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  • Graves: Do you want to know how I actually hurt my wrist?
  • Newt: Yes
  • Graves: I was hula hooping. I attend a class for fitness and for fun.
  • Newt: Oh my god.
  • Graves: I've mastered all the moves. The pizza toss. The tornado. The scorpion. The oppsie-doodle.
  • Newt: Why are you telling me this?
  • Graves: Because no one will ever believe you.
Dean Thomas Appreciation Post

Dean Thomas doesn’t get enough enough love, so I’m here to fix that

  • you know who was good at drawing? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who was always loyal to harry? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who thought remus was the best teacher ever? Dean “cool sir!” Thomas.
  • you know who gets harry and seamus to be friends again? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who made a “potter for president” poster? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who argued with umbridge? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who put a hat on dobby at his funeral? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who was “good with a quill”? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who fought in the battle of hogwarts without a wand? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who offered to forge a signature on harry’s hogsmeade permission slip? Dean Thomas.
  • you know who was in love with seamus finnigan? Dean Thomas.
  • did i mention dean thomas is good at drawing?

Dean Thomas my friends.

I have this headcanon that Draco would struggle with saying “I love you”

When he was young he never really said it, it wasn’t the “done thing” between pureblood families, especially not ones headed by Lucius, where it was all polite handshakes and the only way to show affection was through obedience and respect.

And then moving on to Slytherin house at Hogwarts, it wasn’t much different. Most of the students also having been raised similarly. Expressing ones emotions like that was a sign of weakness.

But then Harry Potter comes along, and by the time they’re in a relationship, Draco’s sure he’s already been in love for years. He wants to say it every time Harry smiles at him, and every time Harry does one of his irritating Harry-ish habits, and every time Harry whispers it to him like a promise. 

He knows Harry doesn’t mind him not saying it, that Harry understands how much he means to Draco, but it isn’t the point.

The first time he says it, it’s shaky and whispered and murmured against Harry’s lips as they kiss on a lazy Sunday morning in bed. It’s the smile Harry gives him, the smile like Draco is the best thing in existence, like he’s the only thing that matters, that makes Draco say it again.

The more he says it- when Harry’s laughing at the Prophet, when he’s making them coffee, when he’s moving above Draco in bed- the more he wants to shout it from the rooftops.

Because he’s in love with Harry Potter and he’s never been happier, and he’d say “I love you” a thousand times if just to see Harry smile as he whispers it back.

  • Tina: I can't really imagine you yelling at anyone.
  • Newt: I yell. You've heard me yell.
  • Tina: Oh, okay. I've heard you exclaim. Like the time you said, "Hey, look! We parked over here!"
  • Newt: Well that was apple picking day. There's no need to yell that day. I was just excited to find the car. Perfect end to a perfect day.

anonymous asked:

Can you write a fluffy Drarry getting together drabble where they've both been hanging out with Teddy, and they're not together. But like, Teddy doesn't realize because they act like a couple already, and he asks why they don't do couple-y things like Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron, and it leads to Drarry. I absolutely love your writing, and I'm glad you've gotten your spark back. It sucks to be a writer with no inspiration (been there, done that).

thank you so much!

My Writing


Harry arrived at Andromeda’s house to see that Draco was there once again. He had been there hanging out with Teddy the past three times Harry was there. It was nice. The two of them actually got along now, and they enjoyed spending time together and with Teddy.

Harry smiled to himself before greeting Draco and Teddy.

“Hey you two.”

Both Draco and Teddy turned to see Harry standing at the door.

“Harry!” Teddy shouted happily and ran over to give him a hug.

Harry chuckled and hugged him back before looking at Draco with a smirk.

“Do I get a hug from you, too?”

Draco’s cheeks turned pink, and he playfully rolled his eyes before turning away to begin picking up Teddy’s toys.

Harry’s smirk grew as he walked up behind Draco and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“By that I meant, please give me a hug, Draco.”

“Shut up,” Draco mumbled, blushing even more, but smiled at Harry.

Harry continued flirting with Draco throughout the night, and he found Draco’s reactions to be extremely amusing.

The three of them then moved to sit on the couch just to chat for a while, and Ron and Hermione somehow came up in the conversation.

“The two of them are going out to a fancy dinner tonight. Hermione is really excited because they haven’t been on a date in a while.”

Draco nodded in understanding, and then Teddy cut into the conversation.

“How come you two never go on dates?” He asked.

Harry smiled down at Teddy.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you two are together, just like them, right? So why don’t you guys go out to fancy dinners?” 

Harry chuckled. Teddy, only being seven years old, must have mistaken Harry’s teasing flirting as them actually being a couple.

He glanced at Draco to see him looking down at his hands and his cheeks a shade of bright red.

“We’re not together, Teddy. Not like Ron and Hermione.”

Teddy cocked his head in confusion.

“But you act like they do. Like giving each other hugs and stuff.”

Harry rubbed the back of his neck.

“Well it’s just…different.”

Teddy then turned to Draco.

“But you like Harry, don’t you, Draco? I head you telling my grandma about him just last week.”

Draco looked at him with wide eyes and refused to look at Harry.

“W-Well I…he’s nice and…I-I like him as a friend, but we’re not…” Draco trailed off, not wanting to embarrass himself even more.

Harry smiled to himself and decided to let this slide…for now.

They played board games for a while until Teddy got tired and wanted to go to bed.

“So,” Harry began as he and Draco walked out of Teddy’s bedroom. “You like me?”

Draco wanted to slap the smirk off of Harry’s face.

“No, I hate you, Potter. You know that.”

Harry’s smirk only grew, and he stepped in front of Draco so he couldn’t continue walking.

“Mm, it doesn’t seem that way.”

Draco huffed and tried to step around Harry, but it was to no avail. Harry just moved with him, and then backed him up against the wall.

Draco quickly became a flustered mess.

“I like you too,” Harry whispered before softly pressing his lips to Draco’s.

Draco gasped as their lips connected, but then quickly responded to the kiss by wrapping his arms around Harry’s neck.

They stood there kissing for what seemed like forever until they were interrupted.

“I thought you weren’t a couple!” A small voice nearly shrieked.

Harry whipped around to see Teddy standing there, looking at them with wide eyes.

Harry grinned at him.

“It’s complicated, Teddy. Just go back to bed and don’t tell your grandmother about this, okay?”

Teddy nodded hesitantly and walked back into his bedroom.

Harry then turned back to Draco to resume their kiss.