Fandom: Sirius Was Such A Good Friend, He Was So Sweet And Supported The Other Marauders

He sent it to sirius unsigned but sirius knew his hand writing 🥹

Regulus wrote this when Sirius ran away

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Harry who has a big, fluffy, black dog called Padfoot of course with a red and gold shiny collar, who's loved by almost everyone in the neighbourhood as he's always roaming it due to Harry's lack of free time to be home, meets Draco who just moved in, in his animagus form and chase him up to a dark alley which Draco takes as a chance to get back to human form and make his escape, but the dog seems to like him more than want to eat him and keeps wanting to play and snuggle, and from then on they start being besties and play all the time in either animagus form or human form.

And then one day during Draco's usual morning run he's waiting for Padfoot to join him when he finds him so cheerful running around and wagging his tail as Harry Potter of all people scratches his head, looking so tired and sleepy but so happy to see his dog too, and Draco is so surprised, he doesn't know why he must've though so, who else choses red and gold but a former Gryfindor, who happens to be the savior of the wizarding world.

If Tom riddle went to McGonagall instead of slughorn

Tom: you see professor I was in the restricted section-

McGonagall: and why were you in the restricted section ,riddle?

Tom: I was doing a research.

McGonagall: and the whole library wasn't enough for you?

Tom:....

McGonagall: who signed you a form to enter it?

Tom: professor slughorn...

McGonagall: show it to me

Tom: wellll I will go and get it

McGonagall: detention.

Heard some important information on Twitter today, and thought I’d post it here for anyone who may not have heard it. This is actually a thing, devised by human rights organisation called Karma Nirvana.

Reblog to save a life?

“My OTP is perfect, they literally complete eachother-“

Ok and mine literally destroys eachother. They’re like Hades and Persephone. Never have you seen a love more luscious, a love more intense- but with it comes suffocation. Obsession. Possession. My OTP is like the moon and the sun, never one without the other, but never at the same time- and in the rare case that they are together, their meeting is so intense that it blocks out all the light. My OTP is like fire and water. They don’t complete eachother, they threaten the others existence. In the words of harry potter- “neither can live while the other survives”. My OTP is slowly ripping itself apart. My OTP would rather rip themselves apart than be apart from eachother.

My OTP does not belong together, but they sure as hell don’t belong apart.

on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt