a movie in which all the main characters are unknown actors but all the background characters are really famous actors
"The Third Task," Goblet of Fire
I love Fleur Delacour, okay? See the boy. Want the boy. GET THE BOY. KEEP THE BOY FOREVER AND DON’T CARE IF THE BOY GETS MAULED BY A WEREWOLF.
mixed race harry potter
black hermione granger
gay remus lupin
what if we took the minority metaphors and made them explicit instead of slappin them on straight white people what if
Hogwarts started doing a student exchange program between the houses. Once a year, four unfortunate students would be selected and then placed in one of the other three houses for two weeks to “experience new things and better understand your fellow students.” Seriously, imagine how much fun we can have with this headcanon.
“Why is it always so dark in your guys’ dorms all the time? And p-please get that snake away from me.”
“Do Gryffindors have to be so loud ALL THE TIME? I’m trying to study!”
“I mean I sneeze and I get bombarded with two dozen ‘bless you’s! And if one more person tries to give me another passionate hug or asks me if there’s anything I want to talk about, I’m going to hex someone!”
“I DON’T KNOW WHERE VANISHED OBJECTS GO, I JUST WANT INTO MY BLOODY ROOM!”
best part, you could tell which houses the persno came from and which house they were talking to.
yeah seriously tell us how wizardry’s done in the new world tell me how the wizards from france and spain and britain stamped out the brujos and the medicine men and set up their own schools tell me what the fuck the british raj did to fucking india because the patel twins are going to school in scotland and what are they told about their history, tell me about native american kids learning to say wingardium leviosa with hate in their hearts and tell me about wizarding rabbis bickering about whether you can use potions on the sabbath tell me about the slaves on their ships with their wands broken, mouthing curses in the dark tell me about the runaways that made it with garter snakes wrapped around their wrists that told them when they tasted dogs in the distance, tell me about the underground railroad and abolitionists with unbreakable vows and home-spun invisibility cloaks and disilusionments, using obliviate, using imperio, knowing that they served a higher justice, tell me about what happened to black wizards in the fifties, about what gates they were storming in the sixties tell me about queer wizards taking love potions every morning in their coffee to stay married to their husbands and their wives because what else could they do?
the world only begins and ends with straight white christians if you don’t bother looking any farther than that and too many people don’t and i am tired, tired, tired
Do you know who I think is the ugliest girl in school?
That Hermione Granger
You know what I’d give her on a scale of 1 to 10, with 1… 1 would be the ugliest and then 10 is pretty…
I would give her
Not over a 9.8
Because there is always room for improvement
Not everyone’s perfect like me
That’s why I am holding out for a 10
Because I’m worth it
do you think sneaking out is ever a problem at hogwarts? like beyond secret passages to hogsmeade for late-night hogsmeade.
imagine there’s this small muggle scottish town not far from hogwarts. just a quick broom hop.
and some especially rambunctious muggleborns start hanging out around there. they sneak out on days no one’s looking for students, quidditch matches and hogsmeade weekends.
sometimes they go to the little movie theater and the workers are always baffled. this town isn’t exactly a tourist spot, but every so often, a group of kids just show up out of nowhere. there’s a core few, but there’s always at least a couple who watch these movies like they’ve never even heard of the concept of the moving picture before. and they just sit there with their eyes wide and these big smiles.
and they always go out to eat after, but never to a restaurant, no. they go to the convenience store and wipe out the junk food and candy aisle. and they carry the leftovers like they’re going into hibernation.
sometimes it’s just a couple of them. they sit at the cafe and the waitresses all eavesdrop on them because they say the weirdest things like “it’s so nice to eat without wax dripping on our heads, eh?” or “you look kind of different under electric lighting. i’m not used to it.”
their only friend in town is the guy who works in the music shop. they hardly ever buy anything, but the guy plays the newest music for them whenever they stop in. he fills them in on new albums and singles that just came out. a few girls ask about one tv show. he doesn’t pry, but once one of the teens told him they just “don’t have access to this stuff”
sometimes they just sit in the park all day, drinking soda and eating candy bars, and just read magazines, with more piled around them.
it’s not that they wish they weren’t at hogwarts or that it’s a prison to break out of. sometimes being surrounded by magic can just be too much. they get homesick for a whole other way of life.
PotterFacts 7/404 | The Chamber of Secrets
"Gilderoy Lockhart is the only Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher to have no connection at all to Voldemort."
That’s because even Voldemort has a certain demand for skill and competence
Just one of those things that I always wondered about. Stags and otters are all very well, but what if you end up with a tiny chameleon or giant blue whale? I mean, it could be a giant tub of nutella…
Anyway, so glad I got around to doing this pic -drawing the less attractive animals was awesome.
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