Does… does it hurt? Dying?
Quicker than falling asleep.
""We’re allowed to bring guests," said Hermione, who for some reason had turned a bright, boiling scarlet, "and I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it’s that stupid then I won’t bother!"
Harry suddenly wished the pod had flown a little further so that he need not have been sitting there with the pair of them. Unnoticed by either, he seized the bowl that contained the pod and began to try and open it by the noisiest and most energetic means he could think of; unfortunately, he could still hear every word of their conversation.
“You were going to ask me?” asked Ron, in a completely different voice.
“Yes,” said Hermione angrily, “But obviously if you’d rather I get off with McLaggen …”
There was a pause while Harry continued to pound the resilient pod with a trowel.
“No, I wouldn’t,” said Ron, in a very quiet voice. Harry missed the pod, hit the bowl, and it shattered."
regulus black, unappreciated bamf extraordinaire
Marauders Appreciation Week [1/7] - One Order Member
The school greeted Minerva McGonagall’s return with delight. Minerva threw herself into her work, proving herself a strict but inspirational teacher…. The death of Dougal McGregor, however, although traumatic, seemed to free Minerva. Shortly after Voldemort’s first defeat, Elphinstone, now white-haired, proposed again during a summertime stroll around the lake in the Hogwarts grounds. This time Minerva accepted. The marriage (cut tragically short, though it was destined to be) was a very happy one. The accidental death of Elphinstone from a Venomous Tentacula bite, three years into their marriage, was an enormous sorrow to all who knew the couple. Minerva could not bear to remain alone in their cottage, but packed her things after Elphinstone’s funeral and returned to her sparse stone-floored bedroom in Hogwarts Castle. Always a very brave and private person, she poured all her energy into her work, and few people - excepting perhaps Albus Dumbledore - ever realised how much she suffered. [x]
Art to Film: Harry Destroys the Diary
Then, without thinking, without considering, as though he had meant to do it all along, Harry seized the basilisk fang on the floor next to him and plunged it straight into the heart of the book. There was a long, dreadful, piercing scream. Ink spurted out of the diary in torrents, streaming over Harry’s hands, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhing and twisting, screaming and flailing and then.. he had gone.
"I’ll teach the lot and treat them just the same."
AU where Harry is brought up by Sirius and Remus.
Harry swaggering into Hogwarts at age 11.
Harry trying to lean back in his chair like he’d seen Sirius do.
Harry knowing all the secret passage ways in his very first year itself.
Harry knowing the perfect hexes for Malfoy.
Harry pretending to be really embarrassed by Remus teaching them in 3rd year, but secretly feeling delighted when he finds the rest of his class thinks he’s the coolest teacher they’ve had.
Harry getting howlers from Sirius announcing the next Weird Sisters concert.
Harry fiercely defending werewolves.
And most importantly, Harry who is happy and loved. Harry who has someone to go home to. Harry who has someone to talk about his teenage woes to. Harry who grew up knowing what wonderful, brave people his parents were.
And that sound is my heart shattering into a million pieces.
“To the Dark Lord
I know I will be dead long before you read this but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match you will be mortal once more.
Reasons I would willingly go to school for an extra 7 years than needed: