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the thuds of their shoes echoed on the empty corridors and the hardwood floors of the castle as they were running away from the consequence of their prank.
all of them were panting and laughing, and behind them clicked heels.
"quick, here!" remus whisper and opened the door of the broom closet with only a hand, and him and his friends snuck inside.
the clicking of the heels still reverberated in the emptiness. then it stopped.
"where are thosee rascals?" minerva mcgonagall asked herself aloud, looking around the corridor, hoping to catch the boys that put red hair dye down the pipes which carried water to the dorm rooms in the slytherin dungeons.
peter giggled and sirius covered his mouth with their palm.
"you absolute fuck, keep quiet!" sirius whisper-yelled, a smile on their face.
"oh my god, if we get in trouble one more time she's going to take my badge." james exhaled quickly.
"as if you'd care." remus rolled his eyes.
the clicking of the heels started again and the marauders held their breath as they listened. the sound seemed to drift away.
"sirius, peek out and check if she's still there." peter said quietly, looking at sirius shyly.
they opened the door and peeked outside.
"empty." they said simply and looked behind at their friends, who were still waiting for an answer.
"james, move your fat ass!" remus exclaimed as he tried making his way out of the closet.
"you're the one with the fat ass." james retorted.
james silently screamed as remus kicked him in the shin and made his way out of the closet, helping peter out.
once james realized that his dramatics will not make remus apologize, he straightened his back and looked around.
he held his hand out and the rest of the marauders put their hands over james, smiling slyly to each other.
"mischief managed." they grinned to each other.
tv shows i watched this april (ranked)
How does it feel to into space for the first time? Like liftoff and leaving earth’s atmosphere? It seems like the world’s terrifying roller coaster, but what’s it really like?
What was your first thought when you first saw earth from space? And what realizations did you have?
“The same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.”
IK COOKING UP SOMTHING BEAUTIFULE WITH @ashishere0w0 ABSOLUTLY TREMENDOUSLY FANTASTIC CURRENTLY FOAMING AT THE MOUTH WITH HOW EXCITED I AM TEEHEE IM GONNA TWEEK THE FUCK OUT
Can we talk about this documentary from 2021? Please. It can’t have been made in 2021. Mainly want to compare thoughts on Paul’s telling of July 6th meeting and his impression of John (~15:24). What the fuck was going on with him at this time? Other examples of some kind of reshaping of the narrative here. It needed reshaping, still does - but this seems super heavy handed and not like Paul at all. He looks so uncomfortable at times. I hate some of this.
↳ excerpts from: How Does a Beatle Live? written by Maureen Cleave (p. March 25, 1966; I, III-VI) and Barry Miles’ interview with Paul from the International Times (p. Jan 16, 1967; II)
I. in conversation with julie felix at a party, january 1967 II. cover of the international times III. on the set of paperback writer, may 1966 IV. rené magritte - the false mirror V. france, october 1966 VI. the wrapping paper paul designed as a surprise gift for indica’s opening
Sybill Trelawney
Sybill
This picture describes you the best to me. This doe-eyed, whiny, annoying middle school child (probably another reason her and Lavender connected so well). As a Hermione-type to begin with (and only increasing as I age) it’s not surprising that I found Sybil and her class to be ridiculous, but there are two parts to that. First, not being religious or believing in how when I was born controls that much of my life, the class itself was a bit frou-frou and crap and would be no matter who was teaching it. Secondly, she is the queen of frou-frou. For the most part, she had no real talent or skills but pretended she was this great predictor of everything and just a fraud, and that’s what upset me the most.
The universe is amazing, we can learn so much, but for her, it was all about her and the universe! (and how was she a Ravenclaw? More than Pettigrew I need a recount on that one) it was how she approached the material and how she saw herself that made her most distasteful because she wasn’t even a semi-good seer (that she knew of). She thought she was better than everyone else (much like Gilderoy--another Ravenclaw, definitely a pattern) for things that weren’t even her strengths, she was just of damn full of herself and annoying. But really, I don’t care. All of these things were annoying, she’s annoying but that’s it. She’s nothing more to me, so one lesson to glean, don’t be like her. But of course, the other lesson she also wouldn’t know about it as she didn’t know herself, expect the unexpected.
In a way it’s sad, thou she didn’t need to know and didn’t need to be a Seer, she actually was one, in the most crucial of times. Damn Universe. Somehow, through all that fluff and pompous, she made two predictions that greatly altered the world and never knew this. On one hand, you could say this means that you should believe in yourself, but I’m not saying that, what I am saying is that there are miracles, there is the universe and people can do unexpected and extraordinary things: even if they don’t know it. Crazy