JUST FOUND THIS HEADCANNON !

JUST FOUND THIS HEADCANNON !

regulus: “you have your-”

harry: “my mother’s eyes, i know”

regulus: “your father’s grin.”

SOBBING

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I love having a magpie patrons

Magpie-

Like all corvids, the magpie is incredibly curious, very smart, and unexpectedly playful. These traits are often found in the caster of a magpie patronus. Those who rely on a magpie patronus are not as mysterious as the caster of a raven patronus, nor as mischievous as those who call upon a crow, but they are very observant and are wonderful problem solvers. They are very strong individuals who will always love who they are and won’t succumb to judgement.

A magpie patronus symbolizes its casters mental power and knowledge. They are incredible in transfiguration. They rely on their cunning and wit over brute force. They are very playful and enjoy playing some games over fighting, but they are still very clever duelists.

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BEAT HIS ASS MR. POTTER!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Fleamont Potter who makes a plan the day he takes in Sirius Black as his own son in 1975.

Fleamont Potter who waits until James makes Regulus his son-in-law to make a heartwarming “father-of-both-grooms” speech at their wedding reception.

Fleamont Potter who leaves said wedding reception to go find Orion Black in his swanky members-only billiards hall—saying:

“Hello, my name is Fleamont Potter. You abused my kids, Sirius & Regulus. They’re fine now, but the same can’t be said for you.”

& then breaks Orion’s kneecap in with his own pool cue.

[The vision]

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This photo makes me very happy

I am very normal about this photo

Sirius: What was that last bit?

Everyone *but Sirius*: Nothing!!!

James: I am 100% straight.

Sirius: Remus Lupin, freshly showered, in nothing but a towl.

James: I am 90% straight.

Lily: Frank Longbottom in his quiditch uniform.

James: I am 80% straight.

Remus: Regulus black with a ring on each finger.

James: I am not straight.

13-year-old Sirius: You know what, I think it's time we started swearing. When we go downstairs for breakfast, I'll swear first and then you.

12-year-old Regulus: Okay.

[downstairs]

Walburga: What do you want for breakfast?

Sirius: I'll have Cocoa Puffs, bitch.

Walburga: Go to your room!

Walburga, to Regulus: And what do you want?

Regulus: Dunno but it won't be fucking Cocoa Puffs.