Theslytherinbigot - Slytherin_shipper

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James *poking Remus*: Remus. Remus. Remus. Remus wake up. Remus. Remus.

Remus:

James: Remus. Remus. MOONY!!

Remus: OH MY GOD, WHAT??

James: Oh good, since you're awake-

Remus: *groans*

James: -your plan didn't work

Remus: What plan?

James: When you told me to throw confetti over Regulus' head to get him to date me

Remus: I specifically said 'Do NOT, under any circumstances, do that James'

James: Exactly! That's basically telling me to do it!

Remus: It didn't work on Lily, how the hell did you think it would work on Regulus

James: I couldn't have known!! They're such different people!!

Remus: And which parts of those "differences" made you think Regulus Black would be more receptive to being thrown confetti at in front of the whole school

James: Crouch and Rosier still laugh hysterically every time they see me..

James: So what do you suggest I do? Make even a grander gesture in front of everyone??

Remus: No! What-

James: Maybe sing him a song??

Remus: I-

James: That I wrote??

Remus: You're INSANE

James: On my guitar??

Remus *checks the watch*: It's 3 AM James go f-

James: In the great hall??

Remus: I don't even care at this point

James: You're a genius. I knew I came to the right person

Remus: That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard and I feel like I should call Regulus to warn him about you. But you seem convinced so. God bless. *slumps back to bed*

James: Do you believe in god Remus?

Remus: *voice muffled by the pillow* I believe in hell. And I'm in it.

Long time no bbgurls

Drarry from that sectumsempra scene

love the classic damsel in distress trope, but the damsel in question is a pathetic fictional man bleeding out in the dark somewhere on the floor before his ridiculously gorgeous knight comes for his rescue just when he’s about to pass out, and the ridiculously gorgeous knight in question is actually a deranged villain who is his archenemy. but they both have these frustratingly unresolved sexual tension going on where they both hate each other but are also super possessive and protective of each other in the sense that no one else can hurt this little guy but me!!!! and so the knight carries his pathetic damsel in his arms bridal style back to his goth castle where they have hot, kinky gay sex ever after (after he nurses his pathetic enemy’s ass back to health, of course, can’t risk bruising our fragile damsel when he’s already half dead).

Anyone else find it ironic that Charlie used two foot metaphors in a song directed at the only character at the hotel who doesn't have legs?