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—Severus Snape

made a meme about myself :D

Another cute Lovecraft piece

Some cute Lovecraft pieces

Hear me out, Severitus fans, so basically I had this one (1) idea which I cannot get rid of based on a song.. So like, I had this idea of Harry running away from the Dursleys and he goes completely ballistic and has neat powers, he raises the dead, and he can dance on a broom.

Okay, if I haven't lost your interest yet, basically, he does so by accident, freaks out, realizes it's his power, and a little later, the ministry tries to catch him. He then learns magic by himself and forms a cult/organization some time later. Like, freaks unite, yk? And some people join after hearing about some dude that raised the dead, and well, nobody knows it's Harry because he has a disguise, and so, Dumbledore gets scared and sends his spy.

Good ol Sev.

That's when it goes down and the story really starts.. It's hard to really summarize my idea because the draft, which is just a long summary for me to keep track with, is already almost 3.000 words and not even half finished.. But yea. It's just unhinged, dark Harry who's seen enough for one lifetime, and Severus slowly becoming Harry's dad.

It is also a little focused on something I really think they should've added in general. Broom athletics. Like, fuck quidditch. Harry being really elegant and smooth on a broom is my jam now. Like, imagine him standing upright on a broom, then leaning back, Accio'ing his broom, and gracefully standing on it again after a scary looking drop.

I don't support J. K. Rowling in any way, but I like Harry Potter. *Pirates the movies and the books cutely */j

The song that inspired this madness: Dancing with the dead - Powerwolf

Rita Skeeter x Student Fem Reader (Platonic)

This is from my X Reader Oneshots book on Quotev or Wattpad!

Rita Skeeter x Student Female Reader (Platonic)

Requested by: Rugratsfan101 

Could you do a platonic Harry Potter one of Movie!Rita Skeeter and Female Student Reader where the two have lunch together and after finishing lunch, the two talk as Rita smokes a cigarette with a fancy cigarette holder. Rita is supposed to be interviewing the reader but they end up bonding by having a burping contest and Rita makes the reader laugh by burping the alphabet and the two form a cool aunt-niece type relationship?

So this is supposed to be the movie Rita Skeeter, but unfortunately for me I really can't get into her character and I don't really know the difference between the book Rita and the movie Rita so... please forgive me if Rita Skeeter is out of character. She's also going to be a bit more nicer than portrayed so yeah. A bit of angst, fluff, bonding, yup. Okay, let's get into it-

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Being a Gryffindor meant that you often saw Harry Potter and his friends, more often than not. Being just 2 years above them, you took it as a little job to help them get used to everything. You were the go to for Gryffindor's with problems and needed help without getting in trouble (unlike Percy who would probably deduct house points for breaking the rules and misbehaving). 

That led to bailing out the Weasley twins sometimes when they were in trouble, helping Neville with potions, finding the right books in the library for Hermione, and giving advice to Harry Potter when he asked. 

But you had never expected in your 6th year at Hogwarts to be sitting down in Honeydukes with Rita Skeeter. 

≫ ──── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ──── ≪

Originally, you were just enjoying your butterbeer by yourself, caught up in your own thoughts when the woman sat down in the chair in front of you. In her hand was a long, black, fancy cigarette holder, the cigarette placed at the end. 

She had her notebook out and ordered lunch for the two of you, despite your confusion and your several attempts to leave. Being straightforward, she went on to interviewing you. 

"Lovely scarf you've got there, Gryffindor I presume. Rita Skeeter, from the Daily Prophet." 

"Y/n L/n, and yes, I am in Gryffindor."

"Wonderful. That must mean you've seen Harry Potter around. Are you two friends?" A puff of smoke emitted from the cigarette as you discreetly looked around for a no smoking sign before deciding to answer the question.  

"I suppose we're friends. I've seen him around the common room and talked to him for a bit-" 

"Great, would you say that, from his behavior, he's still troubled by his past? Is the pressure of winning the Triwizard Tournament getting to him? Did he mention how he got his name into the goblet?" 

"Um-" 

Caught of guard by the multiple questions, you watched as the quill wrote exaggerated words, a distraught expression on the shy Gryffindor's face as she thought about my words. Being kind I placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile, gently telling her to take her time.  

Paying no mind to the words, you watched as she sipped her butterbeer before letting out a burp and a excuse me. Laughing at the difference of personalities from what was written and what was in front of you, you shook your head as she asked you what was funny. 

"That was horrible. Here, let me show you a proper burp." 

Which led to this moment. Rita Skeeter burping loudly with a Hogwarts student as onlookers glanced with slight disgust, amusement and confusion.............

Continue reading on Quotev or Wattpad!

mirrorball // [g.w.]

sequel to tolerate it

warnings: angst, fem!reader

summary: It’s been 2 weeks since George told you he has a date to the yule ball. As of now, it’s the night before and you are reflecting on your feelings for him and wondering if you can continue as his best friend.

word count: 1.5k

A/N: So, here it is! I am hoping to get this posted as soon as possible for those of you who wanted to see a part 2 to tolerate it. I had a really difficult time deciding on how I wanted to end this, and I really hope it pleases you guys (not sure I’m happy with the ending, but that is to be expected). Sorry in advance for any errors, as this is a one-woman show and I sometimes miss my own mistakes. :) Special thanks to @ajusquishy for being the first to ask about this addition to tolerate it!

*****

I want you to know I'm a mirrorball I'll show you every version of yourself tonight

The past 2 weeks had been the most difficult time of your life. George had been following Alicia around like a lost puppy, and even Fred was getting sick of it. Oddly enough, it seemed like George couldn’t get through one interaction with you without mentioning the girl’s name.

“Oh Y/N, we decided to match my tie to her dress!”

“Did you know she said I am the cutest quidditch player she has ever met?”

“I’m thinking about asking mum to knit her a sweater this Christmas!”

At first you could handle it. As his best friend of nearly 6 years, it was your job to handle it. Why didn’t that make any of this easier?

There wasn’t a change in George that you had neglected to notice. Hell, your heart dropped when he showed up with a new bruise after quidditch practice. You were the one who had told him to grow his hair out (and damn, was that a good piece of advice). George had even been with you when he chose his first pair of dress robes for merlin’s sake!

Molly Weasley saw you as her stand-in while the boys and Ginny were at Hogwarts. Of course, she didn’t know that George and Fred had grown in their pranking abilities thanks to your sugar-sweet exterior, but that didn’t change the role you played in the Weasley children’s life. You were the responsible friend who also just happened to lead a double life when it came to the twins.  It was thanks to you that they had received only 3 detentions this quarter, and it was their fault that you now had an affinity for “accidentally” leaving dung bombs in the outer pockets of Cormac McLaggen’s bag.

“Hey, Y/N... I haven’t seen you around much. You aren’t avoiding me, are ya?” George’s baritone voice broke you out of your thoughts. He settled his arms on the top of your head, and sighed deeply, letting his head drop. “Fred and I need your help figuring out what the best escape route from the dungeons is.”

“Go ask Lee, he can do some math too.” Yes, you were being harsh, but George’s presence was enough to shatter any semblance of self control you still had left.  “Now, if you excuse me, I have a study date with some ancient runes and Hermione.”

As you stalked out of the common room, George couldn’t bear to bring up how he hadn’t been able to come up with any solid pranks in exactly 14 days.

*****

You'll find me on my tallest tiptoes Spinning in my highest heels, love Shining just for you

Tonight was the night; your hair was curled to perfection, and the gown your mother had sent you was the color of holly. The heels you had strapped on were a matte black dusted with the occasional piece of red glitter. Despite the fact that George was not your date, you couldn’t help my let your thoughts drift to him as you got ready. Would he think you looked pretty? Would he think you looked as good as her?

Lee tapped you on the shoulder, and you steadied yourself before letting him gently grab your hand. “Don’t let that prat get you down. You look like a goddess, Y/N. Now, let’s go show Georgie what he is missing.” 

Lee was a great friend for doing this for you; he knew about your feelings (Fred apparently can’t keep his mouth shut), and immediately became set on helping you get back on your feet. He had become your greatest cheerleader as of late, and claimed that George doesn’t know it, but he definitely has feelings for you.

As you both walked into the great hall, you couldn’t help but let out a gasp. There were snowflakes and all types of seasonal decor strung up across the room, and it was almost like the room had transformed into a winter dreamscape. Fred and George had beat you there, already sipping punch with Angelina and Alicia.

“You boys clean up nice.” The twins and Lee let out a chorus of ‘hey’s, clearly displeased with your mockery of their appearances.

“Oi, I was betting 5 galleons that Fred would show up in his trainers...” George’s voice was surprisingly meek, almost as if he was looking for your approval with his jabs towards his brother.

The boys immediately began discussing their plan to spike the punch bowl with firewhiskey, and Angelina and Alicia launched into a conversation about where they had purchased their gowns. You felt more than out of place at this point, and decided to relocate after notifying Lee that you’d be fine on your own for a bit. Almost immediately after, Angelina went to distract McGonagall while Fred and Lee snuck under the table of refreshments.

You went to talk with Hermione and the younger trio, and were drawn into a lesson in muggle dancing.

“No, Ron, that is not how you hit the woah.” (I’m sorry I felt so inclined to include this cuz the image makes me chuckle lol).

“Well, ‘Mione, why don’t you and Y/N show us how this is done then?” Harry and Ron crossed their arms, and Hermione slipped her arm around your shoulders.

“C’mon, Y/N. You look like you could use something fun.” She dragged you onto the dance floor, and you both began dramatically spinning each other to the sound of your wheezing laughter.

If only you had noticed a certain red-headed prankster gazing at you like you had hung the stars in the sky...

*****

You are not like the regulars The masquerade revelers Drunk as they watch my shattered edges glisten

Fred and Angelina had taken to the floor as soon as the waltzing began. After watching them twirl to the crescendos of the music, you finally decided enough was enough. All it too was a look at Lee, and he understood what you needed to do. You slipped out of the doors to the great hall, and found yourself wandering amongst the carriages powdered with snow, occasionally stopping to draw shapes into the piles of flakes.

Following five-ish minutes of mucking about, you finally decided to sit on the steps that bridged the courtyard and the hallways. Snowflakes continued floating, but you quickly realized the droplets of water on your face were from small tears and not the weather. Sniffles escaped your nose, and you crossed your arms in a poor attempt to keep warm despite your lack of sleeves.

Out of nowhere, you felt heavy cloth drop onto your bare shoulders.

“Be careful, love. Ya look like you’re halfway to becoming an ice lolly.” George shuffled his long, lanky body onto the steps. You looked at him through your lashes, and he seemed almost squeamish.

“Don’t you have Alicia waiting for you inside? I’m sure she wouldn’t be thrilled to see you out here.”

“Bloody hell, Y/N, I think we have been pretty dense.” Confusion evident on your features, George let his larger hand cover yours. “I didn’t want to ask Alicia. I wanted to ask you.”

“What do you mean? You’ve been talking my ear off about how much you like her for weeks now...”

“I was trying to make you jealous.” Silence overtook the interaction.

“So you’re saying that we both have been blind to our feelings?” 

George let out a small chuckle, and pulled his hand away. To be quite honest, you felt like maybe you had been ignoring the signs: the subtle stares, the extended physical contact, the willingness to be there whenever and wherever you asked him to.

“I think we may want to start over and forget the last few weeks.”

“I think I would quite like that.” You stood up, and brushed the snow off your skirt before extending your hand towards George. “Well, George, the yule ball is in... now... would you like to be my date?”

“I would enjoy that a bunch, Y/N.” He took your hand, and pulled you into his chest. “May have a dance to start off the evening?”

“...There isn’t any music.” You chuckled, but George simply grinned at you before beginning to hum.

“Problem solved. So, may I have this dance?”

“You may.” You dropped your head into the nook of his shoulder, and George began to sway and spin you, leaving 2 pairs of footprints in the snow beneath your feet.

From just beyond your view, Fred, Lee, Angelina, and Alicia let out somewhat of a “oomph” and high-fived each other before turning to go back inside.

Shining just for you.

tolerate it //[g.w.]

Summary: George has always been pretty much in the dark about how you feel about him, yet that hasn’t changed your affections for the ginger-haired boy.

Warnings: Angst, possibly slow burn idk

A/N: Hiya! My blog was pretty dead and I’ve just been reading other’s works on it, but I recently have been pretty torn about starting to write again. I figured that now is as good a time as any, and I hope that anybody who decides to read this enjoys it at least a little. I decided to just write and see where it takes me, so this is probably more of a drabble than anything else. This has not been beta read, and any feedback is appreciated!

Word Count: 884

I sit and watch you reading with your head low I wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed

George had all but stumbled into the gryffindor common room after perhaps one of the most rigorous quidditch practices as of late. The tension practically dripped off his skin as he rolled his shoulders back and let out a deep groan.

“Hey Georgie, your face looks almost as red as your hair. Did you have to outrun Filch on the way back or something?” He mockingly laughed at your sarcasm and dropped down onto the couch next to you.

“Nah, we all know Filch can’t run nearly fast enough to tire me out. It’s just Oliver has been a bloody prat since the house cup is coming up...” George wiped his hand across his forehead, gathering the beads of sweat making their way across his hairline.

You giggled, and settled into a comfortable silence as you continued to study. George’s head hung down as he settled into the couch, seemingly lulled into a sleepy state by the intermittent turning of pages. Deciding to sneak a glance at the redhead, you looked up and were greeted by the sight of George’s head bobbing up and down, his eyes fighting to stay open.

“Why don’t you go get cleaned up, and I’ll go sneak us some biscuits from the kitchen. You look too tired to go all the way to the great hall anyways.” George nodded, and heaved himself off of the plush cushions.

“Remind me to have mom send you some cinnamon twists, you deserve them for taking care of me so well.” You giggled, and the two of you parted ways. You nearly sprinted to the kitchen, hoping that you could use up some energy and force your heart to calm down now that George was gone.

*****

I wait by the door like I'm just a kid Use my best colors for your portrait

“Awww, what’cha drawing, Y/N?” Fred made a grab for the sketchbook nestled in your lap, clearly egged on by the laughter of his twin brother and Lee.

“Fred. Give it back.” The way your voice rose shocked the three boys to their cores; In all the time they had known you, you never raised your voice at them. It didn’t matter if you were being used as a means of making a joke, you usually simply giggled and brushed it off. 

Fred turned away from you, and immediately realized why you wanted to keep the book out of his hands. On the open page, you had drawn his younger brother in astonishing detail. Every line was light, yet strategically placed as if you had spent hours painstakingly sketching the boy out. Fred decided it was a better choice to close the book and pass it back to your flushed figure.

“Sorry about that, Y/N. It was only a joke.” Fred stammered, and immediately staggered to place his hands on George and Lee’s broad shoulders. “Why don’t you boys go grab some skiving snackboxes from the dorm, and I’ll give Y/N here a nice shoulder rub for causing her so much grief.”

George and Lee simply chuckled and walked away, the swish of their robes breaking the awkward silence forming between Fred and you.

“You can’t tell George.”

“How long, Y/N?” He dropped next to you on the grass, placing his large hand on your knee as a sign of comfort.

“Look... It’s just a small crush, I’ve had it since 5th year. It’ll probably be gone by the summer. Just please, don’t bring it up.” You dropped your gaze and focused on pulling strands of grass from the area around your ankles. The ferocity with which you tugged on the green blades suggested all Fred needed to know, and he dropped the subject, deciding to focus on moving to knead your tense shoulders instead.

*****

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life

“Y/N, you won’t believe who I just asked to the yule ball!” George practically pounced on you from behind, ripping your focus from the potions essay you were currently writing.

Your heart immediately dropped, but you forced a smile on your face. “Who’s the lucky bird, Georgie?”

“Alicia! I mean, we are just going as mates, but who knows what this could lead to... Maybe I won’t end this year without a gal to send some letters to this summer, if you catch my drift.”

You could always send me letters...

“Well, that’s great for you George! I bet you will make a great couple, even if it is just for the dance for now.” You slammed your notebook shut, and began to gather your things. “Hopefully you both have fun at the ball.”

George noticed your lack of enthusiasm for his small victory, but brushed it off as jealousy seeing as you had no date for the ball yet.

“Hey, Y/N, you know I could always set you up with Lee or one of the lads, right? It’s what best friends do, after all!” The ginger’s voice carried through the common room, but what he couldn’t see was the fat droplets of tears rolling down your cheeks.

Best friends...

What do you think about starting to write on tumblr? My english is not my first language so it will probably be a little confusing for you to understand my writing.

I am going to try!! The characters will probably be from Harry Potter and Six of crows

House Biases

Ok so we are all clearly never going to be over the fact that Dumbledore is hella biased towards Gryffindor/Potter and how Snape was incredibly biased towards  Slytherins. Nobody has talked about how the Hogwarts students are biased, I mean in the books where Harry hasn’t fucked shit up and got to see the sorting these little ELEVEN year olds would get booed for being Slytherins. How do you think those muggle-born Slytherins (we all know they exist) felt, the might not’ve even known who Voldemort is, they just knew they got into the house of ambition. Those eleven year olds would’ve been confused and hurt. Then they continue to be shunned by a majority of the school and some of the teachers, when there were quidditch matches between Gryffindor and Slytherin it was unsafe for either house to walk around alone. Yes, I’ll admit there have been terrible Slytherins like Voldemort, but I fear the people who stab me in the back more than I fear those who admit they’re evil. Voldemort was evil he never tried to tell others he wasn’t, Dumbledore on the other hand kept all his cards to himself, he manipulated people and was hella secretive. What about Peter Pettigrew? The Harry Potter characters focused on the evil Slytherins, MERLIN WAS A SLYTHERIN FOR FUCKS SAKE! The greatest wizard of all time was a SLYTHERIN! 

Thank you for attending my ted talk. 

i love when people make james a person of colour (personal fav being arab james) cause it just makes his relationship with lily so much more interesting.

you have lily evans, the muggleborn witch systemically oppressed by magical society and so as a result constantly feeling the need to prove herself as a capable witch.

then on the other hand you have james potter, a brown man raised in 1970s britain where racism was very common place in society and often times encouraged.

the different ways people could go about exploring this dynamic and the way their lived experiences mirror each other and how it results in them becoming each other’s safe space where they otherwise couldn’t with other people. add onto that their desperate need for validation as a result of oppression and you’re all set.

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100% accurate to the books.

There’s someone out there who every day lives with the secret knowledge that they are the author of My Immortal.

Happy Valentine's Day!<3

Needs to be spread

Hey so I'm writing an argument essay on Snape for English class, and I know you have very strong feelings about him, so I was wondering if you could give me your opinion on him so that I have some ideas for what to write

I am so glad you asked! *pulls out a virtual stack of books on the subject*

Lets begin Reasons to Hate Snape 101!

All right, in Book one:

Snape originally comes off a bit standoffish, but he’s a teacher, so Harry’s all like ‘eh’ but the first thing he does is practically attack Harry with Potions questions that might have been in the book but were a bit too advanced for Harry who had only opened his history of magic book and herbology.

The first day of class should have been spent explaining to them the basics of potionmaking, but instead it was used by Snape to assert himself higher and make Harry seem unintelligent, and when Harry points out that there is someone else in the class that might know better than him, Snape docks him a point.

Though, Harry’s words might have been cheeky enough to earn that docked point, the next time he loses one is completely undeserved: when Neville screws up his potion and blames it on Harry.

During the quidditch match that Quirrel tries to kill Harry, Snape earns a few points for saving Harry’s life, but he’s not doing it for the right reasons. I’m sure that Lily would have been grateful that Snape saved her son’s life if she was still around, but Snape did that because Harry was Lily’s son (neatly shoving James aside), not because he was a kid in danger. What would have happened if Quirrel had decided to nearly kill Fred or George (in a bizarre turn of events)? Would he stand by and watch?

In chapter 13 we come on the next quidditch match which Harry discovers Snape will be refereeing and Harry is so reluctant to go onto the field, partly because he thinks Snape tried to kill him last time, and probably partly because he’s a royal douchey tosspot that delights in making others miserable. He actually considers breaking his leg to keep himself from playing. What does that tell you?

But Snape does protect the Stone in the chamber, though that could be argued as being expected of him as a professor.

On to book two:

Now, Harry sees Snape first in this book after he and Ron crashed the Ford Anglia into the whomping willow, and while yes, Harry and Ron were foolish and reckless, they also didn’t know what to do with the barrier sealed, so they could hardly have been blamed, overreacting as they did (as children do). Punishment is warranted, obviously, but threatening them with expulsion is a bit too far…over a car that was seen by only two Muggles and did hardly any damages to the Whomping Willow.

Thankfully McGonagall and Dumbledore show up to clear things up.

Then we have issues with Slytherin-Gryffindor quidditch training.

The training ground is booked in advance by respective quidditch captains, given how Wood reacts, but Snape flies by those rules and gives the Slytherin team ‘special permission’ to train Draco as the next seeker (it should be noted that Harry needed no such thing when he became the Gryffindor seeker the previous year). Rules appear to matter little to him. 

Then there is the matter of Mrs. Norris’ petrification and Snape pins them as being very suspicious for going down that corridor instead of heading straight up to the common room, and though he’s right, since Harry’s following the basilisk’s voice, to find some blame in three twelve year olds is something I find quite annoying.

In potions class, causing a distraction for Hermione to collect ingredients, Harry douses half the class in potion that Snape swears if he finds the perpetrator he will have them expelled. A bit much over some spilled potion, don’t you think?

The dueling club is a hot mess to be sure, but when Lockhart gets up to suggest Justin and Neville, Snape says Neville causes devestation with the even simplest of spells, which undoubtedly has an impact on Neville’s self-esteem and is an extremely rude thing to say about a child in front of his peers.

In book three:

We see Snape’s favoritism fine more clearly than the previous books when he assigns Ron to cut Draco’s daisy roots, despite that Draco’s arm isn’t really damaged.

Then he threatens to force-feed Neville’s toad his potion, which is at the very least animal cruelty, and then takes points from Hermione for helping him, even though he didn’t have any proof of the act.

Now comes the worst bit for Neville: Defense Against the Dark Arts

Snape tells Remus just how terrible Neville is at simply instructions and basically insults the boy right in front of him, and really, its no surprise that Neville’s boggart is Snape.

But consider that for a moment: Neville’s boggart is a teacher, someone students are supposed to look up to, but Snape constantly beats him down, him, a thirteen year old wizard who can’t get his magic to work quite right with his father’s wand. Its frankly sickening.

Then when Snape finds out about how Neville dressed his boggart, he bullies him worse than ever. He doesn’t realize that if he didn’t bully Neville, Neville wouldn’t’ve had him as a boggart and wouldn’t have dressed him so ridiculously, so really its his fault in the first place.

Next comes the issue of how Sirius got into Hogwarts:

Snape immediately blames Remus, after all, Remus was Sirius’ old friend and a werewolf, a Dark creature, who in their right mind wouldn’t blame him?

But Dumbledore shuts him down (the only time I will ever say ‘Hallelujah, Dumbles!’).

Then we have Snape taking over Remus’ class while he’s recovering:

Harry is late to class, so the point deduction is expected, but he loses more points when he asks why Remus isn’t there and is then threatened with losing 50 if he doesn’t take his seat…that’s overdoing it a bit, 50 points for standing? Ridiculous.

He makes Remus seem unorganized by saying he doesn’t have any idea what they’re studying and when Hermione tries to explain, he cuts her off.

*SPOILER ALERT: DICK MOVE AHEAD*

Then he decides to teach them about werewolves, something far outside of what they’d been studying and then berates them for not knowing how to identify them and when Hermione offers some information, he docks her points for being an insufferable know it all.

This is uncalled for, much like how he abuses his authority in bullying Neville and Harry.

Its also a bit hypocritical, as Ron points out “Why did you ask if you didn’t want to know?”

Its very clear he is good as being a bully more than a teacher.

But, now imagine how Remus felt coming back to work to essays about how to kill his kind? That’s pretty awful.

Then there was the issue with Hogsmeade and Harry sneaking out and throwing a mudball at Draco’s head, now, obviously he wasn’t allowed (Big no no, Harrykins), but the way Snape handles it is all wrong.

First he provokes him about his fame, which was something that Harry had never had a choice in (and could be argued was caused by Snape with the whole prophecy dealio), and then he drags James into the mix, calling Harry arrogant like his father (something Harry clearly wasn’t). A kid can only take so many insults about his dad before he snaps, so its really no surprise that Harry does so.

Having a shouting match with a child is quite unprofessional, especially given how he bullies said child constantly.

During one of Harry’s potions classes he doesn’t quite get his Confusion Concoction to thicken, so Snape gives him a zero. I don’t know about you lot, but if I make an attempt at something in Bio Lab, I at least get points for the attempt, even if it doesn’t turn out quite right.

Now, in the Shrieking Shack, we learn all about why Snape hates the Marauders, even going so far as to claim that James got cold feet at the last second about Sirius’ plan and using that as an excuse to still hate the man (this kind of grudge-holding isn’t the kind you’d expect a grown up to have)

His desire to put Sirius away is understandable, given Sirius nearly got him killed, but the fact remains is that he didn’t. His desire to put two innocent men (including Remus in this) in prison is quite startling.

The way he paints himself as a hero to the Minister is laughable, since he is as far from that as possible, and then the way he loses his temper in front of Harry and Hermione and those in the hospital wing (with Ron being unconscious) is shameful. 

But I think that possibly the worst thing was that the teachers -as it can be assumed- all knew about Remus’ condition and were sworn not to speak of it but Snape -the fucking asshole that he is- outed him to Slytherin House and soon the whole school. Really, what a fucking dick. Being a werewolf is no one’s business but their own.

In book four:

Snape gives Neville detention disemboweling horned toads, knowing full well how he’d feel about it, being the owner of a toad.

He gives them an assignment of researching antidotes, hinting he might poison them to see if their antidote works. Wtf? And what happens if it doesn’t? He’ll be sent off to Azkaban for manslaughter? Best idea yet.

When Harry’s name comes out of the fire, he automatically blames it on Harry’s ‘determination to break rules’…most of the times he broke rules for a good cause…so Snape trying to bring Harry down again.

Draco and Harry duel in the hallway and Draco’s curse manages to hit Hermione, making her teeth grow much like a beaver’s and Snape says “I see no difference.”

Now that is a scummy thing to say to a girl who has always been uncomfortable about the size of her teeth, so much so that his words reduced her to tears.

Snape also uses Dumbledore’s trust as a shield and excuse, like when Moody talks about his right to search rooms and Snape says the headmaster trusts him, no matter how misplaced it is.

During Potions class Snape insinuates that the press on Harry has inflated his already overinflated head, but, funny thing, Harry’s not a fan of press and can’t control what people do or do not write about him.

Then he accuses Harry of stealing from him without any proof and threatens to dose him with Veritaserum, which is incredibly low if you ask me.

In book five:

Snape makes a lot of jibes towards Sirius in this book, sine he has to remain indoors, hidden from the DEs and how Snape is out risking his neck, but we all know that Sirius would gladly be out risking his own.

The thing about the OWLs is odd. Given Snape’s teaching style, its safe to assume that most of his NEWTs students are Slytherins, given how he teaches more to them and sidelines the other houses. Taking only Os into NEWT classes is a bit ridiculous. It would be like asking me to get an A in my Microbio class, which I am just barely scraping by.

Snape insults Harry for not reading his instructions properly even though they’re in his FUCKING HANDWRITING (check yourself, asshole). And then he vanishes Harry’s potion and gives him a zero (rude).

He empties his cauldron constantly, I honestly don’t know how Harry could have possibly passed his class given how much Snape dragged his grade down.

Now to the Occlumency lessons. You have no fucking idea how much I hate Snape for those. Picking apart someone’s memories in an attempt to help them guard against mental attacks is a pretty shoddy idea. Snape gets to see all of Harry’s memories, when he’s vulnerable, when he’s being picked on by the Dursleys…and, ironically, he still considers arrogant and self-entitled, and that’s the mark of someone who just lacks all empathy.

It could even be argued that Snape made it easier for Voldemort to get into Harry’s head.

In Snape’s memories we get a glimpse of who Snape is and who James used to be. And while James was a bit crude, choking Snape with his cleansing charm, as brief as it was, given James’ background, its safe to say he wouldn’t have gone so far as to kill him. Snape, on the other hand, gave him a gash that could have easily slit his throat.

During Harry’s OWL potion’s exam he mentions how much easier it is to work without Snape breathing over his shoulder, and is probably a reason Harry does much better on his OWL.

He offers Umbridge to poison Harry since he’s out of Veritaserum, like wtf??

In book six:

He insults Tonks’ new patronus, to reflect her love for Remus, taking the form of a wolf, as looking rather weak, and then takes points off from Harry before the year even starts. Fifty points! For Lateness? What rubbish!

He makes fun of how Ron can barely Apparate and claims Harry’s knowledge of Inferi vs Ghosts is that of which a five year old could know.

Harry learns the truth about the prophecy and how Snape was the person who told Voldemort about it and subsequently caused his parents’ deaths, only one of which Snape appears to regret.

And while Harry and the others did not interact hardly at all with Snape in book seven, the memories Snape showed Harry proved what he was willing to sacrifice for Lily.

As someone has said before: James was willing to sacrifice himself for Lily and Harry, while Snape was willing to sacrifice Harry and James for Lily.

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So, I went on a long rant, haha! It took me hours to write it all down, but I feel like these are the most of the problems I have with Snape! Good luck with your paper!

Lol I’m reading The Darkwood Wand by ThebeMoon and this line is so funny to me:

“[Draco] was about to do a good deed, which in his experience rarely turned out well. Not that he’d done many good deeds; his shining moments during the war were when he refrained from doing bad deeds, or at least performed the bad deeds unenthusiastically.”

It’s just very funny to imagine Draco having that level of self awareness. Like yep, that is exactly your appeal and those are your shining moments but when you put it that way I feel like a fool lmao.

Concept of the next generation in their seventh year at Hogwarts - Full

Sad, lonely, and emotionally unavailable, teen Draco from today's warm up

"Are you sure you're okay? You reckless idiot!"

The dramione adventures continue, where Hermione is in shock at having almost died or realizing that she has fallen in love.

a wedding full of nargles

I vowed I would always be yours ‘cause we survived the Great War

Scorpius and Albus 7th year sketches

“One moment together, before I go” Maybe it was easier when I thought I hated you, before your smirk began to look more like a confidential smile. A friend, a partner, a lover.

Victorian dramione au, where Draco and Hermione are forced to agree to an arranged marriage and feelings are a mess.

Every day is strawberry jam day.

I like it when you come to a post and totally get the reference of that fanfic you like with the slightest sign.

Inspiration from a ff I read recently: Soft As It Began by rubber_soul02

I rely on you

Today’s mood

Hermione from Manacled by @senlinyuwrites

More of my dramione adventures in ancient Egypt

Draco is still embarrassed that Hermione sees his mark.

My dramione adventures inspired by similar events in Stephen Summers' The Mummy. More to come