McGonagall: "so What Does Everyone Have Planned For The Weekend?"

McGonagall: "so what does everyone have planned for the weekend?"

Snape: "I said I would help Y/N with some student grading"

McGonagall: "you should take her out"

Y/N: "Yea let make babies"

Snape spits out his tea over the table

Imagine.

Snape falling in love, or even worse

Lusting over someone...

I feel like after loving only Lily his whole life and thinking he can only love Lily, falling in love and being aroused by someone would make him panic to say the least. This man wouldn't have a panic attack. He would have a whole Judge Frollo in front of fire moment.

𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 <𝟑

"𝕯𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 ."- 𝓐𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓭 "𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮" 𝓣𝓪𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓻𝔂𝓮𝓷

Cr : donatedpizza

Ugh , why can't i just run back to 2010.

Alice in Wonderland, 2010 dir Tim Burton.

Alan Rickman as Absolem and Mia Wasikowska as Alice Kingsleigh

we are who we are // fred weasley

Summary: You feel you’re unworthy of love, and Fred proves you’re wrong.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: mean comments towards the reader, self-esteem issues, angst with a happy end

A/N: As always, please remember English is not my first language. Thanks to @coffee-jelly544​ for proofreading this!

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You stormed out the Great Hall, running through the corridors ignoring the glances other students were giving you. You stumbled toward your usual spot, your favorite tree. You liked how it lifted his branches to the sky as if his mere existence were enough to drive away the gloom and command the sun to shine on his waxy leaves. His bark glistened like the perfect type of gold, the kind that lifts the mind to dizzying heights of imagination, opening doorways to wondrous realms. It was no surprise that you went to the tree when your spirit needed to recharge; the touch of the trunk and thick branches felt like a hug from the gods above. This time, though, was different. You couldn’t get the pain to go away even as you slid down its trunk into a curled position, tears flowing down your cheeks.

Your mind was filled with the echo of his nasty remarks. Again and again. Never stopping. Mocking you. Making you feel stupid. Aiming to hurt you, even if he didn’t know you were listening.

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