Romanticise Your Own Existence. 

I wish I could go to all the worlds I read about. I wish I could go to Hogwards, I wish I could see the Slytherin commen room or the castle in winter. I wish I could go to the astronomy tower to cry and I wish I had accesses to the Hogwards library. But mostly I wish I could meet my favourite characters and live amongs them. I wish magioc was real.

Sirius: Remus, are you talking to yourself?

Remus: Yes

Remus: It’s the only way to have an intelligent conversation in this damn house.

this is so important to me actually?

girl wtf is wrong with you (me to me)

[The girls singing and dancing in the Gryffindor common room]

Lily: All the single ladies!

Marlene: All the single ladies!

Alice: All the single ladies!

Lily: now put your hands up!!

James who just entered the common room: put your hands goddam down, what the hell is wrong with you?

Lily confused: what is wrong with you?

James: no, you're singing this a little personal, like all the single ladies put your hands up, put your shit down!

Lily: it's a song!

James: did you forget I'm your boyfriend?

Lily: did you forget you didn't put a ring on it? so technically, I am single.

James: oh, oh, oh that's what we're doing, you're not Beyonce! you're Lily Jade Evans! you didn't make this shit.

Lily whispering: You just said my middle name *starts yelling* play my song!

(Marlene puts the song while a mad James gets pushed out by Remus)

jo march really was like. i love the people around me and i cannot cope with them leaving and being mature and appealing enough to start new chapters in their lives while i'm still clinging into this idealised, carefree, comedy-like lifestyle i thought was gonna last forever. and i really thought platonic relationships could replace my repressed longing for a romantic one but now all my loved ones' first priorities became romance. meanwhile i cannot put myself out seeking a romantic relationship because that would automatically mean altering, belittleing, objectifying and compromising myself, my life would become a cliche with guaranteed unhappy ending because i feel like no one in this world could truly make me happy. and i do want to embrace my independent, single lifestyle but i guess i didnt calculate back then how lonely it's going to feel. it's like my only choice is between two types of unhappiness. jo march conveyed all this stuff and i'm not supposed to tear up just thinking about that goddamn movie???

Thoughts about James that will never get out of my head:

One summer he doesn't let his mom cut his hair and he gets a cute lil mullet and he likes it when you play with his hair and put little braids into it

him being allergic to pollen so when spring rolls around he's always sneezing, especially during quidditch. him still buying you flowers all the time even though they make him sneeze.

When he gets up in the morning he throws his legs over the side of the bed and sits up and stretches, laying in bed and watching the way his back muscles stretch and compress as he loosens up his shoulders and back.

when he's on some tangent about quidditch and you're listening very intently giving him all of your attention and he meets your eyes briefly and entirely loses his train of thought because you make him so flustered.

Cooking with him and Euphemia, but also after she and Fleamont pass away, going through her cookbooks and making every recipe with James because he misses the smell of her cooking In the house.

climbing trees with him during the summer in his back yard. Sitting in the branches reading and talking, until Euphemia calls you in for dinner.

when he gets a cold he's very stubborn about how he doesn't get sick so you basically have to force him to drink tea and broth so he gets better.

@quindolyn

Andromeda: I would like to propose-

Ted: oh?

Andromeda: -an idea.

Ted: oh.

Andromeda: We should get married.

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