This is hella late but idc. My best friend Michelle turned 22 today. We’ve been friends for almost ten years and I can honestly say I don’t know what I would do without her (or her sister and family) in my life. We met in 7th grade, started HS together, I took her and her sister to a concert, celebrated so many holidays, and graduation. It’s been 4 and 1/2 years since graduation and the fact that she’s managed to still put up with my crazy ass means a lot to me. I couldn’t be happier to have her in my life. And to think we met all because of a book she was reading. #whatanerd #butshesmynerd #shegetsmyshippyfeels #basicallyplatonicsoulmates #alsoyouhavenoideahowhardihadtosearchtofindsomeofthesephotos
523. There is always at least one muggleborn who, when they find out what the topic of their next Care of Magical Creatures class is, freaks out and excitedly runs around the castle chanting DRAGONS DRAGONS DRAGONS.
Even though Cecil has a smooth and wonderful speaking voice, his singing voice sounds the exact opposite. Because of this he never sings around others. Not even Carlos, or Dana. And especially not around Steve Carlsberg.
I wish there were three different words for ‘shipping’ so people would know when I mean “I think there is potential for a perfectly solid, healthy romantic relationship here”, when I mean “I think this could be a fascinating (if not entirely healthy, or even somewhat tragic) relationship dynamic”, and when I mean “KSJDFLSDJKKF!!! kjJEFSJ!!! PPPHPBLLBLGBLTLRTTT!”