“Oh, the Devil made me do it .” I have never made any one of them do anything. Never.
Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the fellowship of the ring.
– Great! Where are we going?
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Draco and Harry at their apartment (in a muggle neighborhood?)
(I know those pots over their heads are kiiiiind of um.. dangerous…. but they look pretty.. ^^)
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Another proof that Drarry IS canon!!!
MINDBLOWN
I LEGITIMATELY HAD THE BEST DAY TODAY!
So I go to this Mexican restaurant (Zambreros) and they have this card deal where if you buy a burrito, they mark it out on your card and you get your 10th meal free. Anyway! So I’m getting my amazing burrito and me and the lady behind the counter are having a decent chat. She wraps my burrito and I pay, she then picks up my card and puts 9 holes in it!! I’m sitting there so shocked because what is she doing? She then says “honestly, id give this one to ya for free but since my boss is in the back, I’ll just ensure your next one is. Have a lovely, stress-free day.”
WE DO NOT DESERVE PEOPLE LIKE THAT!! SHE LITERALLY MADE ME SO HAPPY AND I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR HER KINDNESS!
Australia is awesome
Here’s to the places. To the school with moving staircases and the secret passageways. To the forest where no one dared to step, to creatures that lurked among its trees. Here’s to the bank with vaults of gold and the alley of shops that houses it. Here’s to No. 4 Privet Drive, to the Three Broomsticks, to the Ministry of Magic. To 12 Grimmauld Place and the Burrow. Here’s to the house where two parents died and the Dark Lord disappeared, the house where a story was born.
Here’s to the houses. To the lion’s roar and the eagle’s cry. To badgers and serpents. Here’s to gold and red, to yellow and black. Here’s to blue and bronze, to green and silver. Here’s to the Quidditch games and rivalries. The hourglasses and the founders. Here’s to Gryffindor and Slytherin. Here’s to Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.
Here’s to the items. To the letters carried by owls and the necklace that turned back time. To miniature dragons and golden balls with wings, to a hat that can sing. Here’s to the photographs that move and the potion that makes you lucky. To self-correcting quills and screaming plants. To golden coins and self-scrubbing dishes. Here’s to Butterbeer and the Daily Prophet. To Bertie Bott’s and Firebolts.
Here’s to the people. To the boys who died too young: the wolf, the stag, the rat, the wolf. To the woman with hair that changed colors. Here’s to the twins, the herbology teacher, and the house elf with a love for socks. Here’s to the professor who could turn into a cat. Here’s to the potion’s teacher who was corrupted by love and the ghost who lived in the bathroom. Here’s to the boy who lost his toad, to the girl with six brothers, and the Ravenclaw girl who loved her friends. Here’s to Voldemort. To Draco and Dumbledore. Here’s to Cedric, and Cho, and Fleur. To Hermione and Ron. Here’s to the Boy Who Lived.
Here’s to the story. To the stone and the chamber. The prisoner and the goblet. Here’s to the order, the prince, and the Hallows. Here’s to “Always.” To “All was well.” Here’s to the lightning scar. To Harry Potter.
Here’s to 20 years.