HIATUS

Yeah, I know it’s a bit on-the-nose but YOU KNOW WHAT

But of course, everyone still knows it’s Harry Potter. And it becomes like a thing among the students, whenever anyone feels low on confidence or like they’ll never achieve things in life, and someone’ll cut in like ‘Of course you can. Harry defeated the greatest Dark Wizard in memory, and he’s a massive dork who’s a little bit frightened of his wife and kids, still trips over the trick step, didn’t get the date he wanted to the Yule Ball and spills pumpkin juice all over his robes regularly. He’s human just like you, and if he could do that, you can sure as hell make the DMLE if that’s what you want.”

Professor Potter going up to the Headmistress’s office to chat with Phineas, Snape, and Dumbledore.

Professor Potter meeting Aberforth Dumbledore for meals every so often as a way to say thank you for his help that dreadful year, bringing a better reputation to the Hog’s Head inadvertantly, and learning more about Headmaster Dumbledore.

Professor Potter declining to be Headmaster, instead nominating Professor Longbottom.

Professor Potter, walking down the hall past Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom, still glancing out of the corner of his eye for the basilisk, but he’s not aggravating his PTSD by hunting the real thing out in the field as an Auror.

Professor Potter taking tea in the Hogwarts kitches with Kreacher and Winky, and sharing what he learns of elf-lore and customs with Hermione before she moves out of the DRCMC.

Kingsley was, naturally, invited to the Potter-Evans wedding. The invitation was accompanied with a formal apology for the Everything, signed by the Marauders. Enclosed was a little trophy, with the plaque reading ‘best roomie ever’

If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

Happy Birthday Harry!!

god knows how many birthdays this poor baby had to spend like this:(

 “famous harry potter,” said malfoy. “can’t even go into a bookshop without making the front page.” “leave him alone, he didn’t want all that!” (cos, pg 61)

his eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, his hair is as dark as a blackboard, i wish he was mine, he’s really divine, the hero who conquered the dark lord (cos, pg 238) this is literally the cutest thing can you imagine little 11 year old ginny writing this

“so i made ginny write her own farewell on the wall and come down here to wait. she struggled and cried and became very boring” (cos, pg 313)

 “oh, that,” said ginny, giggling. “well - percys got a girlfriend.” … “it’s that ravenclaw prefect, penelope clearwater,” said ginny. “that’s who he was writing to all last summer, he’s been meeting her all over the school in secret. i walked in on them kissing in an empty classroom one day.” (cos, pg 341)

“ah, there’s penelope!” said percy, smoothing his hair and going pink again. ginny caught harry’s eye, and they both turned away to hide their laughter as percy strode over to a girl with long, curly hair, walking with his chest thrown out so she couldn’t miss his shiny badge. (poa, pg 71)

“go away, ginny,” said ron. “oh, that’s nice,” said ginny huffily, and she stalked off. (poa, pg 74)

“er - why are you calling that owl pig?” harry asked ron. “because he’s being stupid,” said ginny. “its proper name is pigwidgeon.” (gof, pg 52)

“she just didn’t want to go with neville… i mean, who would?” “don’t!” said ginny, annoyed. “don’t laugh -” (gof, pg 399)

“fine! ginny - BED!” ginny did not go quietly. they could hear her raging and storming at her mother all the way up the stairs… (ootp, pg 91)

“yeah, size is no guarantee of power,” said george. “look at ginny.”… “you’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her bat-bogey hexes, have you?” (ootp, pg 100)

“don’t call her a mudblood!” said ron and ginny together, very angrily (ootp, pg 108)

mrs. weasley was wiping her face on an apron, and fred, george, and ginny were doing a kind of war dance to a chant that went “he got off, he got off, he got off -” (ootp, pg 156)

“i’m nobody,” said neville hurriedly. “no you’re not,” said ginny sharply. (ootp, pg 186)

“he [hagrid] isn’t a very good teacher, is he?” “yes, he is!” said harry, ron, and ginny angrily. (ootp, pg 200)

“hem hem,” said ginny in such a good imitation of professor umbridge that several people looked around in alarm and then laughed. “weren’t we trying to decide how often we’re going to meet and get defense lessons?” (ootp, pg 345)

“yeah, the d.a.’s good,” said ginny. “only, let’s make it stand for dumbledore’s army because that’s the ministry’s worst fear, isn’t it?”  (ootp, pg 392)

ginny was teamed with michael corner; she was doing very well… (ootp, pg 394)

“we’ve got another seeker!… ginny weasley…. she’s pretty good, actually.” (ootp, pg 453)

“yeah?” growled harry, his hands deep in his pockets as he watched the snow now falling thickly outside. “all been talking about me, have you? well, i’m getting used to it…” “we wanted to talk to you, harry,” said, ginny, “but as you’ve been hiding every since we got back -,” “i didn’t want anyone to talk to me,” said harry, who was feeling more and more nettled. “well, that was a bit stupid of you,” said ginny angrily, “seeing as you don’t know anyone but me who’s been possessed by you-know-who, and i can tell you how it feels.” harry remained quite still as the impact of these words hit him. then he wheeled around. “i forgot,” he said. “lucky you,” said ginny coolly. (ootp, pg 499)

“c’mon, ginny’s not bad [at quidditch],” said george fairly, sitting down next to fred. “actually, i dunno how she got so good, seeing how we never let her play with us…” “she’s been breaking into your broom shed in the garden since the age of six and taking each of your brooms out in turn when you weren’t looking,” said hermione from behind her tottering pile of ancient runes books. (ootp, pg 574)

“well,” said ginny slowly… “if you really want to talk to sirius, i expect we could think of a way to do it…” “come on,” said harry dully. “with umbridge policing the fires and reading all our mail?” “the thing about growing up with fred and george,” said ginny thoughtfully, “is that you sort of start thinking anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.” (ootp, pg 655)

“hi,” said ginny uncertainly. “we recognized harry’s voice - what are you yelling about?” “never you mind,” said harry roughly. ginny raised her eyebrows. “there’s no need to take that tone with me,” she said coolly. “i was only wondering whether i could help.” (ootp, pg 735)

ginny was still trying to stamp on the feet of the sixth-year girl who had both her upper arms in a tight grip. (ootp, pg 744)

“but ginny was the best, she got malfoy - bat-bogey hex - it was superb, his whole face was covered in the great flapping things.” (ootp, pg 760)

“excuse me, but i care what happens to sirius as much as you do!” said ginny, her jaw set so that her resemblance to fred and george was suddenly striking. “you’re too -” harry began. “i’m three years older than you were when you fought you-know-who over the sorcerer’s stone,” she said fiercely, “and it’s because of me malfoy’s stuck back in umbridge’s office with giant flying bogeys attacking him-” (ootp, pg 761)

“okay, fine, it’s your choce,” he said curtly. “but unless we can find more thestrals you’re not going to be able -” “oh, more of them will come,” said ginny confidently… “what makes you think that?” “because in case you hadn’t noticed, you and hermione are both covered in blood,” she said coolly, “and we know hagrid lures thestrals with raw meat, so that’s probably why these two turned up in the first place…” (ootp, pg 763)

“not anymore,” said ginny resolutely. “he [michael corner] didn’t like gryffindor beating ravenclaw at quidditch and got really sulky, so i ditched him and he ran off to comfort cho instead.” (ootp, pg 866)

“whereas bill and fleur… well… what have they really got in common? he’s a hard working, down-to-earth sort of person, whereas she’s -” “a cow,” said ginny, nodding. “but bill’s not that down-to-earth. he’s a curse-breaker, isn’t he, he likes a bit of adventure, a bit of glamour… i expect that’s why he’s gone for phlegm.” (hbp, pg 127)

“tonks is okay looking when she isn’t doing stupid things to her hair and her nose, but-” “she’s a damn sight nicer than phlegm,” said ginny. (hbp, pg 129)

the door opened again and mrs. weasley popped her head in. “ginny,” she whispered, “come downstairs and help me with the lunch.” “i’m talking to this lot!” said ginny, outraged. “now!” said mrs. weasley, and withdrew. “she only wants me there so she doesn’t have to be alone with phlegm!” said ginny crossly. she swung her long red hair around in a very good imitation of fleur and pranced across the room with her arms held aloft like a ballerina. (hbp, pg 130)

“’e is always so thoughtful,” purred fleur adoringly, stroking bill’s nose. ginny mimed vomiting into her cereal behind fleur. (hbp, pg 146)

“but you’re moving through boyfriends a bit fast, aren’t you?” ginny turned to look at him, her hands on her hips. there was such a mrs. weasley-ish glare on her face that harry was surprised fred didn’t recoil. “it’s none of your business. and i’ll thank you,” she said angrily to ron … “not to tell tales about me to these two.” (hbp, pg 163)

“au revoir, ‘arry,” said fleur throatily, kissing him good-bye. ron hurried forward, looking hopeful, but ginny stuck out her foot and ron fell, sprawling in the dust at fleur’s feet. (hbp, pg 175)

zabini gave a tiny little cough that was clearly supposed to indicate amused skepticism. an angry voice burst out from behind slughorn . “yeah, zabini, because you’re so talented… at posing…” (hbp, pg 192)

“that’s right,” said ginny staunchly. “neville and i were both there too, and all this “chosen one” rubbish is just the prophet making things up as usual.” (hbp, pg 193)

“he saw me hex zacharias smith,” said ginny. “you remember that idiot from hufflepuff who was in the d.a.? he kept on and on asking about what happened at the ministry and in the end he annoyed me so much i hexed him.” (hbp, pg 195)

after two hours… harry had found himself three chasers… ginny weasley, who had outflown all the competition and scored seventeen goals to boot. (hbp, pg 292)

“and ginny, don’t call ron a prat, you’re not the captain of this team-” “well, you seemed too busy to call him a prat, and i thought someone should.” (hbp, pg 368)

“i don’t want too find my own sister snogging people in public!” “this was a deserted corridor till you came butting in!” said ginny. (hbp, pg 369)

“right,” said ginny, tossing her long red hair out of her face and glaring at ron, “let’s get this straight once and for all. it is none of your business who i go out with or what i do with them, ron -” “yeah it is!” said ron, just as angrily. “d’you think i want people saying my sister’s a-” “a what?” shouted ginny, drawing her wand. “a what, exactly?” “he doesn’t mean anything, ginny -” said harry automatically… “oh yes he does!” she said, flaring up at harry. “just because he’s never snogged anyone in his life, just because the best kiss he’s ever had is from our auntie muriel-” “shut your mouth!” bellowed ron, by-passing red and turning maroon. “no, i will not!” yelled ginny, beside herself. “ive seen you with phlegm, hoping she’ll kiss you on the cheek every time you see her, it’s pathetic! if you went out and got a bit of snogging done yourself, you wouldn’t mind so much that everyone else does it!” … “you don’t know what you’re talking about!” ron roared… “just because i don’t do it in public-!” ginny screamed with derisive laughter, trying to push harry out of the way. “been kissing pigwidgeon, have you? or have you got a picture of auntie muriel stashed under your pillow?” … “harry’s snogged cho chang!” shouted ginny, who sounded close to tears now. “and hermione snogged victor krum, it’s only you who acts like it’s something disgusting, ron, and that’s because you’ve got about as much experience as a twelve year old!” and with that, she stormed away. (hbp, pg 369-371)

… ginny having scored four of gryffindor’s six goals… (hbp, pg 381)

“ginny, where’re you going?” yelled harry, who had found himself trapped in the midst of a mass midair hug with the rest of the team, but ginny sped right on past them until, with an almightly crash, she collided with the commentator’s podium. as the crowd shrieked and laughed, the gryffindor team landed beside the wreckage of wood under which zacharias was feebly stirring; harry heard ginny saying blithely to an irate professor mcgonagall, “forgot to brake, professor, sorry.” (hbp, pg 383)

“it looks like he’s [ron] eating her face off, doesn’t it?” said ginny dispassionately. “but i suppose he’s got to refine his technique somehow.” (hbp, pg 387)

“ginny’s been nice, though. she stopped two boys in our transfiguration class calling me ‘loony’ the other day-” (hbp, pg 400)

“you could’ve taken anyone!” said ron in disbelief over dinner. “anyone! and you chose loony lovegood?” “don’t call her that, ron,” snapped ginny. (hbp, pg 401)

“don’t push me, please, dean,” she said, sounding annoyed. “you’re always doing that, i can get through perfectly well on my own…” (hbp, pg 611)

there was ginny, running toward him; she had a hard, blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. and without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that people were watching, harry kissed her okay not a total ginny moment but take notes @hpdirectors this is how you write a quality kiss (hbp, pg 681)

“you’d think people had better things to gossip about,” said ginny… “three dementor attacks in a week, and all romilda vane does is ask me if it’s true you’ve got a hippogriff tattooed across your chest.” … “what did you tell her?” “i told her it’s a hungarian horntail,” said ginny, turning a page of the newspaper idly. “much more macho.” “thanks,” said harry, grinning. “and what did you tell her ron’s got?” “a pygmy puff, but i didn’t say where.” (hbp, pg 684)

“just because i’ve given my permission doesn’t mean i can’t withdraw it-” “your permission,” scoffed ginny. “since when did you give me permission to do anything?” (hbp, pg 684)

“we can’t be together.” she said, with an oddly twisted smile, “it’s for some stupid, noble reason, isn’t it?” … “voldemort uses people his enemies are close to… he’ll try and get to me through you.” “what if i don’t care?” said ginny fiercely.  “i care,” said harry. “how do you think i’d feel if this was your funeral… and it was my fault…” …. “i never really gave up on you,” she said. “not really. i always hoped… hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people, relax a bit around you, because i never used to be able to talk if you were in the room, remember? and she thought you might take a bit more notice if i was a bit more - myself.” … “well, i can’t say im surprised. i knew this would happen in the end. i knew you wouldn’t be happy unless you were hunting voldemort. maybe that’s why i like you so much.” (hbp, pg 822)