(via imgTumble)Look at the picture. Look closely, I think you’ll need about 10 seconds to see it. Just try. :)
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With each new first year sorted into Ravenclaw, the table erupts in cheers. The new students will either sit quietly at first and absorb their new environment or immediately burst into questions. Of course, the question and answer portion occurs in between sampling different food combinations that the older kids have figured out. They’ve had more years to experiment after all. “The ceiling, how—did you really just put pudding on that?”
The first years will likely find that the older students are more welcoming to answering questions than they thought. That’s probably because they were just like them once upon a time. Their answers, however, aren’t the most specific each time. Sometimes, they refer them to certain books or even ghosts to speak to because they think that nudging toward the path of discovery is more exciting than plain answers at the end of the road. They know that showing them the way will only open up more paths that they can take, allowing them to explore more freely.
The first years may, for a second, find it frustrating that they can’t just get straight answers, but later find the value in seeking it out themselves, i.e., actually putting together this and that as well as adding a few things they passed while getting the pudding (which they wouldn’t have if the older student just put some on his/her plate). The Grey Lady pays them a visit and walks alongside them up the moving staircases. First years find her incredibly helpful when they get lost. After all, her mother had something to do with the staircases, though not a great many people know that.
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There was nobody left to tell. Dumbledore had gone, Hagrid had gone, but he had always expected Professor McGonagall to be there, irascible and inflexible, perhaps, but always dependably, solidly present…
-Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix
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Something witty should be here.: fromthemargintothecenter reblogged you:…
fromthemargintothecenter reblogged you:fromthemargintothecenter replied to your post: My younger brotherLOL, does it look…I am so ready for this people do not even realize.
I keep having to unlike this post, to like it again. Because reasons.
I mean, I would’ve done what you did. And I wouldn’t make any efforts to reconnect unless you TRULY want it. No need to bring unreliable people back into your life.
Oh, I won’t make any efforts to reconnect. All up to her. The ball has been in her court for quite some time. But even if she does, my bitterness and general apathy towards her existence will show. But ya, I have no intention of making any efforts. Thanks FTMTTC :)
Why? Just why? Oh, gracious. Well, you always have me, I’m not a raving alcoholic…yet.
Lol. To spite my mother probably. It actually isn’t bad. I would just never do it that colour. Felt like using the “u”. And neither is my dad. But still, he could at least have consoled my mother in some sort. Instead of leaving the job to us children.
Something witty should be here.: fromthemargintothecenter reblogged you:…
fromthemargintothecenter reblogged you:fromthemargintothecenter replied to your post: My younger brotherLOL, does it look…
I am so ready for this people do not even realize.
i dont think you did anything wrong but i dont think you should shut her out if she tries to reconnect
Alright. That is what I kind of figured I would do. Thank you for the input. :)
i want to be a librarian so bad.
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fromthemargintothecenter reblogged you:fromthemargintothecenter replied to your post: My younger brotherLOL, does it look good, though?Umm. Not sure yet. It’s not a bright purple. Kind of like a deepish purple. I guess, not bad, just surprised. Lol.
P.S. I was…
*skips down to the PPPS*
it shall happen! and merriment shall be made!
HOW ARE YOU PUTTING GIFS ON LINKS!?!?! TEACH ME YOUR WAYS OH WISE ONE.
By the way, so down with eating the EN-TIRE time we are there. Plus, I will be of legal drinking age. ;)
It was Friday after my brother’s graduation. We all go on to the field yadda yadda. I’m walking to meet my family over by the tennis courts to take pictures. On the way there someone pokes my stomach and I look up and it’s my ex-best friend that decided to ignore me for three years. I look up, say hi, and keep walking.
Now I’m thinking I should have made some form of conscious effort to engage in conversation with her. But then there’s the other part of me that says it doesn’t matter since I did attempt to keep the friendship going. I believe she is back in town and if she hasn’t moved I still know where she lives. I don’t have her number, she doesn’t have a facebook.
Michael is asking about morality and ethics here. Opinions on my actions?