on the kitchen table

500 Galleons
  • Ron: You spent 500 Galleons on a kitchen table?
  • Harry: Well, Draco picked it out.
  • Ron: What happened to your old one?
  • Harry: It kind of... broke.
  • Ron: How do you break a kitchen table?
  • Harry: I err... kept bumping into it.
  • Draco: *limping away* Worth it every Sickle.
  • Me: Thank you guys for 500 followers!! I cannot believe this! You guys are the best!!!

Because I literally can’t think of anything better or worse than marrying your best friend. Here’s a post-6x17 drabble for my addled heart and mind. I’ve come up with so many analogies for my frazzled organs today I can’t even keep track, but here’s a new one: My heart has been tossed around in one of those bingo wheels for the last 24 hrs. and it’s starting to bruise. Please pick a number. This is dedicated to a lot of people, but honestly, my Julian (@shoedonym), because her words are the best words; and she let me freak out at her for way too long last night. 

+ The worst thing about being in love with your best friend is that you will always feel compelled to tell them everything. Even when it’s not really for them to know; even when you’re actually kind of annoyed with them, and you want to tell them about how annoying they are being (and, obviously, you would tell your best friend about that irritating asshole you decided to fall in love with). Of course, the worst thing about being in love with your best friend is also, well, it’s the best, isn’t it? Because they will, without fail, want to hear about it.

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