it’s a shame the movies didn’t include charlie weasley because
george mackay would have been the perfect fit with his stupid weasley sweaters and broad shoulders and brb im just gonna go cry
Suddenly, there is a great rumbling.
Over hill, over dale, through forest, through fog, they come. Some walk. Some fly. Some crawl. Some simply move deep within the bowels of the earth. They are massive in number, terrifying in their fury. They blot out the sun from the grass below. They nearly shake the earth from orbit with their rage.
They are the English majors.
They give a fuck about an Oxford comma.
I wonder if there are Quidditch “street rules” matches where everyone’s taking liquid luck and all spells are fair game
do not pity the dead harry. pity the living. and above all, pity those who leave the theater before the credits are finished completely rolling on a marvel film
JUST LOOK AT THEM
BEING ALL HAPPY AND SHIT LIKE
I GOTS THE WATERMELON
LOOK AT ME BEIN’ A BATRITO
THEY’RE SO FUCKING CUTE
AND THEIR WINGS ARE SO PRETTY
AND LOOK AT THEIR LITLLE FACES
AND THEIR WEIRD LITTLE NOSES
AND THEIR LITTLE CLAWS
AND THE AWKWARD WAY THEY WALK
DOESN’T THAT JUST MAKE YOU FUCKING MELT?