OMG IF YOU DON’T REBLOG I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU I MEAN EVERYBODY NEEDS THIS ON THEIR BLOG LIKE SERIOUSLY OMG KJSDAF VKJSD AHFJKR HFKJE
HOLY OMG I CANT I CANT
LETS NOT BREAK THE FUCKING POST BUT OMG DIS CAT
If this post breaks I’ll kill somebody, or a lot of somebodies. But this cat.
My brothers and sisters, forgive me if I start crying like a baby.
no one gives fanfic writers enough credit like can we just slow clap it out for all the writers who can manage to finish a fic or just even start one and have the confidence to put it out there for everyone to see because that shit is pretty hard to do and so is typing it all up and just thinking of the plot and all the little details idk writers are great
Fanfics writers are my favorite people.
We better reblog this as much as we can 2013 is almost over
"Does anyone recognize this potion here…yes, my dear?” said Slughorn, looking slightly bemused, as Hermione’s hand punched the air.
“It is indeed. It seems almost foolish to ask,” said Slughorn, who was looking mightily impressed, “but I assume you know what it does?”
“It’s the most powerful love potion in the world!” said Hermione.
“Quite right! You recognized it, I suppose, by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen?”
“And the steam rising in characteristic spirals,” said Hermione enthusiastically, “and it’s supposed to smell differently to each of us according to what attracts us. For example, I can smell bits of leather, mint soap, and cinnamon…toothpaste.”
Dammit, she thought, silently chastising herself for getting carried away. Though Hermione’d earned Gryffindor 10 points for her answer, she’d wished she’d kept quiet. She could feel a deep blush creeping up on her cheeks and around her nose, and she couldn’t help fidgeting with the sleeves of her robes nervously.
No one could know how she felt. She didn’t even want to know how she felt. It was wrong, all wrong. He was…well, he was him. And she was her. And they just didn’t fit. She hoped no one noticed how anxious she’d become.
But someone did notice. Someone who smelled like bits of leather, mint soap, and whose mouth still tasted of the cinnamon toothpaste he’d used this morning after breakfast. For the first time the whole lesson, Draco Malfoy perked up. Because Amortentia, it would seem, smelled a lot like him to Hermione Granger.
Im hoping to buy a 3DS XL, Pink/White Model for a friend that lives in the UK. Anyone selling one?
Please and Thank you for your assistance..
If you dont know anyone please reblog this in hopes that some one selling one may contact me.
THE BEST COOKIE RECIPES :D
can I eat all of them at once please
reblogging for future reference omfg
reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
OH MY FUCKING GOD, IT’S BACK ON MY DASH.
THIS SHIT WORKS OKAY, I AM DEAD SERIOUS.
The last time I saw this on my dash, I didn’t think it would happen, so jokingly I wished I could go to a fun. concert.
AND GUESS WHAT, I WENT TO A FUCKING FUN. CONCERT.
THIS SHIT WORKS, TRY IT.
Oh I have to reblog it as well huh, here goes nothing.