HBP: How did Harry not realize the hand writing in the Half-blood Prince’s potion book was the same as the hand writing he had spent 5 years reading off a black board?
#For the main character of such a good book series #He really is an idiot #Ooh what is this long skinny broomstick shaped package? #ITS A BROOMSTICK NO WAY
#Slytherin house is a snake #heir of slytherin can talk to snakes #HMM I WONDER WHAT’S IN THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS #MAYBE IT’S A CHIHUAHUA #see this is why he’s not in ravenclaw
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My bet for Eurovision: Krum catches the Snitch, but Ireland wins.
Book club with authors
- Suzanne Collins: "Finnick and Annie returned to district 4 and had a child togeth-"
- JK Rowling: No no no! What are you doing, you can't let that character live. You have to be ruthless. You have to rip out the reader's heart.
- Suzanne Collins: But he really doesn't need to die
- JK Rowling: DO YOU WANT A BEST SELLER?!
- Suzanne Collins: Yes bu-
- JK Rowling: THEN KILL HIM
- Stephenie Meyer: Hey Jo maybe you could help me with breaking daw-
- JK Rowling: Be quiet Stephenie
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I get personally offended when people dreamcast Andrew Garfield as James Potter.
…or anyone who isn’t Remus Lupin, actually.
↳ I’ll follow you into the dark - Jily.
for today-is-pi.
I’m sorry I can only write sad stuff D:
I still think we should just disapparate, James”, Lily said, as they finished packing up the rest of their clothes. Outside, the Potters could hear the song of kids playing, laughing and running around with not a care in the world; if only they knew what could be lurking in the shadows…
chill went down her spine and she hugged Harry tightly, feeling his heartbeat against her chest. He was calm - much more calm than any child would be under so much pressure. While they’ve been ruining around all day grabbing all they could reach, Harry had stood still in his playpen, watching in utter silence. Only now Lily had wrapped her arms around him, just to make sure he wouldn’t leave.
“You know we can’t.” James’ voice broke. He leaned against the wall, that pressure over his chest taking control once again. “Last time they were onto us five minutes later. And we can’t risk disapparating with Harry with us.”
When he heard his name, Harry tilted his head even so slightly, his hand clutching Lily’s. Downstairs, they heard the sound of the door unlocking.
“Maybe it’s Sirius”, James said, more hopeful than he should be. They had been waiting for Sirius and his bike for the last couple of minutes, but so far there was no sign of his old friend.
For a moment it occurred to James that they may have gotten to Six first - Bellatrix had been on the hunt for his little cousin for a couple of months now and she wasn’t trying really hard to hide it. ‘Please God, let them not have reached Sirius’, James whispered under his breathe, as left the room, the wand on his hand. He was still hoping it was the right Black (or Remus - or even Peter), but luck wasn’t on his side.
“Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!” He yelled, running downstairs, the wand ready. He knew it would only gain them a couple of seconds; he knew there was little to no chance of getting off alive.
But he wouldn’t go down without a fight.
So young, to be fighting so many.
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