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graanger

Where do I even start? The Marauders, a band of nerdy dorky teenage boys who loved each other, who supported and teased and grew up with one another, who lived too little and died too soon. Lily Evans, an honest to goodness goddess, replete with fiery spirit and indomitable heart. Their days at Hogwarts, from their mischievous antics to their hopeless romantic pining and incredible Animagus transformations. The inherent tragedy in their demises, in Peter’s betrayal and Remus’s loneliness and James’s sacrifice and Sirius’s imprisonment; these happy boys, sentenced to such unhappy fates. Four boys rooted in joy who lived through (or not quite through) war. How could you not fall for them?

-my response to “why do you love the marauders?”

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My Hogwarts House designs! 

I hope you like them!

For sale on tees and as prints and more HERE

Oh you may not think I’m pretty, But don’t judge on what you see, I’ll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me.

You can keep your bowlers black, Your top hats sleek and tall, For I’m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat And I can cap them all.

There’s nothing hidden in your head The Sorting Hat can’t see, So try me on and I will tell you Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you’ve a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin You’ll make your real friends, Those cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don’t be afraid! And don’t get in a flap! You’re in safe hands (though I have none) For I’m a Thinking Cap!”

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lit meme | 4/8 otps: lily evans & james potter, harry potter

“But they were not living, thought Harry: They were gone. The empty words could not disguise the fact that his parents’ moldering remains lay beneath snow and stone, indifferent, unknowing. And tears came before he could stop them, boiling hot then instantly freezing on his face, and what was the point in wiping them off or pretending? He let them fall, his lips pressed hard together, looking down at the thick snow hiding from his eyes the place where the last of Lily and James lay, bones now, surely, or dust, not knowing or caring that their living son stood so near, his heart still beating, alive because of their sacrifice and close to wishing, at this moment, that he was sleeping under the snow with them.”
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susannedraws

Chapter one: The Boy Who Lived

‘Hagrid,’ said Dumbledore, sounding relieved. ‘At last. And where did you get that motorbike?’ ‘Borrowed it, Professor Dumbledore, sir,’ said the giant, climbing carefully off the motorbike as he spoke. ‘Young Sirius Black lent it to me. I’ve got him, sir.’ ‘No problems, were there?’ ‘No, sir - house was almost destroyed but I got him out all right before the Muggles started swarming around. He fell asleep as we was flyin’ over Bristol.’ Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall bent forward over the bundle of blankets. Inside, just visible, was a baby boy, fast asleep. Under a tuft of jet-black hair over his forehead they could see a curiously shaped cut, like a bolt of lightning. 'Is that where-?’ whispered Professor McGonagall. 'Yes,’ said Dumbledore. 'He’ll have that scar for ever.’

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