🔥 | Latest

Click, Facts, and Funny: 26+ Smashing Tumblr Posts That Are Not To Be Missed biggest-gaudiest-patronuses seduce me with ridiculous history facts chrownox Pineapples used to be so expensive that people would rent them for partys as prestige decoration biggest-gaudiest-patronuses that's the shit goldengaypotato Upwards of 90% of all giraffe sex is homosexual, with some males even developing intimate relationships that include fawning and cuddling with their necks. biggest-gaudiest-patronuses my first thought was "this can't possibly be based on fact" and then Giraffes Further information: Giraffe § Social life and breeding habits Male giraffes have been observed to engage in remarkably high frequen ci es of homosexual behavior. After aggressive "necking", it is common for two male giraffes to caress and court each other, leading up to mounting and climax. Such interactons between males have been found to be more frequent than heterosexual coup ling [79] In one study, up to 94% of observed mounting inciden ts took pla ce between two males. The proportion of same sex activities varied between 30 and 75%, and atany given time one in twenty males were engaged in non-combative necking behavior with another male. Only 1% of same-sex moun ting inciden ts occurred between females leol biggest-gaudiest-patronuses this has nothing to do with history unclefather Historically, giraffes are gay Source:biggest-gaudiest-patronuses #welp 47,652 notes Sarcasm Goal Click to see full list 26+ Smashing Tumblr Posts That Are Not To Be Missed #funny #lol #memes #humor #tumblr
Click, Facts, and Funny: 26+ Smashing Tumblr Posts That Are Not To Be Missed
 biggest-gaudiest-patronuses
 seduce me with ridiculous history facts
 chrownox
 Pineapples used to be so expensive that people would rent them for partys as
 prestige decoration
 biggest-gaudiest-patronuses
 that's the shit
 goldengaypotato
 Upwards of 90% of all giraffe sex is homosexual, with some males even
 developing intimate relationships that include fawning and cuddling with their
 necks.
 biggest-gaudiest-patronuses
 my first thought was "this can't possibly be based on fact" and then
 Giraffes
 Further information: Giraffe § Social life and breeding habits
 Male giraffes have been observed to engage in remarkably high frequen ci es of homosexual
 behavior. After aggressive "necking", it is common for two male giraffes to caress and court each
 other, leading up to mounting and climax. Such interactons between males have been found to be
 more frequent than heterosexual coup ling [79] In one study, up to 94% of observed mounting
 inciden ts took pla ce between two males. The proportion of same sex activities varied between 30
 and 75%, and atany given time one in twenty males were engaged in non-combative necking
 behavior with another male. Only 1% of same-sex moun ting inciden ts occurred between
 females leol
 biggest-gaudiest-patronuses
 this has nothing to do with history
 unclefather
 Historically, giraffes are gay
 Source:biggest-gaudiest-patronuses #welp
 47,652 notes
 Sarcasm Goal
 Click to see full list
26+ Smashing Tumblr Posts That Are Not To Be Missed #funny #lol #memes #humor #tumblr

26+ Smashing Tumblr Posts That Are Not To Be Missed #funny #lol #memes #humor #tumblr

Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters Why English is so hard to learn 11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid in his hospital bed. Marlene Davis YOU think English is easy? Check out the following. 12. There was a row among the oarsmen about who would row. 13. They were too close to the door to close it. 1. The bandage was wound around the wound. 14. The buck does funny things when the does (females) are present. 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line. 2. The farm was cultivated to produce produce. 16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow. 3. The dump was so full that the workers had to refuse more refuse. 17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail around the mast. 4. We must polish the Polish furniture shown at the store. 5. He could lead if he would get the lead out. 18. Upon seeing the tear in her painting she shed a tear. 19.I had to subject the subject to a series of tests. 6. The soldier decided to desert his tasty dessert in the desert. 20. How can I intimate this to my 7. Since there is no time like the pres- ent, he thought it was time to present the present to his girlfriend 8. A bass was painted on the head of 9. When shot at, the dove dove into 10. I did not object to the object most intimate friend? Heteronyms or homographs are words of like These are brilliant. Homone the bass drum. the bushes. which he showed me. spelling, but with more than one meaning and sound. When pronounced differently they are known as heteronyms I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.
Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters
 Why English is
 so hard to learn
 11. The insurance was invalid for the
 invalid in his hospital bed.
 Marlene Davis
 YOU think English
 is easy? Check out
 the following.
 12. There was a row among the
 oarsmen about who would row.
 13. They were too close to the door
 to close it.
 1. The bandage
 was wound around
 the wound.
 14. The buck does funny things when
 the does (females) are present.
 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell
 down into a sewer line.
 2. The farm was cultivated to produce
 produce.
 16. To help with planting, the farmer
 taught his sow to sow.
 3. The dump was so full that the
 workers had to refuse more refuse.
 17. The wind was too strong to wind
 the sail around the mast.
 4. We must polish the Polish furniture
 shown at the store.
 5. He could lead if he would get the
 lead out.
 18. Upon seeing the tear in her
 painting she shed a tear.
 19.I had to subject the subject to a
 series of tests.
 6. The soldier decided to desert his
 tasty dessert in the desert.
 20. How can I intimate this to my
 7. Since there is no time like the pres-
 ent, he thought it was time to present the
 present to his girlfriend
 8. A bass was painted on the head of
 9. When shot at, the dove dove into
 10. I did not object to the object
 most intimate friend?
 Heteronyms
 or homographs are words of like
 These are brilliant. Homone
 the bass drum.
 the bushes.
 which he showed me.
 spelling, but with more than one
 meaning and sound.
 When pronounced differently
 they are known as heteronyms
I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters Why English is so hard to learn 11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid in his hospital bed. Marlene Davis YOU think English is easy? Check out the following. 12. There was a row among the oarsmen about who would row. 13. They were too close to the door to close it. 1. The bandage was wound around the wound. 14. The buck does funny things when the does (females) are present. 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line. 2. The farm was cultivated to produce produce. 16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow. 3. The dump was so full that the workers had to refuse more refuse. 17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail around the mast. 4. We must polish the Polish furniture shown at the store. 5. He could lead if he would get the lead out. 18. Upon seeing the tear in her painting she shed a tear. 19.I had to subject the subject to a series of tests. 6. The soldier decided to desert his tasty dessert in the desert. 20. How can I intimate this to my 7. Since there is no time like the pres- ent, he thought it was time to present the present to his girlfriend 8. A bass was painted on the head of 9. When shot at, the dove dove into 10. I did not object to the object most intimate friend? Heteronyms or homographs are words of like These are brilliant. Homone the bass drum. the bushes. which he showed me. spelling, but with more than one meaning and sound. When pronounced differently they are known as heteronyms I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.
Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters
 Why English is
 so hard to learn
 11. The insurance was invalid for the
 invalid in his hospital bed.
 Marlene Davis
 YOU think English
 is easy? Check out
 the following.
 12. There was a row among the
 oarsmen about who would row.
 13. They were too close to the door
 to close it.
 1. The bandage
 was wound around
 the wound.
 14. The buck does funny things when
 the does (females) are present.
 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell
 down into a sewer line.
 2. The farm was cultivated to produce
 produce.
 16. To help with planting, the farmer
 taught his sow to sow.
 3. The dump was so full that the
 workers had to refuse more refuse.
 17. The wind was too strong to wind
 the sail around the mast.
 4. We must polish the Polish furniture
 shown at the store.
 5. He could lead if he would get the
 lead out.
 18. Upon seeing the tear in her
 painting she shed a tear.
 19.I had to subject the subject to a
 series of tests.
 6. The soldier decided to desert his
 tasty dessert in the desert.
 20. How can I intimate this to my
 7. Since there is no time like the pres-
 ent, he thought it was time to present the
 present to his girlfriend
 8. A bass was painted on the head of
 9. When shot at, the dove dove into
 10. I did not object to the object
 most intimate friend?
 Heteronyms
 or homographs are words of like
 These are brilliant. Homone
 the bass drum.
 the bushes.
 which he showed me.
 spelling, but with more than one
 meaning and sound.
 When pronounced differently
 they are known as heteronyms
I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters Why English is so hard to learn 11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid in his hospital bed. Marlene Davis YOU think English is easy? Check out the following. 12. There was a row among the oarsmen about who would row. 13. They were too close to the door to close it. 1. The bandage was wound around the wound. 14. The buck does funny things when the does (females) are present. 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line. 2. The farm was cultivated to produce produce. 16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow. 3. The dump was so full that the workers had to refuse more refuse. 17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail around the mast. 4. We must polish the Polish furniture shown at the store. 5. He could lead if he would get the lead out. 18. Upon seeing the tear in her painting she shed a tear. 19.I had to subject the subject to a series of tests. 6. The soldier decided to desert his tasty dessert in the desert. 20. How can I intimate this to my 7. Since there is no time like the pres- ent, he thought it was time to present the present to his girlfriend 8. A bass was painted on the head of 9. When shot at, the dove dove into 10. I did not object to the object most intimate friend? Heteronyms or homographs are words of like These are brilliant. Homone the bass drum. the bushes. which he showed me. spelling, but with more than one meaning and sound. When pronounced differently they are known as heteronyms I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.
Dove, Funny, and Head: Language Matters
 Why English is
 so hard to learn
 11. The insurance was invalid for the
 invalid in his hospital bed.
 Marlene Davis
 YOU think English
 is easy? Check out
 the following.
 12. There was a row among the
 oarsmen about who would row.
 13. They were too close to the door
 to close it.
 1. The bandage
 was wound around
 the wound.
 14. The buck does funny things when
 the does (females) are present.
 15. A seamstress and a sewer fell
 down into a sewer line.
 2. The farm was cultivated to produce
 produce.
 16. To help with planting, the farmer
 taught his sow to sow.
 3. The dump was so full that the
 workers had to refuse more refuse.
 17. The wind was too strong to wind
 the sail around the mast.
 4. We must polish the Polish furniture
 shown at the store.
 5. He could lead if he would get the
 lead out.
 18. Upon seeing the tear in her
 painting she shed a tear.
 19.I had to subject the subject to a
 series of tests.
 6. The soldier decided to desert his
 tasty dessert in the desert.
 20. How can I intimate this to my
 7. Since there is no time like the pres-
 ent, he thought it was time to present the
 present to his girlfriend
 8. A bass was painted on the head of
 9. When shot at, the dove dove into
 10. I did not object to the object
 most intimate friend?
 Heteronyms
 or homographs are words of like
 These are brilliant. Homone
 the bass drum.
 the bushes.
 which he showed me.
 spelling, but with more than one
 meaning and sound.
 When pronounced differently
 they are known as heteronyms
I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

I’m not sure why anyone would desert their tasty dessert in the desert.. but you get the point.

Beautiful, Complex, and Food: delladilly do you ever see someone in some quiet intimate moment and suddenly love them so desperately you feel like you're dying #1ike when they pass a mirror and make a face and mess with their hair a little #or when you hear someone singing in their car with the windows rolled up as they drive past you #1 don't know how to express this i ust and it makes me so sad and filled up sometimes le are le mrrrl I love seeing grown humans setting about little creative tasks out of boredom and then looking quietly pleased with themselves, like maybe a middle-aged woman on her train home from work manages to make a tower out of empty coffee creamers and gazes at it proudly for a few seconds I love seeing other people make the overblown OOPS I FORGOT SOMETHING performance for no-one that most of us do when we have to turn around in the middle of the pavement. I love seeing stony-faced people in queues unable to contain a smile when a baby looking over its mother's shoulder in front of them locks eyes and does that astonished stare brittajj26 when someone is standing in line and they don't quite dance to the music playing, but you can SEE their head bop and them mouthing the words when someone thinks no one's paying attention and they sing-talk themselves thru a task when they laugh or try to hide a laugh when looking at their phone elodieunderglass when someone does the thing where they enter another space (such as a supermarket aisle) striding with total purpose, then suddenly forget what they re doing/looking for, and stop there looking blank for a millisecond while they reboot. when people are looking for scissors, in their home or in a store, and they make the scissors gesture with their non-dominant hand as an aid to remind them what they're doing - when automatic social interactions glitch, like when you tell a waiter that you hope he enjoys his food too, or tell the stranger on the phone that you love them the hand gesture people make when they're thinking at their computer, not typing, and their elbow rests on the table, and they feel the edge of their fingernail with their thumb. This is such a lovely little gesture and to my knowledge I have never seen it in fiction. You'd think it would come up all the time in fic. - when you're sharing an experience with a complete stranger (like watching a seagull throw up in public, or waiting for a late train) and you make eye contact, and some comment to each other, and then you guys are, like, ALLIES now. Like you would willingly ride to war to save them. You can't make eye contact again, but you are very aware of them - just evidence of other people's rich, baffling and complex inner lives 207,680 notes Everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details
Beautiful, Complex, and Food: delladilly
 do you ever see someone in some quiet intimate moment and suddenly love
 them so desperately you feel like you're dying
 #1ike when they pass a mirror and make a face and mess with their hair a little
 #or when you hear someone singing in their car with the windows rolled up as
 they drive past you #1 don't know how to express this i ust
 and it makes me so sad and filled up sometimes
 le are
 le
 mrrrl
 I love seeing grown humans setting about little creative tasks out of boredom
 and then looking quietly pleased with themselves, like maybe a middle-aged
 woman on her train home from work manages to make a tower out of empty
 coffee creamers and gazes at it proudly for a few seconds
 I love seeing other people make the overblown OOPS I FORGOT SOMETHING
 performance for no-one that most of us do when we have to turn around in the
 middle of the pavement.
 I love seeing stony-faced people in queues unable to contain a smile when a
 baby looking over its mother's shoulder in front of them locks eyes and does that
 astonished stare
 brittajj26
 when someone is standing in line and they don't quite dance to the music
 playing, but you can SEE their head bop and them mouthing the words
 when someone thinks no one's paying attention and they sing-talk themselves
 thru a task
 when they laugh or try to hide a laugh when looking at their phone
 elodieunderglass
 when someone does the thing where they enter another space (such as a
 supermarket aisle) striding with total purpose, then suddenly forget what they re
 doing/looking for, and stop there looking blank for a millisecond while they
 reboot.
 when people are looking for scissors, in their home or in a store, and they
 make the scissors gesture with their non-dominant hand as an aid to remind
 them what they're doing
 - when automatic social interactions glitch, like when you tell a waiter that you
 hope he enjoys his food too, or tell the stranger on the phone that you love
 them
 the hand gesture people make when they're thinking at their computer, not
 typing, and their elbow rests on the table, and they feel the edge of their
 fingernail with their thumb. This is such a lovely little gesture and to my
 knowledge I have never seen it in fiction. You'd think it would come up all the
 time in fic.
 - when you're sharing an experience with a complete stranger (like watching a
 seagull throw up in public, or waiting for a late train) and you make eye contact,
 and some comment to each other, and then you guys are, like, ALLIES now.
 Like you would willingly ride to war to save them. You can't make eye contact
 again, but you are very aware of them
 - just evidence of other people's rich, baffling and complex inner lives
 207,680 notes
Everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details

Everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details

Being Alone, Animals, and Dogs: HOW TO SWEAR AROUND THE WORLD VAFFANCULO CASSE-TOI! YUMAGO! BY JASON SACHER ILLUSTRATIONS BY TOBY TRIUMPH Perha human being, there happily copulates with animals in her and mean-spirited picture uld truly be reserved for moments of extreme anger. take kindly to the mental images that the phrases e the most obvious globally sho We as a species do not t below conjure. As you can imagine, insulting animal of choice to p have fun throwing a few more culturally specific ani consider the bears in Bulgaria, and reindeer (of c dogs ar air with a mother, but certain cultures imals in there BULGARIAN Mayka ti duha na mechki v gorata Your performs o performs oral sex upon bears in the forest." DUTCH Zoon van een hoerige kameel! Son of a camel whore!" With this insult, it's unclear whether one is saying the mother in question was a camel that was also a prostitute or a prostitute wh serviced camels. FINNISH Äitisi nai poroja! Your mother copulates with reindeer!" AOTIAN Ma see mea mung! Your mother enjoys keeping intimate company with dogs!" HOW TO SWEAR AROUND THE WORLD THE MOTHERLOD Fuck off uzendayo うぜーんだよ。 Motherfucker. kisama 貴様。 Asshole teme てめぇー。 Leave me the fuck alone. shitsukėndayo しつけ-んだよ。 I hate you. daikirai 大嫌い。 Ded na What did you just say!?! nandatö なんだと !?! Get out of my way. doke どけ。 Go to hell. shine 死ね。 Eat shit. kusokurae くそくらえ。 Shut the fuck up. ussendayo うっせ-んだよ。 What the fuck? ahoka アホか?! You're worthless. tsukaenė yatsu dana つかえねーやつだな。 eacefu ng. Just ent. My uS with a de. novelty-gift-ideas: How to Swear Around the World
Being Alone, Animals, and Dogs: HOW TO
 SWEAR
 AROUND
 THE WORLD
 VAFFANCULO
 CASSE-TOI!
 YUMAGO!
 BY JASON SACHER
 ILLUSTRATIONS BY TOBY TRIUMPH

 Perha
 human being, there
 happily copulates with animals in her
 and mean-spirited picture
 uld truly be reserved for moments of extreme anger.
 take kindly to the mental images that the phrases
 e the most obvious globally
 sho
 We as a species do not t
 below conjure. As you can imagine,
 insulting animal of choice to p
 have fun throwing a few more culturally specific ani
 consider the bears in Bulgaria, and reindeer (of c
 dogs ar
 air with a mother, but certain cultures
 imals in there
 BULGARIAN
 Mayka ti duha na mechki v gorata
 Your performs o
 performs oral sex upon bears in the forest."
 DUTCH
 Zoon van een hoerige kameel!
 Son of a camel whore!"
 With this insult, it's unclear whether one is saying the mother in
 question was a camel that was also a prostitute or a prostitute wh
 serviced camels.
 FINNISH
 Äitisi nai poroja!
 Your mother copulates with reindeer!"
 AOTIAN
 Ma see mea mung!
 Your mother enjoys keeping intimate company with dogs!"
 HOW TO SWEAR AROUND THE WORLD
 THE MOTHERLOD

 Fuck off
 uzendayo
 うぜーんだよ。
 Motherfucker.
 kisama
 貴様。
 Asshole
 teme
 てめぇー。
 Leave me the fuck alone.
 shitsukėndayo
 しつけ-んだよ。
 I hate you.
 daikirai
 大嫌い。
 Ded
 na
 What did you just say!?!
 nandatö
 なんだと
 !?!
 Get out of my way.
 doke
 どけ。
 Go to hell.
 shine
 死ね。
 Eat shit.
 kusokurae
 くそくらえ。
 Shut the fuck up.
 ussendayo
 うっせ-んだよ。
 What the fuck?
 ahoka
 アホか?!
 You're worthless.
 tsukaenė yatsu dana
 つかえねーやつだな。
 eacefu
 ng.
 Just
 ent.
 My
 uS
 with a
 de.
novelty-gift-ideas:

How to Swear Around the World

novelty-gift-ideas: How to Swear Around the World

Dank, Head, and Memes: YOUARE SOİDUMB My brain @ me when I realize that my date probably wanted to be intimate but it flew completely over my head by sapphorainbow MORE MEMES
Dank, Head, and Memes: YOUARE SOİDUMB
My brain @ me when I realize that my date probably wanted to be intimate but it flew completely over my head by sapphorainbow
MORE MEMES

My brain @ me when I realize that my date probably wanted to be intimate but it flew completely over my head by sapphorainbow MORE MEMES

Beautiful, Blessed, and Bones: deadcatwithaflamethrower: hebic: kyraneko: balencia: kitrazzle: pissedoffweasley: wizardingheadcanon: kyraneko: elidyce: thatgirlonstage: fuckyeahdeathlyhallows: sirlestrange: #that is a human as a rat as a cup That was a long 12 years for Wormtail. Can you imagine how differently their lives would’ve gone if Ron, in trying to transfigure Scabbers, had actually transfigured him back into a human?Just take a moment to imagine McGonagall’s reaction if Peter Pettigrew had abruptly appeared in her classroom from Ronald Weasley’s rat.Take a moment. Or if Ron had fucked it up a little worse and couldn’t get ‘Scabbers’ back and McGonagall had take him to disenchant him and next thing we know there’s a naked Peter Pettigrew sitting on McGonagall’s desk and the kids in that class learn six new swear words, a hex they will never dare to use, and a fear of Minerva McGonagall’s wrath that will be with them until the day they die. Ten and twenty years later first years are being pulled aside and warned never mess around in Transfiguration seriously the last time a kid mucked something up in that class Professor McGonagall used two semi-legal hexes, took down a Death Eater and sabotaged the rise of the Dark Lord before Potter had time to get his wand out. What most of Hogwarts learned first on that otherwise-unexceptionable day was that Professor McGonagall could sure scream loud. Professor Flitwick’s Charms 5th-year Charms class was close enough to catch the full effect, and the door had been left open besides; en masse the students recoiled with shock and a miscast Hiccuping Charm broke one of the windows (out which the entire flock of ravens they were practicing on escaped to the Forbidden Forest where they only had to worry about centaurs, rather than annoying young humans with wands). Up in the Divination Tower, Sibyl Trelawny preened over her foresight to have warned her students of an unprecedented catastrophe likely to occur before the hour was out. Out in Greenhouse Five, a NEWT-level Herbology class looked up in puzzlement, and most of them were subsequently bitten by the Venomous Tentaculae they were attempting to propagate. It does not do to ignore a Venomous Tentacula when you’re prodding at its intimate parts with a cotton ball held in tweezers, so the class was cancelled while two-thirds of the students headed for the infirmary and the rest of them headed into the castle because if they stayed with the Venomous Tentaculae they’d be outnumbered, and nobody wants that. And down in the dungeons, Professor Snape turned away from comparing Lee Jordan’s Pepper-Up Potion to spoiled cream at what sounded like a woman screaming from the entrance hall. At the second scream, he ordered the class to remain where they were and behave, sweeping out of the room just in time to miss Theodore Nott suddenly jumping up and yelping as if someone had put a crocodile heart down the back of his robes. Fred Weasley stepped back from the unfortunate Slytherin, shared a smirk with his twin, and stuck his head out the door to make sure Snape had rounded the corner before leading the way out of the classroom. - Back in the Transfiguration classroom, about four minutes ago, it had started innocently enough. Ron Weasley, possessed of a broken wand and a lurking suspicion that most of the family’s magical talent had been soaked up by his siblings before he was around to get any, had attempted to turn his pet rat, Scabbers, into a teacup. Scabbers had not become a teacup. Scabbers, blast his useless furry little backside, had become a furry, vaguely teacup-shaped monstrosity out of which absolutely no one would have been tempted to drink, and to make matters worse, he still had a tail. It was moving. Harry was hiding a smile behind his hand. Dean and Seamus weren’t even trying to hide, elbowing each other and laughing. Parvati and Lavender were looking with disgust and horror at either Scabbers or him, and Hermione was opening her mouth, no doubt ready to tell him exactly what he’d done wrong. Which only made it worse that he really thought he’d done everything right this time. He snatched Scabbers off the desk (eww, the base of the cup had the same texture as rat feet) and turned away from Hermione. He made the wand movement again, picturing in his mind the way McGonagall had demonstrated it. “Erreverto.” “Erreverto. Erreverto. Erreverto.” It didn’t work. It didn’t work when Professor McGonagall stopped by and gave Hermione two points for Gryffindor for getting the spell perfect in both directions. It didn’t work when Harry made his successful transfiguration (Ron looked; the pattern was a little bit furry but it was definitely a teacup). Ron’s lips formed the shape of a word that would’ve made his mother box his ears had she heard it and attempted the reverse transfiguration, which didn’t work either. Finally, faced not only with the indignity of failure but the threat of Scabbers being stuck like that, he’d gone up to Professor McGonagall’s desk. “Um, Professor?” Professor McGonagall looked up from the paper she was grading and looked from him to the squirming teacup. “Problems, Mr. Weasley?” “Um, yeah, Professor. I can’t get it to work in either direction and it’s not fair to Scabbers to make him stay as a teacup just because I can’t do a spell right and can you maybe … ?” “I suppose so, Mr. Weasley,” she said, and waved her wand in the exact manner Ron had been doing all along. Nothing happened. Professor McGonagall looked very, very puzzled. “Now that’s odd,” she said softly. As one, the other students rose from their seats and quietly moved closer. She did not attempt the transfiguration in the other direction. Instead, she made a complex motion with her wand and murmured an incantation that possibly only Hermione recognized. The teacup squeaked. Professor McGonagall looked more puzzled than ever, and made a sweeping wand movement that ended with a sharp jab and uttered, “Arcanum finite!” And there was a loud bang, and there was a pale, pudgy, and very naked man sprawled out on her desk, and she jumped back hard enough to knock her chair into the wall and screamed. - Having taught a particularly rigorous course of magical study to children and teens for quite some time now, Minerva McGonagall had become accustomed to certain things. Students who didn’t listen. Students who did rude things to the mice when they thought she wasn’t looking. Students who accidentally turned a frog or a raven into a flock of starlings or a school of strange slimy South American fish (and tried to solve the immediate problem by filling the classroom with two feet of water, neglecting to consider the gap under the door). Students who tried to transfigure their noses into a more appealing shape and wound up in the hospital wing regrowing their nostrils. Naked men on her desk was something Minerva McGonagall had never had an occasion to get used to. What made it worse was that she recognized this one, and he’d been dead for more than a decade. Inferius! was her first thought, followed shortly thereafter by Animagus, which collided with Peter Pettigrew! and produced the utterly horrifying thought of what if all four of them were Animagi? which didn’t bear thinking about at all, so her brain jumped to if he wasn’t killed by a Dark Wizard then why didn’t he say so? and realized there was only one possible explanation why, and about that time her eyes registered that parts of Peter Pettigrew she really doesn’t want to know about were flopping about in front of her face, and she was screaming as she jumped back. The flow of invective which followed somehow failed to surprise her one bit. Some part of her registered, peripherally, the shocked faces of her students, but most of her attention was directed at Peter Pettigrew, who at very least faked his own death and at worst framed Sirius Black and if Black didn’t betray the Potters then who … did. And the words poured out of her, filthy English and filthier Latin while Pettigrew squirmed on the table, his face rage and guilt and fear and something shifty and contemptible, and he turned to look at the stunned students and lunged for Ron Weasley’s wand. - Severus Snape had reached the Entrance Hall by the time the scream died away and the invective replaced it. He almost smirked, amid the alarm; of all the things he’d never expected to hear from Minerva McGonagall … he took the stairs two at a time, still not noticing the students who followed. He did notice the Herbology class, which had stopped on the way to the Infirmary and were staring transfixed in the direction of the Transfiguration classroom, but pushed his way through them, getting Venomous Tentacula pollen all over his robes in the process. From the other end of the corridor came Professor Flitwick’s Charms class, with Professor Flitwick bringing up the rear and pushing his way between students. - Ron looked stunned as the man who’d been his pet rat snatched the wand from his hand; Professor McGonagal’s expression shifted to one beyond fury and when the entire class recoiled, it wasn’t from the naked man with the wand. “Laedo!“ Minerva McGonagall roared. - Ron Weasley’s wand cast a Splintering Curse many years beyond its rightful owner’s abilities, and it did Peter Pettigrew the poor favor of eliminating the door, which might have slowed him down a bit. - Severus Snape flailed and skidded to a halt as the Transfiguration classroom’s door shattered. He stepped back just in time, and stared, jaw dropped in shock, as a naked man he recognized from his school days flew past him and bellyflopped against the wall, bounced, and collapsed to the ground just in time to avoid the “Exitium!” which followed and vaporized an impresive chunk of the castle’s stone wall. Fred and George and Lee Jordan, determined to stay at the front of the crowd, had been pushed almost against Professor Snape by their fellow Potions classmates and some pollen-coated Hufflepuffs. Fred squirmed aside hastily as Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway, the look on her face so utterly livid that Professors Snape and Flitwick both reflexively stepped back. Snape tripped over George’s foot and fell against a knot of Hufflepuffs, releasing another cloud of pollen and knocking them backwards. Pettigrew saw his opportunity and took it, scrambling to his feet, stumbling sideways, and launching himself towards the gap. And Minerva McGonagall made a thrust with her wand and said, “Perdo.” In the very loud silence which followed, Filius Flitwick squeaked, “The Splinching Charm, Minerva?” She might’ve looked embarrassed for a moment, and then she smiled as she looked down at Pettigrew, who lay on his belly, his arms and legs lying akimbo some distance away. “Unorthodox,” she said, “but useful in a pinch. If someone would inform the Headmaster, and send an owl to the Ministry—-not Fudge, not Crouch, someone competent—-Shacklebolt, perhaps. Students, return to your classrooms, please. Mr. Weasley, I’m very sorry, but I do believe it’s impossible to return you your rat. However, the zero I was going to have to give you for the day’s work is entirely undeserved, as you were not transfiguring a normal rat. You may make the lesson up any time this week.” - The story was, of course, much embellished by the time it reached all the students. Versions of it had the intruder peppering Snape with a Glitter Hex or transfiguring Ron’s rat into a pair of boxers, and people had to be disabused of the notion that it had been Voldemort who’d been hiding as a rat all this time. Snape gave both Weasley twins detention for tripping him, and took forty-seven points total from Gryffindor over the next few weeks for various pretend-subtle pollen references. Kingsley Shacklebolt showed up with a team of Aurors in time to meet Professor Dumbledore; the Wizengamot launched an investigation into the events surrounding the Potters’ murder; the results turned into a scandal which saw the release of Sirius Black and the forced resignation of both Director Bartemious Crouch and Minister Cornelius Fudge. Director of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Bones was confirmed as Minister of Magic shortly thereafte, and the Daily Prophet reported that Sirius Black (“Godfather to the Boy-Who-Lived!” “Framed, Abandoned, Condemned to Living Hell!” “Heart-Wrenching: His Release In Pictures, Page 17!”) was considering applying for a teaching position at Hogwarts, “but just for a year, I’ve been cursed enough for one lifetime.” (“The Prophet reminds its readers that the so-called “curse” on a certain Hogwarts teaching position is almost certainly a mere string of coincidences.”) And, Minerva thought with relish some months later, it was almost three weeks before anyone attempted messing around in her class. A personal record. I’ve probably reblogged this before but I’m going to do it again right now I think this is literally the best au this entire fandom has produced I’ve only seen this legendary bit of writing in memes and screenshots. I feel so blessed to see it in person. Beautiful, simply beautiful! Reblogging my own post because a) it’s my damn horn and I’ll blow it if I want to, and b) I just (finally!) cross-posted this to Archive Of Our Own, so if anybody wants to go read it over there, here it is. @deadcatwithaflamethrower My only complaint is that Theodore Nott and Fred Weasely wouldn’t be in the same Potions class. *is pedantic* *reblogging because now you can bookmark it on AO3*
Beautiful, Blessed, and Bones: deadcatwithaflamethrower:

hebic:
kyraneko:

balencia:

kitrazzle:

pissedoffweasley:

wizardingheadcanon:

kyraneko:

elidyce:

thatgirlonstage:

fuckyeahdeathlyhallows:

sirlestrange:

#that is a human as a rat as a cup

That was a long 12 years for Wormtail.

Can you imagine how differently their lives would’ve gone if Ron, in trying to transfigure Scabbers, had actually transfigured him back into a human?Just take a moment to imagine McGonagall’s reaction if Peter Pettigrew had abruptly appeared in her classroom from Ronald Weasley’s rat.Take a moment.

Or if Ron had fucked it up a little worse and couldn’t get ‘Scabbers’ back and McGonagall had take him to disenchant him and next thing we know there’s a naked Peter Pettigrew sitting on McGonagall’s desk and the kids in that class learn six new swear words, a hex they will never dare to use, and a fear of Minerva McGonagall’s wrath that will be with them until the day they die.
Ten and twenty years later first years are being pulled aside and warned never mess around in Transfiguration seriously the last time a kid mucked something up in that class Professor McGonagall used two semi-legal hexes, took down a Death Eater and sabotaged the rise of the Dark Lord before Potter had time to get his wand out.

What most of Hogwarts learned first on that otherwise-unexceptionable day was that Professor McGonagall could sure scream loud.
Professor Flitwick’s Charms 5th-year Charms class was close enough to catch the full effect, and the door had been left open besides; en masse the students recoiled with shock and a miscast Hiccuping Charm broke one of the windows (out which the entire flock of ravens they were practicing on escaped to the Forbidden Forest where they only had to worry about centaurs, rather than annoying young humans with wands).
Up in the Divination Tower, Sibyl Trelawny preened over her foresight to have warned her students of an unprecedented catastrophe likely to occur before the hour was out.
Out in Greenhouse Five, a NEWT-level Herbology class looked up in puzzlement, and most of them were subsequently bitten by the Venomous Tentaculae they were attempting to propagate. It does not do to ignore a Venomous Tentacula when you’re prodding at its intimate parts with a cotton ball held in tweezers, so the class was cancelled while two-thirds of the students headed for the infirmary and the rest of them headed into the castle because if they stayed with the Venomous Tentaculae they’d be outnumbered, and nobody wants that.
And down in the dungeons, Professor Snape turned away from comparing Lee Jordan’s Pepper-Up Potion to spoiled cream at what sounded like a woman screaming from the entrance hall. At the second scream, he ordered the class to remain where they were and behave, sweeping out of the room just in time to miss Theodore Nott suddenly jumping up and yelping as if someone had put a crocodile heart down the back of his robes.
Fred Weasley stepped back from the unfortunate Slytherin, shared a smirk with his twin, and stuck his head out the door to make sure Snape had rounded the corner before leading the way out of the classroom.
-
Back in the Transfiguration classroom, about four minutes ago, it had started innocently enough. Ron Weasley, possessed of a broken wand and a lurking suspicion that most of the family’s magical talent had been soaked up by his siblings before he was around to get any, had attempted to turn his pet rat, Scabbers, into a teacup.
Scabbers had not become a teacup.
Scabbers, blast his useless furry little backside, had become a furry, vaguely teacup-shaped monstrosity out of which absolutely no one would have been tempted to drink, and to make matters worse, he still had a tail.
It was moving.
Harry was hiding a smile behind his hand. Dean and Seamus weren’t even trying to hide, elbowing each other and laughing. Parvati and Lavender were looking with disgust and horror at either Scabbers or him, and Hermione was opening her mouth, no doubt ready to tell him exactly what he’d done wrong.
Which only made it worse that he really thought he’d done everything right this time.
He snatched Scabbers off the desk (eww, the base of the cup had the same texture as rat feet) and turned away from Hermione. He made the wand movement again, picturing in his mind the way McGonagall had demonstrated it. “Erreverto.”
“Erreverto. Erreverto. Erreverto.”
It didn’t work. It didn’t work when Professor McGonagall stopped by and gave Hermione two points for Gryffindor for getting the spell perfect in both directions. It didn’t work when Harry made his successful transfiguration (Ron looked; the pattern was a little bit furry but it was definitely a teacup). Ron’s lips formed the shape of a word that would’ve made his mother box his ears had she heard it and attempted the reverse transfiguration, which didn’t work either.
Finally, faced not only with the indignity of failure but the threat of Scabbers being stuck like that, he’d gone up to Professor McGonagall’s desk.
“Um, Professor?”
Professor McGonagall looked up from the paper she was grading and looked from him to the squirming teacup. “Problems, Mr. Weasley?”
“Um, yeah, Professor. I can’t get it to work in either direction and it’s not fair to Scabbers to make him stay as a teacup just because I can’t do a spell right and can you maybe … ?”
“I suppose so, Mr. Weasley,” she said, and waved her wand in the exact manner Ron had been doing all along.
Nothing happened.
Professor McGonagall looked very, very puzzled.
“Now that’s odd,” she said softly.
As one, the other students rose from their seats and quietly moved closer.
She did not attempt the transfiguration in the other direction. Instead, she made a complex motion with her wand and murmured an incantation that possibly only Hermione recognized. The teacup squeaked. Professor McGonagall looked more puzzled than ever, and made a sweeping wand movement that ended with a sharp jab and uttered, “Arcanum finite!”
And there was a loud bang, and there was a pale, pudgy, and very naked man sprawled out on her desk, and she jumped back hard enough to knock her chair into the wall and screamed.
-
Having taught a particularly rigorous course of magical study to children and teens for quite some time now, Minerva McGonagall had become accustomed to certain things. Students who didn’t listen. Students who did rude things to the mice when they thought she wasn’t looking. Students who accidentally turned a frog or a raven into a flock of starlings or a school of strange slimy South American fish (and tried to solve the immediate problem by filling the classroom with two feet of water, neglecting to consider the gap under the door). Students who tried to transfigure their noses into a more appealing shape and wound up in the hospital wing regrowing their nostrils.
Naked men on her desk was something Minerva McGonagall had never had an occasion to get used to. What made it worse was that she recognized this one, and he’d been dead for more than a decade.
Inferius! was her first thought, followed shortly thereafter by Animagus, which collided with Peter Pettigrew! and produced the utterly horrifying thought of what if all four of them were Animagi? which didn’t bear thinking about at all, so her brain jumped to if he wasn’t killed by a Dark Wizard then why didn’t he say so? and realized there was only one possible explanation why, and about that time her eyes registered that parts of Peter Pettigrew she really doesn’t want to know about were flopping about in front of her face, and she was screaming as she jumped back.
The flow of invective which followed somehow failed to surprise her one bit. Some part of her registered, peripherally, the shocked faces of her students, but most of her attention was directed at Peter Pettigrew, who at very least faked his own death and at worst framed Sirius Black and if Black didn’t betray the Potters then who … did. And the words poured out of her, filthy English and filthier Latin while Pettigrew squirmed on the table, his face rage and guilt and fear and something shifty and contemptible, and he turned to look at the stunned students and lunged for Ron Weasley’s wand.
-
Severus Snape had reached the Entrance Hall by the time the scream died away and the invective replaced it. He almost smirked, amid the alarm; of all the things he’d never expected to hear from Minerva McGonagall … he took the stairs two at a time, still not noticing the students who followed.
He did notice the Herbology class, which had stopped on the way to the Infirmary and were staring transfixed in the direction of the Transfiguration classroom, but pushed his way through them, getting Venomous Tentacula pollen all over his robes in the process.
From the other end of the corridor came Professor Flitwick’s Charms class, with Professor Flitwick bringing up the rear and pushing his way between students.
-
Ron looked stunned as the man who’d been his pet rat snatched the wand from his hand; Professor McGonagal’s expression shifted to one beyond fury and when the entire class recoiled, it wasn’t from the naked man with the wand.
“Laedo!“ Minerva McGonagall roared.
-
Ron Weasley’s wand cast a Splintering Curse many years beyond its rightful owner’s abilities, and it did Peter Pettigrew the poor favor of eliminating the door, which might have slowed him down a bit.
-
Severus Snape flailed and skidded to a halt as the Transfiguration classroom’s door shattered. He stepped back just in time, and stared, jaw dropped in shock, as a naked man he recognized from his school days flew past him and bellyflopped against the wall, bounced, and collapsed to the ground just in time to avoid the “Exitium!” which followed and vaporized an impresive chunk of the castle’s stone wall.
Fred and George and Lee Jordan, determined to stay at the front of the crowd, had been pushed almost against Professor Snape by their fellow Potions classmates and some pollen-coated Hufflepuffs. Fred squirmed aside hastily as Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway, the look on her face so utterly livid that Professors Snape and Flitwick both reflexively stepped back.
Snape tripped over George’s foot and fell against a knot of Hufflepuffs, releasing another cloud of pollen and knocking them backwards. Pettigrew saw his opportunity and took it, scrambling to his feet, stumbling sideways, and launching himself towards the gap.
And Minerva McGonagall made a thrust with her wand and said, “Perdo.”
In the very loud silence which followed, Filius Flitwick squeaked, “The Splinching Charm, Minerva?”
She might’ve looked embarrassed for a moment, and then she smiled as she looked down at Pettigrew, who lay on his belly, his arms and legs lying akimbo some distance away.
“Unorthodox,” she said, “but useful in a pinch. If someone would inform the Headmaster, and send an owl to the Ministry—-not Fudge, not Crouch, someone competent—-Shacklebolt, perhaps. Students, return to your classrooms, please. Mr. Weasley, I’m very sorry, but I do believe it’s impossible to return you your rat. However, the zero I was going to have to give you for the day’s work is entirely undeserved, as you were not transfiguring a normal rat. You may make the lesson up any time this week.”
-
The story was, of course, much embellished by the time it reached all the students. Versions of it had the intruder peppering Snape with a Glitter Hex or transfiguring Ron’s rat into a pair of boxers, and people had to be disabused of the notion that it had been Voldemort who’d been hiding as a rat all this time.
Snape gave both Weasley twins detention for tripping him, and took forty-seven points total from Gryffindor over the next few weeks for various pretend-subtle pollen references.
Kingsley Shacklebolt showed up with a team of Aurors in time to meet Professor Dumbledore; the Wizengamot launched an investigation into the events surrounding the Potters’ murder; the results turned into a scandal which saw the release of Sirius Black and the forced resignation of both Director Bartemious Crouch and Minister Cornelius Fudge. Director of Magical Law Enforcement Amelia Bones was confirmed as Minister of Magic shortly thereafte, and the Daily Prophet reported that Sirius Black (“Godfather to the Boy-Who-Lived!” “Framed, Abandoned, Condemned to Living Hell!” “Heart-Wrenching: His Release In Pictures, Page 17!”) was considering applying for a teaching position at Hogwarts, “but just for a year, I’ve been cursed enough for one lifetime.” (“The Prophet reminds its readers that the so-called “curse” on a certain Hogwarts teaching position is almost certainly a mere string of coincidences.”)
And, Minerva thought with relish some months later, it was almost three weeks before anyone attempted messing around in her class.
A personal record.

I’ve probably reblogged this before but I’m going to do it again right now

I think this is literally the best au this entire fandom has produced

I’ve only seen this legendary bit of writing in memes and screenshots. I feel so blessed to see it in person.

Beautiful, simply beautiful!

Reblogging my own post because a) it’s my damn horn and I’ll blow it if I want to, and b) I just (finally!) cross-posted this to Archive Of Our Own, so if anybody wants to go read it over there, here it is.


@deadcatwithaflamethrower 
My only complaint is that Theodore Nott and Fred Weasely wouldn’t be in the same Potions class. *is pedantic*

*reblogging because now you can bookmark it on AO3*

deadcatwithaflamethrower: hebic: kyraneko: balencia: kitrazzle: pissedoffweasley: wizardingheadcanon: kyraneko: elidyce: thatgirlons...

Bad, Books, and Children: When people say these books are children's books, as if to demean them, I balk. These books dealt with themes that adults do not fully understand or wish to. It dealt with racism, classism, sexism, homophobia, prejudice, and general ignorance. These books taught us that it doesn't matter how you were raised, but at you get to choose to be kind, loyal, brave, and true. They taught us to be strong u nder the pressures of this world and to hold fast to what we know to be right. These books taught me so much, they changed me as a person. So just ause they're set against a fantastical backdrop with young protagonists does not mean that their value is any less real This First book Starts with the double murder of a pair of twenty-one year olds who e much missed and leaving their baby son a war orphan abusive conditions that would give Cinderella the horrors. Dealing with peers and teachers who are bulies. The fickleness of fame (from the darling of Gryffindor to the outcast.) The idea that there are things worth fighting and dying for, spoken by the child protagonist. Three children promptly acting on that willingness to sacrifice their lives, and two of them getting injured doing so Second book. The equivalent of racism with the pro-pureblood attitude by an eleven year old girl being groomed and then used by a charming, handsome older male. The imbalance of power and resultant abuse inherent in slavery. Fraud perpetuated by stealing something very intimate. Plot driven hird book: The equivalent of ableism with a decent, kind and competant adult being considered less than human because he has an illness that adversely affects his behaviour at certain times. A justice system that is the opposite of just. Promises of removing an abused child from the abusive environment can't always be kept. The innocent suffer while the guilty thrive. Fouth book: More fickleness of fame. The privileged mistreating and undermining the underprivileged because they can. A master punishing a slave for his own misjudgment, and the slave blaming herself. A sports tournament which involves mortal risk being cheered by spectators. A wonderful young man being murdered y because he was in the way. A young boy being tortured, humilated and nearly murdered. Fifth book: PTSD in the teenage protagonist. Severe depression in the protagonist's godfather, triggered by inherited mental health issues and being forced to stay in a house where abuse occured. A bigoted tyrant who lives to crush everyone under her heel, torturing a teenager for telling the truth in the name of the government (and trying to suck his soul out too). The discovery that your idols can feet of clay after all. An effort to save the life of someone dear and precious actually costing that very same life. The loss of a father-figure and the resultant guilt Sixth book: The idea that a soul can be broken beyond repair. Drugs with the potential for date rape are shown as having achieved exactly that in at least one case, resulting in a pregnancy. Well-meaning chauvinism trying to control the lo life of a young woman. Internalised prejuidce resulting in refusing the one you love out of lack of love but out of fear of tainting them. The mortality of those that seem powerful and larger than life Seventh book Bad situations can get worse, to the point where even the end up suffering and afraid. More internalised prejudice and feaf hysterical terror of ting those you love. Self-sacrifice and the loss of loved ones, EVERYWHE se who are bitter are often so with a reason. The necessity of defeating yo inner demons, even though it's never as cool as it sounds. Don't underestimate those that are enslaved. Other people's culture isn't always like your own. Things often come full circle (war ending with the death of a dearly-loved pair of new parents and their orphaned baby son living with his dead mother's blood relative instead of his young godfather). Even if all is well' the world is still imperfect, because it's full of us brilliant imperfect humans. So.. still think that Harry Potter is a kid's series with no depth? fuck it's three am. and I'm having feelings about Harry Potter you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com srsfunny: The Harry Potter Series And Its True Meaning
Bad, Books, and Children: When people say these books are children's books, as if to demean them, I balk.
 These books dealt with themes that adults do not fully understand or wish to. It
 dealt with racism, classism, sexism, homophobia, prejudice, and general
 ignorance. These books taught us that it doesn't matter how you were raised, but
 at you get to choose to be kind, loyal, brave, and true. They taught us to be
 strong u
 nder the pressures of this world and to hold fast to what we know to be
 right. These books taught me so much, they changed me as a person. So just
 ause they're set against a fantastical backdrop with young protagonists does
 not mean that their value is any less real
 This
 First book Starts with the double murder of a pair of twenty-one year olds who
 e much missed and leaving their baby son a war orphan
 abusive conditions that would give Cinderella the horrors. Dealing with peers and
 teachers who are bulies. The fickleness of fame (from the darling of Gryffindor to
 the outcast.) The idea that there are things worth fighting and dying for, spoken by
 the child protagonist. Three children promptly acting on that willingness to sacrifice
 their lives, and two of them getting injured doing so
 Second book. The equivalent of racism with the pro-pureblood attitude
 by an eleven year old girl being groomed and then used by a charming, handsome
 older male. The imbalance of power and resultant abuse inherent in slavery. Fraud
 perpetuated by stealing something very intimate.
 Plot driven
 hird book: The equivalent of ableism with a decent, kind and competant adult
 being considered less than human because he has an illness that adversely
 affects his behaviour at certain times. A justice system that is the opposite of just.
 Promises of removing an abused child from the abusive environment can't always
 be kept. The innocent suffer while the guilty thrive.
 Fouth book: More fickleness of fame. The privileged mistreating and undermining
 the underprivileged because they can. A master punishing a slave for his own
 misjudgment, and the slave blaming herself. A sports tournament which involves
 mortal risk being cheered by spectators. A wonderful young man being murdered
 y because he was in the way. A young boy being tortured, humilated and
 nearly murdered.
 Fifth book: PTSD in the teenage protagonist. Severe depression in the
 protagonist's godfather, triggered by inherited mental health issues and being
 forced to stay in a house where abuse occured. A bigoted tyrant who lives to crush
 everyone under her heel, torturing a teenager for telling the truth in the name of the
 government (and trying to suck his soul out too). The discovery that your idols can
 feet of clay after all. An effort to save the life of someone dear and precious
 actually costing that very same life. The loss of a father-figure and the resultant
 guilt
 Sixth book: The idea that a soul can be broken beyond repair. Drugs with the
 potential for date rape are shown as having achieved exactly that in at least one
 case, resulting in a pregnancy. Well-meaning chauvinism trying to control the lo
 life of a young woman. Internalised prejuidce resulting in refusing the one you love
 out of lack of love but out of fear of tainting them. The mortality of those that
 seem powerful and larger than life
 Seventh book Bad situations can get worse, to the point where even the
 end up suffering and afraid. More internalised prejudice and feaf hysterical terror of
 ting those you love. Self-sacrifice and the loss of loved ones, EVERYWHE
 se who are bitter are often so with a reason. The necessity of defeating yo
 inner demons, even though it's never as cool as it sounds. Don't underestimate
 those that are enslaved. Other people's culture isn't always like your own. Things
 often come full circle (war ending with the death of a dearly-loved pair of new
 parents and their orphaned baby son living with his dead mother's blood relative
 instead of his young godfather). Even if all is well' the world is still imperfect,
 because it's full of us brilliant imperfect humans.
 So.. still think that Harry Potter is a kid's series with no depth?
 fuck it's three am. and I'm having feelings about Harry Potter
 you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com
srsfunny:

The Harry Potter Series And Its True Meaning

srsfunny: The Harry Potter Series And Its True Meaning