Miri!! I Got One Of Those Copy And Paste Asks, And I'm Not A Huge Fan Of Those, But I Think It's Cute

Miri!! I got one of those copy and paste asks, and I'm not a huge fan of those, but I think it's cute so! what are 5 things that make you happy? 🌻🌻🌻 if you like, send it to 10 other people, but no pressure! 🌞

Ooo! That’s such a nice question, though. Hmm, five things that make me happy. Let’s see.

1. My husband! I know this is cheesy, but we’ve been together for sixteen years. He’s the love of my life, and I don’t know what I’d do without him, honestly.

2. My friends are really important to me, and they bring me a lot of joy.

3. Fandom! This one ties really closely with my friends because I’ve met so many amazing people through fandoms of all kinds, be it gaming, books, anime, etc.

4. Music makes me happy. It helps me through hard times and inspires me in good ones, too.

5. Good food is another thing that makes me happy. I’m easy to please that way, haha. 

I’m going to possibly publicly humiliate myself in the name of fun by guessing these in a reblog fashion. Wish me luck, folks!

1. Luna Lovegood 2. Shrieking Shack 3. Time Turner 4. Chocolate Frog  5. Sorting Hat 6. Draco 7. Teddy Lupin 8. Voldemort’s Horcruxes 9. Howler 10. Halfblood Prince 11. The Prophecy? 12. No idea 13. Also got nothing here 14.Department of Mysteries? 15. Harry and Cho’s Valentine’s Day date? 16. Something to do with Sir Cadogan? 17. Something about Scabbers? 18. Harry’s Amortentia scents 19. Harry Potter 20. Griphook

⚡️hogwarts emoji pictionary⚡️

the discord chat got hit with emoji-pictionary fever yesterday and we were coming up with these for hours & a lot of fun was had (these were all a collective group effort ✨). feel free to dm if you want a hint/the answers 😈

“All right, Snivellus?” said James loudly. 

Snape reacted so fast it was as though she had been expecting an attack: Dropping her bag, she plunged her hand inside her robes, and her wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, “Expelliarmus!” 

Snape’s wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind her. 

Sirius let out a bark of laughter. “Impedimenta!” he said, pointing his wand at Snape, who was knocked off her feet, halfway through a dive toward her own fallen wand. 

Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had gotten to their feet and were edging nearer to watch. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained. Snape lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on her, wands up, James glancing over his shoulder at the girls at the water’s edge as he went. Wormtail was on his feet now, watching hungrily, edging around Lupin to get a clearer view. 

“How’d the exam go, Snivelly?” said James. 

“I was watching her, her nose was touching the parchment,” said Sirius viciously. “There’ll be great grease marks all over it, they won’t be able to read a word.” 

Several people watching laughed; Snape was clearly unpopular. Wormtail sniggered shrilly. Snape was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on her; she was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes. 

“You — wait,” she panted, staring up at James with an expression of purest loathing. “You — wait… .” 

“Wait for what?” said Sirius coolly. “What’re you going to do, Snivelly, wipe your nose on us?” 

Snape let out a stream of mixed swear words and hexes, but her wand being ten feet away nothing happened. 

“Wash out your mouth,” said James coldly. “Scourgify!” Pink soap bubbles streamed from Snape’s mouth at once; the froth was covering her lips, making her gag, choking her— 

“Leave her ALONE!” James and Sirius looked around. James’s free hand jumped to his hair again. It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes — Harry’s eyes. Harry’s mother … 

“All right, Evans?” said James, and the tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature. 

“Leave her alone,” Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. “What’s she done to you?” 

“Well,” said James, appearing to deliberate the point, “it’s more the fact that she exists, if you know what I mean… .” 

Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book, didn’t, and neither did Lily. 

“You think you’re funny,” she said coldly. “But you’re just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave her alone.” 

“I will if you go out with me, Evans,” said James quickly. “Go on … Go out with me, and I’ll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again.” 

Behind him, the Impediment Jinx was wearing off. Snape was beginning to inch toward her fallen wand, spitting out soapsuds as she crawled. 

“I wouldn’t go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid,” said Lily. 

“Bad luck, Prongs,” said Sirius briskly, turning back to Snape. “OY!” 

But too late; Snape had directed her wand straight at James; there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James’s face, spattering his robes with blood. James whirled about; a second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, her robes falling over her head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of graying underpants. Many people in the small crowd watching cheered. Sirius, James, and Wormtail roared with laughter. 

Lily, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as though she was going to smile, said, “Let her down!” 

“Certainly,” said James and he jerked his wand upward. Snape fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Disentangling herself from her robes, she got quickly to her feet, wand up, but Sirius said, “Petrificus Totalus!” and Snape keeled over again at once, rigid as a board. 

“LEAVE HER ALONE!” Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily. 

“Ah, Evans, don’t make me hex you,” said James earnestly. 

“Take the curse off her, then!” James sighed deeply, then turned to Snape and muttered the countercurse. 

“There you go,” he said, as Snape struggled to her feet again, “you’re lucky Evans was here, Snivellus —” 

“I don’t need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!” Lily blinked. 

“Fine,” she said coolly. “I won’t bother in future. And I’d wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus.” 

“Apologize to Evans!” James roared at Snape, his wand pointed threateningly at her. 

“I don’t want you to make her apologize,” Lily shouted, rounding on James. “You’re as bad as she is… .” 

“What?” yelped James. “I’d NEVER call you a — you-know-what!” 

“Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you’ve just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can — I’m surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK.” She turned on her heel and hurried away. 

“Evans!” James shouted after her, “Hey, EVANS!” But she didn’t look back. 

“What is it with her?” said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throwaway question of no real importance to him. 

“Reading between the lines, I’d say she thinks you’re a bit conceited, mate,” said Sirius. 

“Right,” said James, who looked furious now, “right —” 

There was another flash of light, and Snape was once again hanging upside down in the air. 

“Who wants to see me take off Snivelly’s pants?” 

TL;DR: A group of boys attacks a girl, disarms her, knocks her off her feet, insults her, gags her, jinxes her, exposes her underwear, & finally threatens (and most likely does) to take off her underwear. 

This literally changes nothing except the pronoun of one character. Except now the Marauders’ actions seem so inexcusable, don’t they?

Miri! For the drarry prompts I would love to see your take on soulmate aus. Personally I like when it's a mark on their skin and/or it is only visible for a certain amount of time, but if something else strikes your fancy I would love to read that too!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

You know soulmate AUs are one of my favorite tropes! I was so excited to get this prompt, and it just flowed out of me once I got started. I sure hope you like what I came up with. ;D

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“It’s you,” Draco breathed, his eyes wide in a face drained of color. “Of course it’s you. It always has been. Merlin, I’m a fool.”

His hands came up to cradle his own face, hiding from the reality that the sharp, insistent tugging at his core was making apparent. If he’d dared to look up he might’ve seen a mirrored expression of shock on the face of the man across from him. His once upon a time childhood nemesis, Savior of them all, now revealed to be his soulmate. It just figured that this would happen. His luck never did hold for very long.

But why hadn’t it happened before? Why now? The soulmate bond was often said to be triggered by significant moments in the pair’s lives. Of course, that was only one theory. There were many theories on the whys and hows of the awakening of the link, but none had been proven fact. It was said that they researched soulmate bonds in the Department of Mysteries, but none of the fruits of that labor had ever been made public knowledge. 

He heard a soft intake of breath not his own, almost a gasp, perhaps, of pain quickly stifled, and then he was moving before he was even fully aware of what he was doing, driven by an instinct so strong it might as well have been automatic. Draco couldn’t have stopped himself had he wanted to. His hands dropped away from his face, as he moved forward to grasp Potter’s.. No, Harry’s bicep with one hand, the other cupping his cheek, thumb sliding along the curve of his cheekbone in a mindless caress. He’d never be just Potter to Draco ever again. His voice softened, concern taking over from incredulity in an instant at any sign of distress from his bonded.

“What is it; what’s wrong? Are you hurting anywhere? Talk to me, Harry.”

A strained laugh quickly followed by a slight shake of the head, and then Harry was closing his eyes and leaning into Draco’s touch like he actually welcomed it, which made Draco feel like all the air in the room had suddenly vanished, leaving him lightheaded and reeling. He almost missed Harry’s reply but just managed to yank his mind back into focus in time to catch the quietly murmured response.

“No, s’fine now. It just felt.. tight, almost like it might tear a bit. But it’s gone now, feels good. Warm…”

The mumbling faded away as Harry moved closer, arms going around Draco and holding him firmly as he turned his head and pressed his lips to Draco’s palm. This of course caused Draco’s face to heat, cheeks going pink even as horror at what Harry’s words implied struck him full force. Had he meant that his core felt like that before Draco had closed the distance between them?! He’d felt the pull, of course, urging him to touch Harry, to acknowledge their connection and close the loop, but it hadn’t been anything as frightening as what Harry described he’d felt in the instant that their bond had flared to life between them.

Shuddering at the very thought, the hand that was gripping Harry’s arm shifted to encircle his waist instead, needing the reassurance of both holding and being held in turn. Draco sighed as Harry pulled back a little to meet his gaze evenly, those familiar green eyes, so vivid in spite of the horrid oval frames that had become almost as recognizable as Harry’s scar watching him almost carefully as Harry voiced a question of his own.

“Are you alright? I know you said that it’s, um.. al-always been me, but you didn’t seem exactly thrilled when—”

Draco shook his head in sharp negation before cutting Harry off by covering Harry’s mouth with his own. It wasn’t quite how he imagined their first kiss would be (and Salazar had he imagined it plenty, despite never in a million years thinking any such thing would actually happen), but it was perfect all the same. Harry’s lips were soft and slightly chapped, parted a bit from being caught mid speech, and Draco took advantage of this when Harry made a low, needy sound and clutched at the back of Draco’s shirt in his hands. He slipped his tongue in, where it slid hotly against Harry’s as the other man surged against him.

There was suddenly zero distance between their bodies, and Draco moaned softly into the kiss as every part of him pressed against Harry from shoulder to hip. The hand that had been cupping Harry’s face sank into his hair instead, twining in the wild black curls as if to anchor him there more firmly. They explored every inch of each other’s mouths before pulling back just enough to catch their breaths, foreheads pressed together as they watched each other with new eyes. When Draco finally found his voice it was an octave lower than usual, thick with want and things he wasn’t quite ready to voice.

“I’m fine, you wanker. I was just surprised. You have no idea how long I’ve.. Well, nevermind that. I meant it. What I said. And I’m not unhappy that it’s you, Harry. Not at all.”

One corner of Harry’s mouth curved up in a lopsided smile, and it almost cut Draco off at the knees, to have it be directed at him, for him. He thought it might be his new mission in life to make Harry smile like that always. It was Harry who leaned forward this time to press another soft, yet brief kiss to Draco’s mouth before pulling back to speak, that smile in his voice making Draco light up inside in a way he thought he might quickly become addicted to.

“Good, you prat. Because I’m not either. Sad that it’s you, I mean. Not a bit.”

Draco’s breathing hitched at the admission, at what it implied, and Harry just kept smiling at him, calloused fingers rubbing gentle, lazy circles along Draco’s back as he watched him. And another thought struck him just then; perhaps luck was with him after all because Draco couldn’t imagine anything better than being here with Harry in this moment. Harry Potter, his former arch-rival, The Boy Who Lived Twice, his soulmate. Draco smiled.

Hmmm Harry/Ron?

Thoughts: I’ve always seen Ron and Harry as basically brothers. I’ve never really considered them as a romantic item, nor am I really intrigued by the idea. I’m not repulsed by it either, but it just doesn’t turn my crank. BROTP, for sure.

For the shipping bingo. Minerva McGonagall/Poppy Pomphrey. What're your thoughts??

Thoughts: I love them, actually! I’ve only really seen them as a side pair in other fics, and I’d say that McGonagall/Hooch is probably more common from what I’ve seen. I like both, but I prefer Minnie and Poppy. <3