1. 17:40 23rd Feb 2014

    Notes: 18024

    Reblogged from fuckyeahdiomedes

    Tags: harry potterholy shit

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    ppyajunebug:

livesandliesofwizards:

At twilight on August the 25th 1999, one week before classes were to begin, Hermione Granger Apparated into Hogsmeade, a wand box clutched under her arm.
Headmistress McGonagall was waiting for her outside the Three Broomsticks. The two women greeted each other warmly, and then set off towards the castle. Or rather, towards the grounds outside the castle.
They chatted amiably as they strolled towards the groundskeeper’s hut.  Hagrid, sitting outside and darning a pair of enormous socks, looked up as they approached.
“Good evenin’ Headmistress, Hermione,” he said with some gruff surprise.
“Good evening, Hagrid,” replied McGonagall. “May we go inside?  I believe Hermione has a proposition to discuss with you.”
If you had stood outside the hut as the evening darkened and the stars rose into the sky, you’d have heard the rumblings of an argument coming from inside the hut. You’d have heard Hagrid’s gruff refusals, Hermione’s calm (and then not so calm) rebuttals, and the very occasional interjection of the Headmistress.
Hermione did not emerge until the moon had fully risen and darkness enveloped the grounds. But in the light of the nearly full moon, you could see a smile on her face.
~
The Shrieking Shack was no longer widely believed to be haunted, now that the story of Remus Lupin was fully known.  Still, the residents of Hogsmeade and Hogwarts avoided it out of a mixture of respect and residual fear.
This suited Hermione perfectly. The interior of the Shack was now stacked with books and bottles of potion ingredients. A cauldron sat in the corner, a telescope pointed out a cracked window, and cushions lined one wall. A table was covered in parchment, broken quills, ink pots and stains. Once a week, Hermione would apparate into the Shack and go over her notes from the previous session while she awaited her student’s arrival.
Sometimes he was late without explanation. Sometimes he would bring a wounded bowtruckle he wasn’t comfortable leaving on its own.  Sometimes Fang would follow him and sit in the corner whining while his master sweated and cursed over a cauldron. Hermione was calm but firm, making adjustments as needed and letting Hagrid’s frustrated words roll off her back like water droplets. 
The Hogsmeade residents may have turned a blind eye to the goings-on in the Shrieking Shack, but that didn’t mean they weren’t relieved as time went on and there were fewer and fewer roars of anger echoing through the village.
~
The OWL testers had been warned in advance that they would have an unusual student that year. That didn’t mean they weren’t taken aback when Rubeus Hagrid appeared on their testing scrolls. They all knew of him of course, knew the role he played in the Second War and of the false accusations leveled against him.
They were worried they would have to be kind.
They needn’t have. No one could have Hermione Granger teach them personally for a year and not improve in all aspects. His potions may not have been textbook perfection, he may not have fully transfigured his toad, but Hagrid had clearly worked hard to master his long dormant abilities.
Rubeus Hagrid may not have followed the traditional path to wisdom.  But he had a new wand, the (sometimes grudging) respect of his peers, classes to teach and 6 OWLs.
Including the highest score ever recorded on Care of Magical Creatures.
(written and submitted by ppyajunebug; please excuse me, because I have something in my eye. Oh yes, it is my joyful tears. ppyajunebug has a way of bringing those out of me, you see. Their submissions tackle some of the saddest moments in canon, turning them around and making something beautiful out of them.)

Another day, another fic :-)

    ppyajunebug:

    livesandliesofwizards:

    At twilight on August the 25th 1999, one week before classes were to begin, Hermione Granger Apparated into Hogsmeade, a wand box clutched under her arm.

    Headmistress McGonagall was waiting for her outside the Three Broomsticks. The two women greeted each other warmly, and then set off towards the castle. Or rather, towards the grounds outside the castle.

    They chatted amiably as they strolled towards the groundskeeper’s hut.  Hagrid, sitting outside and darning a pair of enormous socks, looked up as they approached.

    “Good evenin’ Headmistress, Hermione,” he said with some gruff surprise.

    “Good evening, Hagrid,” replied McGonagall. “May we go inside?  I believe Hermione has a proposition to discuss with you.”

    If you had stood outside the hut as the evening darkened and the stars rose into the sky, you’d have heard the rumblings of an argument coming from inside the hut. You’d have heard Hagrid’s gruff refusals, Hermione’s calm (and then not so calm) rebuttals, and the very occasional interjection of the Headmistress.

    Hermione did not emerge until the moon had fully risen and darkness enveloped the grounds. But in the light of the nearly full moon, you could see a smile on her face.

    ~

    The Shrieking Shack was no longer widely believed to be haunted, now that the story of Remus Lupin was fully known.  Still, the residents of Hogsmeade and Hogwarts avoided it out of a mixture of respect and residual fear.

    This suited Hermione perfectly. The interior of the Shack was now stacked with books and bottles of potion ingredients. A cauldron sat in the corner, a telescope pointed out a cracked window, and cushions lined one wall. A table was covered in parchment, broken quills, ink pots and stains. Once a week, Hermione would apparate into the Shack and go over her notes from the previous session while she awaited her student’s arrival.

    Sometimes he was late without explanation. Sometimes he would bring a wounded bowtruckle he wasn’t comfortable leaving on its own.  Sometimes Fang would follow him and sit in the corner whining while his master sweated and cursed over a cauldron. Hermione was calm but firm, making adjustments as needed and letting Hagrid’s frustrated words roll off her back like water droplets. 

    The Hogsmeade residents may have turned a blind eye to the goings-on in the Shrieking Shack, but that didn’t mean they weren’t relieved as time went on and there were fewer and fewer roars of anger echoing through the village.

    ~

    The OWL testers had been warned in advance that they would have an unusual student that year. That didn’t mean they weren’t taken aback when Rubeus Hagrid appeared on their testing scrolls. They all knew of him of course, knew the role he played in the Second War and of the false accusations leveled against him.

    They were worried they would have to be kind.

    They needn’t have. No one could have Hermione Granger teach them personally for a year and not improve in all aspects. His potions may not have been textbook perfection, he may not have fully transfigured his toad, but Hagrid had clearly worked hard to master his long dormant abilities.

    Rubeus Hagrid may not have followed the traditional path to wisdom.  But he had a new wand, the (sometimes grudging) respect of his peers, classes to teach and 6 OWLs.

    Including the highest score ever recorded on Care of Magical Creatures.

    (written and submitted by ppyajunebug; please excuse me, because I have something in my eye. Oh yes, it is my joyful tears. ppyajunebug has a way of bringing those out of me, you see. Their submissions tackle some of the saddest moments in canon, turning them around and making something beautiful out of them.)

    Another day, another fic :-)

    (Source: witchesofwalthamabbey.co.uk)

     
  2. 21:40 12th Oct 2013

    Notes: 4516

    Reblogged from leninmeringuepie

    Tags: holy shit

    poltergeist-at-the-disco:

    In my opinion Snape should be treated like the Apache Tracker of the Harry Potter fandom

    Yes he did something heroic for the cause, but we also need to remember that he was a major asshole 

    (Source: deadly-viper-assassination-squid)

     
  3. alwaysblind:

    MAYBE if u didn’t want ur son to EAT poeple u shouldnt have named him something that rhymes with cannibal u should have name him hegetarian or something

     
  4. 21:45 2nd Jun 2013

    Notes: 68151

    Reblogged from fuckyeahdiomedes

    Tags: sevenlemonHOLY SHIT

    pavlovs-schrodinger:

    people want the 12th doctor to be an actor of color

    people want the 12th doctor to be a woman

    people want the 12th doctor to have red hair

    i think we all know who the 12th doctor should be.

    image

    boy you got my hearts beatin, runnin away

    (Source: birdschoolforbirds)

     
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    Jenny just told me they want David Bowie as Hannibal’s uncle.
Jesus tittyfucking CHRIST.

    Jenny just told me they want David Bowie as Hannibal’s uncle.

    Jesus tittyfucking CHRIST.

     
  6. 19:08 4th May 2013

    Notes: 3381

    Reblogged from jirachi

    Tags: holy shit

    hobbitdragon:

    WOW WOW WOW YESSSSSSSSS

    (Source: hobbitkaiju)

     
  7. 21:55 8th Apr 2013

    Notes: 111

    Reblogged from fuckyeahdiomedes

    Tags: holy shit

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    randomnessofmind:

Triceracopter - if only evolution had worked out differently

    randomnessofmind:

    Triceracopter - if only evolution had worked out differently

     
  8. 02:46 13th Feb 2013

    Notes: 75082

    Reblogged from caitlinkittenface

    Tags: spaceastronomyholy shit

    ikenbot:

    Milky Way Shows 84 Million Stars in 9 Billion Pixels

    Side Note: The two images shown above are mere crop outs from ESA’s recent hit: The 9 Billion Pixel Image of 84 Million Stars. These two focus on the bright center of the image for the purpose of highlighting what a peak at 84,000,000 stars looks like.

    Astronomers at the European Southern Observatory’s Paranal Observatory in Chile have released a breathtaking new photograph showing the central area of our Milky Way galaxy. The photograph shows a whopping 84 million stars in an image measuring 108500×81500, which contains nearly 9 billion pixels.

    It’s actually a composite of thousands of individual photographs shot with the observatory’s VISTA survey telescope, the same camera that captured the amazing 55-hour exposure. Three different infrared filters were used to capture the different details present in the final image.

    The VISTA’s camera is sensitive to infrared light, which allows its vision to pierce through much of the space dust that blocks the view of ordinary optical telescope/camera systems.

    source

    (Source: kenobi-wan-obi)

     
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    joeyrichteriscuhryinginhere:

I saw this post on facebook and haven’t seen it here yet so I thought I’d post it so my followers could see this and be aware.

Hole Under Door Lock  Wednesday, I approached my truck from the passenger side to place my computer bag in the front passenger seat.  As I reached to open the door I noticed there was a hole right under my door handle. My first thought was, “someone has shot my truck !” I began to think about it and inspect it a little closer and the “light” slowly began to come on. I phoned my friend who owns a body shop and asked if he had any vehicles with damage to the doors that looked like a bullet hole. “Yes, I see it all the time. Thieves have a punch and place it right under the door handle, knock a hole through, reach in and unlock it, just as if they have a key. No alarms, broken glass, or anything.” I then placed a call to my insurance agent and explained it to him. I was puzzled that they left my GPS and all other belongings.  Here is where it gets scary ! “Oh no, he said, they want the break-in to be so subtle that you don’t even realize it. They look at your GPS to see where “home” is. Or check your address from Insurance and Registration in your glove box. Now, they know what you drive, go to your home, and if your vehicle isn’t there they assume you aren’t and break into your home.” He said they will even leave a purse or wallet and only take one or two credit cards. By the time you realize there has been a theft, they may have already had a couple of days or more to use them. (I didn’t realize my situation for two full days!) They even give you the courtesy of re-locking your doors for you. Periodically, walk around your car, especially after you park in a shopping center or other large parking area. Report thefts immediately….your bank w/missing check numbers, your credit card agencies, police, and insurance companies, etc.

This makes me want to run out and check my car now to see if I have holes in the door handle. Be careful. Thieves are finder better and more discreet ways to steal from you.

    joeyrichteriscuhryinginhere:

    I saw this post on facebook and haven’t seen it here yet so I thought I’d post it so my followers could see this and be aware.

    Hole Under Door Lock

    Wednesday, I approached my truck from the passenger side to place my computer bag in the front passenger seat.

    As I reached to open the door I noticed there was a hole right
    under my door handle.

    My first thought was, “someone has shot my truck !”

    I began to think about it and inspect it a little closer and
    the “light” slowly began to come on.

    I phoned my friend who owns a body shop and asked if he had any
    vehicles with damage to the doors that looked like a bullet hole.

    “Yes, I see it all the time. Thieves have a punch and place it
    right under the door handle, knock a hole through, reach in and
    unlock it, just as if they have a key. No alarms, broken glass,
    or anything.”

    I then placed a call to my insurance agent and explained it to
    him. I was puzzled that they left my GPS and all other belongings.

    Here is where it gets scary !

    “Oh no, he said, they want the break-in to be so subtle that you
    don’t even realize it. They look at your GPS to see where “home”
    is. Or check your address from Insurance and Registration in your glove box. Now, they know what you drive, go to your home, and if your
    vehicle isn’t there they assume you aren’t and break into your home.”

    He said they will even leave a purse or wallet and only take one
    or two credit cards. By the time you realize there has been a
    theft, they may have already had a couple of days or more to
    use them.

    (I didn’t realize my situation for two full days!)

    They even give you the courtesy of re-locking your doors for you.

    Periodically, walk around your car, especially after you park
    in a shopping center or other large parking area.

    Report thefts immediately….your bank w/missing check numbers,
    your credit card agencies, police, and insurance companies, etc.

    This makes me want to run out and check my car now to see if I have holes in the door handle. Be careful. Thieves are finder better and more discreet ways to steal from you.

     
  10. leupagus:

    captain-america-steve:

    ((I think everyone misses the fact that Peggy is running towards the grenade as well, Steve just gets there first. That’s why I love Peggy, that’s why Steve loves Peggy. They’re both unselfish and brave, and that’s what makes them great and great for each other.))

    … I MISSED THAT TOO