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There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other, and defeating a dark lord

There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other, and defeating a dark lord is one of them…


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The endless cycle of complaining you’ve run out of fics to read, devouring the new 10-20k at the top of the date updated page and going back to complaining how you’ve run out of fics to read.

Harry Potter Characters during parties:

Harry: gets surrounded by his fans

Hermione: designated driver but forgets, has a sip of alcohol and then refuses to drive home because she’s “drunk”

Ron: is the one who handed Hermione the drink

Luna: acts drunk but hasn’t had a sip of anything

Ginny: gets a little drunk but holds her drink surprisingly well

Oliver Wood: Constantly talking about quidditch

Lavender: cries because the guy she is interested in does not feel the same way/ is already in a relationship

Neville: is super sensible, drinks ale, sits in the corner talking to Luna

Sirius: cool uncle who turns up with more booze and says “don’t tell your parents I was here”

Lupin: actually the designated driver

Peter pettigrew: creepy neighbour who stalks the girls on their way home

McGonagall: the neighbour who contemplates putting in a noise complaint, walks across the road to ask them to be quite, but realised it’s mostly Gryffindors and instead stays for a nightcap

Fred: fun drunk, definitely starts dancing on the table

George: joins Fred, makes the mistake of falling off the table

Percy: calls the police but they have already blocked his number so he brings extra booze to the party instead out of guilt

Bill: cool cousin vibes, talks to everyone happily

Charlie: also cool cousin vibes but is less talkative

Draco Malfoy: wasn’t invited but shows up anyways

Blaise: turns up uninvited, starts a fight and gets thrown out

Pansy: turns up, picks an argument in the bathroom, let’s hexed by Ginny, leaves.

Dumbledore: elderly neighbour who realised McGonagall is there so follows her over

Umbridge: actually calls the police, feel no remorse, gets pranked by the twins the next day

ron, wide awake @ 3 am, 10 years after the war: “i’m just genuinely confused why harry did not see barty crouch jr. posing as alastor moody in the marauder’s map. like does polyjuice potion have some sort of effect that cannot be identified by the map? if so, then the real alastor moody in that chest in mad eye moody’s office was not shown in the map? so the chest has some sort of concealment charm or something? if that’s true, then i rest my case, maybe i’m just thinking too much into this. what about you, ‘mione?”

hermione: “go back to sleep, ronald.”

An illustration for SweetShireen’s fic “The Bet”. [FFN/AO3]

An incredibly funny story about a bet, with endearing banter (which I literally love so much, the way she writes these characters is perfect) and just three best friends being wholesome and loving eachother.

Hope you like this! And make sure to go check out this amazing fic and give the author the love she deserves!

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