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1 year ago

"Merry Chrisma-"

grrrranger:

fuckyeahtheonott:

elle-midgen:

“-NOTT, GET OFF, YOU’RE STANDING ON MY DRESS-“

“Then move it, Midgen, your giant head with that nest you call hair is in my way.”

“Both of you -shut up! We’re trying to wish these Muggles a Happy Christmas. Okay, all together now! Merry-“

Elle beamed in excitement. “-Christmas!-“


1 year ago

"Merry Chrisma-"

"-NOTT, GET OFF, YOU’RE STANDING ON MY DRESS-"

(Source: grrrranger)


1 year ago

Honey, I’m Home!

fuckyeahtheonott:

big-bad-baddock:

“I heard that Granger might need a little company these days and I’m escaping a hormonal wife,” he explained reaching for Malfoy’s tea.

Theo pointed an accusatory finger at Elle with a scowl. “My wife thought it would be funny if I had been enchanted to follow Midgen over there around for a week.” He turned his attention to Elle. “If you weren’t so annoying, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”

Elle’s glare was monumental. “If you weren’t such a giant ass, your loving wife wouldn’t have had to saddle you to me for a week! 9 to 9, EVERY DAY!” She turned to Hermione for sympathy. “Because he can’t be civil! It’s completely archaic and-” she shot Malfoy a look. “-you’re going on a date together?”


1 year ago

Honey, I’m Home!

draco-the-slytherin-prince2:

“Earl Grey, if you have it,” he replied with a quirk of lips as he noted her need to take a whiff of the fragrant blossoms. “And you’re quite welcome, Granger.” He skirted past the idiots in the room, nudging Midgen a bit to give him room to sit. He made himself comfortable, lounging there as chaos ensued.

"Don’t offer him-!" Elle called but it was already too late. He was making his way towards her, seating himself down upon the couch and she nudged him right back before moving away, crossing her arms over her chest. She’d only come as per invite for a catch up with her friend; she hadn’t expected Baddock and Nott to show up -for whatever deluded reason they had. "So does someone want to tell me why you can’t hold your little Slytherin get together in your own gaudy mansions?"

(Source: big-bad-baddock, via )


1 year ago

Honey, I’m Home!

fuckyeahtheonott:

elle-midgen:

grrrranger:

fuckyeahtheonott:

big-bad-baddock:

grrrranger:

big-bad-baddock:

grrrranger:

big-bad-baddock:

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GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE. BADDOCK.

“Now, now, sweetheart, don’t be like that,” he grinned. “I won’t tell Cho if you don’t.”

Hermione’s eyes widened. “Are you drunk?!”

“Only at the sight of you,” he replied, sending her a smolder.

Theo threw his arms open with a gleeful grin. “What about at the sight of me, darling?” He drawled.

Hermione covered her ears. “Both of you need to GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE!” She screeched.

“Yeah,” Elle grinned from the couch with a self satisfied expression. “You need to be invited.”

“Shut your trap, Midgen or I’ll get your husband to really put it to good use.”

So scared,” Elle rolled her eyes. “And there’s no need, my husband doesn’t need directions.”


1 year ago

Honey, I’m Home!

grrrranger:

fuckyeahtheonott:

big-bad-baddock:

grrrranger:

big-bad-baddock:

grrrranger:

big-bad-baddock:

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GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE. BADDOCK.

“Now, now, sweetheart, don’t be like that,” he grinned. “I won’t tell Cho if you don’t.”

Hermione’s eyes widened. “Are you drunk?!”

“Only at the sight of you,” he replied, sending her a smolder.

Theo threw his arms open with a gleeful grin. “What about at the sight of me, darling?” He drawled.

Hermione covered her ears. “Both of you need to GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE!” She screeched.

"Yeah," Elle grinned from the couch with a self satisfied expression. "You need to be invited.”


1 year ago
"What if 600 year ago, you were Juliet and I was…
…well, you know how that story goes."

1 year ago
"She said she’s taken but I don’t believe
That she could be meant for anybody but me"

1 year ago

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