There is a box of photos of the DA.
They begin at it’s first meeting in the Hog’s Head, with Harry looking regal as he explains its purpose, Hermione watching Harry as if to see if he’ll say her words, or his own, and Ron glaring daggers at anyone who looks about to say something rude in the face of the stoic child soldier talking.
There are photos of meetings, with Neville falling backwards onto pillows, Luna delighted over her first patronus, Harry looking at his students’ progress and looking older than a fifteen year old has any right to.
There are photos of the six DA students in the hospital wing after their night in the Department of Mysteries, beat up and bloody, Ron and Neville hosting new scars, Hermione journaling frantically and trying to figure out what it all means, Ginny’s hand on Harry’s back as he mourns Sirius.
There are photos of Neville’s recommencement speech, rousing students from all four houses and telling them the importance of defending themselves, photos of Luna sitting with a group of second years and explaining why they aren’t learning this in class anymore, photos of Ginny demonstrating a Shield Charm so perfect it sparkles in the stale air of the Room of Requirement.
There are photos documenting student injuries, tiny cursive underneath explaining the circumstance of every Crutiatus Curse.
There are photos of fourth year Hufflepuffs perfecting the Sectrumsempra curse on a Room of Requirement dummy, looking angry but proud.
There are photos of the Battle itself, of Death Eaters falling and students sobbing against walls, of teachers rallying their students like troops and siblings choosing sides.
The photos stop with one of Antonin Dolhov, with green light shooting towards the boy holding the camera.
Neville keeps all of Colin’s photos in his office. On the days where he wonders why he’s teaching at all, he pulls them out to watch the student’s side of the Second Wizarding War.
And he remembers.
umm harry wouldnt have the kids, and a lot of the things that happened wouldnt its called murphy’s law; but like in all honesty yeah it could work
You know if Albus and Scorpius had just Time Traveled back to Voldemort’s birth, they could’ve saved hundreds of lives. Like name one downside to killing baby Voldy. Potters live, the Fallen Fifty live, Harry isn’t an orphan, Teddy isn’t an orphan, no war, nothin.
The nose is a double barrel snotgun.
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Because we’re Delta Airlines, and life is a fucking nightmare~
Loose,
Footloose,
All of your feet are loose.
Feet,
Loose feet,
You’re going to lose your feet
Reblog if you want a terrible, 3 sentence fan fiction in your ask, based on your url
taken from @victoryrpr
“ who do you think you are? “
“ wait , did you just say you love me? “
“ please just … leave me alone. “
“ i’m so happy! “
“ is this a gift for me? “
“ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! “
“ i love you. “
“ shut up! shut the fuck up! “
“ who told you that?! i didn’t say that! “
“ w — what? “
“ … i’m sorry. “
“ what? ME have a crush on YOU? whaaaaaat?! haha! what? pfft … shut up! “
“ bitch , guess what? “
“ oh my god … “
“ fuck you to fucking hell! “
“ man … go to hell. “
“ what did you just send me? “
“ what did you just say? “
“ they’re totally checking you out right now. “
“ jealous?! i’m not jealous! “
“ are you jealous? “
“ wow … you’re hot when you’re angry. “
“ wow … your smile is breathtaking. “
“ you’re so stupid. “
“ okay! that’s it! put your dukes up! “
“ you don’t want me. “
“ question , you’re not dating anyone , are you? “
“ let me take you out on a date. “
“ i swear to god i’m going to scream at the top of my lungs. “
“ no! don’t tickle me! “
“ i’m not good for you , trust me. “
“ no offense but i’m out of your league. “
“ so , how does it feel to know me? a blessing , isn’t it? “
“ … why does this card say ‘ happy 3rd birthday ‘? “
“ so what will it be tonight? “
“ please , let me listen to celine dion in the dark in peace. “
“ i don’t love you. “
“ you don’t love me. “
“ … is there something you want? “
“ you know , you’re really cute. “
“ god , just let me fucking love you , you idiot! “
“ shh … don’t cry. “
“ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “
“ DON’T YOU DARE! DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! “
“ hello darkness my old friend … “
“ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? “
“ i wish i knew how to talk about it. ”
“ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ”
“ i don’t want to be alone anymore. ”
“ i wish i could hate you. ”
“ take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while. ”
“ i need you to trust me. ”
“ i missed/miss you. ”
“ she/he won’t listen to me. ”
“ let me do this for you. please. ”
“ is there anything else you want to say to me? ”
“ tell me something happy. ”
“ promise me. ”
“ i just want/wanted to help. ”
“ let me explain. ”
“ i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me. ”
“ i’m on your side. ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ please, tell me you have a plan. ”
“ stay with me tonight. ”
“ don’t go. please. ”
“ i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be. ”
“ talk to me. ”
“ i did what i had to do. ”
“ we can’t keep going on like this. ”
“ i’m just tired. ”
“ i’m scared. ”
“ it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it. ”
“ it’s better to expect disappointment. ”
“ hope is dangerous. ”
“ i like seeing you smile. ”
“ you look beautiful. ”
“ be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”
“ i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ”
“ i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up. ”
“ have a drink with me. ”
“ she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice. ”
“ you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ”
“ can i help you? ” “ i thought you’d like this. ”
“ do you wanna get out of here? ”
“ walk with me? ”
“ well, shit. ”
“ change isn’t easy. ”
“ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ”
“ i guess being angry was/is just easier than being sad. ”
“ what did you want to tell me? ”
“ it was supposed to be simple. ”
“ you’ve got blood on your shirt. ”
“ you can stay with me. ”
“ what did you want to show me? ”
“ i miss ____ more than i thought i would. ”
“ i don’t like to talk about it, but i wanted you to know. ”
“ shut up. please. ”
“ fuck off. ”
“ hush, i’m trying to kiss you. ”
“ you’re lucky you’re cute. ”
“ i fucked up. ”
“ i just want to take it all back. ”
“ i can’t sleep. ”
“ can’t sleep? ”
“ we should get a pet. ”
“ if you have something to say, spit it out. ”
“ i’m allowed to be angry. ”
“ she/he aint even that cute. ”
“ just hold me. ”
“ do you want me to go? ”
“ i just need time. ”
“ i already made my decision, you’re not going to change that. ”
“ nothing you can say will surprise me. ”
“ everyone leaves, eventually. either they move on or they die. they leave and i’m left behind. ”
“ death is a part of life. i accepted that a long time ago. ”
“ i don’t fear death. i fear anonymity. ”
“ listen to me, please. ”
“ i’m not even sure what to say to that. ”
“ that should probably shock me, but honestly it doesn’t. ”
“ am i supposed to care? ”
“ i do care. ”
“ you make me happy. ”
“ you look beautiful like this. ”
“ if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you. ”
“ it terrifies me. ”
“ just let me show you how i feel. ”
Or will you
I hope all my black girls even without mental illness have a good day <3
I hope black girls with depression have a good day today.