me, standing in the middle of a pentagram I’ve drawn using my own blood, candles burning around me, on the top of a mountain during a full moon, voice slightly muffled by the ram’s skull I’m wearing over my head: so…is he into me?
the demon I’ve summoned: just fucking talk to him man
a concept: Harry Potter with his mother’s hair and father’s eyes instead of vice versa.
Harry with fiery dark red hair and soft hazel eyes please and thank you
i imagine this is how harry and draco’s first meeting would have gone then haha
can you imagine how much more confused arthur would have been in that scene where he first meets harry 😂
his eyes would probably sweep right over harry at the breakfast table, and then he would freeze and have to do a mental tally of his children
I can see Fred and George really going with it too…
“Come on Dad, don’t you remember Harry?” “Next you’ll tell us you don’t remember Craig” “Or Ethel” “Or Annie“ “Or Ryan”
I really want this to be a thing
Okay but like…every professor at Hogwarts would have to do the exact same mental math as Arthur, and then realize that he’s Harry freakin’ Potter, and redo their math AGAIN.
look. i don’t think my stretch marks are beautiful. i don’t think they’re tiger stripes or natural tattooos. i don’t think my acne is beautiful. i don’t think the bags under my eyes are beautiful. i just think they’re human. and i don’t think i have to be beautiful all of the time in order to be accepted and loved and sucessful. i don’t think every small detail of my outer appearence needs to be translated into prettiness.
Hey if I ever like or reblog something from your intra-fandom nemesis or whatever pls don’t hate me or think I’m taking sides because straight up I don’t know wtf kind of Greek tragedies are playing out in this fandom half the time
Penhales 