Just Remembered These Pictures Exist And Moaned

abbot's internal monologue: i wonder what the coolest pose is for me to stand in during this mass casualty briefing rn

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 '𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄'

. even though charlotte is a muggle-born witch, the sorting hat had considering placing the girl in slytherin and not gryffindor. charlotte had an ambition for everything she sought out for, along with her determination, no matter what task or problem was thrown at her, she has always been able to fight through it and find a soloution. but int he end it was her bravery, courage and unfortunately her recklessness that had her placed into the house of the lion. gryffindor she belonged in.

. growing up as a muggle, in a muggle town and muggle orphanage all there was to read and listen to was muggle produced pieces of art and literature. the book she still carried on her person to this day is her copy of 'The Princess Bride' she had re-read the book that many times that the binding was fragile and some of the pages were starting the crack at the seems. during her time at the orphanage in mermaid quay, it had been the only thing to bring her out of the reality of the hell she had been living in.

. during her fifth year she had asked remus lupin to adopt her. during her third year when remus was the dada professor the two had grown close, the professor being the only 'father' figure she had even known or had... she never got to properly meet her parents. remus had been aprehensive at first, but he did truly care about the girl like she was his own daughter. it had given him another sense of prupose. remus had to really think about it for a few weeks. and as her sixteenth birthday present had given her signed adoption papers.

. her first patronus was a thestral, the girl had found out what it was when she helped save sirius during their third year. her patronus was thestral partly because she had seen her parents be killed when she was an infant. that memory had been the only memory she had with her parents, it was neither good or bad. it had just been the only memory she could use that could help produce the patronus.

. since day one she has always been harry's biggest supporter, even with the stupid things he has done over the years. she stood by him when sirius black escaped from azkaban. she was the only person who believed him that he did not put his name in the goblet of fire, she had believed him that cedric had been killed by voldemort etc. she has been the only person to never leave him.

. she had hoped that harry would've asked her to the yule ball, she was more than disapointed when he did not. that had been the only time in the time that they had known one another that she had been avioding him delibretly. when fred had asked her to go, she had hoped it would make harry relaise that he wanted to go with her- so when he still did not ask she went with fred... their relationship developing into something more platonic.

. after the battle of the department of mysteries at the ministry of magic, charlotte never wore short sleevs around anyone again- not even in her own dormitory. during the battle at the minsitry herself and ron had been attacked by the brains in one of the many rooms, her shoulders, neck, chest and back had been scared deeply by the brains tentecles. even when herself and harry were daiting, it took her almost a year before she had allowed herself to be intimate with harry,

There are two types of girlies and I am BOTH.

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SHAWN HATOSY as CLAYTON EMERSON Rescue: HI-Surf | Flowback (1.18)

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harry james potter x fem!reader

summary: on the train ride back home for christmas break ron dares you to find out what harry likes about you

established relationship

warnings: it’s the awkward lavender train scene … so be prepared, unbreakable vow is mentioned, sad hermione :( year 6!

word count: 1.3k

a/n: this was the scene i came up with that made me decide i wanted to write for harry and turn it into this small interconnected series lmao. i love writing my oc’s into existing book/movie scenes, so pls lmk if you do so as well, and if you do; my requests are open<3

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you, ron and harry had settled into an empty compartment on the train back to london for christmas break. your legs were crossed by the ankles as your eyes glided over the words carefully written down in the book you’d been reading for a few days now — not that you were actually processing what they said though, since your friends’ conversation took care of being a constant distraction.

“unbreakable vow?” ron leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “you’re sure that’s what snape said?”

“positive. why?” harry leaned against the window, his eyes focused on the red haired across from him. the latter looked down in thought, “well, it’s just you can’t break an unbreakable vow.”

a soft sigh, barely noticeable, escaped your lips as you dog eared the page you were on. you were fairly sure you wouldn’t be able to pick up any information if the pair continued talking.

“i’d worked that much out for myself funnily enough.” harry spoke causing you to let out a light chuckle. the pair turned to you at the sound and ron’s brows were raised as if he was waiting for you to say something. your head gave a small shake, “nothing… please, continue.” you smiled as you looked at them; wanting to hear their thoughts.

ron slowly turned his head back to harry, “it’s just that…” the rest of the sentence never came, as ron looked deep in thought. you kept your eyes on him for a moment longer before resting them on harry, “unbreakable vows are incredibly dangerous.”

harry, who was sat beside you, sat up a bit straighter at your words, “are they?”

“yeah, mate.” ron breathed out, “you don’t understand…” but before he could continue the presence of someone outside the compartment caught his attention, “oh, bloody hell.”

you followed ron’s line of sight and when you saw lavender brown behind the glass door you immediately closed your book, incredibly curious what’s to happen. her exhaling on the glass, along with the movement of her finger drawing an outrageously big heart on the condensed part of the door, caused you to press your lips together — having to try your utmost best not to laugh.

“no!” you whispered, turning your head to look at harry, who was busy distracting himself while lavender continued drawing an ‘r’ and ‘l’ in the middle of the heart. it made it even harder for you to suppress the laugh bubbling up in your throat when harry mindlessly pulled the armrest out of the train seat, only to push it back in not even a second later.

eventually you dared to look back at the door, just in time to catch lavender exhale one last time against the glass; clarifying the heart and message she’d drawn. you watched — your eyes still wide and lips still pressed together — as she breathed out an exasperated ‘i miss you’ before turning to leave.

the second she’d left you turned to look at the two boys sat across one another, and when harry uttered — deadly serious — ‘lovely’, you couldn’t help but let the laughs escape your lips, “oh my god.”

ron shook his head, “all she wants to do is snog me.” he leaned closer towards harry, “my lips are getting chapped.” his finger moved up to point at his lips, “look.”

while the red haired moved closer, harry tried to dodge his face, “i’ll take your word for it.”

“i don’t get how you two do it.” ron sighed as he sat back, but after a short second he crossed his arms, “now that i think about it,” he squinted his eyes as he observed the couple that sat across him. “i’ve never even seen you snog.”

“i mean, we don’t really do it in front of—“

however, before harry could finish his sentence you sat up straight and cut him off, “i still can’t believe you two are together, honestly.” your hands were curled around your book, which had been laying abandoned on your lap for the entire interaction. ron sat back, “is it really so hard to believe that i have a girlfriend?”

“no.” you shrugged, “she just doesn’t really seem like your type, now does she?”

“my type??” ron’s brows raised, “i don’t have a type.” he slumped down in his seat. you playfully raised your brows at his words, “alright, what do you like about her then?”

ron swallowed, resting his head against the backrest in thought. when you glanced at harry you could tell he was confused on why you were interrogating your friend by his slightly squinted eyes and furrowed brows. you shrugged, “what? i don’t know her that well, really. i’d just like to know.”

a harsh sigh from ron pulled your attention back to him. in the meantime he’d closed his eyes and after another long silence he looked back at you and harry, “i guess she’s quite nice?”

your mouth fell open at his words, “she’s quite nice?” you blinked before looking at harry who just shrugged his shoulders. a scoff fell from you lips as you put your attention back on the red haired, “ron, if you’d had genuine feelings for her, i’d imagine you would be able to come up with a lot more than just guessing she is quite nice?!”

he crossed his arms, “it’s pretty difficult actually, why don’t you ask harry what he likes about you, hm?”

you rolled your eyes once more before sighing, “sure.” after carefully placing your book beside you, you turned slightly in your seat so your body was facing your boyfriend, “harry, what do you like about me?”

the brunette glanced between you and his best friend, “what?!” he shook his head, “i’m not doing this, alright? this is your discussion.” his eyes landed on yours and when you raised your brows at him — waiting for an answer — he sighed, “fine.”

he sat up slightly straighter before speaking up again, “for starters, you’re incredibly kind. not only through words, but through actions, also. you’re always there for me, ready to help with … anything, really. not only after we started dating, but when we were just friends, too, and even when you barely knew who i was, in our third year.” when harry saw a soft smile starting to form on your lips he felt encouraged to continue.

“you’re funny, doesn’t really matter if you try to be, but you make me laugh. you’re also an amazing storyteller; the one about the four siblings in their fantasy world, that one’s great.” a soft chuckle fell from your lips at the memory of you telling harry the story from your childhood. “and i really like it when you play with my hair, helps me relax when—“

“bloody hell, you’re aggravatingly cute together, the two of you.” ron cut harry off before he could continue his list.

your eyes stayed on harry for a moment longer, the smile still evident when you eventually turned to look at ron, “proved my point, don’t you think?” but the red haired slightly shook his head and mumbled under his breath, ‘whatever.’

in the corner of your eye you noticed hermione walking up to the door to your compartment. however, when you turned around — ready for her to walk in — she stopped in front of the drawing lavender had made on the glass only a moment earlier.

your heart sank for her, knowing how much she liked ron, and when she immediately stalked off without even saying hello your smile dropped. you quickly glanced at your friends before standing up and opening the compartment door, “i’m going to talk to her. i’ll be back in a moment.” you spoke, slipping through the opening before closing the door behind you and following hermione.

“that was … weird.” ron muttered and after a moment of awkward silence harry turned to his best friend, “so what happens to you? what happens if you break an unbreakable vow?”

“you die.”

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