Maybe We Should Just Stay Here, Harry. Grow Old.

Maybe we should just stay here, Harry. Grow old.

— r.m

At least I warned you about the dragons. Hagrid warned me about the dragons.

just a little fun with brush pens and ink and such

headcanon of the day: both harry and hermione have the absolute, literal worst resting bitch face known to mankind.

for harry it was one of the many things that made the dursleys extremely angry at him and one of the numerous reason other kids just didn’t really flock his way.

for hermione it was one of the traits that always gave her an air of superiority. looking like she is judging everything you do paired with her extensive knowledge on certain things and the fact that she is not oblivious of this knowledge always made her to be seen as a know-it-all, more or less.

ron, on the other hand, is all smiles and strong expressions and funny faces. he’s always cracking jokes and making all those around him laugh. he looks sweet and approachable, but being constantly attached at the hip with the two single most intimidating eleven year olds in the castle does not help his cause at all.

everybody knows the golden trio is tight knit. by the end of their first year everyone knows that if you need to know where granger is on a thursday evening she’ll probably be writing up notes at the quidditch pitch with weasley as they watch harry potter train with the gryffindor team. everybody knows that you will never find the boy who lived walking out and about without “his ginger” loudly talking about whatever by his side.

despite wanting to be friends with the saviour, a lot of students don’t even dare approach.

ron is completely oblivious of the way his two friends look to others. he doesn’t really get why some gryffindors and hufflepuffs seem nervous after wishing harry goodluck before a game or why the ravenclaws kind of hesitate before asking hermione to borrow her notes. to him, that’s just how his best friends look.

after all, he really can’t see how anybody would be intimidated by the harry potter who had bought a whole trolley of candy to split with him upon first meeting, or the hermione granger who would get thoroughly upset whenever he beat her at chess.

Harry: when i sing along to ‘riptide’ by vance joy, i change the lyrics to say “i’m still scared of pretty girls and starting conversations” rather than “i was scared”

Harry: because i am still very much afraid of pretty girls

Harry: and starting conversations

Harry: and sometimes i change “girls” to “boys”

Harry: because they are also very scary.