“Harry was speeding toward the ground when the crowd saw him clap his hand to his mouth as though he was going to be sick-he hit the field on all fours-coughed-and something gold fell into his hand.
'I've got the snitch!' he shouted, waving it above his head, and the game ended in complete confusion.
'He didn't catch it, he nearly swallowed it,' Flint was still howling twenty minutes later, but it made no difference-Harry hadn't broken any rules and Lee Jordan was still happily shouting the results-Griffindor had won by 170 points to 60.”
Who are the people you always tag in your edits?
Um well I’d usually tag ohhelga, dumblysbeard, and quibblrs because they’d be the ones I’d talk to around here most and that’s what friends do I guess, tag you in shit :)
I’m kinda too shy to tag anyone else to be honest but if any mutuals do want to be tagged in stuff let me know please :)
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"Spew?" said Harry, picking up a badge and looking at it. "What’s this about?"
"Not spew,” said Hermione impatiently, “It’s S-P-E-W. Stands for the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare.”
The Magic Begins
↳ 8: A scene you wanted to be in the movies: S.P.E.W.
Happy 25th Birthday Daniel Jacob Radcliffe!
Not so very long ago he wouldn’t even have been able to tell the colour of her eyes. But now he knew. Her eyes were brown. A rich, golden brown when she was happy. A dark, almost black brown when she was angry. They were never golden when she looked at him…
friendly reminder that you are
allowed encouraged to spam me with headcanons at any time of the day or night.
Shaftesbury Avenue. I used to come to the theatre here with Mum and Dad. I don’t know why I thought of it — it just popped into my head.
“People stereotype child actors and kind of expect you to go off the rails a bit, be a bit crazy, but that’s not really happened yet. I’ve got a big family so that helps, and they live really close to the studios so it’s just so much easier.” -Rupert Grint