bixgirl1:

derinthemadscientist:

hogwartsaheadcanon:

ladiefury:

sarazellman:

lestatthecupcakeprince:

tinylilemrys:

Headcanon that an outraged 6-year-old Charlie Weasley writes to an elderly Newt Scamander wanting to know why Gringotts keeps a dragon locked up underground and begging him to fix it. Newt writes back saying that sadly he’s been fighting that fight for years and no one ever wants to listen to him because the powerful families whose money is being kept safe by the dragon always shut him down, and that Charlie is the first person he’s heard of who’s as angry as he is about it. Charlie decides that day to dedicate his life to finding out everything he can about dragons so that one day he can free the poor Gringotts dragon. After the war, when they hear that Harry, Ron and Hermione freed the dragon, they celebrate and immediately begin petitioning to have it made illegal to imprison dragons so that nothing like that ever happens again. It’s only when Hermione becomes Minister that it’s finally signed into law.

This is the best Harry Potter headcanon I’ve ever seen

yes yes yes

Just imagine how that conversation would go though, like Charlie’s been learning about dragons his whole life, studying them, learning about the laws surrounding them, practising the jailbreak of dragons by smuggling one out of Hogwarts, preparing for the moment when, one day, he can free the Ukrainian Ironbelly from Gringotts.

And Ron’s like “Oh, yeah, don’t worry about it—we broke into Gringotts and used him as our get-away vehicle. He’s just chilling in the wilds somewhere now so, yeah. Job done.”

I want an AU where Ron, completely convinced that he’s overshadowed by all his brothers and will never be as remarkable or as well-recognised as any of them, just accidentally achieves all of their major life goals without noticing. They’re all super jealous and think of him as The Golden Brother and he’s completely clueless. 

When Ron is
twenty-six, Ginny and Luna decide to have a joint hen party. He’d rather
thought the whole point of one was having a last night away from your
soon-to-be-spouse, but Ginny has never done anything according to expectation,
and Luna… well. But with the kids spending the night at his mum’s, Harry
occupied with the Ferret and George taking care of the shop, he finds himself,
somehow, having a drink with Bill. 

He doesn’t get to
spend much time with Bill, though Merlin knows he’s always wanted to—he and
Charlie both seemed like Godric Gryffindor, himself, when Ron was little. They had
that flair of drama to them that Ron has always lacked, that dazzling sort of
glamour he’s always wished he could emulate. Charlie with his dragons and Bill
with his curse-breaking (to say nothing of Fleur, later on). But Ron’s always
just been Ron, so he finds himself flattered and pleased when he and Bill end
up at a pub together.

One drink turns
into several; before Ron knows it, they’re more than half-pissed, and unless
Hermione’s decided to actually let her hair down—she always claims she’s going to, but is usually
back from these sorts of things by half-one, his responsible girl—he’s going to
be getting a Patronus soon. He says as much to Bill, and Bill nods with a small
uptilt of his lips, then orders them a last round. He fiddles with his glass
for a few minutes, once it’s been delivered. Ron looks at him, alerted by
something he can’t put his finger on.

“We’re not supposed
to ask Harry about the Horcrux thing,” Bill finally says, rubbing his chin with
a forefinger.

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antipurity:

yourshipisfine:

violent-darts:

handypolymath:

mominmudville:

soyeahso:

There are a couple of things about current shipping culture that confuse me.  

1. The focus on whether or not a pairing will become canon as a reason people should ship something or not.  Do you not understand what the “transformative” part of “transformative works” means?”

2. This idea that saying “I ship that” means “I think that, as presented in canon,this is a perfect, healthy relationship that everyone should model their relationship after.” 

Sometimes shipping something does mean that.  Sometimes shipping something means “Person A is a trash bag who doesn’t deserve person B but I would love to explore how Person A might grow to deserve Person B.” Sometimes it means “I want these characters to live together forever in a conflict free domestic AU.”  Sometimes it means “I want Person A to forever pine after Person B.  Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.”  And sometimes it just means you like their faces and want to see Person A and Person B bone in various configurations and universes. 

Listen to your parents, kids.

This really should be one of a handful of Public Service Announcements randomly and chronically inserted into one’s dash.

Hell man sometimes it means “these two are TERRIBLE and I want to watch them burn like a catastrophic forest fire as a proxy for all the shit I don’t actually want in real life (like to light my own apartment on fire and scream) and then laugh at the destruction at the end.” 

There are several canons where I really wouldn’t want my pairings to become canon, if only because of shitty writing. NO BEST LEAVE IT TO ME WHERE THEY ARE HAPPY.

Yeah, pretty much.

I almost solely use shipping as a way to be like, “look at all this awful stuff I would literally never want out of a real-life relationship. Isn’t this cathartic?”