see this is why he's not in ravenclaw

I am really annoyed with the idea that Slytherins are always cool, calm and unemotional. Most of the Slytherins we see are very emotional, and make a lot of important decisions based on strong emotion, and even foil themselves because they get too emotional. They’ll absolutely tear themselves apart for whatever they love, whether that’s a person or power. You have to feel strongly about something to be truly ambitious.

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THE EXAMPLES. Someone insulted you/your family/someone you care about? Forget the snide comebacks, it’s time to SCREAM, YELL, CURSE THEM WITH BOILS. Family doesn’t approve of your boyfriend? ELOPE, it doesn’t matter whether this turns out to be a terrible decision. Boy Who Lived refuses to be your friend? OBSESS OVER HIM FOR THE NEXT SEVEN YEARS. Telepathic Dark Lord is threatening your son/childhood friend? Lie on the spot AND RISK A TORTUROUS DEATH TO DEFY HIM. Dark Lord is threatening your house elf? DRINK POISON AND THROW YOURSELF INTO A PIT OF ZOMBIES.

Slytherin is the House of cunning, not the House of rational decision-making??

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Harry didn’t understand why Slughorn had placed him by Malfoy’s side of all people. He had a grumpy Ravenclaw girl by his other side, and Malfoy had Hermione. Harry sometimes shared looks with her, but since she was sitting by Ginny’s side she didn’t seem all that uncomfortable with the arrangements.

Slughorn was talking to some Hufflepuff boy about Ministry connections, and all Harry wanted was to go back to the Gryffindor common room and play chess with Ron. He didn’t want to hear Slughorn tell them the same story about how he meet the French Minister for Magic in 1971 and rub his stomach saying happily “Those were the days, kids! Those were the days!”.

He felt something on his left hand. That was weird. The person on his left was Malfoy, and it couldn’t be Malfoy trying to touch him. It must have been the fabric of the chair, or something like that.

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the slytherin

Albus Severus’ sorting as seen by the Marauders


James: *excitedly* Another Potter for the Gryffindors.

Lily: You don’t know that.

James: Of course I do. Look at James, he is a Gryffindor. 

Lily: That’s the stupidest argument I have ever heard.

Sirius: He is a Potter though and a Weasley, there’s no way Albus is not a Gryffindor.

Remus: Lily, you know there’s no use arguing them, why are you still trying?

James: Because the sky is blue?

Remus: Yeah, you have a point.

Lily: I know he will probably be a Gryffindor but I just don’t want to see you disappointed if he ends up in Ravenclaw or something.

James: *offended* A Potter? In Ravenclaw? Please, Evans.

Lily: Albus is nothing like James love, you might be surprised.

James: I feel like you don’t want him to be a Gryffindor.

Lily: Don’t be ridiculous, of course I do.

James: Doesn’t sound like it.

Lily: I swear you are like a child sometimes.

James: What’s childish about knowing my grandson’s house?

Lily: That’s the thing, you don’t

Sirius: *whispering* Do you want to break it up or shall I?

Remus: Be my guest.

Sirius: OI! Enough. You bicker like an old couple.

Lily: Technically we are old Black.

James: Also you are one to talk, like you and Moony are different.

Remus: Hey! This is not about us mate.

Lily: *laughing* Now it is.

Sirius: I hate it when they do that.

James: Okay, he is on the stool. Come on another Gryffindor for the Potters.

Lily: *knowingly* The Hat is taking his time with him.

Sirius: It had taken almost 2 seconds with James.

Slytherin!

Sirius: WHAT? I was rooting for you. We were all rooting for you!

Lily: Told you.

James: Sly– Slyth– Slytherin?

Remus: *shocked* You didn’t say Slytherin Lils.

Lily: Get a grip of yourself.

James: B-but he’s a– a– Slytherin.

Lily: *scolding* He is your grandson.

James: But Slytherin?

Lily: Snap the fuck out of it Potter.

James: I won’t, let me suffer in silence please.

Lily: He is an idiot.

Sirius: I’m going to go join Prongs in his silent suffering.

Lily: Seriously?

Sirius: I’m too disappointed to even make a joke about that.

Remus: I think I’m down for the silent suffering, too.

Lily: You are being ridiculous.

James: He is the grandson of a Marauder, you are being ridiculous.

Lily: Merlin, how did I ever become friends with them, let alone marrying one?

Sirius: You love us. Now, we shall suffer in silence.

while i know ravenclaw!grantaire is crazy popular in the fandom– and it’s not hard to see why, because grantaire is super knowledgeable about a pretty broad number of subjects– there is still something to be said about hufflepuff!grantaire. 

grantaire, who might be the laziest person he knows, in a house of hard workers, always wondering why the sorting hat placed him there. grantaire, surrounded by the most accepting people in hogwarts, feeling more loved in hogwarts than anywhere else. grantaire, cynical and pessimistic and angry at the world, but still steadfastly loyal where it really matters. 

also, the hufflepuff common room is near the kitchens and these kitchens contain trelawney’s cooking sherbet. alcoholic cooking sherbet. i’m pretty sure grantaire isn’t above charming the house elves to lend him some.

fluffyau  asked:

For the fic name thingy: A Drop Of Liquid Sunshine

okay i’m gonna try and get back into doing these, so if you’re new (hello!), these are synopses of fics that i would write based on the titles people sent to me. and with this one, literally the only thing i can think of is felix felicis, so this could only really be a harry potter au. 

so. harry’s a sixth year ravenclaw hell bent on creating potions to cure – not just ease – muggle diseases and cancers. he’s muggleborn, and the moment he learned about magic and found out that he had that power in him, he wondered why everyone didn’t just, y’know, use it to help others. he gets the whole statute of secrecy thing (because he read the whole thing as an eleven-year-old), but he doesn’t understand how anyone could see the suffering of others (magic or muggle or anything in between) and be okay with it. 

he’s been locked out of the common room for arguing with the door knocker about her logic again (she said that the answer to “what flies without wings?” was time which, yeah, harry gets that, but also he learned a spell in his very first charms class ever that proves that clever bit of wordplay wrong so, because wingardium leviosa is a thing that exists, everything has the potential to fly without wings and if she can’t accept that then fine) and so he’s down in the library, compiling texts from the restricted section about early wizard-muggle relations before the statute of secrecy was adopted. he opens the first one, sees a graphic illustration of a witch being burned at the stake, flips to another page and sees a muggle being burned at the stake instead, and closes it, realizing why the books were there in the restricted section in the first place. 

for a while, he just sits there, his head against the pile of deeply disturbing books, considering going back up to the tower and apologizing to the door knocker. it’s not her fault he was in a bad mood, he’s just stalled on the progress of his potion to cure heart disease and can’t move forward until he figures out how his latest attempt reacts to niffler hair, which just went on the ministry’s restricted materials list and is now impossible to get ahold of. 

suddenly, someone takes a seat across from him. 

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Babysitting Imagine

Ravenclaw Reader x Draco

This is my first imagine so I hope it’s okay :)

Imagine: you and Draco help babysit a muggle child and Draco really likes the kid and you see his paternal instincts and it makes you fall in love with him even more.

Draco Malfoy had practically begged me to let him join me when my neighbours asked me to babysit when he came to stay; he was staying with me for a week whilst his parents went on a trip to see their cousins from Australia. Though, I’m not sure why Lucius and Narcissa decided to choose a week whilst Draco was actually home from Hogwarts to go away…

So I eventually agreed to let my boyfriend of almost a year join me. Draco had gained a sudden interest in getting to know more about me when we began dating, even though we had been friends for a good six months before hand, and that required meeting my muggle mother, and everything that came with being a half blood. At first, Draco’s parents weren’t too keen on the idea of Draco and I but they fell in love with me after a few meetings, in fact, since, I have been on several spa dates with Narcissa.

The neighbours had no idea about the wizarding world, being the oblivious muggles they are, they believe I go away to a top boarding school for the most part of the year.

“Just call my number if anything is wrong. But don’t feel this is patronising, y/n, we’ve known you practically your whole life, we trust you. And you too, Draco. Any friend of y/n’s is a friend of ours.” Jonathon, the father, declared as he handed us his number.

“Taxi’s here!” Anna yelled from the doorway. “Bye, y/n, Draco, we’ll be back at 11, no later.” And with that, they rushed out of the door to catch the taxi.

Draco gave me a small smile before tucking a strand of y/h/c hair behind my ear. I closed my eyes at his embrace, glad we could finally have some alone time. My parents watched us like hawks at home, we weren’t even aloud to sleep in the same bed, even though we had already at Hogwarts.

“Y/n, I’m tired.” Ben, the child we’re babysitting coos. I had known Ben his whole life, I usually spend most of my time babysitting him whilst I’m at home.

“Are you, sweetie?” I ask, looking at the huge clock on the mantle. He nods his head and picks up his teddy. It’s only 8pm, I’m surprised that a child of his age gets tired this early. I look to Draco and he nods, understanding his task.

“Come on, Ben. Should we get you to bed?” Draco asks, holding out his hand. Ben smiles and nods as he rubs his eyes, gladly taking Draco’s slender, white hand, so large compared to Ben’s small one. I watch in admiration at Draco’s paternal instinct. He appears to be so good with kids, a part of me aches to see Draco with our own child, yet reluctantly snap out of it. We’re still teenagers, we can’t be dealing with that. Besides - we still have two years left at Hogwarts.

I put Ben’s milk in the microwave and pull out his toothbrush from the holder, yet not finding his toothpaste. Starting to stress, I sift through all of the drawers, unable to acquire the stupid tube of kid’s toothpaste.

“Is everything okay, love?” Draco asks as he notices me stressing.

“I can’t find his toothpaste. Where’s Ben?” I ask, realising Ben’s bedroom is on the next floor.

“He’s in bed, I just came down to ask where his bedtime books are, he wants me to read to him.” Draco replies. “Besides, just use your wand to get the toothpaste.”

I stare at my boyfriend in bewilderment. “I can’t use my wand, Draco, we’re only sixteen and we’re in a muggle home. His bookshelf is in the front room.” I return to my job of searching around for the stupid tube of paste when I eventually find it. I run to the kitchen to pick up the milk and up the stairs to Ben’s room to give him his milk and brush his teeth.

When I get there, Draco and Ben look rather comfy on Ben’s small toddler bed. “Y/n I want Draco to do it.” I look at Draco and see his smirk. I I pout my lips and he raises an eyebrow with a smirk on his face.

“Okay Ben.” I kiss Ben goodnight and peck Draco’s cheek, knowing that he’s missing out. “Night Draco.”

I close the bedroom door and stand outside for a few moments, listening to the light chatter coming from inside. “So Henry went to save the land with his teddy, and get back his golden apple. In fact Ben, I know someone that likes to think he’s a hero. Being a hero isn’t always great, but I know y/n’s friends with him so I don’t go against it. I really like y/n, you know? One day, you’ll know what it’s like to have a girl that you’d do anything for. Even if it means falling in love with a Ravenclaw. Wait, pretend you didn’t hear that last part.” Draco said, in a very child-friendly voice. Ben giggled at the end of Draco’s speech (of which made my heart full with warmth) and I knew Draco was the boy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

It’s weird. Before Draco met me, I used to glance at him in the library and at dinner time. He always looked so broken, he put up a defensive shield and I’ll always be forever grateful be let me in. He used to be so mean to anyone that wasn’t a pure blood, I’m surprised I survived the old Draco’s wrath.

I slink down the stairs and turn the lamps on before searching the TV for a good film. I finally land on ‘10 Things I Hate About You’, one of my all time favourites and lay out a blanket on the sofa. I rearrange the pillows so that they are more comfy and sneak into the cupboard Anna showed me years ago. After a good few years of babysitting Ben I’ve learned all the tricks of indulging myself.

Anna and Jonathon have provided me with my favourite chocolate and a note. 'Save some for Draco, he seems lovely. -A + J’ I smile at the gift and put it on a plate, bringing it out to the living room. I lay down on the blanket, waiting for Draco to return from Ben’s room so we can watch the film and I can finally snuggle up and cuddle Draco.

After a good 15 minutes of waiting, I hear a pair of light footsteps hop down the stairs, and follow into my presence. I smile at Draco, noticing his smile a mile wide. I hold my arms out indicating he needs to lay down with me so I can cuddle him. He follows suit, laying down so that we can both see the television and I rest my head on his chest and wrapping my left leg over his left leg as he wraps his arms around my frame.

I press play on the film. “I’m going to show you a muggle film, it’s really good. I promise. It’s my favourite.” Draco chuckles, and snuggles into me as we watch together. I find it really cute how he had a running commentary of questions and snarky comments about how 'that wouldn’t happen if they had wands’.

But despite everything, I wouldn’t change a thing about Draco. “Y/n?” He asks. “Yeah?” I reply. “Can we babysit Ben more often, please. I really like him, and it means spending alone time with you, love.”

“If that’s what you want. But remember, you only have a week.” I reply, chuckling at his new found adoration for Ben and the muggle world.

“We’ll have to work away at your parents. I really love it here.” Draco murmurs into my ear. “And I really love you, y/n. Even if you are a Ravenclaw.”

I smile at his remark. Even though I may never admit it, to myself and to Draco, I find fatherly Draco super hot. But telling him that would give him an advantage on me, and we can’t have that, can we?

The Prettier Potter ||| Sirius Black

Request: Sirius black smut plz one where the reader is James Potters twin sister

Warning: smut;)

A/N: I tried a different writing style for this, let me know if you prefer this or the other one


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“Princess, why don’t we stay in tonight while everyone else is in Hogsmeade,” Sirius whispered in her ear, his lips brushing against the side of her face lightly. She blushed, pushing him back and glancing around to make sure no one had noticed.

“What if James gets suspicious?” Y/N questioned, biting her lip.

“You’re staying back to study some more, I’m going to see that Ravenclaw that’s been flirting with me all week,” he shrugged, playing with the hem of her skirt under the table.

“Oh Godric, don’t remind me of her,” she huffed, rolling her (Y/C/E) eyes as she picked her quill back up.

“Are you jealous love?” Sirius cooed, giving her thigh a soft squeeze just above the top of her thigh high socks.

“What are you two whispering about?” James suddenly spoke from in front of them, snapping her attention up to him.

“Remember that Ravenclaw girl from Tuesday? Y/N here was giving me some tips on how to talk her up without looking like I’m trying to,” Sirius informed, a carefree smile on his face.

“Like you need any help there Pads,” James laughed, pulling out the empty chair. “You gonna stay back to try to- er we can talk about this later.”

“I’m the same bloody age as you James, you can talk about sex in front of me you know,” Y/N snorted, as her twin brother eyed her worriedly.

“It’s just weird okay? You’re my little sister,” he exclaimed, throwing his arms up.

“You’re two minutes older than me,” she reminded, throwing a piece of crumpled parchment at him. “Even though you act like you’re five years younger.”

“I take offense to that,” he stated, giving her an amused look.

“I think that was the point Prongs,” Sirius smirked, sliding his hand up her thigh as he spoke. “But yeah I’m planning on staying back.”

“What about you lil sis? Fancy a trip to Hogsmeade with your big bro?” James smiled, unaware of what was going on under the very table he sat at.

“And third wheel your date with Lily? No thanks, I’ll probably stay in and work on the potions homework or something,” she shrugged, knowing as soon as Lily was mentioned he would go on one of his love spills.
She were right.


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“We have the dorm all to ourselves, whatever shall we do?” Sirius hummed, walking over to her.

She laid on his bed, a book in her hand. She pretended to not see the way his eyes were trailing up her body, lingering on the exposed skin where her thigh and skirt just barely met, traveling up and over her chest to lock eyes with her. She simply smirked, giving a small shrug and returning to her book.

“Oh really now, is that how we’re going to play it?” Sirius chuckled, crawling up the bed until his face was right above her waist.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she feigned innocent, shrieking with laughter as he attacked her sides with his fingers. “Si- sirius you arse stop!”

“What’s the magic words?” He teased, pressing his fingers deeper into her sides as she laughed loudly.

“Sirius Black is a sex god, the absolute best I’ve ever had!” She exclaimed through her laughs, shooting him a half hearted glare as he finally stopped tickling her.

“Damn right I am,” he smirked, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

She leaned into the kiss, parting her lips slightly. Sirius’ left hand rested on the top of her thigh, the other cupping the side of her face as he kissed her passionately. She tangled her fingers in his hair, ignoring the sound of the book hitting the floor. She let out a small moan as his fingers brushed against her panties, pressing into his touch.

“Mm not yet love,” Sirius whispered against her lips, tugging her bottom lip into his mouth sucking slightly. His fingers rubbed against her softly through the thin material of her black panties, just enough for her to feel it.

“Bloody do something Sirius,” she growled into his mouth, tugging his hair to emphasize her point. Sirius moaned softly, pulling back slightly.

“Why don’t you take control this time baby girl?” Sirius suggested, staring up at her with lust filled eyes.

“Or do you think you can’t do it?” He challenged, a smirk playing on his lips as she scoffed.

“Oh please Black, we both know I’m the only one who can get both of us off,” she teased.

“Prove it.” Y/N pushed him back softly, straddling his lap quickly. She ground her hips down, smirking at the loud moan Sirius tried to conceal. She could feel his cock hardening under her as she rubbed against him through his clothes.

“You’re being a tease,” he moaned as she leaned down and began sucking on his sweet spot leaving a deep purple bruise.

“Is that so?” She breathed against his neck, grounding her hips against him one more. He let out a loud groan, his hands gripping her hips.

Y/N leaned back, pulling her blouse over her head quickly. Sirius’ eyes stared at her chest, his hands going up to remove her bra swiftly.
She undid the buttons of his shirt, running her hands down his chiseled abdomen before undoing the buttons on his muggle jeans.

“Take them off,” she demanded, standing to remove her now soaking panties. Sirius did as told, removing his pants and casting them to the side.

“Now you,” he whispered, licking his lips at the sight before him.

“I think I’m going to ride you just like this,” she whispered seductively, hovering over his hips and moaning at the feeling of his tip rubbing against her.

“Fuck, please do something,” Sirius moaned, gripping her hips tightly. She nodded, biting her lip as she sank down onto his length.

She sat for a minute, allowing herself to adjust to his size. She placed her hands on his chest to balance herself  as she started to roll her hips slowly.

“I could watch you ride me all day,” Sirius gasped, guiding her motions with his hands.

She raised up until the tip was just barely in, before rocking back onto him swiftly. She continued this pace, moaning loudly as he snapped his hips up to meet hers. One of his hands slid up to tease her nipple, her head dropping back in ecstasy.

“Sirius I’m gonna -” she whimpered, her movements slowing slightly. Sirius gripped her hips, flipping them over so he was on top.

He snapped his hips forward roughly, eliciting a loud moan from the girl beneath him. He dipped his hand in the space between them, rubbing her clit harshly as her legs tightened around him.

“Come for me princess, you’ve been such a good girl, doing so well for me,” Sirius praised, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he felt his high building up.

“Ah Sirius!” Y/N screamed as her walls clinched around his cock.

“Fuck Y/N,” Sirius groaned, biting the top of her shoulder harshly to muffle the sounds spilling out of his mouth as he rode out their highs. His movements slowed before he pulled out of her, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple.

“I love you Y/N Potter,” he whispered, casting a wandless cleaning spell on them both.

“I love you Sirius Black,” she replied, snuggling into her boyfriends side with a content smile.

anonymous asked:

discuss: hufflepuff!victor, who spends his whole life working hard and doing his best to dazzle and impress people and has a hard time remembering what it was like to do anything for himself until gryffindor!yuuri comes crashing into his life and makes him remember LIFE AND LOVE y/n?

yeeeeeeeeessss

i think there’s a case that could be made for victor into any house except for slytherin and i’ve been convinced to see it every way (i think i’m really liking ravenclaw victor) but there is definitely such a strong hufflepuff streak in him, like, undeniably. victor who dedicates everything to his work to the point he begins to neglect his own life, his relationships, but he still cares so much about his fans and about being kind and about helping others achieve their best, yes

and gryffindor yuuri NO OTHER HOUSE FOR YUURI (he’s ours!!!!) who struggles with self-doubt, who wonders why he’s here?? but deep down is actually super competitive, who fights through his doubts and fears just to do the thing he loves - and because he wants to win - and who has far more strength than he himself sees but is going to soar, is going to fly

also? keeper victor and seeker yuuri

yuuri “i want to fly like victor” - victor who makes insane catches, who turns in the air and reacts in ways that barely even look human, has already been drafted to a professional team and plays with them over the summers. yuuri tries for years to style his flying after victor and to be a keeper as good as victor but one day victor sees yuuri who thinks he’s alone practicing victor’s signature moves and like, he does them perfectly – but one of the bludgers turns towards victor, who naturally charms it back away from him, and hits the ball box instead and releases the snitch. yuuri notices instantly, makes the fastest, craziest catch victor has ever seen, and victor is just (((o(*゚▽゚*)o))) yuuri!!!! starting today you’re a seeker and you’re going to win the house cup and then come play for my team and make us win at the world cup!! excellent!!!

ladyleanam  asked:

Harry/Luna?

LMAO, you mean Larry? *dies* I think their actual ship name is Lunarry, or Huna, or Pottgood, but omg Larry cracks me up.

I love this pairing. It’s so drama free, and it makes me go “This is exactly what Harry needs after the war.” He needs a girl who’s open and honest with him, who fought by his side but doesn’t think of him as anything other than her friend, Harry. No Chosen One or Boy Who Lived Nonsense.

I can see Harry being very fulfilled by a relationship with Luna because she seems like she needs someone to look out for her. To the naive observer, Luna isn’t a fighter. She’s a target. She was picked on by her own HOUSE for crying out loud (which is actually why I struggle to like any canon Ravenclaws, btw). I think Luna would help Harry satisfy Harry’s need to save and protect people.

BUT … Luna’s not weak. She IS a fighter. And over the course of their relationship, Harry will be reminded of that. He’ll at first be like “Well … does she NEED me?” but then he notices the way that Luna takes care of him. That when he’s in a mood (from childhood, the war, general grief, etc) she acts normal and doesn’t address it, but she works quietly behind the scenes and figures out how to make Harry comfortable and feel loved, even as the rest of his friends smother him with trying to “fix” whatever’s wrong. Luna let’s him process.

Random Face Fic Recs:

Since it’s a rare pair, I only ever see this ship in Drabbles or in the background.

Amortentia (Reunion) by @olivieblake 
Like a Day Dream by @captain-kittenwolf17
Let Me Count the Ways by @dreadpiratemary
Picnic and Hypnotist by @drsallysparrow
Ephemeral by @shadu-kiam

anonymous asked:

As a Ravenclaw who identifies an awful lot with Newt, I don't see why - or how - he should be in Ravenclaw. He shares every single one of the traits Hufflepuff has, and, yes, he may be original, but not every Ravenclaws are (see Cho Chang), and obviously there are Hufflepuffs that are smart (as much as there are dumb Ravenclaws), see Cedric Diggory, who was said to be a gifted wizard. So, keep up with the good word, Hufflepuff friends, we love you!

Originally posted by nba-80s-90sgifs

You’re right on the money there nonners

-Jamie (Gryffindor)

Why Jonathan Byers is, in my opinion, a Slytherin.

i see a post saying that Jon is a Ravenclaw –and another where he is a Gryffindor. i tend to disagree and here my point of view (sorry for my bad english btw):

he had ambition. and since he is little. since he is 6 if i remember correctly, he wants to go to NYU. he is probably considering himself as a great photographer and this art as his unique/private way to communicate… so yeah, we perceive him as a ‘loser’ but he certainly thinks he is better than most of his peers (his conversation in the wood with Nancy was quite condescending tbh), and he certainly thinks he deserves better than this small city. Jonathan as well looks self-absorbed in the very first episodes.

another trait: the self-preservation. don’t get me wrong, Jonathan is ready to do ANYTHING for his family and dear ones. BUT he needs to analyse/prepare the situation. For example, while Nancy enters the tree to reach the upside-down word without a second thought (she is definitely a Gryffindor btw -brave and impulsive), Jonathan, hearing her voice coming for the tree, looks at it intensely, analysing the situation, not running into battle out of an act of adrenaline. Same when they fight the monster. Nancy is much more impulsive than him (he has to stop her to shoot the monster at some point), but Jon thinks much more. They have prepared very properly how to capture/kill the monster, so he just wants to follow the plan, because -again- he thinks, he KNOWS it will work. No need to take useless risks.

a quote, i don’t remember preceisely where i read it, says: “If you’re not one of their few most important people, they really aren’t particularly trustworthy -and don’t care about you.“ The jonathan we see around people he dislikes (his father, Steve, most people as he says) is very VERY different from the one we see making breakfast for his family, making mixtape for his little brother -or comforting Nancy. The importance of taking care of their own and of their kind is definitely a Slytherin trait that Jonathan has. Look how he reacted so violently when Steve insulted his family. if the police have not intervened, it could have lead to very serious health consequences for Steve…

I believe the Slytherin claims that the best thing about being Slytherin is not caring what others think. It’s being out for yourself, to some extent yes, but not being defined by how others see you - and not caring. A Gryffindor cares if others don’t see him as brave, a Ravenclaw if others don’t see him as smart. A Slytherin doesn’t care one way or the other, doesn’t care if others don’t love him or perceive him as evil/bad. Just like Jonathan doesn’t care that much about the creep/loner label he has in high-school.

‘just my two cents !!

P.S: don’t get me wrong. i LOOOVE jonathan, and being a slytherin is not a bad thing for me ;)

If the Fantastic Beasts characters went to Hogwarts: House Headcanons
  • Tina Goldstein: Gryffindor
  • Queenie Goldstein: Hufflepuff
  • Jacob Kowalski: Hufflepuff
  • Seraphina Picquery: Ravenclaw
  • (Real) Percival Graves: Gryffindor
  • Gellert Grindelwald: Slytherin
  • Credence Barebone: Hufflepuff(I think the sorting hat would have a hard time with him, because he has qualities of all of the houses, and there's no clear option. However, we see that he is a loyal person, and puts his full faith in Grindelwald/Graves, which is why I put him in Hufflepuff.)
Jealous: Young!Sirius Black

Originally posted by marauders-scrapbooks

So could you please do one for Young Sirius Black where he gets super jealous when Y/N talks to a guy and the next day the guy’s nose is broken! (Requested)

Sirius watched from across the library as his girlfriend laughed and gently placed her hand on the arm of her companion. Growling he watched the darker toned Ravenclaw smirk and whisper something in her ear that caused her cheeks to turn bright red and her eyes to widen. Sirius had once looked up to the older bloke but watching him smooth talk his girl had turned that admiration into hatred and jealousy. He understood that his girlfriend needed the extra help in Charms but he didn’t understand why she just hadn’t come to Remus or even Lily for help.

“Stop that,” he heard a gruff voice mumble from behind him and he turned to see Remus studying his features from behind a thick leather bound book. “You know he’s just doing this to get a reaction and if you continue to act like this then you will either end up single or expelled, maybe even both if your jealousy rage goes far enough.” Sirius knew his werewolf friend was right, he always had been smart at talking him and Prongs out of dangerous situations, but looking at the way Stiles was staring at his women and giving her the attention that was reserved for him alone he could give a rat’s behind.

He turned back around when he heard the scraping of a wooden chair against the floor and whipped around to see that the two oblivious study buddies were finished and his beautiful girlfriend was now collecting her belongings and getting ready to head out. His teeth gritted together as he watched Stiles look over (Y/N)’s curves and his hands balled into tight fists at the little lip biting that he did along with the ogling. “I’m going to kill him!” Sirius growled and stalked over to the Ravenclaw heartthrob just as his girlfriend had exited the library, perhaps in search of her friends.

“Oh dear,” Remus mumbled but didn’t move to stop Sirius and turned his gaze back to the book he was reading, Magical Beasts and How to Tame Them. “I knew I should have gone with Prongs to the Astronomy tower, at least then I would have peace and quiet because of all the snogging he’d do with Evans.”

*

The sun had just begun to peak through the curtains and into the boys’ dormitory when a shout caused all the boys to jump up from sleep and look around the room for signs of danger. Standing at the entrance was (Y/N), hands planted firmly on her hips and a scowl on her face that reminded them of a mother scowling her child when they tried to sneak a treat. “Sirius Orion Black!” she shouted once more and stalked over to the confused boy who was sporting a shiny black bruise on his jaw.

“How dare you beat up my study partner?” She growled and all the other boys sensed that it was about to become aggressive between the young couple and made fast to escape, some tripping over each other along the way. “How do you think it feels to wake up and receive a howler from Mrs. Stiles about how much she dislikes me now because my brute boyfriend broke her son’s nose?”

While (Y/N) ranted on about the idiot that deserved to have his nose broken, Sirius got out of his bed and walked over to his panicking girlfriend and before she could yell at him for not listening to what she was saying he crashed his lips to hers and shut her up instantly. At first she was reluctant to return the kiss but soon her rigid body melted into the curves of his and her arms circled around his neck and pulled him in for a deeper kiss. Feeling Sirius slide his tongue against her bottom lip, (Y/N) opened her mouth immediately and allowed him to enter and slowly explore her mouth while caressing her soft skin.

“You could have just told me to shut up,” (Y/N) whispers when they pull away for air and couldn’t help the small smile that came to her face when he gave her little butterfly kisses on her cheek and down to her neck. She felt him mumble something against her neck and when he pulled away there was a hint of sadness and regret in his eyes.

“I’m sorry that I got you yelled at. I just couldn’t stand how he was looking at you, touching you and making you laugh. I just got so tired of him messing with what was mine,” Sirius says and (Y/N) smirks before leaning up once more and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“As cute as you look when you’re jealous, I only belong to you Padfoot and no one else,” she says and then pulled him towards the bed for a well needed cuddle time, to assure Sirius that there was no competition. By the time the couple had headed down for breakfast news had spread through the castle about Stile’s broken nose and when he came down he was seen sporting a swollen nose and a bruised ego, no guy dared flirted with you after that.

Like what’s up with the canon sorting in Harry Potter though? I agree that Harry is a true Gryffendor in his insistent bravery both in his actions and in his challenge of the Sorting Hat, and I can see how Hermione values bravery over her own qualities, after her speech in Philosopher’s, but Ron was loyal to the extent that it led him back to his friends when his bravery failed him, so why isn’t he a true Hufflepuff? Fred and George are clear candidates for Slytherin - they love a bit of cunning plan - hatching and have huge ambition. In fact, I’d say they’re more cunning and ambitious and resourceful than brave and I think above bravery, they seem to value loyalty.

I see how Snape is a true Slytherin, but why aren’t Crabbe and Goyle Hufflepuffs? Unless they, like Harry, chose their house.

James, Lily, Sirius and Peter, I can see why they’re in Gryffendor though the first 3 have qualities of all the houses, but Lupin… often the coward (to his own disappointment). Often unprepared and, though book smart, no more than the other 3. I think more than anything he is a Hufflepuff. It is his loyalty and trust that set him right more often than not (Deathly Hallows much?)

WHY is Albus Dumbledore not a Slytherin? He is the single most cunning, resourceful man in the series, more so than Voldemort himself. He, perhaps in his later years, lacks the ambition but in his younger years her certainly didn’t!

And Arthur Weasley. We never see him demonstrate more than the standard bravery of the main characters, but what he does have is a fantastic, unhindered curiosity which I think would have made him a fun addition to Ravenclaw

Finally HAGRID. Why is this man not a Hufflepuff??! I sometimes feel like JK just didn’t think when she housed him. Yes, he’s brave, but more than anything he’s fair, loyal and unafraid to defend those he loves.

This is why I love the ‘you have to ask to be in Gryffendor’ theory. Because most of Gryffendor house look like they were put there not by their qualities but because they’re good guys and also main characters.

Our Secret (Draco Malfoy Imagine ft. Pansy)

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Requested- Hey could I get a Draco imagine where the reader and him are in a relationship but they keep it as a secret because she is a gryffindor and so they secretly meet at the black sea. One day Pansy sees them and asks Draco why he would spend time with a girl like her and he stands up for the reader and says that he loves her.:)

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Originally posted by emmawathson

The weather was amazing today, the sun was bright with a clear blue sky. You woke up to a note beside your pillow, folded neatly like a bird. With a sheepish smile on your face, you carefully unfolded it.

‘Y/n-

Good morning sleepy head. Can’t wait to meet you by the Black Lake after class. Bring a jacket, don’t want you to catch a cold.

Love, Draco x’

It was your secret boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. You two kept it as a secret because Draco was from Slytherin and you were from Gryffindor. Everyone knew that the two houses doesn’t get along with each other, or they hate each other. But you didn’t hate Slytherin. You always thought that they were misunderstood and they could be just as nice as the others, Draco as an example. The Black Lake was his hideaway, and now it was your secret meeting spot. You hated that you both had to hide your relationship at school because of Pansy. Every time you glanced at Draco, you would always see her trying to gain his attention.

You hurried to your class, hoping that it will end soon.

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Protective Brothers - The Marauders

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Sirius tapped on your book with his pen until your looked up at him. You raised an eyebrow at him and he grinned.

“What?” you whispered, hoping Professor McGonagall wouldn’t see you two. 

“Why is that bloke from Ravenclaw staring at you?” You glanced up and locked eyes with the chocolate pair across the room before he glanced away.

“I don’t know, I am pretty foxy.” He snorted and McGonagall glanced over at the two of you. You stifled your laughter behind your book and glanced over at Remus who was glaring at the two of you.

“What?” you whispered.

“You’re not as clever as you think you are,” he muttered.

“Well, she is a fox, Moony.”

“I know, I was there when you all transformed in front of me. But really, why is he looking at you?”

“Probably,” you said, flipping through your book. “Because we’re going on a date this Friday.” Sirius slapped your arm and McGonagall shot you three a look. 

“Sorry, professor,” Sirius said. He waited until she turned around before he started whispering again. “Okay, so what’s this bloke’s name?”

“Charlie, and please stop talking about it,” you said, trying to listen to McGonagall’s lecture.

“Why? Do we embarrass you?”

“Yes,” you said, smiling over at him as Remus chuckled. 

“Miss Y/L/N.” You looked up wide-eyed at McGonagall, who was standing directly in front of you. She made a smile at you that was anything but polite. 

“Sorry, professor.”

“Yes, I’m sure you will be after detention. Tonight.” She spun around, walking back to the front of the classroom. You kicked Sirius under the table, shushing him from laughing. McGonagall assigned extra homework, most likely because of you and Sirius.

“Thanks for the homework, Y/N,” Sirius said as you made your way back to Gryffindor common room. You glared over at him and pushed him, so he stepped into the vanishing step on the stairs. 

“Nice one,” Remus said as Sirius tripped. The two of you walked up the steps, ignoring Sirius as he ran after you. As you walked towards the fat lady, Peter and James came up the opposite staircase.

“Why the long face?” Peter asked. 

“Sirius got me detention.”

“Y/N has a boyfriend,” he said at the same time. You looked back on him in shock while Peter and James looked between the two of you. 

“Moony?” James asked, looking to clarify. He sighed and stepped in front of the portrait.

Pineapple totem,” he said, and the portrait swung open, the four of you following him. A couple of first years jumped up as you came in, and cleared the seats in front of the fire.

You sat down in one of the comfier arm chairs, and looked over at James and Peter. James winked at you before he turned to look at Remus.

“So what happened?”

“Well, Y/N dropped the bombshell that she’s going on a date with-”

“Charlie,” you said when he looked up at you inquisitively.

“With Charlie, and Sirius threw a fit, which made Y/N get in trouble. So now she has detention tonight.”

“So do I,” James said. “Slughorn gave me detention for slipping a few extra unicorn hairs into Peter’s cauldron.”

“Which made it explode,” Peter added. You smirked and leaned back in the chair. 

“Anyways,” James said, grinning over at Peter who rolled his eyes. “Tell us about this Charlie guy.” 

“There’s not much to tell, he’s been in the same year as us the entire time. We’ve had plenty of classes with the Ravenclaws.”

“And yet, we’ve never noticed him,” Sirius said.

“Well, that’s because you’re too busy checking out James.” They both giggled and winked at each other, Sirius scooting closer to James. 

“So when’s this date?” Peter asked.

“Why are you all so interested?” you asked, crossing your arms. 

“Because we’re best friends,” Remus said.

“I think you’re all just jealous.”

“Y/N, I would absolutely love to make out with you,” Sirius said, looking over at you, making you blush. “But we’re not jealous of this Ravenclaw bloke.”

“So then what is it?”

“Y/N, you don’t have any older siblings,” James said. “We have to be the protective brothers to you.”

“No you don’t,” you said, rolling your eyes. They ignored you, and continued asking you questions.

“Where are you meeting?”

“The Three Broomsticks.”

“What are you going to wear?”

“You can’t pick out my outfit, Sirius.”

“Are you going to use protection?”

“We’re just going to get butter beer!” you shouted, loud enough for the whole common room to hear. You blushed and hunched over closer to the guys. 

“I’m begging you, please don’t do anything to embarrass me or I promise I will make your lives a living hell.”

“You don’t scare me too much,” James said, leaning back in his seat with a smirk.

“Oh? So I can go tell Lily Evans all about your crush on her?” you said, pointing up to the girl’s dormitory. He clenched his teeth and tried to fight off the blush coming to his face. 

“Fine. We won’t embarrass you, but we will make sure you’re okay.”

“I’ll be fi-”

“We’ll keep quiet and out of sight,” Remus said. You sighed and nodded.

“Fine.”


That Friday, you walked into The Three Broomsticks with Charlie, sitting down with him at one of the far tables. You were just talking casually when you spotted Remus and James across the room, trying to not look obvious as they watched you.

Remus caught your eye and winked, just as you heard barking from outside the shop. You glanced over and saw a shaggy black dog, running around in front of the window. You couldn’t see Peter, but you knew he was running around beneath your feet or above in the rafters. 

“You okay?” Charlie asked, pulling you away from the windows.

“Absolutely.”

It delights me to think of Peter Grant at Hogwarts. I love to think of this inquisitive little biracial Muggleborn Londoner and who shows up to the Hogwarts Express with his mum and a whole cluster of aunts and cousins in tow, just because his mother wants to make sure everyone sees her boy going to magic school.

This is the kid who would definitely take his personal stereo because he’s been on long trips before and knows how boring it can get. And knowing dear Peter, this is the kid who would be unimpressed that his personal stereo stops working as soon as he gets onto Hogwarts grounds.

There’s no way he could be anything but a Ravenclaw, and almost as soon as he’s lodged in the Ravenclaw Tower, he starts trying to figure out why he can’t get his walkman to work. And it goes on from there. Why don’t they use pens? Why are they using scrolls? How do the boats sail across the lake with no tangible force behind them? What if he changes up the order of stuff in potions? Does it make a difference? Where does the power come from behind the charms? How do the candles float? Why don’t they have wax dripping on their heads?

Give me tiny Ravenclaw Peter who just. won’t. stop. trying to figure out the school because there has to be a way to do it. Give me curious Ravenclaw Peter who never manages to master flying, because he’s spending too much time trying to understand the physics of the broom in flight. Give me indignant Peter who is frustrated by the backwards parts of the magical community, where they are so dependent on magic, they can’t even think of a non-magic workaround. Give me academically useless Peter who is so caught up on taking apart the wizarding world that his schoolwork always ends up on the backburner, because he’s so busy trying to figure out everything.

Instead of a Boggart turning into the thing the person fears the most, it turns into the thing a person most desires.

Imagine Harry going up to see what he desires the most and it turns into everyone he loved that died in the war and them being confused when he asks them why they are there when they are supposed to be dead. Then, because they are still looking confused, he asks them about Voldemort and Sirius snorts and says “What a stupid name, what kind of idiot calls himself Voldemort? Hah” and he, James, Remus and Fred start making fun of Voldemort’s name while Lily looks at them, smiling to herself. And Harry is just standing there, tears of happiness running down his face

Scorpio Ravenclaw Moodboard:  Curiosity killed the cat; satisfaction brought it back. If ever a wizard exhibited a danger of self destruction from too much knowledge, surely it was a Ravenclaw Scorpio. It doesn’t matter whether the pet obsession this week is botany, Muggle pop music, or the history of the Necronomicon, if a Ravenclaw Scorpio wants to know about it, then he will, and damn the consequences: full speed ahead. Indeed, just mention that a subject is “forbidden” and you’ll see a peculiar light shine in their eyes. They sneak into locked rooms after dark, and forge passes to the restricted library sections. The lust for arcane knowledge is both the greatest strength of these wizards, and the Achilles heel. It’s best to indulge them whenever possible and let the obsession burn itself out; and, when this is not possible, to explain in great detail and absolutely *no* patronizing why the subject must not be explored. These Ravenclaws are quiet and secretive, but don’t be fooled by that calm and placid exterior; they have hidden depths.

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I really want to see MAGI x Harry Potter! You guys might wonder why alibaba is slytherin. I think alibaba will be in slytherin because of Kassim. From my perspective, it is explicit for kassim to be in slytherin… alibaba is like the best friend of him and even in the original story he tried to be in kassim’s side, so I think even though alibaba’s characteristic fits gryffindor, he will follow kassim’s route :D and for aladdin it is really obvious that he will be in ravenclaw.