Draco: Why Are You Squeezing Me With Your Body?

Draco: Why are you squeezing me with your body?

Voldemort: It’s a hug, Draco! I’m hugging you!

Sometimes I like to think about how if James and Lily had survived they would’ve been grandparents in their early forties like can you imagine James taking his namesake to the park and someone cooing over him and the baby like, “Your son is adorable,” and he tells them, “Grandson, actually,” and they think he’s joking until James Sirius catches his attention by saying, “Grandad!”

Concept: a movie theater that only shows Harry Potter films. The movies will be in 4D. The temperature will drop when dementors are present. Fans will blow on you during quidditch scenes. Enticing smells will be pumped in during feast scenes but don’t worry about feeling hungry because the theater will serve Bertie Botts, treacle tart, drumsticks, butterbeer, chocolate frogs and those tiny little pies that Mrs. Weasley makes. Instead of loyalty cups, you get discounts if you wear a Weasley sweater.

Sometimes I wonder about James Potter’s stag party and how literal it was

Denial

Draco:Boyfriend? I don’t want to be Hermione's "boyfriend"

Pansy: Well...what do you want then?

Draco: I don’t know! I just wanna be with her all the time. I wanna hear about her day and tell her about mine. I wanna...hold her hand and smell her hair. But, I don’t wanna be her stupid "boyfriend”

Pansy: Draco, what you just described is literally a boyfriends role in a relationship. And a pretty clingy one at that