(hey tumblr please don’t delete the previous people’s comments like you did the last time i added someone’s tags to a post mmkay)
No but that’s actually so clever okay like the people who live in the castle would get a general idea of the patterns and how to move around efficiently but like for anyone planning on attacking it would be impossible to infiltrate like how the hell do I attack the headmaster when I can’t even find the bathroom why the fuck am I in a chemistry supply closet okay these stairs went to the main hall but now I’m on my way to the broom closets holy fucking shit fuck leonard SAID the dorm was on the left of the three headed hippogriff but I’m here and it’s just a painting of a man with a donkey face is this a fucikgin joke leonard do you think this is funny because it’snot. its not okay siri how the hell do i get to the nearest anything “here is: the nearest painting” like fuck you siri
actually considering all this, the changing floorplan probably worked exactly as designed when it came to the battle of hogwarts in the late 90′s. the invasion was towards the end of the term, so the students, especially the renegade students in hiding, had the full term to master getting around the school quickly, quietly, and efficiently. the invading deatheaters were generally their parents’s ages, and hadn’t been back to hogwarts in several decades, if they’d even attended at all. so, while the adult invaders easily outmatched the adolescent defenders in strength and skill, hogwarts was a lethal maze to the deatheaters, while it was home to the kids.
“What they’re saying,” she pressed on, “is that last night Voldemort turned up in Godric’s Hollow. He went to find the Potters. The rumor is that Lily and James Potter are – are – that they’re – dead.”
Dumbledore bowed his head. Professor McGonagall gasped.
“Lily and James… I can’t believe it… I didn’t want to believe it… Oh, Albus…”
(( OOC: So yesterday was Mother’s Day in the UK, so it’s probably a good time to mention my own Mum and her strange ability to run really, really far that I have clearly not inherited.
In a couple of weeks time she’ll be running the London Landmarks Half Marathon in order to raise money for the British Heart Foundation, a really great charity that is very personal to us. The goal is to raise £400 and we’re about half-way there, so if any of you are so inclined to donate a pound, two pound – literally anything – that would be mucho coolio. Make sure to tell me if you do donate and I shall lavish my gratitude upon you in person.
My teeny tiny legs are thanks to her wonderful genes, but she seems to have put hers to much better use than I have. So if you would like to donate to her Just Giving page, the link is here.
Sirius Black and Remus Lupin hang out in Starbucks all day. While Remus tries to do work, Sirius orders a number of drinks under different pseudonyms, with a different persona each time. Remus takes his only coffee with one cream, one sugar. Sirius spills it all over the table and has to buy him another one.
Andromeda Tonks gets a disproportionate amount of flak from her sisters for ordering a regular coffee, instead of something more magical.
R.A.B. never picks up his espresso.
Lily brings Petunia to Starbucks with her, but Petunia refuses to order anything.
James Potter orders a series of increasingly complicated drinks to try to impress Lily Evans. She is uninterested in all of them. Finally, he approaches her and asks her how she takes her coffee. “One sugar, one cream,” she tells him. He returns with two of those and asks if he can sit with her and drink them. She obliges.
Sirius pays Remus five galleons.
Myrtle drinks too much caffeine and finds she desperately needs a bathroom.
Frank Longbottom and Alice arrive for their coffee date. Frank accidentally spills both drinks; luckily Alice is charmed by his clumsiness and pays for the next round.
Lucius Malfoy goes up to the counter and orders hot tea with lemon. He doesn’t drink any refined sugars.
Arthur Weasley is fascinated by all the odd muggle technology. While the baristas try to keep their customers calm, he tries tinkering with an espresso machine. The fire grows.
Fabian and Gideon Prewett order coffees together, drink them in unison, and leave. Fabian leaves his watch on Molly Prewett’s coffee table as they depart for the unknown.
Nicholas Flamel remains seated in the corner, sipping at his umpteenth concoction.
Peter Pettigrew buys the Marauders a round of drinks: a coffee with cream for Remus, a white chocolate mocha for James, a caramel macchiato for Sirius and one espresso for himself. They toast their latest victories and down their drinks before setting off into the world together.
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