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Oct. 31st, 2017
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Rami Kadi Fall-Winter 2016-2017 Capsule Collection: Le Bal Enchanté
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omgpurplefattie:
inkxlenses:
Rami Kadi Fall-Winter 2016-2017 Capsule Collection: Le Bal Enchanté
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markwing-davey:
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mckitterick:
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Timeless (2016) S1E012 - The Murder of Jesse JamesÂ
Bass Reeves, protrayed by Colman Domingo.
Rufus Carlin, protrayed by Malcolm Barrett.
Watch it  here , get Bass Reeves: Tales of the Talented TenthÂ
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Itâs true!
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Bass Reeves was so dedicated to the law, he even arrested his own son Bennie for the murder of his wife. Bennie was sentenced to life in prison. With over 3000 arrests, 14 kills, went his entire 32 year career in law enforcement without being shot once.
He was assigned to bring in the notorious female outlaw Belle Starr. Once she got wind who was after her she turned herself into the federal court.
Reeves was one of a few Marshalls who would venture into Indian territory *oklahoma*. After the age of 67 he retired in 1907. He enjoyed his short lived retirement as a police officer in Muskogee Oklahoma, his assigned beat had 0 crime reported until he died at the age of 71 of Brightâs disease.
He was one of the true gun slingers of the west.
I would expect nothing less from a man with such a magnificent mustache
I love the story of Bass Reeves!
One of his famous tactics was, if he was captured or in danger by a criminal he was hunting down, he would ask them to read a letter from his wife before they killed him. He used their distraction to free himself and get the upper hand.
He was also a freed slave. George Reeves, his owner and reason for his surname, took Bass with him to fight in the Civil War. However, George became violently angry after Bass beat him at a card game, and Bass was forced to fight him (or kill, on some accounts) in self defense.
After running away and entering Native American territory, Bass learned how to speak the languages of the âFive Civilized Tribesâ (Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Muskogee, Seminole). This part of his life is where he mastered marksmanship. He got married and had a family after the Emancipation Proclamation was declared, and then later became a Marshal, going on the adventures listed above (and many more⊠Another famous criminal that Bass captured was Bob Dozier.)
He was the very first black US Marshal. May we never forget him, as history would suffer to lose such an outstanding figure.
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markwing-davey:
an-alarming-number-of-bees:
bertmacklin-atf:
mckitterick:
superheroesincolor:
Timeless (2016) S1E012 - The Murder of Jesse JamesÂ
Bass Reeves, protrayed by Colman Domingo.
Rufus Carlin, protrayed by Malcolm Barrett.
Watch it  here , get Bass Reeves: Tales of the Talented TenthÂ
here
[Follow SuperheroesInColor faceb / instag / twitter / tumblr / pinterest]
Itâs true!
Source: X
Bass Reeves was so dedicated to the law, he even arrested his own son Bennie for the murder of his wife. Bennie was sentenced to life in prison. With over 3000 arrests, 14 kills, went his entire 32 year career in law enforcement without being shot once.
He was assigned to bring in the notorious female outlaw Belle Starr. Once she got wind who was after her she turned herself into the federal court.
Reeves was one of a few Marshalls who would venture into Indian territory *oklahoma*. After the age of 67 he retired in 1907. He enjoyed his short lived retirement as a police officer in Muskogee Oklahoma, his assigned beat had 0 crime reported until he died at the age of 71 of Brightâs disease.
He was one of the true gun slingers of the west.
I would expect nothing less from a man with such a magnificent mustache
I love the story of Bass Reeves!
One of his famous tactics was, if he was captured or in danger by a criminal he was hunting down, he would ask them to read a letter from his wife before they killed him. He used their distraction to free himself and get the upper hand.
He was also a freed slave. George Reeves, his owner and reason for his surname, took Bass with him to fight in the Civil War. However, George became violently angry after Bass beat him at a card game, and Bass was forced to fight him (or kill, on some accounts) in self defense.
After running away and entering Native American territory, Bass learned how to speak the languages of the âFive Civilized Tribesâ (Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Muskogee, Seminole). This part of his life is where he mastered marksmanship. He got married and had a family after the Emancipation Proclamation was declared, and then later became a Marshal, going on the adventures listed above (and many more⊠Another famous criminal that Bass captured was Bob Dozier.)
He was the very first black US Marshal. May we never forget him, as history would suffer to lose such an outstanding figure.
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violetimpudence:
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vastderp:
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A good thread on whether âqueerâ is a slur and if it should be used or not.
This right here
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vastderp:
fairytale-villain:
A good thread on whether âqueerâ is a slur and if it should be used or not.
This right here
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easylibrarian:
tinylilremus:
No but can you just imagine Mrs Weasley getting to the magical afterlife one day and the first thing she sees is a girl with red hair sprinting towards her.
For a fleeting moment she thinks itâs Ginny, but as the girl comes closer she recognises the kind smile and the emerald eyes that are shining with tears. Itâs Lily Potter.
Lily pulls Mrs Weasley into a tight hug and can only whisper three words before dissolving into tears.
âThank you, Molly.â
Molly, ever the nurturer, holds Lily for awhile, but itâs easy to tell that sheâs antsy. As soon as it wonât be rude to do so, she pulls away from Lily and says, her voice cracking, âWhere is he? Whereâs my boy? I promised George Iâd pass something along.â
Before Lily can reply, a boom sounds, and Molly smiles through tears as the laughter of three young men reach her ears. âOh, good. Gideon and Fabian have found him.â She laughs lightly and wipes her eyes on the corner of her apron. âHas Remus run himself ragged u here trying to keep them all in line?â
Lily, her cheeks still shining though her grin is broad. âTonks has had quite the effect on him. Heâs been feeding Fred ideas when he thinks no oneâs paying attention. It keeps James and Sirius on their toes,â she giggles.
âTell me there are howlers here,â Molly laughs as she hooks her arm through Lilyâs and points them in the direction of the ruckus. âIâll set them straight before you can say hippogriff.â
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easylibrarian:
tinylilremus:
No but can you just imagine Mrs Weasley getting to the magical afterlife one day and the first thing she sees is a girl with red hair sprinting towards her.
For a fleeting moment she thinks itâs Ginny, but as the girl comes closer she recognises the kind smile and the emerald eyes that are shining with tears. Itâs Lily Potter.
Lily pulls Mrs Weasley into a tight hug and can only whisper three words before dissolving into tears.
âThank you, Molly.â
Molly, ever the nurturer, holds Lily for awhile, but itâs easy to tell that sheâs antsy. As soon as it wonât be rude to do so, she pulls away from Lily and says, her voice cracking, âWhere is he? Whereâs my boy? I promised George Iâd pass something along.â
Before Lily can reply, a boom sounds, and Molly smiles through tears as the laughter of three young men reach her ears. âOh, good. Gideon and Fabian have found him.â She laughs lightly and wipes her eyes on the corner of her apron. âHas Remus run himself ragged u here trying to keep them all in line?â
Lily, her cheeks still shining though her grin is broad. âTonks has had quite the effect on him. Heâs been feeding Fred ideas when he thinks no oneâs paying attention. It keeps James and Sirius on their toes,â she giggles.
âTell me there are howlers here,â Molly laughs as she hooks her arm through Lilyâs and points them in the direction of the ruckus. âIâll set them straight before you can say hippogriff.â
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munarlothhp:
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violsva:
In my head, somewhere, thereâs this muggleborn Ravenclaw at Hogwarts, who loves history. And sheâs so excited about History of Magic, she reads all the books she can find, she looks for how it fits in with muggle historyâŠ
And then she gets to Hogwarts and realizes that wizards donât care about history. At all. Class is taught by a ghost who doesnât care about anything modern and seems surprised when he realizes students actually exist, no one cares if they fall asleep in class, everyone has been assigned the same essay topics every year for the last five hundred years. Itâs all about rebellions and wars and treaties, and thereâs no social history at all.
And her first couple years she just deals with it, because, hey, new fascinating world sheâs learning all about, she can deal with one poorly taught class.
But what made me think about this was the title of Harryâs essay in third year. âWitch-Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless - discuss.â Because look at that from the point of view of someone who knows something about the motives behind witch-hunts.
So thatâs when she loses it and spends the whole summer researching and writing an essay on the historical effects of magical existence on muggles. How wizards let people scapegoat other muggles and especially women for things muggles wouldnât believe in if there werenât real wizards everywhere. How pureblood wizards were happy to screw up the lives of the muggles living near them and then avoided all consequences because hey, they had Flame-Freezing Charms if the worst happened, what did they care if someone else was caught and died horribly instead of them. How even today muggles were falsely diagnosed with mental illnesses because wizards werenât careful enough with their Disillusionment Charms, or because wizards thought Memory Charms were the solution to everything no matter how they affected the victim.
And she hands it in at the start of the year and a week later she gets summoned to the Headmistressâs office.
And Professor McGonagall smiles at her and says âThis is a bit unusual, but would you be interested in a TA position?â
Head canon accepted. Â
This is perfect.Â
OH MY GOD I HAVE A RIDICULOUSLY SIMILAR HEADCANON THAT HAS BEEN BOUNCING AROUND THE NEXTGEN CHARACTERS IN MY HEAD FOR I KID YOU NOT YEARS I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW
I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS BUT I CANâT FLESH THEM OUT UNTIL AFTER MY EXAM TOMORROW
I had a next gen-ish oc who was basically this. She was the muggle studies teacher and she had A Lot Of Feelings about how wizards have fucked over muggles throughout history.Â
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munarlothhp:
story-repository:
gothiccharmschool:
lovingmyselfishard:
violsva:
In my head, somewhere, thereâs this muggleborn Ravenclaw at Hogwarts, who loves history. And sheâs so excited about History of Magic, she reads all the books she can find, she looks for how it fits in with muggle historyâŠ
And then she gets to Hogwarts and realizes that wizards donât care about history. At all. Class is taught by a ghost who doesnât care about anything modern and seems surprised when he realizes students actually exist, no one cares if they fall asleep in class, everyone has been assigned the same essay topics every year for the last five hundred years. Itâs all about rebellions and wars and treaties, and thereâs no social history at all.
And her first couple years she just deals with it, because, hey, new fascinating world sheâs learning all about, she can deal with one poorly taught class.
But what made me think about this was the title of Harryâs essay in third year. âWitch-Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless - discuss.â Because look at that from the point of view of someone who knows something about the motives behind witch-hunts.
So thatâs when she loses it and spends the whole summer researching and writing an essay on the historical effects of magical existence on muggles. How wizards let people scapegoat other muggles and especially women for things muggles wouldnât believe in if there werenât real wizards everywhere. How pureblood wizards were happy to screw up the lives of the muggles living near them and then avoided all consequences because hey, they had Flame-Freezing Charms if the worst happened, what did they care if someone else was caught and died horribly instead of them. How even today muggles were falsely diagnosed with mental illnesses because wizards werenât careful enough with their Disillusionment Charms, or because wizards thought Memory Charms were the solution to everything no matter how they affected the victim.
And she hands it in at the start of the year and a week later she gets summoned to the Headmistressâs office.
And Professor McGonagall smiles at her and says âThis is a bit unusual, but would you be interested in a TA position?â
Head canon accepted. Â
This is perfect.Â
OH MY GOD I HAVE A RIDICULOUSLY SIMILAR HEADCANON THAT HAS BEEN BOUNCING AROUND THE NEXTGEN CHARACTERS IN MY HEAD FOR I KID YOU NOT YEARS I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW
I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THIS BUT I CANâT FLESH THEM OUT UNTIL AFTER MY EXAM TOMORROW
I had a next gen-ish oc who was basically this. She was the muggle studies teacher and she had A Lot Of Feelings about how wizards have fucked over muggles throughout history.Â
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About the Houses
Oct. 31st, 2017 08:54 pmvia http://ift.tt/2zXdNh0:
andrea-way:
Hufflepuff is tea and sweaters.
Hufflepuff is punching someone in the face because they need to shut up, calm down, or get the sense knocked into them.
Hufflepuff is spring, seeing winter melting away and basking in the sunlight.
Hufflepuff is singing loudly to Journey and Queen.
Hufflepuff is having the messiest room and yet knowing exactly where to find everything.
Hufflepuff is âthereâs no such thing as too much chocolateâ.
Hufflepuff is one too many glasses of champagne so the world feels like sunshine.
Hufflepuff is honestly not giving a damn what anyone else thinks.
Hufflepuff is prank wars that spiral out of control.
Hufflepuff is getting shit done while everyone else argues.
Hufflepuff is refusing to fit into the mold, which results in hufflepunks.
Hufflepuff is staying up till three am to talk someone out of depression, out of suicide, out of something stupid, convincing them how amazing and how loved they are.
Hufflepuff is loyalty, is true friendship, not the plastic My Little Pony stuff but the true friendship.
Hufflepuff is the first ones to get Netflix running at Hogwarts, despite magical interference.Hufflepuff is loneliness, is the intense desire for friendship.
Hufflepuff is having to deal with derision and scorn.
Hufflepuff is loyalty placed in the wrong ideal, loving the wrong person.
Hufflepuff is drowning in emotions that bring panic attacks.
Ravenclaw is winter peace and blizzards.
Ravenclaw is the beauty of white snow against evergreens and a baby blue sky.
Ravenclaw is the sharpness and cutting edge of a cold breeze, the glint of a metal blade.
Ravenclaw is the silence of a library, lost completely in a world of ink and screens and words.
Ravenclaw is a glass of wine and an old friend.
Ravenclaw is martial arts and street smart.
Ravenclaw is always asking why.
Ravenclaw is pages filled with writing and doodles and diagrams.
Ravenclaw is telling dirty jokes in code so no one can tell why youâre laughing so hard you canât breathe, and the teacher canât read the notes you were passing in class.
Ravenclaw is failing a class because you couldnât be bothered to read or do homework, it was too boring and you had other things.
Ravenclaw is challenging the status-quo and saying âthereâs always another optionâ.
Ravenclaw is citrus and a stash of junk food that you always seem to eat right away.
Ravenclaw is learning a new language because you want to.
Ravenclaw is an innocent face that can hide the dirtiest mind.
Ravenclaw is a pile of books that youâll read - you will, you promise - one day.
Ravenclaw is looking up and saying âhell, when did it get to be three thirty AMâ, and you have classes in five hours but decide that staying up another half hour wonât hurt.
Ravenclaw is love that happens slowly, like creeping ivy, till one day you wake up and realize itâs ensnared you tightly and you wouldnât have it any other way.Ravenclaw is addiction, to coffee, to drugs, to sweets, anything to get that clarity and that swooping feeling.
Ravenclaw is coldness, is locking away resentment to fester, is ârevenge is a dish best served coldâ.
Ravenclaw is shutting up and never ever asking for help, because youâre smart enough, capable enough to handle it. Because you have to.
Gryffindor is summer, cloudless blue skies and endless green fields.
Gryffindor is adrenaline highs and truth or dare.
Gryffindor is bright red lipstick and cologne that makes heads turn.
Gryffindor is parties that go all night.
Gryffindor is fireworks exploding in the sky.
Gryffindor is standing up to anyone, friend, foe, or stranger, to tell them theyâre wrong.
Gryffindor is throwing your friend a beer and jumping on their lap to take a nap.
Gryffindor is the love of horror games.
Gryffindor is steak and burgers, Gryffindor is spicy curry.
Gryffindor is taking the risk, making the leap, no matter the odds.
Gryffindor is raising your hand in class.
Gryffindor is passionate love, whether it be romantic, platonic, or otherwise, that sees no difference in a hand picked wildflower and a diamond necklace as long as it makes the recipient happy.
Gryffindor is defending, even if itâs defending someone you hate against someone you love, because Gryffindor stands up for what is right.Gryffindor is recklessness, the uncontrollable emotion, the carelessness with laws and rules.
Gryffindor is choosing the âmorally correctâ option even if it means more are hurt.
Gryffindor is solving things brashly, physically, and only making everything worse.
Slytherin is fall evenings, the air crisp but not cold, the setting sun revealing autumn beauty before darkening to show a million billion stars in the indigo inky sky.
Slytherin is when the air smells like cloves and cinnamon and smoke from the crackling bonfire.
Slytherin is apple pie with vanilla ice cream.
Slytherin is a glass of golden scotch.
Slytherin is finding comfort in jeans and a leather jacket, dying your hair and tattoos that are like artwork.
Slytherin is pride in your heritage, in what it took to get you here.
Slytherin is the warm blossom of accomplishment in your chest.
Slytherin is tall boots and long scarves.
Slytherin is the person youâd trust with anything and everything, the one you love above all else, the one youâd kill for.
Slytherin is not being afraid of the dark, but remembering that night heals.
Slytherin is musky forests and the steady soothing rainfall.
Slytherin is sarcasm and wit.
Slytherin is determination in the face of fear.
Slytherin is talking your way out of situations to keep those you love safe.
Slytherin is the love that shows itself quietly from day to day, with quiet brushes and unsaid favors, but that rears up in fury to defend if necessary.Slytherin is the dark side, the morally ambiguous, the race to the finish line for whatever it is you desire, shoving others aside because you have to.
Slytherin is locking yourself in a shadowed corner and curling up, because itâs too much⊠itâs too much⊠and wiping the tears and standing anyway, head held high because you canât stop now, and you canât show weakness.
Hufflepuffs are not weak.
Ravenclaws are not heartless.
Gryffindors are not arrogant.
Slytherins are not evil.
Break Stereotypes.
Be Open-Minded.
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andrea-way:
Hufflepuff is tea and sweaters.
Hufflepuff is punching someone in the face because they need to shut up, calm down, or get the sense knocked into them.
Hufflepuff is spring, seeing winter melting away and basking in the sunlight.
Hufflepuff is singing loudly to Journey and Queen.
Hufflepuff is having the messiest room and yet knowing exactly where to find everything.
Hufflepuff is âthereâs no such thing as too much chocolateâ.
Hufflepuff is one too many glasses of champagne so the world feels like sunshine.
Hufflepuff is honestly not giving a damn what anyone else thinks.
Hufflepuff is prank wars that spiral out of control.
Hufflepuff is getting shit done while everyone else argues.
Hufflepuff is refusing to fit into the mold, which results in hufflepunks.
Hufflepuff is staying up till three am to talk someone out of depression, out of suicide, out of something stupid, convincing them how amazing and how loved they are.
Hufflepuff is loyalty, is true friendship, not the plastic My Little Pony stuff but the true friendship.
Hufflepuff is the first ones to get Netflix running at Hogwarts, despite magical interference.Hufflepuff is loneliness, is the intense desire for friendship.
Hufflepuff is having to deal with derision and scorn.
Hufflepuff is loyalty placed in the wrong ideal, loving the wrong person.
Hufflepuff is drowning in emotions that bring panic attacks.
Ravenclaw is winter peace and blizzards.
Ravenclaw is the beauty of white snow against evergreens and a baby blue sky.
Ravenclaw is the sharpness and cutting edge of a cold breeze, the glint of a metal blade.
Ravenclaw is the silence of a library, lost completely in a world of ink and screens and words.
Ravenclaw is a glass of wine and an old friend.
Ravenclaw is martial arts and street smart.
Ravenclaw is always asking why.
Ravenclaw is pages filled with writing and doodles and diagrams.
Ravenclaw is telling dirty jokes in code so no one can tell why youâre laughing so hard you canât breathe, and the teacher canât read the notes you were passing in class.
Ravenclaw is failing a class because you couldnât be bothered to read or do homework, it was too boring and you had other things.
Ravenclaw is challenging the status-quo and saying âthereâs always another optionâ.
Ravenclaw is citrus and a stash of junk food that you always seem to eat right away.
Ravenclaw is learning a new language because you want to.
Ravenclaw is an innocent face that can hide the dirtiest mind.
Ravenclaw is a pile of books that youâll read - you will, you promise - one day.
Ravenclaw is looking up and saying âhell, when did it get to be three thirty AMâ, and you have classes in five hours but decide that staying up another half hour wonât hurt.
Ravenclaw is love that happens slowly, like creeping ivy, till one day you wake up and realize itâs ensnared you tightly and you wouldnât have it any other way.Ravenclaw is addiction, to coffee, to drugs, to sweets, anything to get that clarity and that swooping feeling.
Ravenclaw is coldness, is locking away resentment to fester, is ârevenge is a dish best served coldâ.
Ravenclaw is shutting up and never ever asking for help, because youâre smart enough, capable enough to handle it. Because you have to.
Gryffindor is summer, cloudless blue skies and endless green fields.
Gryffindor is adrenaline highs and truth or dare.
Gryffindor is bright red lipstick and cologne that makes heads turn.
Gryffindor is parties that go all night.
Gryffindor is fireworks exploding in the sky.
Gryffindor is standing up to anyone, friend, foe, or stranger, to tell them theyâre wrong.
Gryffindor is throwing your friend a beer and jumping on their lap to take a nap.
Gryffindor is the love of horror games.
Gryffindor is steak and burgers, Gryffindor is spicy curry.
Gryffindor is taking the risk, making the leap, no matter the odds.
Gryffindor is raising your hand in class.
Gryffindor is passionate love, whether it be romantic, platonic, or otherwise, that sees no difference in a hand picked wildflower and a diamond necklace as long as it makes the recipient happy.
Gryffindor is defending, even if itâs defending someone you hate against someone you love, because Gryffindor stands up for what is right.Gryffindor is recklessness, the uncontrollable emotion, the carelessness with laws and rules.
Gryffindor is choosing the âmorally correctâ option even if it means more are hurt.
Gryffindor is solving things brashly, physically, and only making everything worse.
Slytherin is fall evenings, the air crisp but not cold, the setting sun revealing autumn beauty before darkening to show a million billion stars in the indigo inky sky.
Slytherin is when the air smells like cloves and cinnamon and smoke from the crackling bonfire.
Slytherin is apple pie with vanilla ice cream.
Slytherin is a glass of golden scotch.
Slytherin is finding comfort in jeans and a leather jacket, dying your hair and tattoos that are like artwork.
Slytherin is pride in your heritage, in what it took to get you here.
Slytherin is the warm blossom of accomplishment in your chest.
Slytherin is tall boots and long scarves.
Slytherin is the person youâd trust with anything and everything, the one you love above all else, the one youâd kill for.
Slytherin is not being afraid of the dark, but remembering that night heals.
Slytherin is musky forests and the steady soothing rainfall.
Slytherin is sarcasm and wit.
Slytherin is determination in the face of fear.
Slytherin is talking your way out of situations to keep those you love safe.
Slytherin is the love that shows itself quietly from day to day, with quiet brushes and unsaid favors, but that rears up in fury to defend if necessary.Slytherin is the dark side, the morally ambiguous, the race to the finish line for whatever it is you desire, shoving others aside because you have to.
Slytherin is locking yourself in a shadowed corner and curling up, because itâs too much⊠itâs too much⊠and wiping the tears and standing anyway, head held high because you canât stop now, and you canât show weakness.
Hufflepuffs are not weak.
Ravenclaws are not heartless.
Gryffindors are not arrogant.
Slytherins are not evil.
Break Stereotypes.
Be Open-Minded.
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Slytherin house.
Oct. 31st, 2017 10:36 pmvia http://ift.tt/2A5hty8:
it-started-over-drarry:
One thing I absolutely cannot forgive J.K. Rowling for is how Slytherins were treated in the end. Not one Slytherin was given the benefit of the doubt. Iâll always think the scene where Professor Mcgonagall sends the entire Slytherin house away should have gone differently.
We deserved better. Slytherin deserved that chance of redemption. But no, apparently Pansy Parkinson is the Slytherin spokesperson.
How brilliant would it have been? To have a group of Slytherins stand still and say âNo, weâre not moving, weâre fighting as well. This is our school too.â and have Minerva look at them sympathetically, asking âDo you know who youâll be fighting against?â âpossibly your relativesâ left hanging in the air. The group of Slytherins nod fiercely and join the battle.
Give me scared Slytherins that know they have to do the right thing. Give me Slytherins jumping infront of Harry when heâs running the corridors to shield him. Give me Slytherins buying their classmates more time. Give me Slytherins shakily, but bravely raising their wands and attacking.
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it-started-over-drarry:
One thing I absolutely cannot forgive J.K. Rowling for is how Slytherins were treated in the end. Not one Slytherin was given the benefit of the doubt. Iâll always think the scene where Professor Mcgonagall sends the entire Slytherin house away should have gone differently.
We deserved better. Slytherin deserved that chance of redemption. But no, apparently Pansy Parkinson is the Slytherin spokesperson.
How brilliant would it have been? To have a group of Slytherins stand still and say âNo, weâre not moving, weâre fighting as well. This is our school too.â and have Minerva look at them sympathetically, asking âDo you know who youâll be fighting against?â âpossibly your relativesâ left hanging in the air. The group of Slytherins nod fiercely and join the battle.
Give me scared Slytherins that know they have to do the right thing. Give me Slytherins jumping infront of Harry when heâs running the corridors to shield him. Give me Slytherins buying their classmates more time. Give me Slytherins shakily, but bravely raising their wands and attacking.
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