Quirrel: Yes my Dark King.
Voldemort: Just relax with the Dark King, ok? I watch you wipe your butt daily. You can call me voldemort, we’re there. We’ve reached that point.
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George Weasley did not celebrate his twenty first birthday. When his mother had sent him an owl inviting him back to The Burrow, all she got back were the words “I can’t blow out the candles alone.” He hasn’t celebrated a birthday since then.
It took George almost two years of therapy before he had the strength to re open Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. He designed a new line of products for the reopening, Trigger Charms that would temporarily block out your senses when a trigger was detected, No Nightmare Nougat, Lethargy Lollipops, etc. Eventually Ron decided that being an auror was too stressful for him, and George offered him a job. It got easier to run once he had a brother with him.
Life slowly got easier, George’s business was booming, his family didn’t have to worry about money as much. Nieces and nephews started cropping up. George reconnected with Angelina and after a few years of dating they wound up getting married. It was harder picking a best man with Fred gone, but George managed. When Angelina gave birth his son, it was all too easy to pick a name.
One day George was sitting at the table explaining to Fred II how fainting fancies worked, Fred looked up and asked,
“Dad, when is your birthday?”
“Oh, in about a week,” George replied glancing at the calendar.
“Are you going to have a party?”
“No, a don’t really do birthday parties.”
“Aw, c’mon! You have to have a party!”
“Okay, I’ll have one on one condition, you have to help me blow out the candles.”
A week later for the first time since George was twenty, Fred and George blew out the birthday candles together.
gahdammit.
One common misconception people have about bisexual people is that the abbreviation “bi” is short for “bisexual”, when really it stands for “Black Island”, the place where all bisexual people are born and raised by pirates. All bisexual people are pirates. Run
did you mean
birates
it’s like all you gotta do is flip the p upside down
Well, it just shows how easy it is to go both ways.
whenever you refresh your dashboard and no one is posting:
I’M SORRY BUT THE NORWEGIAN BUTTER CRISIS OF 2011 JUST CONFUSES MY GODDAMN BRAIN BECAUSE HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK DOES AN ENTIRE COUNTRY RUN OUT OF BUTTER.
DID NORWAY JUST COME DOWNSTAIRS LIKE:
N:*Opens fridge* HELVETE
N:VI KJØRTE UT AV SMØREN
I was gonna explain how the butter crisis happened.
but then I noticed your fucking /hilarious/ attempt at writing “we’ve run out of butter”I’m not sure if you know
but you just basically wrote:
“We drove out of the lubrication”

steve: seventy years ago i lost my dear husband bucky
bucky [from the next room]: QUIT TELLING EVERYONE I’M DEAD
steve: sometimes i can still hear his voice
in the face of universal public outrage and spontaneous projectile vomiting, the iPotter series persists.









