Quidditch - Blog Posts
Ik it doesn’t make sense at all but in my head James Potter is amazing at every sport, like he just loves all sports and always has motivation, and talent, for them.
Maybe he got the muddy, hands in dirt, playing in the rain, speed, stamina, side from Monty and the adrenaline, need to be great, power, skill, side from Effie.
Or maybe it’s just greatness he always had, but in my head under whatever circumstances he is just good at sports
Story Idea no 1: Contaminated
Harry Potter x Zombies
Well it’s been 3 years after the war. Most warriors become auror or just works at the ministry. Me, and the weasley twins become quidditch players in Puddlemere United quidditch team (me as a chaser, the twins as beater as usual).
Our lives couldn’t have been more better after the war. I mean, i just saved fred-fkin-weasley from death. Like, imagine if i didn’t save him at the first place (*cough* jk rowling *cough*). One day, Kingsley Shacklebolt aka our new minister of magic suddenly called us (the golden trio, silver trio, me and the twins) and tell us that there’s been a freakin Zombie attack on the muggle world! And that the zombies at trying to get through our world too. After long lectures of “what the hell is a mo’ freakin zombie” lectured by me and Hermione, we get ready.
We’re not just gonna use wands, we’re also gonna use muggle weapons, such as: gun, knife, sword (yes, Kingsley succeeded to Convince us to use a sword) , and bunch other stuff. While the ministry is spreading warning through daily prophet, we got down to muggle world and, oh boy.
It’s turning into a freakin apocalypse now!
Kingsley told us about how there’s zombies around because a stupid company has spilled dangerous chemicals and contamining some water sources and people at the company too. When the people contaminated with these chemicals, their cell brains got destroyed and leave them to behave like animals. specifically, cannibals. They become crazy and sht and people that they bite or tear will become zombies too.
And then we basically just got inside a freakin war zone. And you wanna ask which one’s worse; this apocalypse or battle of Hogwarts? I think you already know the answer. – yea i just watched ‘freakish’ (its a tv show on hulu ft Liza Koshy fyi) and i was inspired so i make this story idea ehe -lily
First design V. Most Recent
What a difference a year makes (the new one was made today in my genocide class)
But, I need some help
I’m struggling with names
- Aquila Corvus Black
- Aquila Vulpecula Black
- Lyra Corvus Black
- Scorpia Aquila Black
- Europa Corvus Black
And many other name order variations
If anyone has any recommendations for a name for a Black Family OC PLEASE HELP ME. I’m mainly going for stars or constellations.
Quidditch and drarry are so dear to me
clothing swap
oliver wood x gn!reader
words: 538
summary: Oliver didn’t expect for someone to see him shirtless on the train, but that’s what happens after he spills his pumpkin juice all over y/n.
“Jesus Christ, did you just spill coffee on me?” Your voice jumps up as you feel the hot liquid seeping through your shirt. This is certainly not how you wanted your train ride back to Hogwarts to go.
“Well, it’s actually hot pumpkin juice.” At the sound of his rich Scottish accent, you look up to see a brunette with luminous brown eyes looking down at you. He has a small smirk, which doesn’t surprise you when you look down to see he’s wearing a Gryffindor quidditch sweater.
“You’re kidding me.”
“I am not.”
“Well, all my other clothes are in my trunk, so I guess I’m wearing this through dinner,” the words come out with an exasperated sigh as you push your head back.
“You can borrow my jumper.” He begins to lift his shirt, slowly revealing his toned body, clearly sculpted by hours of quidditch practice.
“Woah! You can keep your clothes on.” He smiles down at you and offers out his hand. With a hint of confusion, you accept, and he lifts you up effortlessly, which is another thing that would surprise you if it weren’t for his quidditch sweater. He quickly leads you out of your train car and towards the bathrooms.
“Where are you taking me?” He doesn’t answer your question, and instead opens the door to the bathroom. The door is somewhat jammed, and he has to lift the handle, but he clearly already knows this, and he opens it with ease. He motions for you to step into the bathroom and locks the door behind you.
“Here,” he says, his Scottish accent still enticing you, as he quickly throws off his sweater and passes it to you. You stare at him blankly, trying not to look directly at his toned body, but you can’t help yourself.
“Do you need me to leave?” He asks with a smirk, making you need a moment to compose yourself.
“No, this is fine,” you say hesitantly before slipping off your shirt, unsure of what to do with it. When you look at Oliver, his face is slightly flushed, and he’s staring right at your exposed body. He quickly clears his throat and makes eye contact with you as he grabs the shirt out of your hand.
“Wait, I’m not sure we’re the same size,” you say awkwardly as he starts to put the shirt on.
“We’re wizards. We’ve got magic to fix those kinds of issues,” he says with a small chuckle as he finishes dressing himself in your clothes. “So, are you going to continue to stand in front of me naked, or are you going to put my shirt on?”
“Oh, sorry,” you say flusteredly before quickly shoving on his shirt. He laughs softly before taking a step closer to you, his face just inches away from yours.
“I’m Wood. Oliver Wood. If you’d ever like to stand in front of me naked again, then write me an owl,” he says in a low playful voice that accentuates all the sexiness in his voice. His hot breath felt good on your neck, and you consider if you might need more time in this bathroom as he quickly unlocks the door and steps out.
“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝐺𝑟𝑦𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑟, 𝑊𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑦, 𝑆𝑒𝑡 𝐺𝑟𝑦𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡;
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
me: i don’t chase, i attract.
the guy i like: *exists*
me:
this MIGHT be me and my friend group
Anwell started playing Quidditch back in Koldovstvoretz. And although he had no ambitions to go into sports after school, his talent could not be ignored: he was an excellent flyer.
His excellent physical fitness is due not so much to exercise and activity, but to the fact that in Koldovstvoretz they fly not on brooms, but on trees (!), which requires much more energy expenditure.
Having entered Hogwarts, Anwell immediately signed up for the tryouts at the beginning of the year and successfully passed them. As a result, the young man joined the Hufflepuff team. It's just a pity that the matches were cancelled that year.🌝
Emma Vanity
Marauders Era Masterlist
FC: Andrea Chaparro
MBTI Type: ENTJ
House: Slytherin
Best friend: Dorcas Meadows
Others:
Slytherin Quidditch Team Captain
Chaser
Born wealthy
Adores poems
Loves pet names (but only from people she’s close with)
Has a nickname for all of her close friends
Probably has a pet bird
Not an owl but some sort of bird
Like I want to say she has a pet Raven
Knows a bunch of different dance styles and loves trying new ones
Night > Day
She has definitely voiced that she thinks there should be quidditch matches held during the night (she’s been turned down every time)
Loves learning about herbs
Her best subject is potions
Mary Macdonald and Emmeline Vance HCs
Marauders Era Masterlist
Mary: Talks
Emmeline: Listens
Mary: Sunshine
Emmeline: Rain
Emmeline: Wears Jewlery
Mary: Makes the Jewlery
Mary: Extrovert
Emmeline: Introvert
Emmeline: “I have a bad feeling about this.”
Mary: “Just follow my lead”
Mary: Elton John
Emmeline: ABBA
Mary: 50+ friends
Emmeline: 10> friends
Mary: loves parties
Emmeline: hates parties
Mary: Bisexual
Emmeline: Lesbian
Emmeline: Plays quidditch
Mary: Cheers
Mary: Youngest child
Emmeline: Only child
Mary: Golden Retriever
Emmeline: Black Cat
Emmeline: Will eat anything
Mary: Picky eater
Mary: always hot
Emmeline: always cold
Mary: Action movies
Emmeline: Horror movies
Mary: words of affirmation
Emmeline: acts of service
Emmeline: Sunshine protector
Mary: Sunshine
Mary: coffee drinker
Emmeline: tea drinker
Mary: sings while drunk
Emmeline: sober and listens
Mary: *brings home stray animal*
Emmeline: “Did you name it yet?”
Mary: Animal lover
Emmeline: also loves animals
Mary: loves little kids
Emmeline: intimidated by little kids
Mary: cat lady
Emmeline: supports cat lady
Emmeline: sleeps on the right side of the bed
Mary: sleeps on top of Emmeline
(The left side is for the cats)
Emmeline: Ravenclaw
Mary: Gryffindor
Anscestors Era Characters
Anscestors Era Masterlist
|All photos from Pinterest|
Gryffindors
Hailee Steinfeld as Minerva McGonagall
Ashley Greene as Rolanda Hooch
Millie Bobby Brown as Rosemerta Padgett
Hufflepuffs
Saoirse Ronan as Poppy Pomfrey
Nicola Coughlin as Pomona Sprout
Slytherins
Richard Madden as Alphard Black
I saw a TikTok about how someone couldn’t decide if Carnival would be the hype song for Gryffindor or Slytherin but like guys it’s def Ravenclaw. Like come on, “head so good she honor roll”!
Headcanon: Quidditch players run work-outs for everyone interested
They have a schedule that indicates who leads the lessons every day.
No age limits. First years bond with older students. There's no strict colored uniform, so lots of students make friends without knowing what house the other one is in.
Imagine McGonagal joining a few times, and feeling shy around all the youngsters, but everyone has so much fun and beg her to come again every day. It's special days every time she's there.
Poppy and Pomona join any time they can. They always come together and giggle just like teenagers around them.
Flitwick LOVES it and earns lots of compliments from whoever leads the practice which makes his day. Everyone knows if he was praised this morning for his moves, he'd happily complement everyone's moves in his own class.
Hagrid makes horrible dad jokes, but everyone hysterically rolls on the grass, sometimes work-outs end early.
Snape would never, but he secretly asked for advice on back pains and exercises in his room.
HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE
I'm so proud of this lol. Should I make more fake insta pages? I had lots of fun
Also, if you have any ideas for hp fanart, you're welcome. I'm focused on weasels and griffindorks of the golden era rn, but I don't mind some slytherins. If you're willing to share your thoughts and ideas on glee, you're my bff and I love you. Please give me more glee. I love glee. I live for glee. Glee.
p.s. Sorry if I made any mistakes, I'm not native and tried my best
Gee ♥️
I really love him with a messy bun help
Been super into Harry Potter again lately, and I couldn’t resist making some fanart.
(Also apparently the pattern on the Slytherin stands is really hard to find a reference for [at least for me] so sorry if the pattern isn’t right, lmao)
i care more about lee jordan's quidditch commentary than i care about quidditch
Sirius Black Narrating his First Quidditch Match
"Welcome to the 187th annual Quidditch match!" Sirius roared into the microphone over the general din.
"Oh, I regret this already," Professor McGonagall mumbled under her breath. She turned to face Sirius. "Mr. Black, we do not number our Quidditch matches that way."
"Well, we should," Sirius responded quickly. "It would be much easier to keep track of them."
"I think that the system that we are using now is working just fine," Professor McGonagall responded dryly.
With a nod and a wink, Sirius said, "Ah, I see. You want to keep things traditional. Got it. Change is hard."
Professor McGonagall looked up at the sky as if sending a quick prayer to any gods that may be looking down from above. "Mr. Black, when I told you that you could fill in for Mr. Harper as the Quidditch Commentator, you promised me that you would behave yourself."
"Did I?" Sirius asked innocently.
After receiving a glare from Professor McGonagall, Sirius rolled his eyes. "Yes, Professor, I promise."
Fully aware of the fact that she would soon come to regret this, Professor McGonagall nodded her head once, indicating that Sirius could start the commentary for the match.
Feeling eager, Sirius immediately belted out, "Good morning, Hogwarts!"
"It's two in the afternoon," Professor McGonagall interrupted.
Ignoring her, Sirius continued, "Welcome to our first game of the season."
"This is our fourth game," Professor McGonagall corrected.
Again, Sirius pretended not to hear her. Gesturing to one end of the pitch, he said into the microphone, "On one side, we have the chivalrous, the talented, and very courageous GRYFFINDORS!"
Cheers erupted from the crowd as the Gryffindor Qudditch team flew out on their brooms into the stadium.
"On the other side, we have the brilliant, the creative, and the stone cold RAVENCLAWS!"
The audience cheered for the Ravenclaw team as well.
"Let the battle BEGIN!"
"It's — it's not a battle," Professor McGonagall said through clenched teeth.
"And the balls have been let out," Sirius said, watching the two bludgers fly into the air. His dark eyes trailed the tiny golden ball that was weaving between them. "Watch out for those two black balls. They look like they mean business."
The coach stepped onto the field, quietly lecturing the players to play a nice, clean game. A few seconds later, the quaffle was thrown in the air.
"And the quootle has been set free!"
"It's the quaffle," Professor McGonagall enunciated, her fists balled.
"And now we've got Kelly from Ravenclaw, who has got a hold of the quootle and is racing away on her broom."
"Mr. Black, it's called the quaffle," Professor McGonagall reminded him for the second time.
"Kelly's passing the quootle to Rick. Then back to her. Then back to him. Then back to — whoa. Anyone else feeling a little dizzy here? Surely there's gotta be a better way than to just — WHOA! Rick threw the ball and made it through that circle thing. To bad for those Gryffindors, 'cause it looks like the Ravenclaws have just gotten themselves 15 points."
"No," said Professor McGonagall, willing herself not to strangle Sirius. "It's 10 points. Only 10."
"Yeah, but I thought their cool maneuvering deserved a couple of extra points."
"That's not how the game works," Professor McGonagall said sharply. "You told me that you understood the rules of the game, Mr. Black. Are you telling me that you have no idea what you are doing?"
Sirius scoffed. "Of course I know what I'm doing. I live in a dorm with James. Do you honestly believe that he wouldn't lecture all of us about the rules of Qudditch? Speaking of which..." Sirius trailed off and waved frantically at one of the scarlet-robed players racing on a broom around the field. "HI, JAMES! HEY! LOOK AT ME!"
James waved his arm at Sirius in a dismissive 'go away' motion before seizing the quaffle and shooting it into the goal.
Sirius was clearly not pleased that his friend was ignoring him. "So rude. You'd think that he would take one small moment to say hello. But no. Instead he puts all his attention on the dang quootle. Shows what he thinks is most important."
"Ten points to Gryffindor," Professor McGonagall said into the microphone as the crowd cheered, elated that Gryffindor had made its first goal.
"Oh no. After that rude treatment he just gave me? I say we take 10 points away from Gryffindor. Start them negative," Sirius insisted.
Rolling her eyes, Professor McGonagall said, "You can't just take away points from teams."
"Sure I can."
"No, I assure you that you can't."
"Well, fine," Sirius answered huffily. "Then I'll just give Ravenclaw an additional 20 points."
"You can't do that either," Professor McGonagall said, pausing as the Ravenclaws scored a second time. "We can give Ravenclaw ten more points because they just scored, but that's it."
"Ugh, fine," Sirius said, waving his hand indifferently.
Professor McGonagall sighed, massaging her temples.
"And Roger picks up the quootle and passes it to Kelly," Sirius continued. He paused for a moment to add, "And if Roger can afford the new Thunderbird 3000 broomstick, he can certainly pay back the four galleons that he owes me."
"Mr. Black — " Professor McGonagall started.
Sirius interrupted her. "I'm just adding a little zing to the commentary, Professor. No harm done. Kelly passes the quootle to Kevin, who throws it to Rick, then — INTERCEPTED BY MARLENE! Mmm — I wouldn't mind going out with her. Have you seen her play? Stone-cold, yes, but gorgeous. Damn, she is looking fine out there — "
"Mr. Black, stop objectifying female players."
"Would it make you feel better if I objectified the male players as well?" Sirius asked sweetly. Without waiting for an answer, he plowed on, "Marlene passes to Gerry of Gryffindor, who is looking scrumptious in that Quidditch uniform. Can I hear a heck yeah from the audience of you agree?"
Sirius looked extremely pleased with himself when a sizable chunk of the audience yelled back, "Heck Yeah!"
Professor McGonagall rolled her eyes.
Sirius grinned. "I just wanted to let you all know that the Gryffindor captain James Potter is single and ready to mingle if your name is Lily Evans — "
"I'm warning you — " Professor McGonagall threatened.
"Gerry passes it back to Marlene, who goes in for the steal, and — YES! She made Gryffindor's second goal!"
The Gryffindor fans went wild, stomping their feet and clapping, while the Ravenclaws looked surly.
"Ah, where is the quootle," Sirius continued restlessly, searching the field. "All right, there it is, and — WHOA! That black ball almost knocked Aidan off his broom! Isn't anyone going to do something about that?"
"That's the bludger, Mr. Black," Professor McGonagall explained impatiently. "It's supposed to do that."
"The blooder?" Sirius asked.
"The bludger," she corrected.
"Blugger?"
"BLUD-GER. And ten points to Ravenclaw for their third goal. The score is now 30 for Ravenclaw and 20 for Gryffindor," Professor McGonagall said into the microphone.
Snapping his fingers together, Sirius said, "I know the ball that you're talking about. The blooger. Very nasty ball, most likely created by a group of Slytherins hell-bent on making children suffer."
"Mr. Black — "
"I'm just saying," Sirius answered matter-of-factly. "If those bloogers weren't so aggressive, Aidan wouldn't be running away from one!"
"He's not running away," Professor McGonagall said, tugging on the microphone. "He's seen the Snitch!"
Sirius tugged the microphone back. "The snatch? Hey everyone! Stop what you're doing! Aidan's gonna get the snatch!"
"The Snitch!" McGonagall yelled into the microphone, feeling exasperated.
"He's gonna get it! Any second now. He's weaving and bobbing and doing much better than Steven with the ugly face."
"Mr. Black, please don't insult the other players," Professor McGonagall said tersely, sitting on the edge of her chair.
"Well, it's true," Sirius answered unapologetically. "His face looked like it caved in on itself. HEY! Do you think that he got hit in the face by a blooger as a child? Repeatedly?"
"Get back to the match," Professor McGonagall called out.
"Right," Sirius continued. "We're all rooting for Aidan to get the ball, 'cause his face is slightly less off-putting. In fact, I think he's going to get the ball... now. No, wait.... now. Riiight now! Okay, okay. 1-2-3... NOW!"
"Mr. Black, stop this nonsense!" Professor McGonagall ordered him.
"He's reaching.... he's reaching.... and... YES! AIDAN GOT THE SNATCH! WAHOO! 10,000 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR!" Sirius yelled as the crowd went wild.
"150!" McGonagall yelled, changing the score. "Gryffindor wins, 160 to 30!"
"Yeah, Gryffindor!" Sirius bellowed, punching his fist into the air and knocking McGonagall's hat off by accident. "Bet you Ravenclaws wish you'd stayed in bed this morning, huh?"
"All right, that's enough. Hand me the microphone," Professor McGonagall said sharply.
Sirius leaned into the microphone one last time. "S-Dog out!"
I need someone to love me as much as Oliver Wood loved quidditch
Best quidditch team (๑>◡<๑) 💕
It’s hard to imagine, right, Murphy? x)
Sooo impartial (￣▽￣;)
/wiping away a proud tear/
ps: I guess professor Sprout is not into sports? :D
I SHIFTED (to hogwarts) LAST NIGHT AND HERE ARE SOME STORIES/THINGS THAT HAPPENED INCASE ANYONE WANTS THEM OR NOT ITS FINE IM JUST EXCITED AHH
THIS IS REALLY LONG IM SO SORRY YOU DONT HAVE TO READ IF U DONT WANT TO I LOVE U ANYWAY <3
((I spent like 4ish months at hogwarts when I shifted))
Im a slytherin in my 6th year
Im dating Fred!!!!!!!!!
My absolute best friends are Draco, Cedric, and Ron
And the others in my group are Harry, Hermione and George
All of us walk to the great hall together every day and sit by each other, and then split off after depending on who has classes with who
Draco and I have a brother-sister kinda dynamic , so we pick on each other a lot but have each other's back [slytherin buddiesss]
while Ced and I are the cuddly best friends (NO ROMANCE) who are attached at the hip (when I'm not with Fred lol)
Ron and I are the comedic duo and we always say the stupidest shit- we are the lives of the party, usually always partners in herbology and potions
Ron and Draco literally argue all the damn time but they will behave if I ask them to lol
ok ok ok ok FRED
He takes muggle studies the hour I have care of magical creatures and he always insists on picking me up from COMC even though it's so far and he's always out of breath, but he's always waiting for me as my class ends.
"I nearly knocked snape over on my way down here today"
I literally told him he should just take his broom down instead of fucking sprinting across the grounds and he was baffled like "THATS SUCH A GOOD IDEA WHAT WOULD I DO WITHOUT YOU"
Always calls me darling, love, sweetheart
Cedric accidentally knocked my books out of my arms one day and said "sorry love, let me help you with that" and Fred got so red and pissed off that ced called me that lmao
Now that I'm starting to remember more Fred got jealous of Diggory a lot- ced gave me a teddy bear for my bday and kissed the top of my head (a friendly kiss no flirtiness) and Fred left and came back with a bigger teddy bear and ced got upset so I had to tell Fred to apologize but now everyone's all good
Fred is so possessive oml- his arms are always around me sometimes I can't breathe through his death grip
I FUCKING KNOCKED OVER MY CAULDRON IN POTIONS AND IT BURNED THROUGH SNAPES SHOE AND RON WAS MY PARTNER AND HE JUST MUMBLED "never in my life did I think I would see snapes toes"
We got detention lmao
HUFFLEPUFFS THROW THE BEST PARTIES MOVE OVER GRYFFINDOR
Seamus blew up my pumpkin juice at dinner and Draco picked up his goblet of water and just splashed it at Seamus's face and it started a food fight
((there weren't like, labeled house tables?? Everyone was all just sitting together and it was so nice, usually Draco sits next to me bc he prefers to talk to me over the others--Seating arrangement is Draco, me, Fred, George and then across the table is Ced, Ron, Harry, & hermione,,, other than that it's just random around us))
DRACO FLINCHES WHEN HERMIONE RAISES HER ARM FOR LITERALLY ANYTHING BECAUSE HE THINKS SHES GONNA PUNCH HIM AGAIN AHHH
Fred and George have tried to switch multiple times to see if I noticed but I always did
Fred took me to hogsmeade and started buying me everything my eyes lingered on for more than a second and I was like freddie where the hell are u getting this money from and he said he made a huge [illegal] quidditch bet with lee
I HAVE NICKNAMES FOR EVERYONE THEY SOUND MEAN BUT WE ALL TEASE EACH OTHER ITS OKAY
Fred: Freddie, Frrrrrredrick, bear (idk why lol)
Cedric: Ced, sunshine (sarcastically)
Ron: *yells across the great hall/classroom/grounds* RONALD, dumbass
Draco: Drake (he rolls his eyes but he totally loves it), bleach (joke on his hair), blondie, your highness (when he's acting bitchy)
George: idiot
Hermione: 'mione, smartie, gal
Harry: Harold even tho his name isn't Harold I call him Harold all the damn time and now people ask if his name is Harold and he just sighs deeply every time someone asks him
Me: everyone calls me princess, I bring everyone together they all love me it's literally my perfect world I love them all so much
I have a lot of little details about fashion and like what we all wear so here they are
draco and I have matching snake rings for slytherin, they're both black and silver
FRED HAS HIS LONG HAIR and he uses my green scrunchie to tie it back during classes and quidditch games MAN BUN FRED MAN BUN FRED
Molly weasley made me a jumper🥺its got my initial on it and she made it green for slytherin
Literally half of my wardrobe is stuff I've stolen from my guy friends. When things get too small on them they all go to me. Fred's pj pants w/ the gryffindor crest on them, dracos old jumper, ced's old quidditch jersey, a warm hat that Ron had but he got a new one and didn't need his anymore
I'm a keeper for slytherin so I get to play with Draco and playing against gryffindor is absolutely hilarious becsuse half of my friends are on the team and also Freddie
We had a five hour game once and Draco FAKE FAINTED so the game would stop- it was a draw and no one knows he fake fainted except for me
Freddie got a necklace for me with his initials on it and I wear it every day
Ron and I sneak into the kitchen at midnight on fridays, sometimes we bake, most of the time we just eat so much food
I TAUGHT THEM VINES AND SNAPE THOUGHT WE WERE CASTING A CURSE OR SOMETHING WHEN I WHISPERED "it is Wednesday my dudes" and Ced, Ron, Fred, George and I all went aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHH and disrupted class
KINDA NSFW WARNING: Fred is perfect omg. I don't want to get SUPER into the spicy details but this man KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, he's rough yet soft, it's always so loving, HES SUCH A TEASE. When he loses a quidditch game, especially against slytherin(me mwahaha) is when it's the most rough (more motivation for me to play my best I guess), and if I'm upset or we're tired or something that's when it's the softest. We use the room of requirement and a few times it was the quidditch lockers 🤭🤭
My friends are fucking the best, we get into trouble all the time and all of us were speed walking down the hall and laughing because we were all going to go prank the ravenclaws and mcgonnagall saw us walking and started to say something and then just let out an exasperated sigh and turned the other way
SNAPE TOLD DRACO HE WAS TOO GOOD TO BE HANGING AROUND WITH US SO ME AND DRACO PUT A SLEEPING POTION IN HIS GOBLET DURING DINNER AND HE PASSED OUT ON THE TABLE
Overall snape hates me lmao
Harry came back from dumbledore office saying he asked him to go on some stupid quest and I went to his office with 'mione and we told him to stop making harry do stupid shit that could get him killed, well i said that and ''mione asked a bit more nicely lmao
Cormac grabbed my ass when I was walking with Draco and Draco pushed him down the moving staircase
I got called to demonstrate how to pull out a baby mandrake and I put my earmuffs on and pulled it out immediately but forgot to check if everyone else had their earmuffs on and HALF THE CLASS PASSED OUT and Cedric had his on and he just started slow clapping
I HAVE MORE BUT THIS IS ALREADY WAYYYY TOO LONG SO BYE
Daybreak
There is something peaceful about early mornings
Anyone else think that the Weird Sisters would be great as the OG Superb Chasers?
Ohhh Harry's reflexes must be insane! And I totally agree with your arguments, although I'm not sure how cardiovascular endurance plays a part, sorry I'm a bit dumb xd and oh yes grip strength must be crazy too since he must be able to stay on the broom while it's flying super fast. That takes real physical strength in the arms and stomach muscles. His stamina is probably also high level.
Thanks for your imput ☺️
describing harry as "an insanely athletic man" while all he does is sit on a flying broom is crazy work
Yeah I also don't see him as a macho buff guy. I like to think of him as someone strong but skinny (those guys you would underestimate, but they'd break you if you try anything funny).
But we see some things differently sooo, let's wrap this up 😄
describing harry as "an insanely athletic man" while all he does is sit on a flying broom is crazy work