HP Meme | Four Otps [3/4]
↳ Ron & Luna
'Nice commentary last match!' said Ron to Luna, as she took back the green onion, the toadstool and the cat litter. Luna smiled vaguely.
'You're making fun of me, aren't you?' she said. 'Everyone says I was dreadful.'
'No, I'm serious!' said Ron earnestly. 'I can't remember enjoying commentary more! What is this, by the way?' he added, holding the onionlike object up to eye-level.
'Oh, it's a Gurdyroot,' she said, stuffing the cat litter and the toadstool back into her bag. 'You can keep it if you like, I've got a few of them. They're really excellent for warding off Gulping Plimpies.'
And she walked away, leaving Ron chortling, still clutching the Gurdyroot.
'You know, she's grown on me, Luna,' he said, as they set off again for the Great Hall. 'I know she's insane, but it's in a good way.'
HP Meme | Four Otps [2/4]
↳ Bill & Fleur
Harry felt Ginny move beside him and looked at her. Her slightly narrowed eyes were fixed upon Fleur, who was gazing down at Bill with a frozen expression on her face.
'Dumbledore gone,' whispered Mr Weasley, but Mrs Weasley had eyes only for her eldest son; she began to sob, tears falling on to Bill's mutilated face.
'Of course, it doesn't matter how he looks…it's not r-really important…but he was a very handsome little b-boy…always very handsome…and he was g-going to be married!'
And what do you mean by zat?’ said Fleur suddenly and loudly. ‘What do you mean, ‘e was going to be married?’
Mrs Weasley raised her tear-stained face, looking started.
'Well - only that -'
'You theenk Bill will not wish to marry me any more?' demanded Fleur. 'You theenk, because of these bites, he will not love me?'
'No, that's not what I-'
'Because 'e will!' said Fleur, drawing herself up to her full height and throwing back her long mane of silver hair. 'It would take more zan a werewolf to stop Bill loving me!'
'Well, yes, I'm sure,' said Mrs Weasley, 'but I thought perhaps - given how - he he-'
'You though I would not weesh to marry him? Or per'aps, you 'oped?' said Fleur, her nostrils flaring. 'What do I care how 'e looks? I am good looking enough for the both of us, I theenk! All these scars show zat my husband is brave! And I shall do zat!' she added fiercely, pushing Mrs Weasley aside and snatching the ointment from her.
HP Meme | Four Otps [1/4]
↳ Harry & Hermione
The Death Eater Hermione had just struck dumb made a sudden slashing movement with his wand; a streak of what looked like purple flame passed right across Hermione’s chest. She gave a tiny ‘Oh!’ as though of surprise and crumpled on to the floor, where she lay motionless.
Harry fell to his knees beside her as Neville crawled rapidly towards her from under the desk, his wand held up in front of him… A whine of panic inside his head was preventing him thinking properly: he had one hand on Hermione’s shoulder, which was still warm, yet did not dare look at her properly. Don’t let her be dead, don’t let her be dead, it’s my fault if she’s dead…
'Hermione,' Harry said at once, shaking her as the baby headed Death Eater blundered out of sight again. 'Hermione, wake up…'
'Whaddid he do to her?' said Neville, crawling out from under the desk to kneel at her other side, blood streaming from his rapidly swelling nose.
Neville groped for Hermione’s wrist.
'Dat's a pulse, Harry, I'b sure id is.'
Such a powerful wave of relief swept through Harry that for a moment he felt light-headed.
HP Meme | Three Quotes [3/3]
↳ “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.”
HP Meme | Three Quotes [2/3]
↳ "He’s just a boy."
HP Meme | Three Quotes [1/3]
↳ “Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic.”
HP Meme | Two Scenes [2/2]
↳ Kingsley’s Warning
At that moment, something large and silver came falling through the canopy over the dance floor. Graceful and gleaming, the lynx landed lightly in the middle of the astonished dancers. Heads turned, as those nearest it froze, absurdly, in mid-dance. The Patronus’ mouth opened wide and it spoke in the loud, deep, slow voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt.
'The ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.'
HP Meme | Two Scenes [1/2]
↳ Harry and Hermione at Godric’s Hollow
Hermione had taken his hand again and was gripping it tightly. He could not look at her, but returned the pressure, now taking deep, sharp gulps of air, trying to steady himself, trying to regain control. He should have brought something to give them, and he had not thought of it, and every plant in the graveyard was leafless and frozen. But Hermione raised her wand, moved it in a circle through the air and a wreath of Christmas roses bloomed before them. Harry caught it and laid it on his parents’ grave.
As soon as he stood up, he wanted to leave: he did not think he could stand another moment there. He put his arm around Hermione’s shoulders, and she put hers around his waist, and they turned in silence and walked away through the snow, past Dumbledore’s mother and sister, back towards the dark church and the out-of-sight kissing gate.