14. Slytherin. Harry Potter, The Hunger Games, Glee((KLAINE)), YouTubers, Musicals and stuff. I have a special admiration towards the Malfoy family. Literally in the weirdest combination of fandoms ever. I reblog whatever I find appealing. Come say hi! I promise I'm friendly(That is if you don't get on the wrong side of me) ❾¾
if people on tumblr can fucking make it work, then so can the studios that literally get paid trillions to make the graphics look hella. YALL CAN MAKE DRAGONS LOOK REAL BUT OH NOES WE CANNOT CHANGE THE GENES OF AN ACTOR BECAUSE LOL EYES SO HARD.
Within five minutes Harry was soaked to his skin and frozen, hardly able to see his teammates, let alone the tiny Snitch. He flew backward and forward across the field past blurred red and yellow shapes, with no idea of what was happening in the rest of the game. He couldn’t hear the commentary over the wind. The crowd was hidden beneath a sea of cloaks and battered umbrellas.
He turned, intending to head back toward the middle of the field, but at that moment, another flash of lightning illuminated the stands, and Harry saw something that distracted him completely, the silhouette of an enormous shaggy black dog, clearly imprinted against the sky, motionless in the topmost, empty row of seats.
Ron had had a fit of gallantry and insisted that Hermione sleep on the cushions from the sofa, so that her silhouette was raised above his. Her arm curved to the floor, her fingers inches from Ron’s. Harry wondered whether they had fallen asleep holding hands.