felt very self-conscious about his scars, but after graduating, he goes to live with Sirius, and he knows that Sirius loves him and knows pretty much everything about him. Remus rarely used to wear shorts, but now he wears them often, and Sirius always compliments him on his legs. Moony also started wearing crop tops, and holy SHIT does this turn Sirius on, who always makes sure to kiss Remus’ stomach and entire face when he wears one.

Issues with P.O.C. Harry

Don't get me wrong, when I first heard it, I loved it. But there is one issue.

Harry can't be a POC

The reason people originally made up the headcanon was because 1.) the utter lack of non white people, 2.) the fact that it never specifically states he is light skinned, and 3.) Harry Potter could be viewed as an analogy for racism (with half-bloods and purebloods, etc...)

And that's great, but, if it were an analogy, Harry can only be light skinned.

Why? Because it has been stated that the Potter's were a pureblood family, so, in the analogy, they would be white.

You might be saying, yes, but James married a muggleborn, so Harry is a half-blood.

Okay but Lily had light skin as well. I'm not sure if it specifically says that, but she does have red hair, and I haven't seen a natural red headed POC.

Not being racist, like maybe there is someone out there, but it at least isn't common

So Harry just can't be.

Hermione, on the other hand

100% yes

okay carry on

James and Lily

When they were 11

He made loud fart noises in the corridor to amuse his friends. 

She rolled her eyes and kept walking.

When they were 12

He would have water fights in the common room.

She scowled as she dodged the enchanted water balloon.

He would shout out answers over her in class.

She ignored him and got top marks anyway.

When they were 13

He and his friends filled the great hall with jelly as a joke.

She shouted when a leftover piece fell on her head the next day.

He charmed balls of paper to fly at her head.

She hexed him.

When they were 14

He batted his eyelashes and got an extension on his homework.

She scolded him for it after.

He set loose the blast ended skrewts.

She spent her lunch helping round them all up.

He started to call her stupid nicknames.

She shot back with stupider insults.

When they were 15

He charmed off a boys hair one day.

She helped the boy figure out how to grow it back.

He harassed her in the corridor with annoying proposals.

She thought she hated him.

He got caught by the Greenhouses smoking with his friend.

She and Remus monitored his detention. She asked Remus why he was so annoying, he said he was more than the arrogant show he put on.

He pulled down Severus’ trousers in front of a crowd of people.

She defended someone who wasn’t a good person.

He followed her around trying to apologise.

She thought maybe Remus was right.

When they were 16

He made his stationary fly around the classroom to amuse people.

She grinned and told him to stop.

He flooded the fourth floor.

She cursed him as she helped get rid of the water.

He gave a bar of chocolate to a crying first year.

She thought maybe he wasn’t all that bad.

He carried his friend’s books when he was feeling ill.

She thought he was actually quite nice.

He helped her with difficult homework.

She smiled and said thank you.

He made conversation as they walked to class together.

She was shocked when she realised she was friends with him.

When they were 17

He wrote to her over the holidays.

She replied.

He threw a big celebration party in the common room.

She had a fun time with her friends dancing and drinking until dawn.

He loved the way she rolled her eyes at him.

She loved the way the combed his fingers through his hair unconsciously.

He went home for the summer realising that maybe she might feel the same way.

She realised she had fallen for someone she thought she hated.

He came back to school as Head Boy.

She came back as Head Girl.

He grew up and took the responsibility seriously.

She felt her chest swell as she watched him grow.

He asked if she wanted to go out. That maybe after all this time…

She realised that the answer had always been yes.

When they were 18

He loved the way her hair fell around her shoulders, the way she smiled when he touched her and they way she would laugh as she kissed him.

She loved the way he slung his arm over her whenever he stood next to her, they way he would grin when he made eye contact and the way the played with her hair as she dozed next to him.

He made the suits of armour tell jokes when someone walked past.

She giggled and realised some things never change.

He started to prepare for a world that was getting darker every day.

She started to prepare for a world that scared her a little.

He ended the school year with a bang, literally. He and his friends threw a farewell party.

She spent the night laughing and crying, promising everyone that it wasn’t really goodbye.

He left school, bought a flat, and began to train to fight a war he was too young to fight in.

She left school, moved into his flat, and began to train for a war she was determined to win.

He loved her and he told her every day.

She loved him and would never let him forget it.

When they were 19

He would come home dirty and bruised.

She would return scratched and messy.

He would heal her wounds and hold her close.

She would mend his cuts and kiss him gently.

He would fight like there was no tomorrow.

She would attack like it was the only defence.

He was frightened.

She was worried.

He found comfort in her.

She found solace in him.

He realised he couldn’t live without her.

She realised he kept her going.

He said ‘marry me’.

She said ‘only if you marry me first’.

He married a girl he had loved since he was 11.

She married a boy she had never hated.

When they were 20

He still had a war to fight in.

She still had to bring justice to her world.

He worried when he heard her throwing up one morning.

She worried when he joked she might be pregnant.

He knew there would be day when he would make an unfunny joke.

She realised today was that day.

He had to shift his world to make room for a baby.

She had to prepare for a world with more people to love in it.

He was as excited as could be.

She was always smiling despite it all.

He wanted to name the baby Harold.

She like Barry.

He decided to compromise.

She agreed on Harry.

He couldn’t stop shaking when they baby was born.

She couldn’t stop cradling her son.

He and his friends stayed up four nights in a row with the baby, just to play with him.

She had her friends over for a weekend, just to coo over him.

He was told his friends couldn’t come any more. But it kept his child safe.

She was heartbroken people could come to visit, but it kept her family whole.

When they were 21

He enjoyed the quiet days with his wife.

She enjoyed the long mornings with her husband.

He enjoyed practising magic with (sometimes on) his son.

She enjoyed pretending not to notice, or outdoing him on a particularly pretty spell.

He was scared, but he loved her and Harry.

She was terrified, but he and Harry mattered more.

He decided to celebrate 1 year old in style.

She baked a truly magnificent cake.

He decorated the house.

She decorated her son. 

He smiled as a small fawn blew out his candles.

She laughed as her husband transformed to match his son.

He loved her more than ever.

She loved him more than she could say.

He carved pumpkins.

She hung fairy lights.

He made puffs of smoke come out the end of his wand.

She heard the door open.

He threw his child in to her arms.

She ran up the stairs.

He looked for his discarded wand.

She barricaded the door.

He dropped like a marionette who’s string were cut.

She refused to step aside.

He was dead.

She fell just like her husband.

They loved Harry.

They died for their son.

but he lived.

I got tagged by @lillyyypottah but not exactly but she mentioned me because I'm her fren tag 9 people you want to get to know better (I'm only doing one because I'm an insecure bean that doesn't know any people) relationship status: single as a fucking pringle (but mentally dating Jensen Ackles) favorite color(s): maroon, navy/dark blue lipstick or chapstick: lipstick I guess, but usually neither because I end up licking it off or something (I know, I know, I'm disgusting) last song listened to: Hurricane by Panic! At the Disco top three shows: Supernatural, Friends, How I Met Your Mother top three characters: Dean Winchester, Chandler Bing, Barney Stinson top three ships: Destiel, Swarkles, Larry (ugh) I tag: @emilyisacoolcat or anyone who feels like it because I just realized I don't know that many people

cockiness is so attractive to me in a way and it’s so irritating. like it’s annoying. and it annoys me. but the kind of expression and body language that comes with it. the self-satisfied attitude. the smug comments. the eye rolling. the smirking. “come and get me” hand gestures during a fight. eyebrow raising with an air of superiority. it’s just like. fuck you. i’m annoyed right now. i am so annoyed right now. but oh my fuck i am also so very, very attracted right now

You're flipping off one of your beautiful followers because of a misunderstanding. How disgusting is that? smh (=^ェ^=)

YoU wOuLD nOt bELieVe yOuR EyES iF TEn miLLiOn fIreFLiEs LiT uP tHE wOrLD As yOU FeLL aSleEp

makenna i know this is you

You’re not just a man, Mr. Scamander, just like your suitcase. I think there’s much more to you than meets the eye.

I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE HEADCANON THAT THE WHOLE SERIES WAS ABOUT RACISM STAHP BEING SO SPECIFIC

Issues with P.O.C. Harry

Don’t get me wrong, when I first heard it, I loved it. But there is one issue.

Harry can’t be a POC

The reason people originally made up the headcanon was because 1.) the utter lack of non white people, 2.) the fact that it never specifically states he is light skinned, and 3.) Harry Potter could be viewed as an analogy for racism (with half-bloods and purebloods, etc…)

And that’s great, but, if it were an analogy, Harry can only be light skinned.

Why? Because it has been stated that the Potter’s were a pureblood family, so, in the analogy, they would be white.

You might be saying, yes, but James married a muggleborn, so Harry is a half-blood.

Okay but Lily had light skin as well. I’m not sure if it specifically says that, but she does have red hair, and I haven’t seen a natural red headed POC.

Not being racist, like maybe there is someone out there, but it at least isn’t common

So Harry just can’t be.

Hermione, on the other hand

100% yes

okay carry on