“No, Harry!" Hermione gasped in a petrified whisper; Ron, however, spoke to Black.
  ”If you want to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us too!” he said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke.
  Something flickered in Black’s shadowed eyes.
  ”Lie down,” he said quietly to Ron. “You will damage that leg even more.”
  ”Did you hear me?” Ron said weakly, though he was clinging painfully to Harry to stay upright. “You’ll have to kill all three of us!” —

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, or That One Time Fourteen Year Old Ron Weasley Stood On His Broken Leg To Tell A Convicted Murderer He Would Go Down Fighting For His Best Friend’s Life. (via ronweasley)

 #SOMETHING FLICKERED IN BLACK’S SHADOWED EYES #YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WAS?#THE KNOWLEDGE THAT SIRIUS WOULD HAVE SAID THE SAME FOR JAMES AND VICE VERSA #AND THAT HARRY HAD FOUND EQUALLY LOYAL FRIENDS AS HE HAD IN JAMES AND REMUS #I will fling myself from a cliff (via dearprongs)


happy 49th birthday joanne rowling! [31 july 1965]


She’s the face of this rebellion.


happy 34th birthday to harry james potter. even though he is a fictional character, he affected my life and million of others. i can’t imagine my  life without harry. thank you jk rowling, and happy birthday to you (july 31). born as the s e v e n t h month dies.


stilinskimess:

my hand slipped


the boy who lived


walkingdeaths:

These people are my family and if you hurt them in any way, I will kill you


Background Actors Who Have No Idea What They Are Doing

skyelentnight:

ungratefullittleshit:

The guy who has no idea how brooms work:image

This guy that is pretty sure he was just kicked:image

This guy who has no control over his arm movements:

image

My goal in the acting career: to make a fool of myself in the background


dad-rock-davos:

transhumanisticpanspermia:

rachellebutler:

Treble clefs by (L to R) Bach, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, Mendelssohn, Schumann, Brahms, Debussy, and Ravel.

Source

all musicians across all time periods: “fuck how does that thing go”

Beethoven didn’t even try


The pictures that you sent me they’re still living in my phone
I’ll admit I like to see them, I’ll admit I feel alone.


They were so deep in the doings of the Four Farthings that they did not notice the arrival of a man clad in dark green cloth. For many minutes he stood looking down at them with a smile. Suddenly Bilbo looked up. ‘Ah, there you are at last, Dúnadan!’ he cried. `Strider!’ said Frodo. `You seem to have a lot of names.’


bridmpreg:

why do i always assume everyone looks like their icon

im not kidding

if your icon was a goat

i would think that you are a goat