haveabiscuit-potter:

accio-percabeth:

BUT DO YOU REALIZE WHAT THIS MEANS

HARRY POTTER HAD SO MUCH RESPECT FOR THAT AMAZING WOMAN THAT THE MOMENT SHE WAS DISRESPECTED HE WAS FILLED WITH SUCH A POTENT RAGE HE WAS ABLE TO CAST AN UNFORGIVABLE CURSE

Okay so I never (like… never) put captions on posts. I’m breaking my own rule for this one.

This scene makes me so fucking emotional and it just reinforces the fact that Minerva McGonagall is such an important (yet drastically forgotten and overlooked) character and person in Harry’s life.

The only other person Harry on whom Harry tried to use the Cruciatus curse was Bellatrix, right after she killed Sirius.

The indignation and hatred Harry felt toward Amycus Carrow spitting in Professor McGonagall’s face equalled that of Bellatrix killing his godfather.

I could go on about how much of a mother figure McG was to Harry for ages (like hELLO SHE WAITED ALL DAY SITTING ON A WALL IN HER ANIMAGUS IN LITTLE WHINGING TO SEE WHERE DUMBLEDORE WAS LEAVING BABY HARRY AND THEN TOTALLY TOLD HIM OFF BECAUSE SHE KNEW THE DURSLEYS WOULD TREAT HIM LIKE SHIT).

But the fact that this scene was left out of the final film - that Harry fucking torturing a Death Eater was deemed not important enough - makes me so angry because this scene shows so much of his character and his deep love and admiration for such an important person… And we all know that Dame Maggie Smith would have killed this on screen.

casmopolitan:

i bet remus doesnt know whether to be proud or embarrassed right now but i know for sure james and sirius will never let him forget about the time his son snogged a girl so much it was in the paper

Hogwarts Founders
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meggannn:

nah but remember in the early hp fandom days when those “what hogwarts house are you in” quizzes were all like

1. what would you describe yourself as??

  • a leader
  • a smarty pants
  • the teacher’s pet
  • a bully

2. what do you like to do in your free time??

  • jump off buildings!!
  • read quietly in the library
  • hold my friend’s books while they read quietly in the library
  • crucio no0bs

inksplattersandearlyhours:

"Fred Potter, I actually let your mother name you after the bravest man she knew, instead of making it all about me. Now promise me that you’ll take a picture of McGonagall’s face when she realises the prankster legacy you and James plan to live up to. Awesome. High five.”

forlupin:

*james potter voice* lets give our son the best middle name. named after the best quidditch player and garishly handsome man i know. me.

livesandliesofwizards:

Neville’s office isn’t in the castle.  Well, there is technically a room assigned to him (third floor, fifth door on the right, mind the re-located portrait of Sir Cadogan).  But if you needed help with your Herbology assignment or were sent to see the Head of Gryffindor House about that parakeet you snuck into the fifth floor girl’s toilets, you would never find him there.

Neville had a small cottage near the greenhouses.  There had been some grumbling about its creation when Neville first started teaching, but it was hard to argue with the Minister’s favorite advisor who just happened to be a hero.  So the cottage was built and young Mr. Longbottom and his new wife moved onto the Hogwarts grounds.

There was a steady stream of students coming in and out of the little house during class breaks.  Some carried odd potted plants, some looks of guilt etched on their faces, and some simply dropped by to say hello.  The windows had bright curtains and the chimney always cheerfully puffed smoke.  It was hard not to feel welcomed by the cozy exterior.

Things were different after night fell.  Students still weren’t allowed to wander the grounds at night, but everyone turned a blind eye to those who knocked on the cottage door under cover of darkness.  These students carried no gifts and bore no cheery smiles.  Their faces were tear-stained or bruised or fearful.  They were hunched over, trying to make themselves as small as possible.  They knocked on the door with shaking hands and trembling lips. 

When they entered they would find a crackling fire, a squashy armchair, some of Hannah Longbottom’s famous ginger biscuits and a steaming cup of tea.  And they would find Professor Longbottom, smiling kindly.  He heard stories of homesickness, of bullies and taunts, of fears and failures.  He dried tears and patted backs.  And most importantly, he listened.  

He might quietly find a bully and intervene.  He might Apparate from the Three Broomsticks to the nearest Muggle town and place a call to a concerned parent.  He might consult with Madam Pomfrey on the best way to help manage the anxieties of an overwhelmed fifth year.  He might simply sit and give a firm and thoughtful piece of advice.  But this is not why students came to Professor Longbottom’s house when life was bleak and Hogwarts was too much to bear.

They came because he had once, so many years ago, been like them.  And because they, unlike him, would never have to be alone.

(written and submitted by ppyajunebug. This is another very sweet submission from this author. ppyajunebug’s wizarding world always feels like ultimately a good place, where wrongs are righted and people do kind things. It’s an inviting, pleasant look at canon; thank you, ppyajunebug!)

bonnyanne:

snape making fun of tonks’ patronus changing 2 match remus likE HAVE U SEEN UR OWN PATRONUS U FUCKING SHITTY WANKSTAIN OF A HUMAN BEING

SJ.