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"dobby can only be freed if master presents him with bbq"


"dobby can only be freed if master presents him with bbq"

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sirius black reciting catullus to remus in the original latin and remus just goes “mhm, alright then” until one day mcgonagall overhears and turns red in the face and gives sirius detention for a week, so remus looks up what sirius has been saying and what the fuck sirius cant just whisper porn in my ear in public

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lavender brown gets more hate for how she handles unrequited romantic feelings than snape does and i find that incredibly disturbing

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I was on a date the other night and the topic of Harry Potter came up, and I was trying to be all casual like, nbd, yeah, I read the books, oh sure, by all means let’s discuss Order of the Phoenix if you WANT, I in no way have a deeply resonant tattoo referencing that particular book and then I said, “Well, what’s interesting is if you read her original plotline notes…” Oops.

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'You could've taken anyone!’ said Ron in disbelief over dinner. ‘Anyone! And you chose Loony Lovegood?’
'Don't call her that, Ron,' snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join friends. 'I'm really glad you're taking her, Harry, she's so excited.'

as always, who is sentimental about their friendship? Not me, of course


'You could've taken anyone!’ said Ron in disbelief over dinner. ‘Anyone! And you chose Loony Lovegood?’

'Don't call her that, Ron,' snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join friends. 'I'm really glad you're taking her, Harry, she's so excited.'

as always, who is sentimental about their friendship? Not me, of course

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a muggle born first year interested in science at school going home in the summer and buying a load of text books off ebay. they love all of their new classes, the wonder and the fascination, but they miss their science lessons, too, the very limited look into the way magic works

and no-one has ever explained magic to them, the way it works, like how gravity keeps things on the earth and mirrors reflect light and that’s how we can see things in them 

reading all the physics text books they can, getting stuck and asking their folks back home to do more research for them, when things don’t make sense. eagerly devouring everything he can 

taking history of magic and arthimancy and ancient runes and everything they can that might give some insight into the core constituents of magic 

leaving the wizarding world after they graduate, taking night courses and summer classes until they can get muggle qualifications to get into university and study physics, excels, goes home and spends their free time trying to square away what they’ve learned with what they know they can do with a flick of a wand 

doing as much research as they can and then approaching - who? the ministry? education minister? keeps fighting through dismissal after dismissal, increasingly cruel as they get older

finds a muggle support group of sorts, friends them on facebook and twitter and starts talking about his work, meets someone whose dream had always to go into medicine and their frustration and bitterness and anger over the wizarding world keeping their magic and their cures, how they’d turned their back on magic and gone back into medicine, because fuck them if they thought they were going to abandon people who need them out of some ancient superiority complex 

founding the first ever Physics of Magic research party, tiny and fractured and “eccentric” but never giving up, forming alliances with other people, like a small section campaigning for magic to be desecretised to allow to healing magic to be used more widely 

just, the world changing 

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when McGonagall finds out that Ginny is pregnant, and that the Weasley and Potter bloodlines will converge, she marks on her calender the day the child will turn 11 and that is the day she retires 

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Emma Watson behind the scenes of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011)


Emma Watson behind the scenes of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011)

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  • Sirius: *holding baby harry*
  • Sirius: Aren't you a tiny little pup
  • James: That's a baby, Padfoot
  • Sirius: I know, that's what I said
  • James: A human baby

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No good deed goes unpunished.



This is me:


I’m the girl who got headbutted. You might recall this incident from a few years back with either a feeling of support and the urge to high-five me, or an intense dislike because I’m mad feminist, hell-bent on making up stories to demonise men. If you are not familiar with the story, I will give you the short version; I saw a man attacking his girlfriend and I stepped in to stop him, resulting in him headbutting me after a lengthly confrontation where he threatened to have me killed. The man was prosecuted. I made a post about it on my personal blog which had about two hundred followers. The post gained a monumental amount of attention, but a couple of months later, someone decided to ‘prove’ that I had made all of it up. I was the centre of an online witch hunt for months. I was threatened, bullied, laughed at and shot down whenever I tried to offer a rebuttal. I wasn’t too bothered, because the man had been sent to prison and I stayed in contact with the young girl who was very grateful that I had stepped in. It didn’t matter to me that a few thousand people thought I had made it up; I knew the truth, the police knew the truth and my friends and family knew the truth. I stopped using my blog and ignored all the mad comments.

But it continued. It snowballed dramatically. Before I go on, I can assure you that this happened. I promise. You can Google my name, Laurie Malyon, and you are one click away from finding numerous articles very clearly stating my attacker’s sentencing.

I’ve put up with comments and threats for almost two years now, and whilst everyone around me tells me to ignore it I can no longer sit back and watch people slander me on the Internet. I realise that I am utterly powerless in changing the opinions of 500, 000 people who are too lazy to spend five seconds doing some research on Google, but I’m going to give it one last go before I stop talking about this godforsaken controversy forever.

I did a good thing. I am proud to say that. I stepped in when many others would not have. It’s very easy to see something like that and pray that someone else stops it so you can remain a bystander, but there was no one else around to stop it when I saw it and I’ll be fucked if I’m ever going to sit by and watch somebody be harmed intentionally at the hands of someone else. I am still in contact with the girl. I see her perhaps once every two months, and she still thanks me every time she sees me. I helped her out of a situation that everyone was too scared to help me out of when I was her age. I stepped the fuck up.

The comments I have received about the situation make me very, very upset. I am a human with real feelings and I can read everything that people write. I’m put to shame on feminism blogs that read the ‘debunking’ post and didn’t think to research it. They say that I’m giving feminism a bad name by lying. They say that I’m an attention whore. They say that I’m an idiot for claiming to have stepped into a domestic situation because that can often make it worse. They ask if I’ve ever even heard of a domestic situation. They tell me I deserve to be in a domestic situation for lying. They say that I’m ugly. They say the amount of makeup I wear in my photos is silly and I look like a slag. Now forgive me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that absolutely negating the entire point of feminism? As a well educated and practising feminist, it is not the comments from men saying that they’ll ‘give me a real black eye’ that upset me, it’s the comments that are hateful and shaming from my fellow sisters.

A lot of people speculate (because I’m a loony feminist) whether or not I’d have stepped in if it were a woman beating a man. Of course I would have. Violence is violence and I completely agree that anyone attacking anyone should be stopped. Twisting it into this and challenging me on it creates even more diversion from the real issue. Why the hell are people trying to pick so many holes in my story? Was it really that difficult to believe that I was a normal girl, on her way to work, who simply stepped in when I saw someone in need? Why have I been questioned and scrutinised for two years? Surely the anger shouldn’t have been directed at me for posting about it, but towards the man who succeeded in assaulting two young women, entirely unprovoked?

I am not taking it any more. I am not remaining silent whilst people call me names and post about how I deserve to die. I am sick to the back teeth of being branded a ‘whore’ by feminists who aren’t really feminists if they’re using a word associated with slut shaming when nothing about my story even mentions anything sexual. I am fed up with being told by men that they’d rape me then give me a black eye with their dicks and how no one would believe me if I tried to get them arrested because I’m that mad man-hating feminist who lied about being headbutted.

I’m trying to undo all the unfair comments with this post. I’m speaking out to the 3.6 million of you who have read about the situation, whether I was portrayed as a do-gooder or a liar. I am asking you to share this so that I can attempt to clear my name. I understand that the post has spread like wildfire throughout the Internet in it’s entirety and that it’s unlikely I will get any kind of redemption from this, but even if this makes 100 people believe me I’ll feel a little happier about the whole situation.

I’d like to thank the masses of you who believed me and who have offered me your kindness and support from the start, and I’d also like to mention that the chap who ‘debunked’ my original post is on my side. He deleted his blog and apologised to me over a year ago. We went out for a burger to talk it over. We cool.

I googled her name, story checks out. Stop spreading lies about her people.

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did anyone ever find out why daniel radcliffe was walking all those dogs

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When you love two characters but they get paired together and their relationship just seems bland but the more you think about it, the more it seems creepy and toxic, and you want them both to just stop except there’s no hope of that because they die together married without pink hair

Fuck you, Rowling what message were you even trying to convey with them? “When you enter a relationship, and your partner seems uncomfortable with the situation and questions frequently whether or not you’ll be safe, physically and mentally, in this relationship, THE ANSWER IS TO GIVE UP WHAT MAKES YOU UNIQUE AND ALSO YOUR FIGHTING SPIRIT SO THAT YOU CAN MOTHER HIS CHILD EVEN THOUGH HE HAS REPEATEDLY SAID HE’S AFRAID OF HAVING KIDS FOR THEIR OWN GENETIC SAFETY.”

Yes, what a lovely message to use two of your strongest, smartest, and most potentially queer characters to convey through their miserable, dissatisfying heterosexual relationship that essentially involves everything that they previously dreaded occuring in their lives actually happening to them and being shown as a good thing by the narrative.

#I’m sorry the more I think about Remus and Tonks’ relationship #the sadder and more angry it makes me #like if it happened in real life to someone good for them I wouldnt critique #but the fact that it’s entirely deliberately set up by an author who made them express all the things THEY WOULD NOT LIKE #and then made them SUDDENLY WANT THOSE THINGS WITHOUT ANY CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT LEADING TO THESE CHANGES IN DESIRES #especially an author who is so fucking proud of her own ‘queer representation’ which is literally only existant through omission and nuance #who then takes these two one of whom is pretty much representative of an HIV/AIDS patient in the 80s-90s and his whole narrative is affected #and the other is comprised of lesbian stereotypes which are cleverly reversed and played with #and is full of genderqueer/intersex potential due to her metamorphmagi powers #and the fact that she refuses to go by her feminine given name #FOR CHRISTS SAKES ROWLING

#yes YES everything about this #the fact that she CHOSE this setup #this queer erasing completely ooc potentially abusive scenario #nausea coils in me tbh #because you know there are narrative choices had she made them that could have affirmed the queerness of both characters #while putting them together #in a beautifully genderqueer explosively subversive fucking-up-all-your-heteronormative expectations #fashion but instead she snaps them down and tramples them and they’re clinging to the shards of their possibilities and that #that is unforgiviable (via andimprouvaire)

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yeah seriously tell us how wizardry’s done in the new world tell me how the wizards from france and spain and britain stamped out the brujos and the medicine men and set up their own schools tell me what the fuck the british raj did to fucking india because the patel twins are going to school in scotland and what are they told about their history, tell me about native american kids learning to say wingardium leviosa with hate in their hearts and tell me about wizarding rabbis bickering about whether you can use potions on the sabbath tell me about the slaves on their ships with their wands broken, mouthing curses in the dark tell me about the runaways that made it with garter snakes wrapped around their wrists that told them when they tasted dogs in the distance, tell me about the underground railroad and abolitionists with unbreakable vows and home-spun invisibility cloaks and disilusionments, using obliviate, using imperio, knowing that they served a higher justice, tell me about what happened to black wizards in the fifties, about what gates they were storming in the sixties tell me about queer wizards taking love potions every morning in their coffee to stay married to their husbands and their wives because what else could they do?

the world only begins and ends with straight white christians if you don’t bother looking any farther than that and too many people don’t and i am tired, tired, tired


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You know the worst thing about writing marauders fanfiction? Having to check lunar calendars from the 1970s to know the full moon dates.

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so sometimes i think about harry potter being in the aurors and like

he’d never really thought about child protective services, muggle or otherwise, cause it’d never been relevant, right? like when he was a miserable kid he just thought that was what it was like being an orphan. but then he sees cases come through the department where parents are murdered and there’s kids sitting in their waiting room with copies of the quibbler and water waiting while an auror sits down with a family tree and tries to find whatever relatives this kid might have in the wizarding world, going back maybe even five generations to find anyone living and vaguely related to this child to drop them off with

and he goes to shit apartments in diagon alley after noise complaints and finds children who are black and blue with hexed, bleeding skin who insist they were just playing with a weasley’s wizard wheeze, no really mr. potter

and he thinks about how merope gaunt stumbled into a muggle orphanage and left them a child who would grow up learning fear was the key to harmony, and becoming a god meant safety

and really, how was the headmaster of a school the person who made the call about where he ended up, how was the system so haphazard that a man who wouldn’t be part of his life for another ten years got to make the biggest decision of his life

harry thinks about his cupboard

and then harry potter sits down with hermione and ron and neville (cause of course neville would want a stake in this) and says, “we need to change the wizarding world again.”

and they do.

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