james-prongsie-potter:

The time that James died his hair blonde one day, on a bet, to prove that he and Marlene coud totally pass as siblings.

Taken by a laughing Sirius, who most vehemently disagreed.

amycus-can-slyther-in:

“So how was it?”

“I don’t even want to talk about it.”

“Was it really that bad?”

“I should’ve skived out like I wanted to. Damn that charitable nature of mine.”

“Is that what you’re calling it now - charity?”

 

“That’s what I’m calling it.”

Amycus and Gilderoy, discussing a date that Amycus went on in and did not enjoy, both knowing that Amycus hated the girl to begin with, and Gilderoy rather fancied her.

blondedaughterofblack:

Narcissa Black after a few shots of fire whiskey in the common room, circa 1976.

Septima Vector, enjoying her holiday. Taken by Alecto Carrow, 1977. 

“Septima, what the fuck are you doing?”

“I just… it’s so nice to be somewhere else, isn’t it, Alecto? Why not enjoy it.”

I mean assuming they go on the trip with Amy.

littlemissmacdonald:

“Can we keep it?”
“I don’t think we should..”
“Mum’ll never know!”
“It’s your funeral, Mare”

Mary Macdonald keeping a stray, convincing her brothers not to tell. Circa 1975