harry potter dancers

Evans: Regulus Black

Originally posted by painfulblisss

Can you do a imagine with Regulus where reader is Lily’s younger sister and they fall in love? Maybe you can add the part where both Lily and Sirius find out and they’re shocked? Love your writings so much

Her body moves like the gentle trickle of a creek, flowing in graceful arcs, limbs in motion and painted a picture no artist could ever achieve. Silk gracefully twirls around her body; her eyes twinkle with mischief as her torso moves seductively. With each sway of her hips, with each alluring twist of her lean form, she told a story that was beautiful. Her movements were like ribbons swaying in the wind, elegance at its finest form. Decorated in silk and poised balance, I could read a thousand books and never take in less than when she compacts in one performance. She amazes me, living for the moments of stepping out onto a stage and performing as though her life depended on it; in some ways you could say that her life did depend on it, she had the scars and bunions as well to prove it. Her strength was the reason I fell in love with her, her grace and beauty comparing to none I’ve known before.

My hands drift down to her hips, settling there for a moment to admire her curves and then I pulled her closer. The corners of my mouth curl up into a smile when I hear her inhale sharply, her soft hands reaching up to rest against my chest. Her eyes held a sense of innocence but the smile on her face tells me something else. “Must you be so perfect?” She mumbles and my laughter booms through the empty room before dying down into a soft chuckle. Dressed in only a thin black shirt my breathing quickens when she spreads her fingers out against my chest and slowly start to descend.

I lean down and bury my face into the crook of her neck, nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably in my arms and I hum before angling my head to the side, inching closer and closer to hers. I was a breath away from kissing her when I noticed that her mouth was opened, our warm breathes mingling together in the cool winter atmosphere. I don’t know if it was just me but I could feel my heart flutter inside my chest. “(Y/N)” I whisper slowly, catching her eyes before they fluttered close and our lips brushed against each other. One thing I knew about the girl standing before me was that she loved when I prolonged the syllables of her name as if I was savoring a piece of chocolate cake.

I couldn’t bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she was around. I lived for those moments when we would sneak off to a secluded area and indulge in pure human nature, those were the days I would someday die with imprinted into my memory and lingering on my lips. When her soft pink lips brushed against mine warmth spread throughout my enter body and the world slowly fell away. I would climb mountains and swim across oceans if it was to get a simple kiss from her, I knew that if I lost her I would lose myself, she was the half that made my soul whole.

When she pulls away from the kiss, her eyes danced with the flame of lust and desire. She yanks me forward once again and her mouth covers mine in a hungry kiss. Our lips crushed together, her mouth so warm and the caresses of her lips softer than I could imagined, I allowed her entrance with a low throaty moan. In the back of my mind I could register the feeling of her hands on my body but I was drunken by her kiss that I would walk blindly into war for her. I truly knew the meaning of blind for love, it was the moment when no matter if the world was against you, you knew that the one person would stand by your side. Time seem to go in scenes and when I open my eyes again I’m sitting on the edge of my bed in nothing but my boxers and (Y/N) is standing before me. Red hair wild and bright underneath the lights of the lanterns, freckles decorating her face like tiny brown stars and my school shirt hanging on her body loosely.

Her presences stole the words I didn’t need to say. The silence that hung around the world bare all our secret midnight kisses and the love that existed between us. In these moments her love was what gave me strength, one kiss and I had the courage of twenty men. When she manages to sleep at night it is as though the world has stopped for a few hours, there’s no war or death or suffering, just us. I don’t care about the people around us, in fact when she’s in the same room I hardly notice anyone else. It would sometimes feel as though I was living in one of those cheesy muggle movies, living out my days with a happy ending.

“Why do you always seem so deep in thought?” She questions and I couldn’t help but kiss her once more. I couldn’t help it she tasted like November, hot chocolate on stormy mornings and the crisp autumn air. Whenever she asked me this question I would smile and reply that she was so beautiful she plagued my mind, and she would laugh and then playfully kiss the tip of my nose. Most nights I would spill my heart out to her and tell her all my secrets and fears but we were interrupted by the sound of my room door slamming open. The ancient woods creaked underneath the force of the impact and (Y/N) whimpers in my arms before burying herself into my side, I would be her knight against the dark dragon any day.

I carefully look up from the mountain of blankets that covered us and saw Sirius casually leaning against the door with Lily gaping at the scene before her. For a moment my eyes catch those of my brother and there is an unspoken understanding between the two of us, one that I had promised the moment my eyes landed on the girl laying in my bed:

Don’t hurt her


Ginny was amazed to discover that Luna is a really good dancer, despite not liking dancing much. During their wedding reception, Luna swept her off her feet and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Ginny turned so red that her face matched her flaming hair.

Next Gen Hp dancing

Can you just imagine this?

Like Rose would low-key be the best dancer, James Sirius would have his namesakes swagger, Albus would have two left feet and Scorpius would barely be able to keep him from falling. Lily Luna would be surprisingly good at break dancing and Hugo would have the grace of an intoxicated flamingo.

Headcanon: Dancer!Lily
•Lily had been taking dance classes since she was three
•Instead of dance, Petunia had taken piano so it was one of few things that Lily did without her big sister when she was younger, and therefore, one of few things untouched when Lily went to Hogwarts and Petunia stopped speaking with her
•Lily started out doing ballet and tap, did a few years of lyrical but quit the year she turned ten and did pointe instead
•In ballet and pointe she was a turner, like it was amazing she could do like quadruple pirouettes and not even be dizzy
•But she liked tap the most cause she could just zone out and let her feet do whatever step she was practicing at the moment
•When she went to Hogwarts she obviously couldn’t attend class every week but she went in the summer and practiced in abandoned classrooms at school
•James was absolutely amazed by this this redhead who could put her hair in a bun in fifteen seconds flat and cracked her neck like every five minutes
•"I don’t know how she does it Moony, and it’s always so perfect! Do you think Pads would let me try on him?“
•Sirius actually did let him try, cause Sirius loved getting his hair touched, but that’s a whole nother headcanon
•When she’d get up after a particularly long study session she’s lean back and her whole spine would crack at once
•And James always thought cracking knuckles was disgusting but somehow when she stretched like that it was mesmerizing
•She and Remus were friends and she tolerated the other Marauders but Remus was the only one of the group that knew she danced
•Cause he liked the music she used and sometimes when she practiced he’d sit in the classroom and study because it was quiet and Sirius wasn’t around to MUDDY UP HIS NOTES SERIOUSLY HOW DID YOU DO THAT WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A DROUGHT
•And he’d get her books about technique and different styles for Christmas and her birthday because three books on ballet history is not enough for Lily and that’s all that was in the school library
•Sixth year after the Big Fight when James and Lily were starting to make up and even make friends James asked Remus what to get her for Christmas
•And Remus suggested tickets to The Nutcracker cause he knew she loved it
•And James was confused cause he always thought ballets were boring so he asked Remus why she would want that
•"I mean seriously Moony ballets are so mind numbing wouldn’t she rather have some jewelry or something?”
•So Remus told him where she liked to practice and when to go
•But he didn’t say why
•So James shows up at this random classroom right before curfew on a Thursday night and she’s there
•She was in the middle of a tap routine to some kind of jazz music James recognizes from Remus and she doesn’t notice him until she’s done
•His mouth is just wide open like he’s completely shocked that he missed this all these years
•Like srsly the clues were all there she’d practice combinations in Charms sometimes keep up James
•And she’s kind of embarrassed cause she knows she did one too many ball changes right there at the end
•Also how did he find her? Like wtf was he stalking her or something?
•James explains himself over her usual after dance snack of chocolate chip cookies
•And she realizes he has no idea she made a mistake and he probably wouldn’t care anyways
•And then he asks if she’d like to see The Nutcracker with him over break
•And obviously she says yes that’s like her favorite Christmas anything
•Including her mom’s sugar cookies so that’s saying something
•So they go together and James picks her up and her mom is charmed
with this boy that Lily’s been complaining about for years but is now kinda sorta friends with
•And she’s so completely enraptured she doesn’t notice James watching her, equally enraptured
•And he buys one of those signed pointe shoes they sell that have already been worn
•She hangs it in her dorm next to her other shoes and pats it for good luck every morning
•And when they get back from break James Transfigures her a ballet barre because she had had to make do with a stick Remus found in the woods and she charmed up to stay for years because neither she nor Remus could Transfigure for shit
•And he starts giving her foot rubs after she practices
•And she starts to fall in love with this boy who delivers her chocolate chip cookies to her after practice and then talks while massaging her sore feet
•And he’s been in love since the first time she tossed her hair in a bun halfway through brewing a potion in class
•So it’s not that hard for her, after he carries a mirror into her practice room and sheepishly tells her he thought she might like to watch herself practice, to absolutely throw herself at him
•So what her tap shoes gave him bruises up and down his legs, so what she’s covered in sweat, they’re kissing, and it’s better than any dance she’s ever done
•and they all live Happily Ever After with No Betrayal and No Ridiculously Premature Deaths The End

Domhnall Gleeson Filmography 2010-2015

Sensation (2010)

When Harvey Met Bob (2010)

Never Let Me Go (2010)

True Grit (2010)

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows parts 1 & 2 (2010-2011)

Dredd (2012)

Anna Karenina (2012)

Shadow Dancer (2012)

Black Mirror (2013)

About Time (2013)

Frank (2014)

Calvary (2014)

Unbroken (2014)

Ex Machina (2015)

Brooklyn (2015)

Star Wars: The Force Awakens (2015)

The Revenant (2015)

1078.  A muggleborn writing notes to the house elves in the kitchens, and placing it on their plate after they finish eating so that it poofs down to them when all the food vanishes, saying ‘thank you for the meal. It was delicious.’ After a while, the house elves start sending notes or treats back. Then it catches on with everyone. If you’re nice, you’ll get something nice in return, and if you’re selfish, you get a dung bomb. Provided by Weasleys, of course.

Quick evening pencil doodling of Yule ball dancers! Click for bigger but still messy viewing. Might clean it up and add some colour at some point :>

anonymous asked:

Have you ever thought of writing a director dancers Harry Potter au?

Like this?

Will I ever actually write it out as a full story? Probably not, but there are chances of me writing smaller pieces of it and putting it in my 3x3 collection.