thatssocrates:

the thing that really worked about harry, hermione, and ron was that they were all the uncomfortable third friend

#yes 

i AM GOING CRAZY IVE BEEN HOME FOR NEARLY 2 WEEKS AND I CANT DO ANYTHING BUT LAY IN BED BECAUSE IT HURTS TO MOVE AND NOW THAT IM BETTER BUT I STILL CANT DRIVE BECAUSE IM NOT SUPPOSED TO AJKFSKJHDA I AM GOING MAD FUCK IM SO BORED I NEED BOOKS

annaolphant:

id hit up barnes and noble during the purge

“May the force be ever in your favor, Harry.” — Gandalf (The Chronicles of Narnia)

cocoalou:

fucking sing along!!! part TWO - another random assortment of songs that you kind of have to sing along to….. // listen 

1. i would walk 500 miles - the proclaimers  2. total eclipse of my heart - bonnie tyler 3. come sail away - styx  4.  summer nights - john travolta and olivia newton john 5. in the air tonight - phil collins 6.  the safety dance - men without hats 7. good vibrations - marky mark and the funky bunch 8. i’ll make a man out of you - mulan original soundtrack 9. carry on wayward son - kansas 10. ain’t no mountain high enough - diana ross 11. bye bye bye - ‘n sync 12. bennie and the jets - elton john 13. love shack - the b-52’s 14. respect - aretha franklin 15. blue (da ba dee) - eiffel 65 16. i dont wanna miss a thing - aerosmith 17. ice ice ice baby - vanilla ice 18. barbie girl - aqua 19. the final countdown - europe 20. tubthuming (i get knocked down) - chumbawamba  21. red red wine - ub40  22. (i just) died in your arms tonight - cutting crew 23. my girl - the temptations 24. a thousand miles - vanessa carlton 25. baby got back - sir mix a lot

tehjai:

steel-plated-hearts:

a kid at hogwarts who just wants to get a proper education but can’t focus because of all of the shit harry potter and his friends keep getting themselves into

Jenna B. Lacey, age eleven, knew exactly what she was going to do with her life.

She was going to go to Hogwarts, get top grades, and be the youngest female Minister of Magic by age 35.

It would have been a good plan, if she hadn’t been in the same year as Harry Potter.

*   *   *   

Year one started out great. She was sorted into Hufflepuff, did well in all her classes, and aced the exams.

A troll smashed its way through the study room she was in on Halloween, but that wasn’t going to deter her. 

*   *   *   

Year two was a disaster. People were getting petrified, and worse—the teachers had to herd them from place to place, which severely cut down on her library time. She had to study in the common room, which meant instead of a nice, quiet atmosphere, she got a soundtrack of nervous Hufflepuffs.

And on top of that, exams were cancelled. It was a disaster.

*   *   *   

Third year, she started to notice a trend.

First the troll, than the petrifications, and now dementor guards and escaped convicts. What did they all have in common? Potter.

After Black broke in and everyone had to spend the night in the Great Hall, interrupting Jenna’s last minute studying for a test the next day, she took to giving Potter angry looks in every class.

He did not notice.

*   *   *   

They announced the Triwizard tournament at dinner the first night of fourth year, and Jenna almost started crying.

Potter was going to take this one over. She just knew it.

And she was right.

Voldemort rose at the end of the year. She honestly didn’t know what she had expected.

*   *   *    

Fifth year brought Umbridge. She joined the DA because she was going to need a better background in defense, but that didn’t mean she was any happier about Potter.

She imagined it was him she was hexing instead of Zachariah Smith.

But, by the end of the year, focus on her studies was impossible. After Dumbledore left, it was complete anarchy.

Potter’s fault. Of course.

*   *   *   

Sixth year she started volunteering in the hospital wing. She needed a backup plan in case Potter fucked it up.

All seemed quiet, until they brought Malfoy in. It was apparently Potter’s fault, which surprised everyone except Jenna.

Later, she was peacefully studying in a little nook on the third floor when some Death Eaters and some other adults started dueling right under her nose.

This was the worst fucking school, honestly.

*   *   *   

They were calling it “The Final Battle.”

Jenna ran through the hall, dodging in and out of the children evacuating, until she saw him. 

“POTTER.”

He turned, startled. “Um—Jenna, right? We’re sort of busy—”

She grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him up until he was eye level with her. “If I’m not Minister of Magic by age 35, it is going to be entirely your fault and I’m going to hurt you.”

She dropped him and stormed away, leaving him to whatever he was doing. She had to fight this goddamn war so she could go back to her fucking studying.

*   *   *   

She became Minister of Magic at age 36.

Fucking Potter.

I think I just found the best Harry Potter fanfic

I fucked up
i miscalculated the amount of pasta i should have eaten and now i cant move help

Middle-Aged Harry Potter Books (x)
  • 15-year-old me: MOM I'm practically an ADULT ugggh you never let me do ANYTHING in olden times i could get MARRIED *eye roll into another dimension*
  • me now: for my birthday i want food and to stay on your health insurance

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