#userbonnie

[marauuders]

Can you reproach a girl of being too smart? No. The answer is no.

Hermione Granger for @cottagelore​

[pr]

the tag #userbonnie has been abandoned for like 2 years so i have decided it is my tag now.

[writingwitchly]

Slytherins tend to take charge and possess strong leadership skills. They are often self-assured and confident of their own competence and can be very loyal.

Happy birthday @yourslytherinprincess

[ginniewheezie]

If you ever feel sad, just picture Arthur Weasley in a muggle toy shop:

Those plastic microphones that make your voice sound funny.

Squirt guns! Nerf guns!

How in Merlin’s name do you Bop It?

HULA HOOPS! Magnificent!

Cars that run on batteries!!

Sliiiiiiiiiiiime

ARTHUR WEASLEY ON A POGO STICK

[pansyparkinsons]

fleur delacour

“she’s as much a fairy princess as i am”

[adriata-archive]

“But from that moment on, Hermione Granger became their friend. Because there are somethings you can’t go through in life and become friends, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.”

[winterjilys]

secret santa reveal: linny edit for @llvermorny (I hope you like it gabrielle :)

[nerville]

hello hello!! it's been so long since ive interacted with anyone on this blog asdkfjgk but i reached 3.8k a little while ago and i wanted to do a celebration to thank you all (as i havent done one in a while)! ily ♥️ 

RULES;

mbf this trashcan

rb this post (likes are bookmarks only)

optional: give my edits some love? ^-^

send me an ask with emojis for what you want! you can ask for as many as you want (you dont have to send the emojis lol they just make things easier)

WHAT YOU CAN GET;

💌 for a blograte (format under the cut!)

🌹 for a url edit

🎶 for a name playlist (also send some genres you would like!)

🎧 for a 10-song personal playlist (also send some genres you would like!)

BLOGRATE FORMAT;

url: /10

icon: /10

desktop theme: /10

mobile theme: /10

original posts: /10

all posts: /10

overall: /10

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[mairauders]

                                                                   You and I,                                                  we may be r a g i n g s t o r m s                                                         but we are undeniably                                                                  each other’s                                                           T R A N Q U I L I T Y.

[burkesandborgin-blog]

@wizardingsource | I am going to the Yule Ball with @derrickperegrine!

Durmstrang Institute Course Catalog | Memory Faculty

The Memory Faculty at Durmstrang attracts students who have a strong curiosity for history, time, and memory. Having excellent senses of both time and space, these students study both how to manipulate them and humans’ place in the grand fabric of time. The Faculty offers a variety of both theoretical and practical courses, from international law and histories to traditional / arcane forms of magic, to experimental studies in time machines and memory carriers. As time encompasses all things and can be approached from many angles, the Memory Faculty is the most interdisciplinary and flexible faculty at Durmstrang,and it attracts students with all kinds of interests, some wishing to study the preservation of ancient scripts while others are fascinated by current events and the political climate. Those who enter the Memory Faculty often find that other branches of magic come easier to them later on, as they have, quite literally, mastered the texture of time that permeates every kind of magic. 

Want to be a part of this faculty? Durmstrang is accepting students now! Apply here

[marauuders]

Some people are born to shine.

Lily Evans for @women-inthe-sequel​

[lillyevanssss]

hey maya!! i hope you're having a good day/night

@blacklnnon

omg i hear it’s amazing! i hope you enjoy(ed) it!

compliment: bonnie your blog is one of the most aesthetic blogs i’ve ever seen?? like, wow. and your mobile theme is sooo good i would still it if i could, that header is the cutest thing i’ve seen all day. :’) and you’re seem like a really nice person we should talk more. T_T

♥ get a compliment ♥

[ginniewheezie]

She was right!

[pansyparkinsons]

the golden trio

we’re in this together

[foreverjily]

The last of her

Pairing: Sirius x Marlene Word count: 802 Summary: They’re loosing this war. Everyone knows it. One night, Sirius just wants to escape it all, and maybe Marlene could help him. Maybe she could just drag him down. Rating: K

A/N: This is the first of my fics from my other blog to be transfered to this one also I’m gonna tag @blacklnnon because she’s ma blackinnon stan

London was dark tonight, clouds hanging low over the sleeping city. But Sirius wasn’t asleep. He was sitting on the roof of his flat, watching the city. It seemed to slow down at night, seemed to breath slower. The late September air bit at his cheek. Two years ago, they’d have been sitting here together, the four of them. They were young then, careless. Now, they were falling, helplessly. Fighting a losing battle.

Something moved behind him and Sirius flinched, turning on the spot. He was always prepared that at any moment someone would find him, creep up behind him without him hearing it. Then, as Marlene’s head peered up from the fire stairs, he drew a breath of relief. Maybe he shouldn’t have, they hadn’t ended things on great terms the last time they saw each other, but at this point anyone who didn’t straight up want to kill him was to prefer over someone who did.

“Hi.” He looked from her, to the ground. The small stone square was littered with cigarettes, most of them his, so when she reached him one, he naturally took it.

“Hi.” She took a drag at the cigarette.

“How did you know…?”

“James told me about the…disagreement.” He thought she didn’t quite meet his gaze, as to tell him, wordlessly, that she still held the same opinion. “He would’ve come, but you know…Dumbledore has the cloak. He didn’t know who else to send.” She took another drag, leaning against the fire stairs.

“I know you don’t agree…” Marlene huffed, almost inaudible. “…but I think…we need to cut down on the people we trust. More so now than ever. After…Dorcas, who knows what will happen.”

“I can’t believe you still think Remus did it. He…he loved her.” She’d hesitated, and Sirius knew why.

Drag in, drag out, they stood quiet for a long while. The lights in the building next door shut of, then the ones in a flat across the street. Not until then had he gone through the words in his head enough times to dare speak them.

“I’m gonna say this.” He took a deep breath. “And hope you forget it in the morning.”

“The chances are high.” Marlene pulled out another cigarette, and sat down on the edge of the roof as she lit it.

“I…I did. I do.”

Marlene frowned at him.

“That night, you asked if I loved you. I did.”

“Past tense.” It wasn’t an accusation, or a question. Just a simple acknowledgement.

“No, I mean, I do. I love you.” Of all the ways he’d imagined telling her those three words, this wasn’t one of them. But he’d learnt that life didn’t ever go like you imagined.

The night hid her reaction from him. “Maybe…maybe I do too.” She pulled her knees closer to her.

“I love you, Marlene McKinnon, and it scares the bloody hell out of me. Because I’ve seen what happens when you love, you end up heartbroken. You don’t understand how much I wish I could hate you. I wish you could disappear into the night and I wouldn’t spend every moment worrying until I heard from you again. But fucking hell, I can’t.” He didn’t notice the tears running down his cheeks until he took a deep, slightly shaky, breath and stopped talking.

Marlene was moving, he heard her shoes touch the stone. They were still high heeled, like they were still in school, and Mary was still there to compete with her. The tapping sound as they moved across the small square, and the unreadable expression on her face as she came close enough for him too get a proper look at her.

In the years to come, he’d replay it in his mind. The tapping, the facial expression.

Then, she pressed her lips against him, slowly, softly. It was an apology and an explanation. It was all the hellos and all the goodbyes. He just didn’t realise what goodbye. The last goodbye.

When she leaned back, their hands touched. Sirius would always remember that touch. The last touch.

“If I’m supposed to have forgotten this in -” She glanced at her wristwatch. “- five hours, I better get to that forgetting.” He’d replay those words time after time, until they were the constant background song to everything he was doing. The last words.

He stood in the stone square for a while longer, until he was sure she’d exited the building. If he got to do it over again, he wouldn’t have waited. He would’ve ran after her, swept her up in his arms, convinced her to stay with him. But he didn’t, because he didn’t know. He didn’t know what he’d just seen was the last he’d ever really see. The last of her.

[winterjilys]

@potterversenet weekly event: minerva mcgonagall

Harry witnessed Professor McGonagall walking right past Peeves who was determinedly loosening a crystal chandelier and could have sworn he heard her tell the poltergeist out of the corner of her mouth, "It unscrews the other way.”