Keepin' it classy since '92
Life ain't nothing but a good groove.
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Photoset reblogged from This is not Seneca Crane's beard.
Because why the fuck not?
(I swear the Voldemort one was a request. The Tom Riddle one was just because I can.
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Photo reblogged from This is the beard, I'm always growin'
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Photoset reblogged from Potterish.com
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Chat reblogged from Rootless Tree
- Interviewer: If you could have played anyone else who would you have played?
- Tom: Hermione and Hagrid. Other than that, I just can’t see myself play anyone else.
- Interviewer: -laughing- Hermione? Why Hermione?
- Tom: Well I just thought I’d be a brilliant Hermione. I mean, I thought Emma was great but I think I would’ve brought something deeper. No I’m just kidding.
- Interviewer: But you would’ve had to kiss Ron Weasley at the end.
- Tom: Well that’s the reason I would want to! Rupert’s a dashing lad and I’ve been trying to get on him for years but no go.
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Photo reblogged from Stretch My Bones.
I would like to apologize to my fellow followers (and I don’t have many :D) for my random Harry Potter explosions on tumblr. I know I rarely post something on this but when I do, I go crazy on one subject.
So from today - July 15th (and maybe a little after that), I wouldn’t be surprised if I share anything about Harry Potter to you or how much I am in love with it and it’s magical world.
I can’t wait and I am dreading July 15th.(Source: queen-and-lionheart)
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Photo reblogged from Potterish.com
“The applause was deafening. Dozens upon dozens of people - each as inspirational and as a part of this era as the next - surrounded them, cheering, smiling through their tears.
Emma was the one to grab at their sleeves and pull them in. The golden trio, which had hugged so often in the past, was now locked in an embrace so loving and so desperate that suddenly all else seemed to melt away. They separated only ever so slightly to look at one another, to exchange within seconds all the words, love, and memories that ten years had made.
Dan was blinking rapidly. On his left, tilting her head up, Emma swallowed as her chin trembled. But it was Rupert who, with a distinct and seldom-used ferocity, told them, “Thank you,” before a single tear danced down his face.
The roar around them rose in their ears again as they all broke down, melting into one another, now weeping freely, feeling so much happiness and despair at once that it threatened to overtake them. When they finally pulled away, their hands remained tightly linked; they stood there, in a triangle, staring at one another and at all of the friends - the family - that continued to clap on every side.
Like phoenixes, they would have to embrace these ashes and rise from them once more. The prospect was both thrilling and terrifying.
But one thing was for sure.
In this instance, at the very heart of the flames, they knew deep inside - the magic would never end.”I cried watching the video that this clip belongs to. I will not deny it….I teared up.
