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The dragons know. Do you?

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He has some attachment issues.

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“You okay, Freddie?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too.”

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How Drarry Came To Be

Draco: *on one of his Potter rants*

Blaise: Oh no

Draco: What

Blaise: You're in love with him

Draco: Ugh, as if! He's so annoying and his hair is always a mess and he always acts like he doesn't care and-

Draco: Well it's not like I lie awake at night thinking about him.

-Later that night-

Draco, lying wide awake in bed: Oh no

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Watch an outtake of Emma Watson getting caught mouthing her costars’ lines in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

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But you know, happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

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Just relax for a moment. You’re free of the carbonite.

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“In dreams, we enter a world that’s entirely our own.” ― J.K. Rowling

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Blink once for yes, twice for no.

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// peter pan.

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It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise that they wear it well.

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Finding Dory (2016)

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I’m there now. Yeah, I get that.

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It’s a journey and the sad thing is you only learn from experience, so as much as someone can tell you things, you have to go out there and make your own mistakes in order to learn. — Emma Watson

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you must be a weasley.

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Pretending everything is calm when a war has broken loose inside you means you’ll never live the life you were meant to live.

Candace Ganger, “You Are Not Your Madness” (via twloha)

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O c t o b e r  arrived, spreading a damp chill over the grounds and into the castle. […] Raindrops the size of bullets thundered on the castle windows for days on end; the lake rose, the flower beds turned into muddy streams, and Hagrid’s pumpkins swelled to the size of garden sheds.