I know there are people who say all these things don’t happen and there are people who forget what it is like to be 16 when they turn 17 and I know these will all be stories someday and our pictures will become old photographs and we will all become somebodies mom or dad. But right now, these moments are not stories. This is happening. I am here. And I am looking at her and she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you are not a sad story. You are alive. When you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder and you’re listening to that song on that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear we are infinite.
I love it how when Snape draws out his wand there are audible gasps but when Mcgonagall draws her wand there people are screaming out of the way.
They just know better.
damn snape is piss-OH MOTHERFUCKING SHIT, MOVE OUT, CLEAR THE WAY, MCGONAGALL IS PISSED.
I will stop reblogging this when it stops being awesome.
"I’m the sixth in our family to go to Hogwarts. You could say I got a lot to live up to. Bill and Charlie have already left – Bill was head boy and Charlie was captain of Quidditch. Now Percy’s a prefect. Fred and George mess around a lot, but they still get really good marks and everyone thinks they’re really funny. Everyone expects me to do as well as the others, but if I do, it’s no big deal, because they did it first."