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Or, well, the magic. Sam I Am here, and I've never actually seen green eggs or ham. Born to muggles but life can be magical and freaking awesome. Quidditch Captain and a proud badger, I'm just an owl away if you need me. Just be you and the sexy will flow through.

Owl message to Dani 

Happy Birthday! Hey, I just wanted to say thank you, for everything yesterday. Don’t eat too much at dinner, I got something planned for tonight, okay? I hope Robin doesn’t drop part one of your present.

[attached is a pair of new Quidditch arm guards, with awesome as fuck batman spikes sewn into them. Some of them are slightly lopsided and they aren’t exactly straight, but they’re all securely attached and freshly polished.]

littlelionblainers:

Sorry, I don’t think when I get angry. I didn’t mean to give you a headache, man. 

S’all good bro. Just try to ignore them.

Here’s to hoping we don’t get eaten by a giant squid. 

thatravenclawharmony:

Can you believe that I’ve never seen any of those? Wait, that’s believable. I’ve only seen, like… Zombieland.

Zombieland’s alright. It’s more of a romance thing than a real zombie story though. You should join me for Diary of the Dead. It’s intense.

Here’s to hoping we don’t get eaten by a giant squid. 

thatravenclawharmony:

…that’s a good question. I honestly don’t know the answer to that one. I think it might just come out a jumbled mess. I’d say we’d be screwed, but at that point we’d already be zombies.

All of this zombie talk is making me want to watch a show or movie.

The Walking Dead, Diary of the Dead or 28 Days Later?

Here’s to hoping we don’t get eaten by a giant squid. 

thatravenclawharmony:

Oh, god. That’s actually a little terrifying. But at least it’s not getting eaten so… AND we have magic. Wait, wait, wait. It only goes after brains? So, it’s like a zombie squid.

I’m sure sure if it only goes after brains, I’ve never fought one before. We could try it out… What if it turned us all into zombies by sucking out our brains? Can zombie wizards cast spells?

littlelionblainers:

It’s a matter of pride. Also, we keep running into each other. I think it’s because we have a class near on another.

Pride is what you make of it Blaine. Arguing with the snakes is pretty pointless. And people call us the stupid house, at least we don’t fight with people. I’m getting a headache from all of it.

Here’s to hoping we don’t get eaten by a giant squid. 

thatravenclawharmony:

Or something like that, since I doubt being eaten is something we should worry about.

You should always worry about giant squids Leia. The second you stop is the second they fall out of an inter-dimensional pocket of space and suck your brains out through your nose. 

littlelionblainers:

He’s the one asking for a fight, Sam. St. James, wants Gryffindor to lose points. He’s taking cheap shots.

Jesse? He’s never been anything but nice to me. If you guys don’t get along why don’t you just stay away from each other dude? What good is fighting going to do…

What Doesn’t Kill You | Sam & Dani 

duskeypuff:

“It could be,” she says lightly. She’s not downplaying his situation by any means, but in the castle, a few talkative friends is a blessing. She’s kept herself out of the rumor mill most of the time but the things she’s heard before have been pretty absurd. The thought of the school talking about Sam negatively makes her uncomfortable but that’s not going to happen. He’s a respectable guy, more respectable than most, and anything bad against his name would be ridiculous. Danielle tries not to get ahead herself, but she can see how defensive of Sam she’s going to be.

Danielle’s eyes lift to Sam’s as she feels his warm fingertips grazing along her own. She doesn’t know what to say at first, a little caught off guard, but after a moment, she smiles. Her fingers lock with his confidently now and she gives his hand a little squeeze.

“I think I can manage that,” she says quietly. Danielle decides that if he doesn’t want to talk, then she’ll just be there for support in any other way she can find. “Unfortunately I can’t devour those cookies with you,” she continues in a matter-a-fact tone. “I already ate half of the Great Hall before I came zooming up here.” She laughs, hoping to help change the mood floating around. It’s hard though, being a little distracted by Sam’s hand in hers. It’s not that weird butterfly feeling you get when the boy you likes pays attention to you, but more a comforting feeling she didn’t know she’s missed. Danielle know she’s not incredibly close to —many people, but it’s never bothered her before. But with their hands locked and the small laughter coming from her, she can’t help but wonder how much she’s missed by keeping her distance with others. She likes this feeling and she likes that she’s sharing it with Sam.

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Is it impossible to go one day without some snakes and cubs clawing at each other?

You guys realize in a couple of years we’ll all just be out in the real world working, with no stupid ties or rooms to tell you who went to what house, right?