#harry’s new book

[didthekingdieyet]

where is the netflix documentary about the 25 people harry says he killed during his military service

[mysharona1987]

[sparrowlucero]

this is the iconic dinosaur horror jurassic park wishes it was

[captainjonnitkessler]

Someday the "if you still read Harry Potter fanfic you are LITERALLY funding transphobia" crowd is going to realize that Brandon Sanderson tithes to the Mormon church and that's probably when I'll just delete my account

[silvaltano]

Krum, Krum, Krum Krum Krum!

I'm going to make a series of drawings of HP characters as they are in films and how I see them in the books.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The Savoy Cocktail Book, 1930 (Prohibition or not). Written by Harry Craddock, famous for his Savoy Hotel cocktails. Illustrations by Gilbert Rumbold. He offers advice for drinking a cocktail on page 9: "Quickly … while it is laughing at you!"

1st and 2nd photos: abe books 3rd photo: abaa.org

[cormancatacombs]

[lulublack90]

Prompt 13 - Hot Chocolate

@wolfstarmicrofic December 13, word count 353

Snow was falling outside. The fire was crackling merrily, and Remus had a new book to curl up with on this perfect winter's day. The only thing missing was a nice mug of hot chocolate. 

He got the pan out to heat up the milk. He set it on the hob to heat and went in search of the tin of hot chocolate. He found it in the cupboard with the tea things. Opened the lid and nearly cried. It was empty. 

He growled as he turned to turn off the pan of heating milk. He would gut whoever put the empty tin back in the cupboard. His money was on James. That man was a disaster. 

He left everything as it was, too annoyed to put anything away and tried his hardest to relax with his book. Eventually, he gave up and watched the snow fall out of the living room window. 

He thought about going out and buying more hot chocolate. He’d have to get bundled up and go and find his muggle money, but he’d never settle without it. 

Remus had just hauled himself out of his chair when the front door banged open. Sirius walked into the house, covered in snow and wrapped head to toe in Effie's homemade knitted items.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Sirius’s voice was muffled by his scarf. He took it off, along with his coat, gloves and hat, before shaking his hair out. That’s when Remus noticed the carrier bag by his feet. 

“Did you go to the shop?” He asked hopefully. Sirius grinned at him. 

“Couldn’t find your hot chocolate, huh?”  

Remus rushed forward as Sirius plucked the familiar red tin from the shopping bag. 

“I love you,” He gushed, kissing Sirius chastely on the lips and rushing off to the kitchen to finally make his hot chocolate. 

“Make me one too, will you?” Sirius called after him as Remus busied himself with opening the tin and carefully measuring out far more of the chocolate powder than the tin said to use. He couldn’t wait to finally get to do what he’d planned to do.  

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latest bind!! if we were lovers by @reggieblk

i read this over christmas and was OBSESSED like was sneaking off to read it during family time obsessed. she came in at like 700 pages and i had to physically wedge her into my guillotine for trimming, but i’m so proud of her!! the covers didn’t come out perfect (but then they never do LMAO) but i’m pretty satisfied!!

bound in peel and stick green flocking, gilded with bronze toner foil and gold htv for the cover!

i did indeed mess up the title, cut it out, and then iron it on all without realizing. but let’s not talk about that LMAO. i swear to god i didn’t just decide to rename the fic i had one of the biggest brain farts ever known to man.

[iamnmbr3]

Remember that time in book 5 when Harry saw Theodore Nott, didn't know who he was (probably bc he doesn't hang out with Draco that much) and didn't care but then saw him in the library talking to Draco and immediately found out his name from Hermione?

His Draco obsession is so real. No wonder no one took him seriously in book 6.

[formulas-fatal-to-your-mom]

[mysharona1987]

[refugiodafada]

“People are gonna tell you who you are your whole life. You just gotta punch back and say, "No, this is who I am”

Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, the stoic November 13 2005, british, slytherin

[fltrmoon]

how do i find moots on this app to form lifelong friendships based on irrevocable trust and care even though we have never met irl

[cimerran-714]

Well, as many people love to claim that Ron's not at fault for abandoning the Trio in Deathly Hallows (some Ron stans instead prefer to shift the blame to Harry instead by reading things out of context), I thought I'd analyze the entire scene here.

So, to start with, I really like Ron. But I do not think that you have to excuse everything a character does in order to like him. Now, Ron fans would probably just claim that I am lying about liking Ron, but I don't care about that.

Let's get started, shall we?

“So, would he have hidden the sword well away from Hogsmeade then? What d’you reckon, Ron? Ron?” Harry looked around. For one bewildered moment he thought that Ron had left the tent, then realized that Ron was lying in the shadow of a lower bunk, looking stony. “Oh, remembered me, have you?” he said.

Okay, so it begins with Harry looking for Ron, and he notices him lying next to a bunk "looking stony". He makes a comment asking whether Harry's remembered him.

Now, how does Harry respond to that?

"What?” Ron snorted as he started up at the underside of the upper bunk. “You two carry on. Don’t let me spoil your fun.” Perplexed, Harry looked to Hermione for help, but she shook her head, apparently as nonplussed as he was. “What’s the problem?” asked Harry.

Harry's understandably confused. He says "What?" and then exchanges a look with Hermione, who's similarly perplexed. And then, Harry asks him again what the problem was. He just says "What's the problem?" and nothing else.

“Problem? There’s no problem,” said Ron, still refusing to look at Harry. “Not according to you, anyway.” There were several plunks on the canvas over their heads. It had started to rain. “Well, you’ve obviously got a problem,” said Harry. “Spit it out, will you?

Ron refuses to elaborate & just says that according to Harry, there's no problem. Harry replies by asking him to "spit out". Well, that maybe he considered rude, but how would you even respond to it? They were discussing Horcruxes & Ron's talking about how the others "remembered" him now, that Harry shouldn't let him "spoil their fun", and that Harry doesn't think there's a problem.

Considering the context, it's a valid thing to say.

Ron swung his long legs off the bed and sat up. He looked mean, unlike himself. “All right, I’ll spit it out. Don’t expect me to skip up and down the tent because there’s some other damn thing we’ve got to find. Just add it to the list of stuff you don’t know.” “I don’t know?” repeated Harry. “I don’t know?”

Ron looks unlike his usual self as he then implies that he doesn't care about what they had found out, and that it's Harry's fault. That's why Harry repeated the same thing. He was just surprised and shocked.

Plunk, plunk, plunk. The rain was falling harder and heavier; it pattered on the leaf-strewn bank all around them and into the river chattering through the dark. Dread doused Harry’s jubilation. Ron was saying exactly what he had suspected and feared him to be thinking. “It’s not like I’m not having the time of my life here,” said Ron, “you know, with my arm mangled and nothing to eat and freezing my backside off every night. I just hoped, you know, after we’d been running round a few weeks, we’d have achieved something.

Ron talks about how the Horcrux hunting wasn't similar to his expectations.

Again, Harry responded calmly:

"I thought you knew what you’d signed up for,” said Harry. “Yeah, I thought I did too.” “So what part of it isn’t living up to expectations?” asked Harry. Anger was coming to his defense now. “Did you think we’d be staying in five-star hotels? Finding a Horcrux every other day? Did you think you’d be back to Mummy by Christmas?"

For Harry using the phrase "back to Mummy", remember that Ron agreed to come to help even though Harry said that they shouldn't, and now he's upset that it's not working out & is sulking. Anyone would have gotten angry. Seriously, Ron just makes it sound as if Harry forced him to come along.

"We thought you knew what you were doing!” shouted Ron, standing up, and his words pierced Harry like scalding knives. “We thought Dumbledore had told you what to do, we thought you had a real plan!” “Ron!” said Hermione, this time clearly audible over the rain thundering on the tent roof, but again, he ignored her. “Well, sorry to let you down,” said Harry, his voice quite calm even though he felt hollow, inadequate. “I’ve been straight with you from the start, I told you everything Dumbledore told me. And in case you haven’t noticed, we’ve found on Horcrux—”

Ron's words are scathing, but remarkably, Harry is STILL calm in his response. He's composing himself as he explains to Ron that he did tell them everything that he knew.

"Yeah, and we’re about as near getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them—nowhere effing near in other words.” “Take off the locket, Ron,” Hermione said, her voice unusually high. “Please take it off. You wouldn’t be talking like this if you hadn’t been wearing it all day.” “Yeah, he would,” said Harry, who did not want excuses made for Ron. “D’you think I haven’t noticed the two of you whispering behind my back? D’you think I didn’t guess you were thinking this stuff?"

Well, Hermione IS being unfair by blaming it on the locket. We do know that Ron left even after he removed the locket, and like Harry said, they were whispering behind his back.

Further on:

"Harry we weren’t—” “Don’t lie!” Ron hurled at her. “You said it too, you said you were disappointed, you said you’d thought he had a bit more to go on than—” “I didn’t say it like that—Harry, I didn’t!” she cried. The rain was pounding the tent, tears were pouring down Her- mione’s face, and the excitement of a few minutes before had van- ished as if it had never been, a short-lived firework that had flared and died, leaving everything dark, wet, and cold. The sword of Gryffindor was hidden they knew not where, and they were three teenagers in a tent whose only achievement was not, yet, to be dead. “So why are you still here?” Harry asked Ron. “Search me,” said Ron.

Read the last part. Harry asks him why he's still there and Ron replies by saying that he doesn't know. THAT is when Harry asks him to leave; Ron made it clear that he does not even want to remain there any more.

Remarkably, Harry is STILL replying calmly when he asks him to go home.

"Go home then,” said Harry. “Yeah, maybe I will!” shouted Ron, and he took several steps toward Harry, who did not back away. “Didn’t you hear what they said about my sister? But you don’t give a rat’s fart, do you, it’s only the Forbidden Forest, Harry I’ve-Faced-Worse Potter doesn’t care what happens to her in there—well, I do, all right, giant spider and mental stuff—”

Ron talks about how Harry doesn't care about what happens to Ginny.

And incredibly, Harry is STILL calm.

“I was only saying—she was with the others, they were with Hagrid—” “Yeah, I get it, you don’t care! And what about the rest of my family, the Weasleys don’t need another kid injured, did you hear that?” “Yeah, I—” “Not bothered what it meant, though?”

“Not bothered what it meant, though?” “Ron!” said Hermione, forcing her way between them. “I don’t think it means anything new has happened, anything we don’t know about: think, Ron, Bill’s already scarred; plenty of people must have seen that George has lost an ear by now, and you’re supposed to be on your deathbed with spattergroit, I’m sure that’s all he meant—” “Oh, you’re sure, are you? Right then, well, I won’t bother myself about them. It’s all right for you two, isn’t it, with your parents safely out of the way—” “My parents are dead !” Harry bellowed

There you go. Ron insults Harry's parents greatly by talking about how his parents are "safely out of the way". At this point, Harry, who has been remarkably calm overall, loses his temper.

Honestly, you know what happens after that. Harry responds to him by asking him to essentially fuck off, and Ron begins to escalate it physically and attack Harry (a fight was averted by Hermione's shield charm).

And then Ron left even AFTER having removed the locket. Don't blame it on the locket, it's a weak excuse.

So, to summarize:

Ron started the argument.

Harry replies in a mostly calm manner.

Ron insults Harry's dead parents upon which the latter finally loses his temper.

Ron leaves after removing the locket.

Yeah, sorry, I am still 100% going to blame Ron here.

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