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year 3: [blankly] why would I do something stupid

year 4: /I/ don’t do stupid things. Stupid things are just done… by me

year 5: SOMETHING STUPID!? LIKE WHAT, EXACTLY!???? LIKE WHAT IM DOING RIGHT NOW!?????!?????????????

year 6: [seen at 1:52]

He starts after school clubs and study groups to give the kids who don’t have many friends a place to go and encourages them to mingle and not to be shy.

He still visits his parents ever week at St Mungos and spends most of Sunday afternoon following their visits alone in his greenhouses where everyone else has learnt not to interrupt him. He just needs a bit of time alone after seeing his Mum & Dad.

Whenever anyone asks for his autograph he still assumes they’ve mistaken him for someone else - he cant quite see himself as the hero / cool guy everyone else sees.

None of the Students dare to mess about in his class - he’s cool and everything but you dont mess with him “mate, he told Voldemort to fuck off and cut the head off his pet snake! I’m not half arsing this essay he’s set!”

While he has a healthy respect from his students he is also one of the most approachable teachers and always has time to make a cup of tea and listen whenever one of his students is upset or worried.

He is basically the coolest, sweetest, most adorable bad ass Hogwarts has ever seen and he strolls about the school in his chunky knit cardigans and dirt smudges all over him happily unaware of the sea of adoring students behind him.

regulus & sirius

Hermione Granger: *witnesses humans transfigure into animals*

Hermione Granger: *time-travels multiple times per day*

Professor Trelawney: “I can prophesize the future.”

movie!hermione, w/ her advanced emotional intelligence and absolute willingness to meet each and every emotional need the boys have, should have of course been good at emotional magics like divination. shes fucking superwoman. but book!hermione? who destroyed a girls face without mercy because she ratted out the DA? who erased her parents memories so she could fight in a war? who solved dumbledores’ mysteries using ancient runes, an art that is practically the math of magic? book!hermione will destroy you and she will do it armed with the cold hard facts and the cold hard facts alone. book!hermione doesn’t give a shit. instead of getting a regular pet, book!hermione was drawn to a magical cat who is self-serving and intellectual and helped her gather clues rather than serving as an emotional companion. i mean fck.

Portraits of Mr. Prongs, Padfoot & Moony (with beards)

My addition to @artofpan‘s “competition/contest thingy.”  

The line art is hers, the coloring is mine.

                                                 hp aesthetic → the marauders

‘If we’re not  c a r e f u l , we’ll have another  H e a d  B o y  in the family. I don’t think I could stand the  s a m e .’

do you realize what this means

most of lockhart’s coworkers, who all hated him so much, may have had to teach him at one point.

snape would’ve been in school with him, albeit a few years ahead.

imagine teaching/going to school this raging narcissistic dumbass, and then he graduates and from then on, no matter how bad life gets, you think, “at least i’ll never have to deal with gilderoy fucking lockhart ever again”

and then

he gets famous

he’s hailed as a hero

your students and your mum all have crushes on him

and then

he gets hired at your place of work

Sorted into Ravenclaw house, Lockhart was soon achieving good marks in his schoolwork, but there was always a kink in his nature that made him increasingly unsatisfied. If he was not first and best, he would rather not participate at all. Increasingly, he directed his talents towards short cuts and dodges. He valued learning not for its own sake, but for the attention it brought him. He craved prizes and awards. He lobbied the Headmaster to start a school newsletter, because he liked nothing better than to see his name and photograph in print.

Never very popular, he nevertheless achieved his primary goal of school-wide recognition through repeated, attention-getting exploits. He received a week’s worth of detentions for magically carving his signature in twenty-foot-long letters into the Quidditch pitch. He managed to create a massive, illuminated projection of his own face, which he would send skywards in imitation of the Dark Mark. He sent himself eight hundred Valentine’s cards one year, which caused such a pile-up of owls in the Great Hall that breakfast had to be abandoned (far too many feathers and droppings in the porridge).