#ginny weasley
Ginny:You’re a lying, cheating, piece of shit! You’re not the person I married!
Harry:Fine then! We’re getting a divorce! And i’m taking the kids!
Neville, pushing the monopoly board away from them: …maybe we should stop playing
So on the Harry and Ginny Discord, one of our users came up with an idea for a Harry and Ginny birthday fic challenge with a twist–we had to incorporate a random suggestion submitted by someone. I was kind of worried because I already had an idea I really wanted to write and I’d pretty much figured everything out, but I didn’t know what my twist was going to be yet. Rest assured, it all worked out.
In response to the post by @read-a-hinny-fic
Harry looked down at the treacle tarts arrayed in front of him and then looked up at the waiting contestants. Down to six. These ought to be good, he thought. “All right. Let’s give these a taste, yeah?” He turned to his fellow judge, Ostentatia Verbena and nodded, allowing her to take the lead in the first one they’d choose.
She pursed her lips, looking down at the tarts. He could see her cold gray eyes assessing them, evaluating the golden filling and the delicacy of the pastry lattice on top. “All right. This one, I think,” she said, moving towards one that looked like it had spent a wee bit too long in the oven.
As always, he tried to guess whose bake they were about to critique, but the six before him were pros and all sat on their stools, absolutely stone faced. All but one as Ginny Weasley looked back at him, her warm brown eyes and fleeting smile making him feel as if he were a boy of thirteen again. God, I hope this one isn’t hers.
will you forgive us if we say that for one brief moment in time, we were kinda rooting forkrumione?
RONALD, PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE PREVIOUS SENTENCE.
9 of our fave failed Harry Potter couples by@vitoriabas
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@vitoriabas‘ instagram illos of the harry potter crew make us dream of a world in which hogwarts is wi-fi enabled. GIVE US CELL PHONES OR GIVE US DEATH, DUMBLEDORE.
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i was drawing this with “imagine me and you” in mind but honestly it can be just a regular drama-less flower shop au
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Ginny learned of satellites when one was masquerading as the tip of Orion’s bow.
"Are they like stars?“ she asked, and Professor Sinistra chuckled and explained how Muggles used them to study the world and the universe beyond.
Ginny liked imagining them as pretenders still—false stars altering divinations and shooting across the sky to be wished upon. As if humanity was doing everything in its power to build their own fates.
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portraits of two of my favourite HP ladies, wanted to do this because int my mind they look nothing alike! I actually really like how this turned out- they look a lot like how I picture them :)
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well, i spelled disappear wrong, so that’s wack (to be fair; english is not my first language)
anyway, here we have Harry having some trouble dealing with the aftermath of the battle of hogwarts, and the end of the war (as i imagine he would), and Ginny being all fierce and no bullshit about it because she’s a queen <3
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