Emma Watson as Belle in a promo picture for Guilleromo del Toro’s upcoming Beauty and the Beast
I DIDN’T!!1 KNOW THIS WAS HAPPENING???
da-dang
Oh my gosh
She is BEAUTIFUL <3
you know, when i said i wanted the real world to be more like harry potter i just meant the teleportation and the butterbeer, not the entire plot of book 5 where the government refuses to do anything about a deadly threat so the teenagers have to rise up and fight back
Please read a different book
The one thing I do not like about Harry Potter is all that wand crap in the last book. It makes no sense. If wands changed loyalty like that then how does basically anyone own a wand. In the DA everyone was disarmed when they were practicing disarming spells so does that mean they all lost the loyalty of their wands? Maybe the wands somehow knew that was practice? Still I’m fairly sure at least Harry was disarmed outside of practice because didn’t wormtail disarm him when he showed up at the graveyard?
Also fine wands change loyalty when their owner is disarmed but I feel like that should only apply to the wand that the person is currently using. The loyalty of The Elder Wand changing it’s loyalty to Harry because he stole Draco’s other wand is just stupid. And how does Grandelwald just taking the wand from Gregorovitch, when he wasn’t even touching it, cause the loyalty to change? If that’s all it takes than why didn’t the loyalty change to Voldemort when he took it?
I feel like in order for the lore of the Elder Wand to make sense it the lore would only be able to apply to the Elder Wand and it would have to be 1 of 2 things.
1} The Elder Wand only changes loyalty through murder. Which means Grandelwald and Dumbledore never actually owned the Elder Wand they only possessed it. Voldemort became the true master of the Elder Wand when he killed Gregorovitch. I like this theory a lot because it makes the finale showdown a lot more badass because Harry didn’t beat Voldemort based on some fluke in wand loyalty but because he was the better wizard.
2} The Elder Wand desires to be possessed by the strongest witch or wizard it comes across. Which means it will change loyalty when ever a stronger witch or wizard takes it. I feel like this is more likely and would mean that it was loyal to Grandelwald when he took it and then later Dumbledore. I am unsure if it was ever loyal to Voldemort but I am positive it ended up being loyal to Harry I just don’t know when this would have been. I feel like it could have been the first time he touched it after fighting Voldemort, or maybe during the battle it became loyal to Harry, but maybe even early it choose Harry possible at the time of Dumbledore’s death or maybe even before.
Maybe it has something to do with their souls and/or magic flow? Like maybe the wand only takes to certain types of magic/souls? That would explain why the wand couldn’t be loyal to Voldemort…
can you imagine not being human & just living out your days as a weeping willow, though? beautiful? by the water? unburdened? ideal
I wanna be the one from Harry Potter that beats the shit out of everyone and everything
Hear me out. I’m not talking like Harry Potter-esque magic. No, I’m talking about slight of hand, blink and you miss the trick type magic.
Like, aliens would probably be so amazed or not? It’s just, humans are impressed by really weird things and I just want to see an alien react to their human friend doing slight of hand magic.
i think someone made a post like this but i’m not sure. and i dunno about aliens but streetmagic is fucking awesome to me
I wanna read this story…
Harry Potter AU where Harry is hiding in the cabinet in Borgin and Burkes. And he sees Lucius grab Draco with his cane. And he hears the hiss, “What did I tell you?” And he hears the quiver in the blonde boy’s voice, “Don’t touch anything.”
And Harry knows.
Because he’s used the voice that Draco uses for the past twelve years.
He knows.
Because now that he’s lived with the Weasleys for over a month, he knows that that’s not the way that a father’s voice should be.
He knows.
He’s heard Vernon use that voice over and over again, day after day, year after year.
And he knows.
And he acts.
Because really other than being a spiteful little git, at this point, Draco really hasn’t done anything to truly harm Harry. And Harry’s twelve. He’s still young, still innocent, easy to forgive, easy to let his “saving people thing” get the better of him.
He doesn’t do magic. Not really. At least, he doesn’t mean to. Well, he does. But he tries to stop himself. Though it’s not a very good attempt. Either way, the jars on the shelves all shatter, their contents falling onto Lucius’ head.
And Harry bursts out of the cabinet and he grabs a very startled Draco’s hand and he pulls him out of the shop. And they’re running down the dark, grim, streets. And it’s not long before they get lost since Harry doesn’t even know where they are, let alone where they’re going.
But Draco knows exactly where they are and so he tugs Harry down a road and around the corner and suddenly, they’re in Diagon Alley. And Harry’s shocked and confused because how could such a terrible place exist next to such a wonderful one?
But they don’t have time for that now because Lucius is charging after them, green spells bursting out of the end of his wand. And Draco lets out a scream and Harry (bless him) wonders aloud what kind of spells the green ones are.
And Draco is tugging his arm so hard that he thinks it’s going to come out of his socket. And the boys run as fast as they can, pushing through the crowd, and Harry’s probably apologizing and Draco’s screaming at him to move and apologize later.
And Harry sees the mob of red heads and he’s screaming for their assistance.
Fred and George spot him first, right as their mother is asking, “Where on earth could Harry be?”
“Found him,” the twins say.
Gasps. Screams. School supplies tumbling to the ground.
And Arthur and Molly, oh Arthur and Molly, veterans of the original Order of the Phoenix, drawing their strength from parental love, they don’t even hesitate. They grab Harry and Draco and Ron and Hermione and Ginny and Fred and George and Percy and they shove them into the nearest shop.
And the kids are all huddled together, Percy and the twins standing in front of the younger ones, and it’s Ron who manages to whisper, “What’s Malfoy doing here?” Before Hermione stomps on his foot.
And the duel!
The duel is fantastic.
Arthur and Molly verses Lucius.
Just close your eyes and imagine.
And soon Arthur is able to summon other Ministry workers. Including a strange looking man with a strange eye, a man whose skin is slightly darker than Hermione’s, and a girl with bright pink hair who is barely older than Percy.
The battle’s over before it even begins. These strange new people grab Lucius and Apparate away and of course he’ll buy himself out of trouble in no time but at least the immediate threat is gone.
Gilderoy Lockhart timidly steps out and squeaks that it’s a shame that he wasn’t there to stop the duel, that he knew just the hex that could have finished it.
The crowd falls into the streets, praising Arthur and Molly who are quite flustered by all of the attention. Fred and George are clapping their parents on their back, doing a sort of chant. Ron is bragging about how he managed to get a shot in (he hadn’t). Percy is excitedly talking to his father about the legal procedures that Lucius will face. Ginny and Hermione are going around, collecting all of the school supplies that they dropped. Ginny finds a rather unusual book but she dismisses it as something that her parents bought and stuffs it into her bag.
And Harry and Draco. Harry and Draco are staring at one another, not saying a word but having a conversation nonetheless.
Molly finally says that they ought to get back to the Burrow, away from this post-battle excitement. The kids all groan but she and Arthur push them back to the Leaky Cauldron so that they can use the Floo. Draco shuffles along, not knowing where else to go. It’s not until Molly gestures towards the fireplace with a smile that he realizes that his life is about to change.
From there…well…I’ll let you think of the possibilities…
I’m sorry but i need the 200k word fanfic on my desk by this evening. Them’s the breaks, i didn’t make the rules, you know.
I cannot believe that Hermione did not take advantage of that Rita skeeter’ article that said she was dating harry. I would be like HELL YES BITCHES I FUCKED THE BOY WHO LIVED, THE BOY WHO LIVED IS MY FUCKING SEX TOY! GUESS WHAT? HE ALSO DID DRACO MALFOY, 70% OF THE GRYFFINDOR HOUSE, YOUR SISTER, AND YOU ARE THE NEXT!
she could ask their friends to spread they also fucked harry potter to different prophet’ reporters until gets so ridiculous that it lost all credibility.
“Yes, I did the potter” -Viktor Krum
“Of course, Harry is so lovely” - Fleur Delacour
“I showed to him some nice stuff in the bath” - Cedric Digory (does not like to lie)
“He and Malfoy are often at each other” -Severus Snape and the entire Slytherin house
“At the same time” - Fred and George Weasley
“Harry truly is amazing, he is always gentle with us.” - Luna Lovegood with Neville Longbottom hiding behind her, nodding, mortified.
“Let’s just say that he can ride more than just a broom”- Oliver wood
“Let’s just say that he being able to catch the snitch with his mouth was not a coincidence” - Ginerva Weasley.
“He made us gay” - Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas.
Harry does not stop glaring at everyone for the entire school year, meanwhile Ron literally cannot stop laughing
At the end of the year Dumbeldore awards Gryffindor an additional five hundred house points for Harry’s achievements at bedding the entire student body, the other teachers all have their heads in their hands they are working in a ridiculous place of ridiculous people
yandereheroimagines
Anonymous asked:
when i saw this my eyes LIT THE FUCK UP like the lens flare meme
this is so blessed. no nsfw for this because, well, it just didn’t fit. I didn’t get so much into the illegal side of things.
I’m not super proud of this, but I’m not sure where else to go from here.
Mod Mic, signing off.
Context:
His response was cold and clear, so unlike the rest of his mutterings. “Don’t think for a second I’m not aware of why you really want to leave.”No matter how much you pestered him after that, he wouldn’t elaborate. Did he know?
“All right, then, I’ll just be on my way. Thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me. It’s been real.” You made your way to the door and had your hand on the handle before he spoke again.
“I’ll turn you into the police.” A pair of bloody red eyes burnt into the back of your neck and suddenly you felt hollow. So that was what Erasure felt like. You turned around. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck.
He was right behind you, like some slasher straight out of a horror movie. “What?” you squeaked. You didn’t dare turn around.
“You’re wanted. While you were here, I spent a little time digging through public records. Three counts of marijuana possession with intent to sell, two counts of public indecency, and fifteen counts of prostitution. You’ve been a real mattress, haven’t you? If you’re turned in, you’ll face a minimum of ten years in jail.” Aizawa rattled off, hair floating. One of his hands found its way to your shoulder. It was less of a don’t go and more of an or else.
“I did what I had to,” you choked out.
“Do you think the police will care about that?” His hair floated back down to his shoulders. “If they listened to every sob story that came their way, jails would be empty. Now, I’m sure you don’t want to spend time in a cold cell. Stay here. I’ll keep you off the streets, and you won’t get arrested. That’s a win-win if I’ve ever heard one.” Aizawa’s other hand made its way to your waist.
“All-all right.”
Somehow, you got the distinct feeling you’d penned a deal with the devil.
