#hufflepuff

free hogwarts houses lockscreens ⚡️ please reblog or like if you save/use ⚡️

credit to the owners of the fanarts ✨

(if you know who are the artists of the fan arts please tell me, cause I couldn’t find them)

thepostmodernpottercompendium:

Hi guys.

I’m so glad so many of you are reading this project, because its something very dear to me and the fact that there are people reading this motivates me to go deeper into this and not shove this project to the side.

Bless you all.

BUT

I’m applying to universities for my MA and that takes time. Unfortunately, I foolishly let real life take a backseat to this blog and now one of the courses I really wanted is Limited Availability now.

In short.

I would really, REALLY appreciate it if you guys could pitch in and submit any pictures you might find which you think could work on this blog. I end up spending about four or five hours at a go finding blog entry appropriate pics and then another hour or so editing them so they look good. In proportion, it usually takes me about an hour to write and edit a post so that its ready to go. The more pics I get, the quicker I can upload, the more you guys get to read. So…

Themes that will be turning up sooner or later:

- Slaves: ok this is URGENT. I need pics of slaves in slave ships - they could be paintings or screencaps, but high quality, high resolution stuff.

- Mughal art & colonial Bengal era photos/pics etc.

- ooo photos from post-war britain, preferably of immigrants from South Asia and the Carribean.

- Celts: red haired ones preferably. + points if they’re painted in blue.

- Scottish clansmen: erm. yeah. Battle scenes esp?

- Saxons: farmers, battles, bonus points if you can find something to do with the Night of the Long Knives. Or like people being butchered at a dinner table. (No, the Red Wedding is too obvious a reference sorry.)

- Hogwarts House motifs: um. Minimalist, preferably. Also if you can get actual pics of animals/people which look nice/fit the pic quality or themes used so far = great.

- 1920s era dudes in a dudeclub. A bit like the Drones club from P G Wodehouse. I have some art for this already, but I like to have a stock to choose from. Tweed+suckerseer suits also work.

- things which could pass for Azkaban. Gloomy stuff.

All submissions should have a source link and I will credit your sumissions at the end of each post. <3

I will be posting, don’t fear, but I would dearly appreciate the help since I’m a bit swamped at the moment.

<3

[[The loveliness behind Postmodern Potterverse has been a huge supporter of this project. I can totally relate to their struggle - I too prefer writing to picture-hunting and I don’t even have workable image editing software so trying to make things look good take up a LOT of time. If you have resources do share!]]

He looked at the beauty that sat in Hermione’s hands innocently. He didn’t know what to say or what to do. There was nothing he could do to compliment this freak of nature. He looked so fragile, so small. Fuck he was not the one to believe in God but if this wasn’t divine then he didn’t even want to believe in God. He couldn’t believe that a part of him was able to make something this beautiful and that he got the privilege to call him his.
Hermione cooed to the little bundle of joy in her hands- “Hello, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, welcome to the real world” He smiled, like an actual human he smiled.
Fuck, he didn’t deserve him, he couldn’t do this. He didn’t deserve to see that smile.
As if sensing the paranoia growing inside him Hermione looked at Draco and said, “Scorpius, meet your Dad, the most amazing one in the world, ”
And he couldn’t stop the lone tear from falling down his eyes. And at that moment, he knew that everything was going to be alright.

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It was her mistake. She knew it. Slammed against the door of their room trapped in the tight grasp of her Veela husband she knew it was her fault. His eyes were glowing jet silver meaning he was very angry. Fuck she really shouldn’t have pissed him off this much. His grey eyes were gone replaced by wistfully serene silver ones, his shirt was torn because of the protruding seamlessly- blue wings that sat on his shoulders loyally. She felt a bit guilty too.

His hands pressed against her navel harshly and she was completely pressed against the door now. His hands started traveling down from her navel and she felt goosebumps rise all over her body. She knew what was coming next. His mouth leaned down to rest on her neck. She could feel his fangs growing onto her neck and fuck, in the split-second of his mouth marking her neck every nerve of her body and brain was electrified, every inch of her making its presence known. She could never get used to this.

 Maybe she shouldn’t have gone to lunch with Victor Krum but fuck was it worth it. 

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Who the fuck does he think he is that idiotic, spineless bastard? I mean, one would think after all that has happened he’d be a little less yappy but damn that fucking mouth. Draco goddamn Malfoy calling MY presentation a pathetic attempt to apple-polish my way to being the Minister? Well, fuck him. How DARE he walk into MY meeting acting like he OWNED the goddamn place? How the hell am I the supposed ‘ass licker’ when he is the one in that damned oxford suit and that just-woke-but-still-look-hot hairstyle? I swear I saw Ms. Bagnold drool. Not to mention every other female present there. And some males too which apparently is something my brain’s rotten imagination just can’t leave alone.He can fool them all he wants but his ridiculous schemes won’t work on me. I, like every other ethical person in the Ministry actually, studied to get my degree and job. Unlike him, who it seems like just takes two trips of Gym every other day. His perfect biceps and sharp jawline are enough to get him a job apparently. Not to mention his lips which are unbelievably lush. God that sycophant clown, I just wanna grab him by that expensive shirt and break its every button and slam him against the door of my office and -wait, what the fuck am I thinking? 

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Hermione stood on the doorway of his room. She felt smothered by reality and manipulated by her desires but today she decided was the day to rationalize. Wiping her tears she choked out the words, “Draco we canno-”

He cut her off in the middle, “I know Hermione. I know and just because we cannot is exactly why this feels like we should.” He sounded emotionless but his hopeless expression did enough to unmask his true feelings. They both stared into the silence until Draco whispered lowly, “You know all my life I have chased power, because I thought it would give me happiness but all I got was a dead mother, a father in Azkaban and fucking PTSD”. He snorted and continued, “I was so fucking clueless I didn’t even know I wasn’t okay until you gave me a taste of what being okay, what feeling normal was. And damn Granger you got me addicted.

So I don’t care if I’m being selfish when I say this, fuck you for making me think that there was something left inside of me when I’m clearly hopeless. For giving me false hope a life with you, a life worth living. Fuck you, Granger.”

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