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why not both
headcanon: ron picks one of harry’s previous year books by accident and he sees the initials GW surrounded by heart doodles all over it. the weasleys discreetly try to figure out wether he has a crush on Ginny or George
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Time to rate some ships
Hinny (Harry x ginny): super cute but feels a bit too perfect in cannon 8.5/10
Harmony (Harry x hermione): too much like brother and sister but cute as like a school boy/girl crush 4/10
Drarry (Draco x harry): there are multiple reasons why i hate this but in short this would be toxic as hell -45/10
Lunarry (Luna x Harry): literally perfect they would complement their personality’s very well 100/10
Ronomine (Ron x hermione): ron was a massive dick to hermione which i hate but they are cute together (i am also a sucker for friends to lovers) 8/10
Rarry (Ron x Harry): i love friends to lovers (seen above) it would’ve been amazing 10/10
Linny (Luna x Ginny): A lovely ship but i haven’t read much fanfic on it 9.5/10
Hedric (Harry x Cedric): seems cute but i also love angst and this would fulfill my love for angst so 8/10
Deanmus (Dean x Seamus): i love this ship and it also as a bit of cannon back up for this 9.6/10
Chedirc??? (Cho x Cedric): i love angst as i have said before 7.5/10
Charry (Cho x Harry): They were both still grieving and harry couldn’t help her and it would’ve been a mess 2/10
Pansimoine (Pansy x Hermione): literally the same as drarry but lesbian -100/10
Drinniy (Draco x Ginny) if you genuinely ship this please go to therapy (respectfuly) -100/10
Nuna (Nevile x Luna) i love the two nerds in love it is the best 10/10
Ninny (Nevile x ginny) it gives Nuna but with a louder luna 9.5/10
Bleur (Ben x Fleur) I hate molly so much for trying to sink this ship, Fleur is an absolute icon 10/10
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Ginny: you often use humor to deflect your trauma
Harry: thank you
Ginny that wasn’t a complement
Harry: what im hearing is that you think im funny
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happy bday harry :)
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Although the glasses were only around a foot away, there was something immensely satisfying about seeing them zoom towards him, at least until they poked him in the eye.
HP 7, ch: The Will of Albus Dumbledore
Happy Birthday, m’boy!
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Harry: two years ago i married my best friend
Harry: Hermione and Ginny are still mad about it but Ron and i were drunk and thought it was funny
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Harry: can i go in the box?
Professor McGonagall: Alright I got a box. We're gonna put everything we hate in the box.
Ron: Can I put the Dursleys in the box?
Professor McGonagall: No.
Hermione: Can I put the Dursleys in the box?
Professor McGonagall: No.
Ginny: Can I put the Dursleys in the box?
Professor McGonagall: Wth-NO!
Neville: Can I put the Dursleys in the box?
Professor McGonagall: NO!
Luna: Can I-
Professor McGonagall: No one’s putting the Dursleys in the box!
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me and the ships that i hate (respectfully)
1. Drarry: there are many reasons why i don’t ship this but that’s for another time
2. Dramione: the straight version of drarry
3. pansymione: the lesbian version of drarry
4. Dumbledore x anyone rly: it’s just weird
5. snilly: another one i would need a separate post to explain
6. teacher x student: i shouldn’t have to explain this one
7. harmony: i don’t have anything really against it but it’s weird bc they’re basically siblings
8. fred x george: shouldn’t have to explain this one either bc this is insest
9. luna x draco: they are literally cousins
10. sibling x sibling: incest
11: adult x child: no explanation necessary
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i am taking this ship with me to the grave
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{ lunarry } ~married life au~< after finally achieving peace by slaying the dark lord, voldemort, harry found himself feeling lost and unsure of what to do next…until he discovered himself and happiness once again in the arms of luna lovegood. through falling in love with her and taking some much needed time off, he realized his job as an auror didn’t suit him any longer and sent in a job application to work at hogwarts as their defense against the dark arts professor. they graciously accepted his application. it’s during this time where harry proposes to luna and the two marry on a beach not far from luna’s house. they settle into a pleasant daily routine: harry goes off to work at hogwarts while luna continues to document every magical creature she can find in her logs. their dinner time conversations are always lively affairs as harry talks warmly of all his students, feeling fulfilled in teaching the next generation of wizards and witches how to protect themselves from people like voldemort. and luna, with all of her vibrancy, shows off her daily research to harry, smile beaming like a crescent moon. it’s the best life they ever could’ve imagined for themselves…and made even better by luna announcing to harry that she’s pregnant with their first child. 
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harry potter was such a fuckin jock tbh star player of sports ball hated history of magic (which would’ve been fascinating) just likes shooting his magic-gun  such a bro tbh
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By Hogwarts lake under a tree**
Ginny: *holding somthing behind her back* hey harry can i ask u somthing?
Harry: what is it?
Ginny: *glances at ron* can i ask you alone
Ron: uh uh, if Harry gets to hear this than so can i
Ginny: are you sure?
Ron: yeah, if my best mate can hear this than i can too!
Ginny *smirking*: ok
*holds up two lingeries, one green, one black*
Ginny: what one would be sexier for your best mate to rail me in?
Ron:
Harry: green
Ron: *just fukin evaporates*
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this is pretty much it
A summary of harry potter and the cursed child
Harry: u ready to go to school??
Albus: but what if im put in slytherin
*later*
Albus: *is put in slytherin* OH FOR FU-
Scorpius: omggg heyyyy bestieee
*a few years later*
Myrtle: oh yeah so cedric died right in front of him-
Albus damn that sucks...do you reckon we should steal a time turner and go back in time to stop cedric from dying so at least one less person had to die right in front of my dad
Scorpius: ...i mean what could go wrong
*steal time turner*
*go back in time*
Albus: ok lets make sure cedric isnt unalived
*later*
Albus WAHOOOOOO nailed it!
Cedric: *is a death eater*
Scorpius: ...im guessing this wasnt part of the plan
*later*
Harry: but why would he-
Ginny: he's litterally a mini you of course he would go running into danger without thinking if he thought it was the right thing to do
Harry: ...i feel called out
*later*
Harry and draco: *arguing*
Ginny: i leave for 5 minutes and this is what i come back to *face palms*
*later*
Albus: lets try this again shall we
*go back in time*
Snape: omggg heyyy bestiessss
Albus: oh look its my stupid name sake
*later*
Dementors: aaaaoooofjfdjshfjg
Albus: OH FOR FU-
Umbridge: ayo
Albus: OH THIS IS JUST PERFECT
Scorpius: THIS DEFINITELY WENT WRONG
*later*
Albus and scorpius: *travel back to usual time*
Harry, ginny, draco and minnie mcgee: ayo
Albus and scorpius: ...dammit
*insert arguing here*
Minnie mcgee: i swear im the only sane person here
*later*
Scorpius: destroying the time turner time woooo
Delphi: lol no crucio
*go back in time*
Albus: omggg its halloween...OMG ITS 1981 NOOOOO
Scorpius: ...ooohhhh
*later*
Hermione: so who's gonna dress up as tommy boy
Albus: ME!
Ron: NO I WANT TO DO IT
Draco: Um hello?? Former deatheater over here
Hermione: well im the minister of magic so-
Scorpius: anyone wanna flip a coin??
Ginny: your all mad! I was possessed by him so I automatically get first dibs
Harry: ...guys im literally harry potter
*later*
Harry: damn having no nose is so wierd
Delphi: ayo
Harry: lol bye
*later*
Jily: *is murdered*
Harry: ...
*later*
Albus: *wakes up* wow that was a funky dream...imma turn it into a play
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who gave u the the right to rip my heart out of my chest
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Lily never really knew how this came to be. How could she? After all this time, after being able of doing nothing to protect her little boy (to keep him out of that bloody cupboard) he was there. He was there, right in front of her. He was smiling at Sirius, looking at Remus, talking to James. He was crying with her. He was there. Harry was there. And he was going to die.
But she knew, she knew that this was more than enough for her. He could make it, no matter what everyone else (including himself) thought. So she was smiling and looking at her child.
He was there, and he was alive.
He was there, and he would survive.
He was there, smiling her back.
He was there, never wanting to leave.
He was there, ready to die.
He was there, and he was loved.
Loved in so many ways it was overwhelming. He was loved, and she was at peace.
Lily was happy because her son was loved in Endless Ways.
So she smiled and talked to him.
Based in the lyrics and feelings of Endless Ways, a song by the band Anathema.
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Harry: did it hurt?
Ginny: did what hurt?
Harry: when u fell from heaven
Ginny: no i actually rose from hell
Harry:
Harry: *smirking* that explains why you are so fucking hot
Ginny: *is literally speechless*
cut to Hermione holding back Ron
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Imagine Harry and Ginny a few months into their marriage and they’re so happy and in love and then one day they go shopping for food and household items and Harry just casually grabs certain items before Ginny hisses at him to “Check the prices, Harry, God! That bed set is far too expensive, we’re not going to have anything left to get the food with!” And Harry starts to laugh and say “We don’t have to worry about -” and then he stops and he and Ginny look at each other. And Harry realizes that she’s grown up having to measure out all her money and decide what she can and cannot have for a certain week or month or year. And Ginny realizes that she is actually no longer obligated to worry about money ever again. 
Imagine Harry and Ginny eating dinner together and Ginny’s telling him about certain meals her mum made and teasing him about how he wolfs everything down and “Honestly Harry, you’re worse than Ron!” and Harry retorts laughingly “well old habits die hard, I had to fight Dudley for meals all the time, you at least knew you were going to eat every day!” And Ginny’s grin starts to fade and she asks “You…you didn’t get to eat everyday?” And Harry realizes what he said and he changes the subject quickly and Ginny looks at the plates in front of him and resists the urge to pile on some more potatoes. And the next day Vernon Dursley’s car is egged. 
Imagine Harry and Ginny both suffering from night terrors and PTSD and agreeing that maybe going to that therapist Hermione recommended isn’t such a bad idea, and that’s how Thursday night became Therapy Night when they go out to dinner or to the pub after each session and agree that  they need to talk to some Healers about introducing these sessions since therapy is still widely seen as muggle nonsense in the wizarding world.
And Ginny murmurs over her fire whiskey that sometimes she can still hear Tom Riddle murmuring in her ear, and Harry whispers that he dreams about running after his mother and father and Sirius and Remus as they disappear behind the Veil in the Department of Mysteries and he doesn’t know if he wakes from terror or regret about not making it through. And they go back home and hold each other closer that night and both wake up with raging hangovers. 
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Healing
There’s nothing better for the soul than a good Harry & Ginny post-battle one shot. Inspired by this post​!
“And then she came back to the room all flushed, and when I asked her where she’d been she just said ‘oh, nowhere,’ in her lying voice, because you know she always talks about an octave above her natural speaking voice when she lies. Also, I knew she was lying because she had these little twigs caught in her hair on the back of her head.” Ginny grinned mischievously. “So of course, the next time she told me she was off to do laundry, I asked her if she would throw some of my stuff in her load too, but obviously she won’t because ‘laundry’ has become code for ‘I’m going to go defile your brother in your beloved childhood treehouse.’” 
Harry tried very hard to listen to the animated story Ginny had been telling him for the past five minutes, but found it very difficult to focus. Her long fiery hair was blowing gently in the breeze that swept through The Burrow’s back garden. The skin on her nose that had burned so easily a few days ago had healed, and brand new freckles bloomed across her cheeks like spring crocuses. She laughed as she spoke, smile wide and her hands gesticulating wildly. Harry was quite sure in that moment that he was happier to be alive than he had been in his whole life. 
“Harry? You aren’t laughing at my hilarious story.”
“Oh, sorry,” Harry forced himself out of his daydream, flushing slightly at being called out. “So, what did Hermione say to that?”
Ginny shook her head, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Forget it, you weren’t even listening. I guess I’m too breathtaking for my own good.” 
At her words, Harry leapt towards her, grabbing her around the waist and rolling the two of them so that they fell backwards in the grass, a mess of arms and legs. “You can say that again,” he growled before kissing her fiercely. 
Ginny laughed against his lips. “How long have you been wanting to do that?”
“A whole year,” Harry said truthfully. He’d thought of kissing Ginny so many times in the last year that it felt simply impossible to be lying here in the tall grass with her, spectacularly alone and uninterrupted. 
They kissed silently for a few minutes, her hands in his hair and his hands on her waist. They knew better than to explore each other any further while they were so close to the house, where any one of their extended family members could spot them. But Harry found that he didn’t care much if anyone saw him kissing Ginny, he just knew that he never wanted this feeling to stop.
“Mmm,” Ginny hummed, slowing her kisses down until they stopped completely, “I’m going to miss this.” 
Harry stilled. He thought he knew what this might be about. Ginny was looking at him with one of her hard, blazing looks, and he knew that they were about to have the talk. 
Harry sighed and lay back in the grass, pulling Ginny so that her head lay on his chest, his hand playing with her hair. He put a hand over his eyes to shield them from the July sun. “I hadn’t even thought about it, but of course you’re going back.” 
He felt grimace against his chest. “Well, I’ve got things to do, you see. Got to make sure I can secure my place as best quidditch captain Gryffindor’s ever seen.”
“Oh? And what makes you think you’ll be better than the last one?”
“I won’t manage to get knocked out or banned from any games.” 
“Fair enough.” It was true, Harry thought, he hadn’t set a shining example during his time as Gryffindor quidditch captain. “What else do you want next year?” 
Ginny considered his question. “I want enough NEWTS so that I can play professional quidditch but get a sensible job when I retire. I want to keep the DA going, and I want to go down to Hagrid’s for tea more often. But most of all,” she rolled against him until she was laying on his chest, her hand caressing his face, “I want to see you as much as humanly possible.”
Harry forced himself to smile at her words. “That sounds like a plan to me.” 
Ginny looked at him sadly. She kissed him lightly on the lips then settled herself back into the crook of his side. “What about you?” she asked, “what do you want next year?”
Harry thought hard. What did he want to do this year? He certainly didn’t fancy the idea of going to work for the Aurors right away. “I want to go on vacation.” he declared.
Ginny snorted. He looked down at the top of her head, bemused. “Think my dreams are funny, do you?”
“No, not at all,” she said, but her shoulders were shaking slightly with repressed laughter, “why on earth would you need a vacation Harry? Feeling stressed lately, are we?” 
They both laughed then, loud, ugly laughing that filled the whole garden. They laughed for longer than the joke was funny, but laughing was a reason to hold each other, to delight in each other’s company while they could. 
Harry wiped his eyes. “Well? What do you think I should do this year then?” 
Ginny considered him. “I think you should take that vacation, but I think you should go alone. You need to do something where the only person you have to worry about is yourself. You’ve earned it.”
Harry put his hand on her head and pulled her towards him, his lips brushing against her forehead. “Fair enough. You know, Ginny, I’m not disappointed or anything that you’re going back. I always knew you would. I just… never had this before and I never want it to end.” 
Ginny propped herself up on her elbow and looked at him through the strands of hair that fell in her face. “Never wanted what to end?”
Harry was silent. He wasn’t sure he could put what he was feeling into words. 
“I suppose, when I’m with you, I just feel loved. Not that-” he said quickly, suddenly horrified, “I’m saying I, well, you know, I just love being with you! I mean, I do- the other thing- god, I’m mucking this up, aren’t I? What I meant was-” but Ginny silenced him by kissing him hard. Harry wondered how Ginny was able to fill her kisses with all the things he could not find the words to say. 
When they broke apart, Ginny smiled sweetly at him. “I feel the same way, Harry.”
“Oh…well, good,” Harry breathed, feeling slightly winded. 
They sat in silence for a few moments as they caught their breath. Finally, Harry sat up and crossed his arms against his chest. “I just… I can’t believe you’re leaving me, Ginny.” 
Ginny sat up, confusion flashing across her face. “But I thought you just said-” 
“I cannot believe you’re leaving me alone with Ron,” Harry whined, “God, Gin, do you know how absolutely insufferable he’s going to be? He talks of nothing but Hermione on a good day, just imagine him after he’s gone a week without seeing her, or worse still a month? I’m just not sure if I can forgive this betrayal.” 
Ginny threw her head back and laughed. “Oh come on, he won’t be so bad.” 
Harry shot her an incredulous look. “Not that bad? Do you know what he told me the other day? He told me that he sprayed some of her perfume on his pillow so that when she stays at her parents’ for the night he can still smell her! How am I supposed to live with that all bloody year while you two are off at Hogwarts?”
“You think she’s any better?” demanded Ginny, “The other day she wore his Cannons t-shirt! Around my bedroom! When she knows full well that I’m going out for the harpies when I finish school!” 
They continued to argue, laugh, and lounge together until the sun sank low into the sky. Soon they heard Mrs. Weasley call them in for dinner, and Harry stood to help Ginny to her feet. Ginny instead stood up on her own, then proceeded to try and push Harry to the ground, laughing. As they walked back to the house hand-in-hand, Harry knew that not even a term apart could undo the healing that a summer with Ginny had brought him. 
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Okay another AU but what if Harry never accidentally called the Knight Bus in Prisoner of Azkaban?? Wouldn’t Sirius be concerned that Harry was like wandering alone at night with all his stuff?? I think Sirius would come out of the shadows and really freak the hell out of Harry more than he did as a dog
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yo this is actually rly cute good job
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Please forgive the mistakes, this is my first attempt at making a digital fanart of Harry Potter without a stylus. 😅😅
Please be respectful in the comments, this is my first time, I know it might suck 😪❤
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