#flittwick

As the werewolf reared, snapping its long jaws, Sirius disappeared from Harry’s side. He had transformed. The enormous, bearlike dog bounded forward. As the werewolf wrenched itself free of the manacle binding it, the dog seized it about the neck and pulled it backward, away from Ron and Pettigrew. They were locked, jaw to jaw, claws ripping at each other —

url change for the month of october to get into the halloween spirit !! ( mutuals sb? )

*boops you back with enthusiasm* i hope you’re doing just as well, and that the rest of 2017 is good to you!! <3

if you were a house you'd be a warm mountain cabin adorned with christmas lights, with amber glow from the fireplace emanating through the whole interior of the cabin, and it smells like pines and hot chocolate

I cannot thank @flittwick enough for the beautiful description they wrote for this edit. I always had this idea that the brothers held onto photographs of one another secretly for years.

url edit for @brothers-black

url edit for @slytherinspage

"Don't say I'm better off dead. Cause heaven's full and hell won't have me... Did you catch your own reflection, In the knife my mother held? Or the hell in my father's eyes?”