Young Volcanoes

whompingwillovv:

Under normal circumstances, the Potter-Weasley-Malfoy family would avoid the Press like the plague, but with a family that big, it’s simply not possible.

Each of the children has mastered their own- unique- method of dealing with the attention…

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Harry: Alright, it’s an 18 yard dash to the front door, it’s packed out there, 

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Harry: if someone gets separated YOU CIRCLE BACK. No one gets left behind!

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Ginny: Remember, don’t tuck your thumbs. It’s all in the elbows, no punches- 

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Ginny: I’m looking at you James and Lily.

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Harry: Don’t make eye contact, they sense weakness. Understand everyone?

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Everyone: *nods*

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Harry: Send us off Teddy, Victoire. Battle stations everyone!

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Ginny: *whistles* Go go go!

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tonlcs:

okay, so we know that tonks’ patronus changed to a wolf once she fell in love with remus, but what if remus’ changed too? 

he always made sure to cast a non-corporeal patronus – the sight of that damn wolf coming from the end of his wand was almost too much to bear, sometimes. it seemed like a cruel joke. but one day, on official order business, some dementors are sent after him as a diversion. he expects to dispatch of them easily – a patronus charm deals with them easily, and at this point he’s rather adept at it. 

but as he lifts his wand and wordlessly flicks it, it’s as if the wood explodes.

he can’t control it – he hasn’t felt this out of control of a charm since school. bursting forth, cutting wispy trails through the light and bounding at the dementors, is a jack rabbit. remus is so confused and taken aback that the charm nearly dissipates, but he’s able to hold it together long enough for the dementors to retreat. and once they do, the jack rabbit seems to look at him, and he could swear it winks before it disappears in a flash of light.

he only knows one other person that winks. he only knows one other person whose patronus is “some little rabbit,” she had said. “and honestly i thought i was going to get something cooler,” was how she’d continued.

if remus didn’t think he could hide how he felt about tonks before, he definitely couldn’t now.

Piece O’ Cake

gentlect:

Ahh, a lovely, peaceful Sunday morning. Sun sparkling on the dew, the sweet tittering of birdies, the gentle-

CRASH

-ah. The gentle crash of onrushing disaster in the kitchen.

Hello, Molly Prewett!

All set up for a day of baking?

Would this have anything to do with a certain young man who is turning 18 today?

And what are you giving young Arthur Weasley for his birthday?

Ahh, a classic Julia Child recipe for vanilla souffle! That is a tricky recipe. Thank goodness for magic, eh? Well, best get your wand, Molly!

…That’s a wooden spoon, Molly. That is not your wand. Where’s your w–? Oh, Molly. You’re not thinking of trying to make a souffle the muggle way?

Molly, if we have learned anything about you, it is that you don’t have the knack for doing things without magic. You’re bound to mess this up!

You’re determined, then?

Alright then, Molly, best of luck.

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