darkblondefury:

wolfstaraddict:

salazar-slanderin:

captofthesswolfstar:

captainevilpants:

lycanthropuns:

the-feels-got-me:

lycanthropuns:

stuckwith-harry:

seriousaboutsirius:

seriousaboutsirius:

seriousaboutsirius:

but I want to know how long it took for the marauders to come up with their nicknames

“for the last time sirius, we’re not going to call peter ‘rabies’”

“remus if you call me ‘prancer’ one more time I will ram you into a wall I swear to merlin’s beard”

“SHUT UP POTTER WE ARE NOT CALLING ME SNUFFLES”

“Bambi my ass, Sirius.”

“Moonlight sounds a bit ridiculous, Peter.”

“Sirius, you’re going to be Furry Little Problem the Second.”

“Black Plague is way too metal for Pete, I mean honestly.”

“We’re not calling you The Prince Of The Forest, James. Your antlers aren’t that impressive, they haven’t even shed their velvet yet, you fawn.”

McWerewolf? Seriously, Sirius? Are you trying to out me?

Sirius, your animagus is a bloody puppy, we are not calling you Black Doom! And yes, I get the pun!

“For the 10th time, we are not calling me Mickey!” “Shut up or we’ll put you in your cage”

thiswontbebigondignity:

thiswontbebigondignity:

A concept:
Hermione sending howlers to her kids on the Minister for Magic stationary.
The letterhead and all official insignia become part of the soundblast.

THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC OF THE UNITED KINGDOM AND THE REPUBLIC OF IRELAND

LEVEL ONE
THE MINISTER FOR MAGIC’S OFFICE

HUGO FREDERICK WEASLEY,
YOU BEST HAVE A WHOLE PRESENTATION ABOUT EXACTLY HOW YOUR NAME WOUND UP IN THAT BLASTED GOBLET AND MOST IMPORTANTLY HOW IT CAME BACK OUT. INTERPRETIVE DANCE RECOMMENDED. HAS OUR FAMILY’S TRACK RECORD TAUGHT YOU ABSOLUTELY NOTHING? I AM SURE YOU ARE AWARE THAT THIS IS ONLY A VANGUARD OF A PERSONAL APPEARANCE OF YOURS TRULY.

TOURNAMENT NOR BINDING MAGICAL CONTRACT WILL HAVE TIME TO KILL YOU AS I’LL GET THERE FIRST. I AM SO CROSS.

THE RIGHT HONOURABLE MADAME HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER-WEASLEY, MINISTER FOR MAGIC, ORDER OF MERLIN FIRST CLASS, SPECIAL ADVISOR TO THE INTERNATIONAL CONFEDERATION OF WIX, GRAND SORCERESS

Meanwhile, Ron:

WEASLEY’S WIZARD WHEEZES
DIAGON ALLEY, LONDON

YOU DONE COCKED UP, KIDDO.

RONALD WEASLEY-GRANGER
I’M VERY FAMOUS.

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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