So Gorgeous

My name is Harry. I have to be completely honest, I’m not exactly sure what to put in this letter. What do you even write to a stranger that you’ve never met before? My friend recommended me to this program and said that I should branch out more. I don’t get out of the house much, so maybe that’s one of the reasons for it. And it’s not that I don’t have a lot of free time, people just tend to exhaust me sometimes.

            Is it like that where you are? I can only imagine that it must get overwhelming in there sometimes. Do you get a lot of free time? You mentioned that you liked to read, what books exactly?

            I’ve never been that big of a reader personally, even though I work as a freelance writer. Is that hypocritical? I don’t think so, but some people think otherwise.  

God, I'm so so late but here is my assignment for 2022 Tomarry BigBang!

Quotes are from the wonderful fic You've got mail by B_R_M. Completed fic is not uploaded but I hope to see the whole fic someday. (If you are curious, you can see the summary at @tomarrybigbang)

HOLY CRAP THIS IS AMAZING

Second version of sculpture Harry done! This time, inspired by the Gorgon creature :D

can we please get a snippet of the Grindelwald!Harry AU?? Maybe Gellert tracks Harry down and like wants to apologize for being absent but Harry’s like you’re not my dad!! And Gellerts like o.O my son hates me so much that he won’t even acknowledge me.

orrr something about exactly WHY everyone thinks Harry’s Gellert son

Or literally anything. I’m obsessed

This is the first thing that popped into my mind 😂

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“I’m sorry - what?”

Albus took a calming sip of his tea, humming in appreciation at the pleasant taste, before placing it back on the saucer and looking at the young man across from him. There was nothing of Gellert in him, not in looks or personality or even in the flavour of magic that emanated from him; and it only solidified the suspicion in his mind that this was not the long-lost son of his old friend.

Certainly, Gellert never would have allowed such a…gobsmacked look to cross his face.

Amusement bubbled merrily in his gut at the expression on Harry, though. This was a man that had never learned or never cared to mask his emotions before, and it was refreshing to witness someone so unashamed or concerned over how he was perceived.

Albus had been spending far too much time around politicians lately.

“I said that for someone rumoured to be Gellert Grindelwald’s son, you were remarkably easy to find.”

Harry’s eyes - a brilliant, lovely green - suddenly narrowed and sharpened. He still did not resemble Gellert, but the abrupt shrewdness of his gaze was as dangerous as it was compelling. Albus hid his smile behind the rim of his cup.

“Grindelwald.” It wasn’t even a question, just a flat repetition.

“Oh yes,” Albus said, more jovial than the situation perhaps warranted. “The wizarding world is positively abuzz with news of your existence. It’s quite a scandal.”

“But I’m not Grindelwald’s kid,” Harry replied, with such aggressive honesty that it made a well of fondness appear in Albus’ chest. Truly, it seemed he had stumbled across a wonderful gem of a human being. Even just this brief conversation told him all he needed to know about young Harry’s character.

He took another sip, waiting deliberately to see where this would go.

Harry inhaled, his lips already opening to say more - when he just stopped and huffed. His eyes pierced Albus, and some weary amusement snuck on the other’s face. “And you know that,” Harry said, rolling his eyes and sighing. “You just wanted to see how I’d react.”

Marvellous! Not only a sincere man, but one with a clever mind. There was a temper there, Albus had been able to tell that after Harry’s initial response to his arrival - the bright burst of anger in his eyes when he first saw Albus, the way the green darkened, his jaw clenched and his fingers twitched - but it was tempered by such an overwhelming blanket of kindness and good humour.

He should get out of the office more often.

people love to shit on the failings of a classic protagonist in favor of more interesting side characters but what appeals to me about a harry potter is that he’s a huge bitch

They're bombing Al Shifa AGAIN. The hospital was barely functional. But because it was serving people in any capacity, they decided to bomb it, force everyone out, and then hunt them in the streets. The zionazi terrorists will not stop until every Palestinian in Ghazzah is dead or displaced. Its been 6 months of zionist terrorism and mass destruction. And it will continue until the zionist terrorist entity falls. March 18th 2024.

Harry: As a general rule, I try not to make fun of scared little orphan boys who grew up during the height of two world wars. But due to EVIL, Voldemort is an exception, and him going around hissing at shit all over Hogwarts to try and find the Chamber of Secrets will always be funny to me.

My roman empire is the scene in the fifth Harry Potter book where Dumbledore talks to Harry about the prophecy and how Harrys pain shows him that he is still human and Harry is starting to scream in anger, hurt and frustration and starting to throw things around the office, screaming at Dumbledore that in this case he doesn‘t want to be human, he wants it to end, he wants the pain to go away.

And instead of giving that boy, that child, a hug and telling him his feelings and his anger are valid and justified, Dumbledore sends him back to the Dursleys, while everyone, characters and readers, expect him to instantly get better and be able to fight against Voldemort again.

This book is so long and this is the conclusion that was made?

Minister (Dark Lord) Tom x Personal healer Harry

Tom: Do you know why I summoned you here, Harry?

Harry, sighing: Because I accidentally sent you an unfinished copy of Ron’s insanely sexual love confession to Hermione?

Tom, stopping himself from pouring a second glass of wine: What? Weasley wrote that?

Harry, finally noticing the wine, candlelit table, and dinner for two: Uhh, yeah. Wait, what did you think it was?

thinking about lightning.