This line here is the reason I get so annoyed when people act like Peter wasn’t their friend, when they portray him to be this annoying little tag-along, like he wasn’t a proper marauder. 

Sirius would have died for Peter. 

It’s what makes Peter’s betrayal so damning, the fact that they all would have died for him. They would have died rather then betray their friend.

(via togetherithinkso)

Literally there’s NO POINT in peter’s storyline AT ALL if people pretend for a second that he wasn’t a marauder, or that the others didn’t love him as much as they did each other.

(via sweatersnervously)

❝ Then you should have died! Died, rather than betray your friends, as we would have done for you. ❞


My standards for boys:

  • tall
  • dark hair
  • stubble
  • cute smile
  • love horseback riding
  • unusually long life span
  • speak elvish
  • secretly be the heir to the throne of Gondor
  • Aragorn
  • be Aragorn
28 . 03 . 14 lotr    +43658

—- Micho Kaku, Theoretical Physicist (via madmaudlingoes)


I basically think of it as, like, the universe sang itself into existence.

(via saathi1013)ng theory

String Theory says that all the notes on a vibrating string correspond to a particle. That to an electron is actually a rubber band; a very tiny rubber band. but if you twang this rubber band and the rubber band vibrates at a different frequency, it turns into a quark. And you twang it again and it turns into a neutrino. So, how many musical notes are there? An infinite. How many musical notes are there on a string? An infinite number. And that may explain why we have so many subatomic particles. They are nothing but musical notes.

So, physics are nothing but the laws of harmonies on a string. Chemistry is nothing but the melodies you can play on vibrating strings. And the mind of God, the mind of God that Einstein worked on for the last 30 years of his life, the mind of God would be cosmic music. Cosmic music resonating through 11 dimensional hyperspace.


Matt Hitt for i-D Magazine


no but really

ravenclaws staying up till three in the morning reading and then going to class exhausted

ravenclaws debating philosophy over breakfast

muggleborn ravenclaws teaching their housemates the scientific method

ravenclaws asking uncomfortable questions

ravenclaws coming up with charms to make a book read to you, or better yet, to deposit their information directly into your brain, because they’re dyslexic or they hate to read

ravenclaws that lose themselves in fictional worlds

ravenclaws that eschew fiction because they’re wizards, what more fantasy could they want

ravenclaws testing the boundaries of their magic

ravenclaws finding loopholes in the system

ravenclaws being proved wrong and HATING IT—or even secretly loving it

ravenclaws willing to believe anything, because everyone’s reality is just versions of the truth

ravenclaws that are absolutely insufferable ever since they discovered oscar wilde

ravenclaws passing notes written in ridiculously complicated codes

give me all the ravenclaws, all the messy, neat, outspoken, quiet, brash, kind, innovative, creative, inquisitive, amazing ravenclaws

18 . 03 . 14 ffr    +17448


Harry Potter in his 3rd year finding the initials “JP” carved into his bedpost. Harry Potter wondering whose initials they could be but not investigating because he’s too tired. Harry Potter going about his day every day and not thinking about the carved initials again until Lupin offhandedly mentions, while packing up his stuff, he remembers one year, James brought up a knife from the kitchens and had all the Marauders carve their initials into their bedposts. Harry Potter just smiling and not letting on he was sleeping in one of those beds. Harry Potter later that night tracing his fingers into the carved wood before going to sleep and feeling slightly warmer than usual because here was a physical reminder that his dad had lived and breathed, that he wasn’t just a faint memory when Harry closed his eyes and thought really hard.

Harry Potter sleeping more soundly in his dorm that night than he ever had before.

4 . 03 . 14    +3064

Resources: Flash Fiction & Short Stories


4 . 03 . 14 ffr    +342


Sirius totally knowing Remus’ middle name is John but whenever he breaks out the full name he’ll throw in ridiculous middle names like

"Of COURSE he got a perfect score on the Charms exam, HE’S REMUS THADDEUS LUPIN"


Fuck, Remus Elizabeth Lupin—”


Do you ever stop and think about the fact that Remus had to arrange for Lily and James to be buried and any funeral arrangements because Peter betrayed them, Sirius was locked up, and Alice and Frank were insane. 


headcanon that both james and lily were super competitive

they’d invent all sorts of ridiculous bets that made everyone else groan but they loved it

they’d be writing out potions essays and james would watch lily scribbling away with a smile on his face bc she’s so cute when she’s concentrating and then he’d say ‘bet i can finish it faster than you’ and lily would immediately look up and go ‘bring it on potter’ and they’d both write furiously for 20 mins, shooting each other exaggerated glares every once in a while and trying very hard not to smile 

or lily would smugly say that she makes the best brownies in the world and james would immediately slam his fist down on the table and go ‘no fucking way’ and they’d sneak off into the kitchens in the middle of the night and have a baking competition 

or they would be snogging/shagging and both of them would constantly wrestle to be on top and it was a regular occurrence for them to fall off the bed because of this

basically they were both idiots who loved a challenge and they had so much fun together lskfhlkhf