#theweasleys

[lostdrarryfics]

Hi! I hope you're doing well. I'm looking for a post war drarry fic, on AO3, it's complete.

- Lucius is insane and has been torturing Narcissa and Draco. I think narcissa died already.

- Draco's tortured at the manor by Lucius.

- To cope with the torture, Draco does this thing where he manages to get out of his body (no one can sees him) and goes outside to a forest i think.

- In the forest he met a werewolf pack and Harry is the leader and the only one who can see Draco.

- It took draco awhile to let Harry knows whats going on with him but when harry finds out, him and his pack is planning a rescue.

- Harry is sort of a recluse i think, he doesn't really talk to theweasleys or ron and hermione, or at least not often.

That's all I remember, sorry to bother you, have a great day!!

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[multimagicalfandom]

Just finished this one movie with James Phelps, called "Patchwork" after I have been hearing a lot about it from my followers on Instagram. I have never felt more awkward while watching a movie, but at the same time I could't stop laughing 😂

[lifeinbrick]

Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts crossover, anyone???! 😁😊 #lego #harrypotter #fantasticbeasts #newtscamander #hogsmeade #georgeweasley #fredweasley #theweasleys #legoharrypotter #fantasticbeastsandwheretofindthem #legohogsmeade #crossover #legostagram #wizardingworld #wizards #toystagram #instalego #legophotography #legominifigures #minifigures #afol #toy #toys #toyphotography https://www.instagram.com/p/CWF5zuZL6ka/?utm_medium=tumblr

[criesindrarry]

blue hair is the way to percy weasley's heart

percy hates his red hair. he hates what it represents, he hates how vibrant it is, he hates how it makes him stand out in a crowd. percy weasley does not hate his family, only the fact that his family is poor and red hair had become a "weasley trait". oliver wood had perfectly normal brunette hair. he didnt stand out in a bad way like percy did, so percy took to finding a charm to change his hair color to something more normal. one freezing cold november afternoon he checked out way too many books on transfiguration and took them up to his room to read. oliver was going over a quidditch play book when percy entered the room with more books than he looked capable of carrying, and set them all on his desk. "little light reading, weasley?" the redhead rolled his eyes as he sat and opened the first book. "do you even know how to read, wood?" the brunette chuckled softly as he set the play book aside and walked over to percy to look over his shoulder at the books. "we don't have that much transfiguration homework, holy shit what are you trying to do?" oliver's face was right next to percy's and it caused the weasley to momentarily lose his train of thought. wood smelled like a quidditch pitch, parchment, and chocolate and it took everything in percy to think straight. "i- um- need a color changing charm for my hair." percy's mind was screaming 'anything but the truth! lie to him!" but oliver just felt practically intoxicating and he couldn't think of a lie fast enough. "why? i like your hair." confusion was evident in the other boys voice as he gently ran his fingers through percy's red hair. he told himself it meant nothing, percy told himself to not overreact or do something stupid, but he gently leaned into the other boys touch without meaning to. "its ugly and too weasley, i want to make it brown like yours." he felt no need to lie at this point and honestly he probably would've felt bad if he did lie to the one person he actually enjoyed talking to. "mine is boring and ordinary but if you really wanna change it i know a charm." percy stood up so fast oliver took a few steps back out of pure surprise. "can you do it? can you make it like yours?" he didn't mean to sound so desperate but he really was and even oliver, who was as dense as they come, could tell. "but i like it like this, makes you stand out you know?" the redheads face settled into a frown as he sat back down in his chair. "fine. i'll figure it out myself" oliver sighed as he grabbed his wand from his bed and pointed it at the weasley's hair before muttering "colovaria" and watching the weasley's hair turn dark blue as he stood back up. "there." he said with a smile before he turned his hair the same color. "i said brown, are you color blind?" percy said with annoyance thickly laced in his voice so he could avoid telling oliver he looked beautiful. "its close to brown! brown is boring, we can stand out together." that took a moment to register but once it did percy was a dark red color. "you want to stand out together?" he asked softly and replaced the annoyance in his voice with confusion. "of course! plus blue hair makes you look even more beautiful." percy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "you think i'm beautiful?" he choked out quietly as he felt his hand being taken by the other boy. "you dont think you're beautiful?" the weasley shook his head gently as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "i can't believe oliver wood looks like that and has the audacity to call me beautiful." the taller of the blue haired boys frowned as he entwined their fingers and pulled percy closer to him. "oh shut up, you're more beautiful than i could ever dream of being." percy couldn't believe what he was hearing and his silence seemed to be the right answer because moments later oliver took his other hand and pressed a gentle kiss to his pink lips.

i'm such a whore for perciver leave me alone pls i find them adorable

[wizardswheezez]

Harry: I'm so tired.

Snape: You're too young to be tired.

Harry: You're too old to be alive but here we are.

[thenerdycarat]

Year 1: Ch. 3

By the time Colleen returned to the compartment Valerie, Harry, and Ron were all waiting for her, dressed in their uniforms. Colleen took note of her brother’s robes and giggled how short they were when they were revealing his shoes.

After the boys stuffed the last of the candy stash in their pockets, the group exited off the train onto the platform. Colleen immediately shivered in the cold air, and a light in the distance was floating towards them.

“Firs’ years!” a voice boomed. “Firs’ years over here! All right there, Harry?”

A man much taller than average with a thick, brown beard appeared from the darkness. A smile rested on his face, giving off a friendly presence.

“C’mon, follow me,” he instructed the new first years. “Any more firs’ years? Mind yer step, now! Firs’ years follow me!”

Everyone followed behind him down a dark and narrow path. It was hard to see where they were, and the only source of light was the little lantern in front of them. Colleen wasn’t usually afraid of the dark, but she felt uneasy. Out of habit when she got scared, she grabbed Ron’s hand.

Was his hand always this small? And when were they so soft?

A finger tapped her shoulder. “I’m behind you, sis,” Ron said.

Colleen looked over at whom she was holding hands with. A boy a few inches shorter than her had locked eyes with her, and she began to blush.

“Sorry,” she whispered, then let go of the boy’s hand.

The boy just shyly chuckled as Colleen’s cheeks felt hot.

“Yeh’ll get yer firs’ sight o’ Hogwarts in a sec,” the tall man said, “jus’ round this bend here.”

The first years finally could see what he was talking about, and across a sparkling, moonlit lake a castle illuminated by golden lights shone in the distance.

“No more’n four to a boat!” the man instructed as he guided them to fleet of boats floating against the shore of the lake. Harry, Ron, Valerie, and Colleen carefully settled into a boat as Neville and Hermione went to another boat where the boy Colleen had accidentally held hands with had climbed into with a boy with darker skin.

He met her gaze again, and she could see his features had freckles sprinkled on his face. He smiled at her before blushing and breaking eye contact.

“Everyone in?” the man shouted, now in his own boat. “Right then – FORWARD!”

All at once, the boats simultaneously moved forward. A few mutters of excitement escaped the first years’ mouths, and the castle seemed to grow taller as they sailed closer to the castle.

…

As soon as the children were off the boats, they headed to the doors of the castle. The man used his massive fist to knock the door three times, and they flew open. A witch in emerald-green robes greeted them with a stern look on her face.

“The firs’ years, Professor McGonagall,” the man introduced them.

“Thank you, Hagrid,” she replied. “I will take them from here.”

She opened the door wider and guided the new students through the entrance hall. Flaming torches lined the stone walls, the ceiling was so high that it almost deemed to disappear, and the students passed a marble staircase leading to the upper floors.

They made a right and were guided passed a large room where hundreds of Hogwarts students were patiently sitting at four extremely long tables. McGongall lead the first years to a smaller chamber, and they crowded in.

The professor then faced them. “Welcome to Hogwarts,” she said. “The state-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your Houses. The Sorting is very important because, while you are here, your House will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your House, sleep in your House dormitory, and spend free time in your House common room.

“The four Houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each House has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn you House points, while any rule breaking will lose House points. At the end of the year, the House with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever House becomes yours.

“The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.”

She looked over the children again before continuing. “I shall return when we are ready for you. Please wait quietly.”

She then left the room.

“How exactly do they sort us into Houses?” Harry asked.

“Some sort of test, I think,” said Ron. “Fred said it hurts a lot, but I think he was joking.”

“That’s because he was,” Colleen chimed in. A few chuckles sounded from behind them.

Ron just rolled his eyes at his sister.

For the next few minutes, the only talkative one seemed to be Hermione as she discussed the different spells she had learned and when she thought she would use them. Colleen had done something similar, but she didn’t consider herself an overachiever. She had practiced a few transfiguration spells and charms memorized by heart for her personal reasons.

Valerie was silent the entire time, hands interlocked in front of her and shoulders shriveled up.

“Are you alright?” Colleen asked.

“I guess,” she whispered. “It’s just all very new to me. Harry and I never grew up around magic, and I’m scared.”

The strawberry-blonde girl placed a hand on her shoulder. “I am, too. But it’s okay. I think as we learn, we’ll learn not to be so afraid.”

Valerie said nothing but gave her new friend a soft smile.

All of a sudden, a few of their new classmates screamed. When they looked up, multiple ghosts had emerged from the wall behind them. Two of them seemed to be arguing, and a round monk was rambling about something. One of the ghosts noticed the group of first years, but they were quiet.

“New Students!” exclaimed the Fat Friar was a smile. “About to be Sorted, I suppose?”

A few students nodded.

“Hope to see you in Hufflepuff!” he continued. “My old House, you know.”

“Move along now,” a voice commanded. “The Sorting Ceremony’s about to start.”

McGonagall had returned, and the ghost all began to disappear back into the wall.

“Now, form a line,” she instructed the students, “and follow me.”

All of the children followed suit, Colleen behind her brother and Valerie behind her. They entered the hall where the older students were sitting at the tables, and Colleen took note of the floating candles. She and her siblings have grown up around magic their whole lives, but she had never seen anything like this. Golden goblets and large dinner plates sat empty in front of each student. The ceiling above them appeared to be open and looking up at the night sky.

“It’s bewitched to look like the night the sky outside,” Hermione whispered. “I read about it in Hogwarts: A History.”

The professor stopped the group in front of a platform, another long table with what seemed to be teachers sitting there. A stool stood in the middle of the platform, and sitting on the stool was an old, tattered wizard’s hat. It was pointed, but it had seen better days given the frayed fabric and filth covering it in patches.

The hat then twitched, and a rim near the bottom opened its mouth and began to sing:

“Oh, you may not think I’m pretty.

But don’t judge on what you see,

I’ll eat myself if you can find

A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black,

Your top hats sleek and tall,

For I’m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can cap them all.

There’s nothing hidden in your head

The Sorting Hat can’t see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave at heart,

Their daring, nerve, and chivalry

Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,

Where they are just and loyal,

Those patient Hufflepuffs are true

And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

If you’ve a ready mind,

Where those of wit and learning,

Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin

You’ll make your real friends,

Those cunning folk use any means

To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don’t be afraid!

And don’t get in a flap!

You’re in safe hands (though I have none)

For I’m a Thinking Cap!”

Everyone in the hall burst into applause. Colleen couldn’t help but laugh, which caught the attention of the boy she had held hands with a few minutes prior. She could see him more clearly now. He had a head of dark brown hair, freckles sprinkled across his nose, and a pair of ocean blue eyes that disappeared when he smiled. Colleen wanted thought he would be an annoying one, but she couldn’t help but smile back at him, hoping the incident at the look would somehow disappear from his memory.

“So we’ve got to try on the hat!” Ron whispered. “I’ll kill Fred, he was going about wrestling a troll.”

“You can plan it later, Ronald,” Colleen piped up. “Let’s focus on what’s happening now.”

With a scroll in hand, Professor McGonagall stepped foreword.

“When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted,” she said. “Abbott, Hannah!”

A girl in blonde pigtails came foreword and sat down on the stool. The hat was placed on her head. After a silent pause, the hat screamed “HUFFLEPUFF!”

The students at the Hufflepuff table cheered loudly as they greeted their new Housemate.

“Bones, Susan!”

“HUFFLEPUFF!”

“Boot, Terry!”

“RAVENCLAW!”

The Ravenclaw table roared in applause.

“Brocklehurst, Mandy!” Another Ravenclaw.

“Brown, Lavender!” A girl with light brown hair came foreword and was placed as the first Gryffindor. Colleen and Ron could now see their older brothers welcoming her.

“Bulstrode, Millicent!”

“SLYTHERIN!” The Slytherin House applauded.

“Crabbe, Vincent!”

“SLYTHERIN!”

Valerie poked Colleen’s shoulder and whispered, “What House do you think I’ll be in?”

Coleen took a quick look at her friend. Valerie had the physical looks of a Slytherin, but Colleen was never one to judge a book by its cover. She always tried to see the very best in people, and Valerie didn’t seem to have one unkind bone in her body.

“Well, I think you could fit in with Gryffindor or Ravenclaw,” she responded in encouragement.

“Dursley, Valerie!”

The girl froze. Colleen and Harry gave her soft nudge foreword, and she trudged to the stool. The Hat was placed on her head.

Silence.

A few whispers from the other students began to float around. After about maybe ten minutes, the Hat screamed, “GRYFFIDOR!”

Valerie marched her to that House’s table with a smile on her face.

“Finch-Fletchley, Justin!”

“HUFFLEPUFF!”

“Finnigan, Seamus!” The boy whom had been smiling at Colleen came foreword and took his place on the stool. It was quiet for about a minute before the Sorting Hat screamed, “GRYFFINDOR!”

“Goyle, Gregory!”

“SLYTHERIN!”

“Granger, Hermione!”

“GRYFFINDOR!”

“Longbottom, Neville!”

Neville nearly tripped as he went up to the stool. After a few moments, “GRYFFINDOR!”

“MacDougal, Morag.”

“RAVENCLAW!”

“Malfoy, Draco!”

A pale boy with slicked-back blond hair strolled his way to the stool, and Colleen immediately recognized him from passing by him in Diagon Alley.

The Hat had hardly brushed his head when the Hat screamed “SLYTHERIN!”

Only a few first years were left.

Moon, Nott, and Parkinson were sorted. A pair of twin girls named Parvati and Padma Patil were sorted into Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and then Perks was sorted into her house.

“Potter, Harry!”

The whispers whipped around the Hall as the boy in glasses took his turn to be sorted. Once the hat was placed on his head, it went quiet again for a few moments.

“GRYFFINDOR!” the Hat screamed.

Colleen could hear Fred and George chant, “We got Potter! We got Potter!” As he took his seat by Valerie.

“Thomas, Dean!”

“GRYFFINDOR!”

“Turpin, Lisa!”

“RAVENCLAW!”

“Weasley, Colleen!”

She hadn’t realized she was holding her brother’s hand, so she let go of it and made her way to the stool. Once she sat down, the professor placed the Hat on her head.

“So, we have another Weasley,” a voice whispered, almost startling her. “However, I can’t put you in Gryffindor. Yes, you’re a Weasley, but you’re different. You’re potential lies elsewhere. I think the best place for you is RAVENCLAW!”

Her new House applauded for her as she walked over to them. Catching a glimpse of her brothers at the Gryffindor table, Fred and George gave her a thumbs up with nods, Percy had his eyebrows furrowed, and Ron just looked as if she had killed Scabbers. Colleen just shrugged and sat down.

“Weasley, Ronald!”

Her brother’s face went from shocked to terrified as he went up to be sorted.

“GRYFFIDOR!”

Colleen silently clapped for her brother as the last first year, “Zabini, Blaise” was sorted in Slytherin.

[mafiamundi]

Last day of the amazing challenge created by @taryndraws #harrypotterweek and the prompt is 🏡 home. ------------ Última entrega de este reto creado por la increíble @taryndraws con la palabra 🏡Hogar como disparador. Se terminó la Harry Potter Week pero también les cuento que alguito nuevo relacionado a esta historia viene en camino :misterio:

[heymxrvel]

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- moonchild 🌙

[bananasareblue4]

Arthur: God, have a sense of humor Molly!!

Molly: I married you. DIDNT I??

[nightbusmessages]

In Harry Potter...

Why is Bill Weasley called Bill if his name is William. How does William become Bill?

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[anijig]

Hey y'all! Don't forget to tune in this week as we come to our official close with the Wizarding World of Harry Potter. Tis a bittersweet fairwell to a childhood and young adult favorite, that has served - and continues to serve - as a reference meter and personality trait.. The saga may be over but for those of us still waiting on our Hogwarts letters, Hogwarts will always be our home #thesorrynotsorrygenerationpodcast #tsnsgen #harrypotter #wizardingworld #horcrux #houseelf #dobby #kreacher #theweasleys #Lupin #tonks #madeyemoody #severussnape #mcgonagall #dumbledore #horcrux #orderofthephoenix #dumbledoresarmy #voldemort #malfoymanor #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #slytherin #bookreview #moviereview #reviewpodcast #magic #yerawizardharry #millennialpodcast #bymillennialsformillennials #sorrynotsorry https://www.instagram.com/p/ClAkMgsuX-4/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[nerdandlace]

"Give her hell from us." -George Weasley. And this is why Fred & George are a personal favorite. They are mischievous and they don't apologize over it. I was so freaking excited to get him as my day 12 of my @originalfunko #harrypotter #adventcalendar! #christmas #christmascountdown #funko #popfunko #wizardingworld #georgeweasley #theweasleys https://www.instagram.com/p/BrU80sdgvrD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1qehj12lcpuga

[wizardswheezez]

Harry: what do you call a cow that plays a guitar?

Liam: what?

Harry: a moo-sician

Liam: ...

[wolffoflamancha]

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets Illustration series Illustration 3 - Burrow . . #harrypotter #art #illustration #potterhead #chamberofsecrets #harrypotterandthechamberofsecrets #magic #theburrow #burrow #weasleys #theweasleys #gnome #gnomes #fredandgeorgeweasley #fredandgeorge #ronweasley #artistsoninstagram #instaart #instaartist #bookillustration #harrypotterart #harrypotterfanart #wizardingworld #wizardingworldofharrypotter https://www.instagram.com/p/BqsJNIwB5dc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1oprl6k0v24rd