There’s a special place in Heaven for people who put a link to the video of their gifs.
This is what i spent a whole class doing
"Were you surprised when Jo’s comments about the Ron/Hermione thing, like, it became this huge thing everywhere…"
In which Emma Watson says ALL THE THINGS we were saying when we first heard about the interview.
this post makes me so happy like look at that pup’s face
"I CHEWED ON A THING AND A BUNCH OF LOUD PEOPLE CAME AND PET MY HEAD!!!!! ISN’T THAT GREAT"
( x )
THERE IS VIDEO EVIDENCE.
THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
IT WAS NOT A GROUP HALLUCINATION.
WE CAN ALL DIE HAPPY HAPPY DEATHS.
He’s such a fucking dork
I love him
This is the Google trend for the search query “Quadratic formula”
It repeats in the same pattern every year. Down in summer, up in September, down again in December and up again in spring time before going down again in the summer.
And so it goes on forever.
nothing will fuck you up as much as the realization that there’s no real reason the alphabet needs to be in order
Hello yes will someone do me a favour and write a drabble about the Marauders based on this picture:
James harrumphed and turned to face out his bedroom window. “I don’t see what so great about these automobiles anyway. They’re loud and they smell like Bubotuber Pus.”
"Are you aware that sixteen is an entirely inappropriate age at which to become a curmudgeon?" Remus asked.
"This has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that Evans is dating a Muggle boy with a car," Sirius said, lounging on the bed with his eyes closed.
“No.” James folded his arms. “I mean, they can’t be that impressive.”
"They are," Peter said.
"Really, what is it besides a box that moves? I bet I could build one. You know, if I wanted to."
Sirius sat up in bed, grinning. “Are you willing to put Galleons on it?”
Remus nodded seriously. “A Marauder must treat his word like law.”
"That was your rule," Peter reminded James.
"Will you take us around town in your car?" Remus asked. "It would be much more convenient than walking."
"Er," said James. "That is."
"What?" Sirius said. "Reneging on your word, Prongs? You know the penalty for that."
"No. No, I can definitely do it. I mean, I became a bleeding Animagus at fifteen. I aced the Divination OWL despite losing my book the first week of term. How hard could it be to build a car?”
Remus considered James’s efforts. “An admirable prototype.”
"Prototype?" James asked.
"A trial version of the final product."
"Ah, no. No, this is it." James held an arm out proudly. "And Evans was so impressed with this French bloke because he has a car. Twenty minutes, it took me.”
"She’s probably more concerned with the fact that he’s French," Peter said, "than that he has a car."
"Nonsense, Evans has taste. It’s entirely the car."
"Did you forget the wheels?" Sirius asked. "I’m fairly confident you’re missing some of the basic components of the things that comprise a car."
James shook his head. “Per my definition, it’s a box that moves. Wheels are extraneous. Wasteful, really, when we’ve got legs.”
"I did promise you a ride around town."
Peter blinked. “In that?”
"You wanted a ride." James’s mouth curved into a sly grin. "I provided the car. Or are you reneging on your word?"
Remus looked at Sirius helplessly. “I suppose not. Unless we want to—”
"No." Sirius grimaced. "We asked for a ride."
"Better the ride than…that," Peter said.
"And I built the car. So," James said, picking up the box, "where did you want to go first?"
I found this in my freezer. My roommate said he’s saving him until he needs to save the world.
All the time
“MUUUUUUM!” howled Dudley, “He’s doing you know what!
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