muggle-on-main:

siriussly-serious:

muggle-on-main:

actinganimagus:

askwhathasthiscometo:

My face: *produces actual tears for once*

Gif: But did you tho??

MATE, IF THIS ISN’T A MOOD. I TRIED SO HARD TO CRY FOR THE LATEST THING I FILMED AND THE BLOODY GIF RESOLUTION F’S ME OVER.

MY CAMERA NEVER PICKS UP MY REAL TEARS OR MY FRECKLES! I’M ANNOYED!

I filmed this shit about 946 times to get that SINGLE tear to show up. My body was like “Are we sad or not? wtf?”

At least it showed up!!!! This??? I had tears down my face and YOU CANT TELL???

IT’S THEA’S BIRTHDAY!!!

@acciocauldroncakes

Today is the birthday of our – not so small anymore – Norwegian child with the cool url!

But because Thea made horrible life choices she chose us to be her friends, and if there is something we’re not perfect at; it’s remembering our last 1/3 squad’s birthday.

I mean look at this human! She is amazing at everything she does and despite being our child she is already out there achieving things in her life and has left us here in the cold Scandinavia. And to make things even worse it’s impossible to freaking visit her there now uugghhhhhhhh

I mean look at us trying to be 3/3 friends but failing so hard:

Happy birthday nerd!

Ft. @dorathemetamorphmagus

Bf: We had a pop quiz at school today… HARRY POTTER THEMED

Me:!!!!!!!! You Should Have Called ME!

Bf: We needed help with “arrange the Weasley siblings after age”

Me: YOU SHOULD HAVE CALLED ME!!

Bf: And the name of those horses you can’t see unle-…

Me: Y O U S H O U L D H A V E C A L L E D M E ! !

Bf: And “What is Dumbledore’s name in Norwegian?”

Me:… now wait a minute…….

The Sacrifices of War

((OOC: Another in-between chapter and untold story in The Price of War by @sirussly. The previous story The Worries of War.))


An evening in Godric’s Hollow, Lily has had enough of only seeing the inside of their house. She grabbed her wand and a sweater in the intent to step outside for 5 minutes and see the sky for once.

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She shouted back into the house at her husband and his best friend who were, of course, worrying about her leaving the house and the baby in their hands.

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Remus sits down on the stairs leading up to the house. Dimly lit by the single street light.

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Silence spread between them and the only sound for a while is Remus’ soft crying.

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Lily: “I’ve been keeping an eye on him when he thinks we’re not looking- “

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Lily: “I mean you look like-…”

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Lily: “But…”

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He leaves and disappears in the shadows down the street.

The End