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“Oy Cedric. Have any of your clothes gone missing too?” He asks. “Reckon I’ve got some suspects.” He’s very sure it’s been Ray, but he wonders if it’s happening to Cedric too. “If so, either the mushroom-” as Fred would say “-is raiding us both, or my less handsome look alike’s got some sticky fingers.” /George to Cedric

Charlie grins, shaking his head. Good to see the twins haven’t changed at all since he left. Same bright little devils, with the same curiosity and enthusiasm. But honestly, there isn’t much to tell— working with dragons, so far, is mostly studying books and monographs, and very little time with the actual animals. It’ll be months yet before he’s finished his early training and the Reserve gives him projects with the dragons themselves.

.·゜-: ✧ :-  @weasleyandweasley​ said :  “Surprise, Snape.” Fred spins. “Bet you thought you saw the last of us.” George adds on, his own spin.                       /I’m sorry but I forgot you made a post about the twins being on his class schedule. I had to do this! Give him the headache!

   FOR A MOMENT, THERE IS A GLIMMER OF SOMETHING AKIN TO EXISTENTIAL PAIN IN THE POTIONS MASTER’S BLACK EYES, their unblinking stare directly focused on the red-haired demons Weasley twins standing in his wake, making a show out of ONCE AGAIN being back in his class.   The Professor would be LYING if he’d said the twins were not somewhat good at potions — Their hooliganesque creativity occasionally ( though very rarely )  bringing about something of a satisfactory result … HOWEVER ! Their tendency to be OAFISH greatly outweighs any HOPE Severus may have of being spared the migraine that currently has begun to flower in his temples.

                            Unfortunately, for the 5th year in a row, he must succumb to perpetual headaches and the desire to simply retire —                                                                       He is stuck with the Weasleys.

   ❝ I could have only hoped, ❞   He replies, sonorous tones level, though he is suffocating the urge to sigh.   ❝ I expect you’ve already crafted several ‘ master plans ’ to make this year particularly interesting for me ? ❞

o yea . like , definite SHIP . harry absolutely had a huge crush on cedric . what wasn't there to like : good & kind & he even fits harry's quidditch - player type !! in the books , every time harry mentions cedric in his narration he just can't help but mention how good - looking he is ... he also uses the word pretty which is ... a choice !!

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Luna Lovegood was getting ready for bed, she had brushed his teeth and put on her pajamas, and now sat on the edge of her bed, tying her shoes. All of the Ravenclaws in her year who had come up to bed merely smiled at her and walked past, but a couple first years gave her strange looks. She simply smiled, dreamily, however, because as odd as this was, she did have reason. She would sleepwalk at night, and somehow nothing she and her dad had brewed up was working.

Sighing at this thought, she pulled the covers over her, and within a few minutes, she was dozing off.

At first, she remained cuddled up in her warm bed, feeling wonderful, as if she were on a cloud, loved, protected, and safe, but minutes later she was up, heading down Ravenclaw Tower, and into the Entrance Hall.

In her mind, she was with her friends, not that she had many, but she did treasure the few she had, even if they didn't always get along, but in reality, and somehow very quickly, she had made her way all the way up to Gryffindor Tower, and through the door, the fates having miraculously seen to it that she would not fall off of any of the staircases, although while awake, she wondered just how often she would be so lucky.

​a  purposeful  clearing  of  her  throat  ;  mary  poppins  COMMANDS  attention.  she’s  carrying  her  bird  umbrella  at  her  side  ;  a  flowered,  berry  hat  upon  her  pined  -  up  hair  --  there  is  certainly  no  mistaking  who  this  is  --  at  least,  not  within  the  wizarding  community.  the  only  divergence  from  her  usual  appearance,  however,  seems  to  be  a  squeaky  and  rather  delighted  pink  pygmy  puff,  darting  up  and  down  mary’s  head  in  a  mad  frenzy  ;  to  and  from  her  left  and  right  shoulders.  she  is  paying  it  no  mind.

❝  You  ARE  Fred  Weasley,  are  you  not?  ❞  

Since her engagement to Bill yesterday, Lorna couldn’t remember being this happy in her twenty-four years of life. Her lips always seemed to be curved upwards in a smile; Jacob had joked that her face must’ve been frozen that way, as she left to head to her soon to be in-laws’ house for breakfast. As soon as she stepped outside, she was hit with the frigid winter air, but even if she wasn’t wearing a coat, she would still be warm.

@weasleyandweasley​ said:  “ You’re gonna cheer for us at the quidditch game, right? Maybe hold a big sign that says ‘Fred and George are the best beaters Hogwarts has ever seen’.” It was a bit of a joke. /Fred weasleyandweasley