#harry potter sad quotes

[daddiesdrarryy]

Remus: I have a bad feeling about this, guys

Sirius: Oh don’t worry, Moony, you’ll be fine!

James: Yeah, what’s the worst thing that could happen?

Remus, being bailed out of jail the next morning: I hate you all

[reine-de-la-lune]

Remus: *smoking*

Regulus: that will kill you someday

Remus: yeah? Then I bet I'll die before you buddie

Regulus: Bet accepted

One year later

*On the tombstone of Regulus*

Remus: I think I lost the bet, didn't I buddie?

[simsim54]

ron: are you crying? harry: *holding a knitted sweater with a big "H" made by molly* no. harry: harry: well maybe a little, yeah

[severussnapemylove]

Severus; (to y/n) “I feel like you're getting sad about how stupid and aggravating people are. That is my job. Not yours.”

[myloveharry]

Peter: Why are Sirius and Remus sitting with their backs to each other?

James: They had a fight.

Peter: Then why are they holding hands?

James: They get sad when they fight.

[james-sunshine-potter]

James 'i don't care if people laugh with me or at me, as long as someone is laughing' Potter

[mxlfoydraco]

this is genuinely so fucking funny. harrys so emotionally overwhelmed that the only comfort he can think to offer is HERE SMELL HIM

[iwasoveronthwbenchh]

remus and sirius when james died:

[sillyxvixrk]

The way I'd give my soul for him

[moonlightdancer26]

Snucius Being A Perfect Match — A gift for my wifey @halfblood-princes-crown

GUYS!!!!!!! It’s the love of my life aka @halfblood-princes-crown’s birthday today! As my birthday gift to him, and because I know Snucius is his OTP, this is a “Snucius + Narcissa (with a side of Bellatrix and Regulus) being a chaotic duo/trio” post <3

Enjoy:

******

Snape: Petition to remove the ‘d’ from Wednesday 
Lucius: Wednesay 
Snape: Not what I had in mind, but I’m flexible

******

Snape: Why are you on the floor?
Lucius: I’m depressed.
Lucius: Also I was stabbed, can you get Narcissa, please?

******

Lucius: I love you guys, you’re the best thing that’s happened to me.
Snape: We’re the best thing that’s ever happened to you?
Lucius: Yes!
Narcissa: I’m starting to feel a little sorry for you.

******

Bellatrix: *Screams*
Narcissa: *Screams louder to establish dominance*
Lucius: Should we do something?
Snape: No, I want to see who wins.

******

Snape: How have none of you people hear what I just said? 
Lucius: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours. 
Narcissa: I got distracted about halfway through. 
Bellatrix: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

******

Bellatrix: I just ended a four year relationship.
Narcissa: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?
Bellatrix: Hm? Oh yes, I’m fine. It wasn’t my relationship.
*Snape and Lucius fighting from across the room*

******

Snape: There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous — an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet. 
Lucius:

Narcissa:

Regulus:
Bellatrix:

Rosier:
Everyone Else At Snape’s Surprise Birthday Party: 
Lucius: Severus… all I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

******

Snape: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Lucius: ‘Prettiest Smile’

Narcissa: ‘Nicest Personality’

Bellatrix: ‘Most likely to start a bar fight’

Regulus: ‘Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one’

******

Lucius: If there’s going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Snape: Of course, Lucius. I cannot flip this table by myself.

******

Snape: I think I’m having a mid-life crisis. 
Lucius: You’re 19 years old 
Snape: I MIGHT DIE AT LIKE 38

******

Lucius: You love me, right, Severus?
Snape: Normally, I’d answer yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

******

Snape: Lucius and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other’s-
Lucius: -sentences. 
Snape: Do not interrupt me.

******

Lucius: So that’s my plan.
Snape: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean.
Lucius: No, go ahead, I want to hear it.
Snape: It fucking sucks.
Lucius: First of all, that’s not constructive criticism.

******

Lucius: Severus, I only ever see you awake, do you ever take a nap or stop running? 
Snape: Oh, I’m always running 
Snape: The question is… (*dramatic Movie!Snape pause*) from what.

******

Snape: I’m a reverse necromancer.
Lucius: Isn’t that just killing people?
Snape: Ah yes, technicality.

******

Lucius: Severus, love, it’s your turn to wash dishes. 
Snape: I’LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD. 
Lucius: Fine, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

******

Lucius: You know, Narcissa and I are starting to regret showing you how that blender works. 
Snape, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

******

Lucius: Okay, help me please!
Snape: I have two words for you

Lucius: I bet they won’t be helpful.
Snape: Your problem.
Lucius: I was right

******

Lucius: Aw Severus! Look at you, getting all romantic with these candles!

Snape: Who said anything about being romantic?

Snape: Maybe I’m going to sacrifice you.

******

Lucius: You know, Severus, I can never tell if you’re insulting me or flirting with me.

Snape: If it makes you feel any better, me neither.

******

Narcissa: This is a catastrophe! The printer messed up the invitation! It was supposed to say “Lucius’s birthday!”

Snape: What does it say instead?

Narcissa: Lucius’s bi.

Snape:

Snape: Still works.

******

Lucius: *pretends to stretch*

Lucius: *puts arm around Snape’s shoulder*

Snape:

Snape: *pretends to stretch*

Snape: *smacks Lucius in the face*

******

Snape: Are you seeing someone?

Lucius, blushing: No, why?

Snape: I don’t know, I simply thought that perhaps you would benefit from seeing a therapist or something.

******

Snape: So, Lucius sent me an owl saying “your adorable” and I sent him one back saying “no, YOU’RE adorable.”

Narcissa: And?

Snape: And now we’re dating.

Narcissa:

Snape: We’ve been on six dates thus far and I have yet to tell him I was merely correcting a spelling mistake but I kind of like him so...

******

Narcissa to Lucius and Snape: This is such a bad idea.

Snape: Then why are you coming along?

Narcissa: One of us needs to be able to talk the aurors out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

[siriuslylovejegulus33]

Barty: You can't just sit here all day writting your sad boy emo gay poetry because James and you aren't together.

Regulus: Watch. Me.

[daddiesdrarryy]

Sirius: It’s no big deal, Prongs! I was feeling vulnerable. Moony’s a friend. And I leaned on him

James: It’s funny, Pads. I’ve leaned on friends in the past, like Wormtail. Never leaned so far my tongue fell into his mouth

[reine-de-la-lune]

Sometimes Regulus would write poetry, he would write stories and verses trying to express what he had inside him, he had this little notebook that had at least one poem for all his loved ones, he had maybe a few more for Sirius, but he had a whole notebook to write about James and what he felt for him with millions and millions of smiles and tears. When they died, those notebooks were hidden by Kreacher, who never managed to understand that he saw his little star in that big sun.

[made-by-moon]

Remus Lupin as things I wrote:

(About him meeting baby Harry for the first time, omg I'm cryinggg)

[falkendreamsxxx]

Do you ever think about how terrible Malfoy Manor was for Draco while Voldemort lived there?

“Windows.

The windows of my family's home had once been my favorite aspect of the architecture. Despite the dark walls, Gothic moldings, and ominous faces of Malfoys long since dead...the windows had been the Manor's saving grace, letting light shine in. It had been said by many that there were more windows than wall, more glass than stone, and I'd taken pride in that. The way the sun illuminated every room made up for the eerie shadows cast by clouds on stormy days.

At least, it used to.

Now, it was darkness. Always.

Despair and dread seeped from the walls as long black curtains blocked out any trace of natural light, as was the Dark Lord's preference, of course.

If there were shadows, they could barely be seen as one walked from room to room, as if night had taken over. Not even my bedroom was safe. What was once my sanctuary was becoming a dungeon, as the blackout curtains turned my canopy bed into a cell. Gone was the beauty that came with having arguably the best view of the entire estate.

From the east wing of the fourth floor, I had once been able to see the sunrise over it all: the maze, the gardens, the pond, the orchard, the vineyard, the stables, and countless trails leading into the surrounding forest... How cocky I'd been to think I'd be able to keep such a pleasant view; how idiotic I'd been to believe I'd be able to maintain any sort of pleasantry while living with and serving the Dark Lord. This was his home now. His fortress.

Like a fool, I escaped the confines of my room, traveled through the dark halls, down the stairs, and out the back doors...desperate to find peace in the daylight. Instead, I was greeted by a sun so obstructed that it could hardly be considered day. I'd been stupid to think the horror that came with the Dark Lord's presence was restricted to the interior.

Determined to make my escapade worthwhile, I walked between the excessively tall hedges that divided each section of the estate towards the stables. Stepping through the rose garden and around the pond, I knew something was off. Something was missing. Pressing forward, I walked past the herb garden and the maze across the pasture, with a great unease building in the pit of my stomach. Upon entering the stables, I knew.

Noise, that's what was missing. Movement, there had been none. I had not seen a single creature.

Gone were the peacocks that loved to wander through the rose beds; absent were the swans from the pond, and empty were the stalls of the stable that had once been filled with thoroughbreds. I didn't need to walk to the small owlery on the west end to know that it would also be devoid of life.

My thoughts of finding refuge among the Manor's various creatures were futile, and dead were my beloved pets; murdered by the Dark Lord's hand, I had no doubt.

Withdrawing beneath my walls and burying my sorrows, I looked up across it all, finding the windows of my bedroom. I thanked Salazar for one thing.

I had not been able to see through the windows.”

Light & Dark on AO3 and FFN

[fabulous-fic-quotes]

“Who’s your favourite March sister? I need to know”. Sirius already knew James’ was Jo, like his, and Peter’s was Beth. “Meg” Remus replied.

“It makes so much sense” Sirius commented, turning to his right side to look at him. “You’ve always resembled her, in my opinion”.

“Yours is Jo, isn’t it?”.

“Yes” Remus didn’t notice his bitter smile, too focused on the novel: Regulus had asked his brother the exact same question years before, after he’d finished reading the novel. Amy used to be his beloved. Sirius bet she still was. And it hurt to know that. Because to his question why she out of the four of them, Regulus had answered: ‘ Because she’s always the second choice ’.

Home is where the heart is - marssx