harries things

  • Gryffindor: No.
  • Ravenclaw: Why?
  • Gryffindor: You can't make it so every door in the school asks you a riddle before it lets you in.
  • Ravenclaw: It works for our common room.
  • Gryffindor: That's because it's the only way to get you guys to talk to one another.
  • Ravenclaw: So?
  • Gryffindor: Nobody would be able to get anywhere!
  • Ravenclaw: .... so?

when I say I love ashlyn harris I’m not claiming that she’s the GOAT, I’m saying that for many reasons both on and off the pitch she brings a positivity to my life that I adore. it’s an opinion and it never needs to be justified - the same goes for any other player so maybe chill a bit lmao

anonymous asked:

I see ... we're just gonna have to agree to disagree on that one then as I don't think that's shady at all .. harry obviously did not want another contract cuz he felt it was time for him to move on and I don't think there's anything wrong or shady about going after what you want ... and I mean it's not like it was a secret to the other guys in the band that their contract was running out ... harry informed them in due time (1 yr before the contract ran out) imo

“harry informed them” why is he the one who gets to make the choice for the entire future of the band? why did it only come down to what HE wanted? you don’t think it’s shady that it was all done behind everyone’s back and he literally had a pap parade the first day he was legally able to sign a new contract? you don’t think it’s shady that the others didn’t have a choice but to go along with it??

i mean, if that’s what you wanna think, cool whatever but to me it will always remain a cold and shady thing to do to ppl that you’ve called your brothers…to each their own tho!

We Need to Talk

Harry liked Malfoy.

It was still pretty weird to admit. He didn’t know if he’d ever really get used to the fact that he and the boy he had hated so much had ended up here.

Here being inside a small broom cupboard on the third floor. Malfoy’s arms loosely draped around his waist. Harry resting against him and gripping the sides of Malfoy’s shirt while resting his forehead on the other boy’s shoulder. Both boys trying to even out their breathing after a heated snog session.

He liked this. And he was pretty sure Malfoy liked it too. He certainly hadn’t complained when Harry had stuck his tongue down his throat. Or when they had ground their hips together until each reaching their climax.

Harry lifted his head a fraction of an inch to stare at the small, dark red marks that were dotted up and down Malfoy’s neck. He was embarrassed that he had lost control like that. Again. He really hadn’t meant for this to happen.

He had meant for them to talk. To discuss this thing between them. But as soon as he had closed the cupboard door Malfoy had pulled him close and ghosted a kiss across his lips and Harry had just… melted.

And it just kept happening like that. Harry would decide that it was finally time to talk. To figure out what this attraction between them actually meant. But just when he would get him alone, Malfoy would become surprisingly gentle and intimate with him.

One time Malfoy had stroked his cheek slowly with the back of his hand before kissing him tenderly. Another time he had grabbed his hand and kissed each finger softly before lightly sucking on one. One time he had simply just held him as he breathed in the scent of Harry’s shampoo.

It threw Harry off every time and drove him completely mad. It made his breath catch in his throat and his cock thicken in his pants. It was incredibly arousing and yet, just sosweet. And so unlikeMalfoy.

But maybe it was just the fact that it was Malfoy that made him like it so damn much.

Harry finally separated from the other boy, grimacing at the cool, wet stickiness he felt in his trousers. Malfoy let his hands slip from Harry’s waist and pulled out his wand to cast a cleaning charm on them both. He pressed one final chaste kiss to Harry’s lips before pulling away and making to open the cupboard door.

“See you, Potter.”

“Wait, no.”

Malfoy stopped without turning around.

“What,” he sighed.

Harry grabbed his hand and pulled him back so they were facing each other again.

“We need to talk,” Harry said, still firmly holding Malfoy’s hand.

“About?” Malfoy sighed again and quirked one eyebrow, looking positively bored.

“Us. This… What is this?” Harry said quietly. He was serious this time. He wasn’t going to let Malfoy get away again without a solid answer.

Malfoy just stared at him. But Harry thought he could just see one side of his mouth curl upward as if a smile were threatening to escape.

“We’re going to be late for Charms,” he said calmly before giving Harry’s hand a light squeeze and then trying to pull away again. Harry only held on tighter.

“I don’t care.”

Malfoy looked down at their joined hands and seemed to think for a few seconds before intertwining their fingers and doing the same thing with their other hands too.

“What do you want this to be, Potter?” he asked seriously.

Harry opened his mouth to say something and then paused, closing it again. He didn’t know what he wanted. Because despite wanting to talk to Malfoy about the why of it all, he honestly hadn’t thought that far.

“I don’t know,” he said. He took a deep breath. “I just know… that I like this.”

“Mmm,” Malfoy hummed. He leaned forward until their foreheads were touching. Harry watched as his cool, grey eyes looked up at him from under his eyelashes. He whispered, “I like it, too,” and kissed him again, soft and slow.

Harry felt himself melting into the kiss and beginning to forget everything he had been so determined to talk about. It didn’t feel important anymore.

But just as things were starting to pick up speed, Malfoy pulled away abruptly, opening the cupboard door and slipping out before Harry could stop him, and said over his shoulder, “We really need to get to class.”

Harry stood there frozen for a few seconds as he watched Malfoy walk away. No, he thought. It’s now or never.

He shook himself and started running until he caught up to the blonde. He was just about to grab his arm when Malfoy whipped around as quick as lightning and pushed the center of Harry’s chest with one hand until he was pressed flush up against the wall. Harry opened his mouth in protest, but Malfoy covered it with his other hand, silencing him.

“No, Potter,” he said angrily. “We’re not discussing this anymore. You said yourself you don’t know what you want, and I’m not going to figure it out for you. Whatever you want, whatever you want this to be—want us to be, it doesn’t matter. Not to me, anyway. I’m here, Potter. And I’m all in. I’ve been all in with you since the day we met. And I was all in when you hated me. I was all in when you wanted to fight. I was all in when you kissed me a month ago. And I will be all in if you decide you want more than this. I’m here, Potter. In whatever way you want me, I’m here.”

Harry stood there in shock, eyes wide open. Malfoy’s cheeks were flushed pink from either anger or embarrassment, Harry didn’t know which. They stared at each other intensely for a few moments before Harry felt Malfoy’s hands slide away from him, releasing him from his firm hold.

He seemed to shake himself slightly before saying, “Now, some of us actually need to do well in their N.E.W.T.’s. So, I’ll see you in Charms.” He turned and walked away and Harry finally let him go, slumping against the wall again, thinking hard.

His mind was reeling from what Malfoy had said. He couldn’t have asked for more honesty, even if he had given Malfoy some Veritaserum. He still didn’t know what he wanted, or where he wanted this… relationship to go. But what Malfoy had given him during his little speech was… time to figure it all out. With no pressure.


So Harry liked Malfoy. That much he knew.

And for now, that was enough. He knew Malfoy would be there when he figured it all out.

Magic isn’t the only thing Magical - Chapter 2

Pairing: Wayhaught

Word Count: 1,626 words

Rating: M

Summary: Waverly is the only Earp that is not a Slytherin, but instead a Ravenclaw. This has always caused issues before but with Nicole it’s different. Will Waverly stick to what is comfortable and familiar or dare to make another choice

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The crowd’s cheers echoed from where Champ and Waverly were standing. They were on the sidelines waiting for the Slytherin team to be called up to the Quidditch pitch. Champ was the Keeper for Slytherin. Waverly was Champ’s good luck charm. When they first started dating, every game Waverly didn’t attend Champ performed poorly, every game she did he did much better. Somewhere along the line Champ got it in his head he needed Waverly at every game so she tried for the most part. Maybe it was something about having someone to show off for or even loosen the nerves just before the game.

“You’re going to do fine babe. It’s not like you haven’t played Gryffindor before.” Waverly was entangled in Champ. Her arms around his neck, her fingers curled in his hair.

“Yeah but they have a new seeker after what happened with Charity. I have no idea how they play. Or who they are at all.”

“Let me take your mind off it for a second then.” 

Waverly kissed Champ. She didn’t mind it. She quiet enjoyed kissing Champ. But then there were just some times when he opens his mouth that really pushed Waverly the wrong way. But having him was better than having nobody. So she preferred to occupy their time physically rather than intellectually. Which Champ had no issue with that at all. His arms snaked around Waverly’s waist and pushed her against a wooden post behind them. His hand slipped lower and tried to touch her ass. Waverly gripped his wrist to stop his hands from wandering. Before she could move away from him properly she heard footsteps coming from the right of her. She looked and detached herself from Champ quickly. Her heart dropped a little. It was Nicole. Though she wasn’t dressed in her normal school robes. She was in Gryffindor ones. Quidditch robes.

“I gotta go babe.” He was still oblivious to anyone else around them. He slapped her ass as he walked off to join the Slytherin team.

“What a keeper.” Nicole said with a twinge of bitterness. She wasn’t necessarily mad at Waverly. She was mostly mad at herself. Of course the girl she decides to fall for was taken.

“Nicole- uh. You’re on the quidditch team?”

“Yeah. I’m the new seeker.”

“Have you played before?” Nicole gave out a little chuckle. Waverly’s heart skipped a small beat. The warmth was coming back. The one she wanted. She could feel it and it made her smile.

“More or less.” Nicole smirked.

“Well I hope your butt doesn’t get too hurt when we win.” Waverly joked.

“Is Waverly Earp trying to smack talk me?” Nicole returned the banter.

“I don’t know what you’re taking about Haught.” Waverly had a smirk of her own, one that Nicole loved. Nicole took a step closer and rested her hand against the wooden pole leaning towards Waverly, Their faces inches apart. Waverly inhaled sharply.

“I think I can handle my own.” She whispered before straightening up and turning around. “I’ll catch you later Waverly.” She said over her shoulders before joining the rest of the Gryffindor team. Waverly exhaled loudly when Nicole walked off. Apparently forgetting to breathe was possible.


Wynonna never told Champ but she never stayed duration of the game. It wasn’t that she didn’t like quidditch. In fact she loved it. Waverly just found that it was the only time she could be alone. Away from curious eyes, the barriers of her family… and away from Champ. Waverly was walking up the spiral staircase of the Ravenclaw tower when she saw Wynonna sitting at the windowsill watching the quidditch game from the window.

“Hey… What are you doing here?”

“It’s the best view of the game. Away from the screaming and obnoxious school spirit.”

“Always the optimist.” Waverly said sarcastically. Waverly took Wynonna’s ankles and slid them over so she could sit across from her sister.

“Oh look there’s your boy toy flying around. I don’t get what you see in him. He is so beneath you.” Wynonna spoke after a moment.

“Oh I know he is.” Waverly smirked and bit her lip. It wasn’t a very well kept secret that the pair had sex. Lots of it, the quality… debatable.

“Oh ew gross. There’s more to life arm candy and sex. You’re a Ravenclaw for Christ sake. You can’t tell me you’re with him because of his brain. He isn’t exactly much of an intellectual anything really.” Waverly knocked her toes together and tapped them lightly against Wynonna’s thigh. She wasn’t. She was only really with Champ because he provided a certain security for Waverly. He was the only boy willing to date an Earp. More specifically an Earp who wasn’t a Slytherin. It wasn’t like there were guys lining up to date a walking paradox. Champ never treated her like she was an Earp freak. He was too preoccupied thinking with his penis. It was a nice change. So Waverly stayed with him. She liked him to a degree, which for her was enough.

“I- He’s nice. You know. And he’s the only boy willing to date the Ravenclaw Earp.”

“You know the house stuff is such bullshit right?”

“Yeah I mean. Yeah I know that. Try telling that to everyone else.”

“Screw everyone else.”

“Haven’t you already done that?” Waverly joked.

“Woooowwww. I offer quality wisdom and this is how I’m treated. And everyone wonders why I’m the residential asshole.” Wynonna gave her a grin. Sarcasm an Earp’s second language.

“Thanks.” Waverly gave her a little nudge with her feet.

“Anytime Waves.”


Waverly sat on one of the desks between the stacks in the Library. She found comforts in the history of the wizarding world. She particularly liked reading about the battle of Hogwarts. It might have only been 20 years ago but something about the school uniting as one to fight the Dark Lord always interested her. There was the sound of running footsteps in the library somewhere echoing off the walls. It got louder and stopped. Or more came to a crashing halt when a body drop beside her. Waverly’s attention was pried away by the figure. They smelt of a familiar vanilla.

“Nicole?” Waverly quirked her eyebrows.

“Waverly?” Nicole tilted her head backwards, leaning on Waverly’s forearm.

“… What are you up to there?”

“Oh yeah this. Umm… Long story. But hey guess what? We won! So suck on that Earp.”

“I didn’t know victory came with a high speed chase.” She quipped.

“Oh no just this one. I hope. I plan on the whole celebrity thing to wear off soon.”

“Celebrity?”

“Uh…. Yeah it was a hell of a catch. The one I uh made today.”

“Oh so you won yourself some groupies then?” Waverly spoke with a hint of jealousy.

“I hope not. God. Besides I only want the attention of one person. They are more than enough for me.” Nicole smirked. “I better go before I get caught. See you later Waverly.” With that she left. Waverly couldn’t help but be stuck at the thought of Nicole’s one person. Before her train of thought could develop further a small group of people came up to her.

“Have you seen her?” one of the squeaky fourth year Hufflepuff asked.

“Who?”

“Haught? Nicole? Do you know her?” another one added.

“Yeah… What about her?…”

“Seriously? You don’t know?”

“Know what…”

“She’s like The seeker. She was in Seeker Weekly like 3 times in a row.” Waverly just gave her a look. “You know. Sharpest eye? Swiftest seeker? She plays for the Haileybury Hammers? She did her signature move in the match today against Slytherin?”

“…She has a signature move?”

“Oh my god really??!! It was the coolest recover ever especially when Champ… Anyway have you?”

“Wait. Champ? What happened at the game? What did he do?”

“… uh… he kind of threw a quaffle straight at her head… She almost fell from her broom but she uh… She like caught the uh snitch hanging from her broom with one hand.”

“What??!!”

“You haven’t seen her have you?”
“No I’m afraid not. I have to go.” She picked up her books and left the handful of groupies behind her. She crashed into Champ outside of the library.

“Oh hey babe I was just looking for you.” Waverly pushed him away.

“Don’t you hey babe me.”

“What did I do?”

“What did you do??!!” Are you kidding me??” Waverly was furious. He tried to hurt Nicole. Nicole. “You tried to knock Nicole out!”

“Waves she’s on the other team and I was just throwing the quaffle back out into the field.”

“Her head isn’t the field!”

“Why do you care Waves? Besides I’m the one who should be angry.”

“What?” Waverly glared right through him.

“You weren’t there Waves and we lost the game because of it.”

“I can’t even. Just. Ugh. Newsflash. I haven’t stayed for one of your games since second year.” Waverly walked off leaving Champ shocked. She stormed down the hallway frustrated. So much so she didn’t notice a Gryffindor student running towards her or more so running away from someone else. Just as they ran into her shoulder she saw a flash of light and the words “Everte Statum” echoing before flying through the air and landing hard on the ground, blacking out.

How to Snag Potter

By Draco Malfoy


1. Midnight Rendezvous: Invite him to a duel and then bond over shared rule-breaking. Didn’t work because Weasley insisted on coming along. Reported them to Filch instead. 

2. Midnight Rendezvous, second attempt: Inspire gratitude by helping him deal with illegal dragon. Possible small talk about my name? Caught by McGonagall

3. Show off amazing Quidditch skills and really cool new broom. Nope. Granger said I bought my way onto the team (NOT TRUE) and I’m pretty sure Potter believed it. 

4. Send carefully composed and endearing Valentine (the only good thing Lockhart has ever done). I don’t think he liked it very much, despite the brilliant lyrics I composed. Ended up shifting blame onto the Girl Weasel. Fairly certain he doesn’t suspect.

5. Become gravely injured in order to appeal to his Savior Complex and inspire feelings of protectiveness. DO NOT ATTEMPT AGAIN. Was nearly murdered when I insulted that giant filthy chicken, and yet Potter decided that IT was the victim?! Unacceptable. I will not rest until that beast is put down.

6. A fun prank! He seems to enjoy stuff like this when the Weasley Twins do it, so I’m sure he will laugh. Learn to sew. It turns out that Potter has no sense of humor as well as very poor vision, because he nearly killed me with that damn Patronus Charm. Although I must admit, it is kind of hot that he can already do a Patronus.

7. Support him with Triwizard Tournament badges! Okay, this one was probably my fault. Pansy saw me experimenting with them and I changed the messages at the last minute. Why can’t he just realize that I don’t mean it?

8. Report Potter’s tragic story to the Prophet to increase sympathy and support. Exaggerate if it will get him more attention. I realize now that Potter does not like attention. Also Skeeter made out like Potter is in some sort of love triangle involving Granger, which is not even remotely acceptable. This was a mistake.

9. Show respect for his friends by composing an encouraging song in Weasley’s honor. Apparently making the title sound complimentary isn’t enough to negate other more insulting lyrics. Honestly this was doomed from the start because there is literally nothing good about the Weasel except his best friend.

10. Impress him with your status and power by leading the Inquisitorial Squad. Umbridge is an absolute menace and I am an idiot.

11. Make him jealous: Flirt excessively with Pansy. I don’t think he even noticed.

12. Show him your sensitive side by crying in the girls’ loo. Fuck.

Sorry I haven’t written in a while. 

13. Realize you’ve been a complete arse for your entire life. Regret everything. Do your best to become someone who does the right thing. Don’t identify Potter when asked. Stop cronies from killing him. Apologize sincerely after he gets you off at your trial. Invite him for dinner. 

14. Invite him for drinks. 

15. Buy him a birthday present. 

16. Kiss him. 

17. Go back to his flat. 

18. Refuse to leave his bed. This only works for so long.

19. Attempt to make him breakfast.

20. Come out to the Prophet together.

21. Date for three years.

22. Say “yes.”

The Houses as Bookworms
  • Gryffindor: absolutely adores books but still wishes they read more, takes really aesthetic book photos, doesn’t waste their time on a book they know they won’t like, pretty critical about book to movie adaptations, considers other people’s reviews before picking up a book, reads their books in class even when they probably shouldn’t, loves borrowing books from others
  • Hufflepuff: will plow through book after book and then not read for an entire month, attempts to organize books alphabetically or by colour but in the end just tries to squeeze them in anywhere, probably re-reads more old books than they read new books, only presents they want are books, may not finish books super quickly but loves them nonetheless
  • Ravenclaw: reads books at an alarming rate, can and will read on any form of transportation, wears glasses, instead of listening to music they’re actually listening to audio books, starts reading a good book but then gets distracted by another and completely forgets about the old one, usually critical of the protagonist.
  • Slytherin: attempts to read over 20 books at the same time, ships everything, loves it when they’re friends read a book that they recommend,they have to finish the whole series no matter what, gets defensive when someone doesn’t recognize them as a reader, wants to read all the books their friends have read so they can contribute their own opinions to discussions

sometimes i feel real sad and then i remember:

the first time dean and cas met properly, dean stuck a knife in cas’ chest and then cas proceeded to say ‘i was the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition’ and then they had intense eye sex

the first time sherlock and john met, sherlock winked to make himself look more likable and approachable and then during their second meeting, started cleaning up the flat so john would consider moving in

the first time alec and magnus met, magnus introduced himself and alec fell over his words and started babbling incoherently, and magnus proceeded to also flirt with alec

the first time stiles and derek met, derek was talking to both scott and stiles, during which time stiles was absolutely speechless and his mouth hung open a little

the first time isak and even met, isak stared at even as he emptied the tissues, and then they proceeded to smoke the same cigarette, not to mention isak stared at even before, and was clearly checking him out

the first time harry and draco met properly, draco offered his friendship and harry only refused because he’s loyal quickly and draco was being quite rude

the first time sirius and remus saw each other after thirteen years, snape said “you two fight like a married couple” and remus was immediately on sirius’ side, without questioning anything

and then i feel happy, because even if most of the ships on this list aren’t canon and/or endgame, i will always regard them as canon :)

and if this list made you happy, then that’s a hella rad bonus

Interviewer: Harry after doing stuff for so many years, having your buddies around you to kinda deflect questions. Do you feel the extra amount of pressure that it’s just you now?

Harry: I don’t deflect questions, do I? Do you think I do?

Interviewer: (in a high pitched voice, probably scared that she just offended and pissed off Harry Styles)No!!!!…No NO no no…I’m just…NO!! No NO…NOT AT ALL!!…I don’t think you deflect questions…NO..but..

Harry:No I think I do quite a lot…I do that quite a lot

Interviewer: