Helloooo!!! My name's Amy, I'm 20 and I come from England (the UK), land of crumpets, tea and Queen Elizabeth II. :) Currently at uni, studying TV and Film Set Design in Wales (which is awesome, and has DRAGONS). Basically a massive nerd. 👍
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“And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.”
“Big Money” by Norwegian design studio Skrekkøgle. They made a giant 20:1 replica of a 50 cent Euro coin. They then placed the coin next to large objects and photographed them together, making the objects look like tiny toy replicas. (via)
this is a LIE coin rregular size, The man is just a very Tiny Man
Before Pottermore ruined it I had a decade-long headcanon that Remus’ father walked out on him and his mother, after they couldn’t find a cure for his lycanthropy. His mother tried her best and loved her son, dearly, but they were dirt poor and she could only give him so much.
I also had the headcanon that Peter’s parents always wanted him to be the best, which caused him to have major self-esteem issues.
And of course Sirius’ parents were abusive jerks.
Meaning that James’ parents became the de-facto group parents and they were more than happy to take on the role and they were wonderful at it.
The Marauders had “sleepovers” at the Potter Manor at least once a week during the summer. The manor was out in the country, so the boys spent most of their days running through meadows and flying on broomsticks and climbing trees and staring up at the stars and all of that wonderfulness. Mrs. Potter sent Remus home with a garbage bag full of food. Sirius often didn’t go home for several days. Nobody minded.
Mr. Potter having long conversations with Sirius about how the world isn’t black and white and how it’s not split into good people and Death Eaters, how we all have light and dark inside of us.
Remus offering to help Mrs. Potter around the house. (It’s the least he can do, after accidentally hitting a Bludger through the window.) Mrs. Potter giving him a hefty allowance. They both understand the subtext but neither one mentions it.
When Sirius is old enough, he pulls his long hair into a bun, securing it with his wand, and joins Mrs. Potter at the stove, creating some of the most delicious meals that the other boys have tasted. Mrs. Potter exclaiming that he has a true talent for cooking, something that surprises and pleases Sirius.
Peter giving Mr. Potter - Wizard Chess Extraordinaire a run for his money. The entire living room erupting into cheers as Peter’s able to capture Mr. Potter’s king. Mr. Potter is cheering the loudest of them all.
The Potters assuring Remus that there’s nothing wrong with him and treating him as they treat everyone else.
The Potters also putting in a bunker in case Remus wants to stay over during the full moons. He accepts the offer once and Mr. and Mrs. Potter sit outside all night, in case he needs them.
Sirius and Regulus arriving at Grimmauld Place the summer after their third/second year, only to find that Orion and Walburga are gone. (It wasn’t uncommon for them to go on vacations and forget about their children) They survive off of crackers in the pantry for three days, before Sirius drags Regulus onto the Knight Bus and they make the hour-long journey to the Potters. They stay there for a month and though Regulus would never admit it, it was the best month of his life.
It’s around this time that Sirius gets his own bedroom, complete with his own decorations and a wardrobe of spare clothes. Just in case.
Mr. and Mrs. Potter not forgetting Peter, giving him all sorts of advice and trying to help him study so that he can impress his parents, while taking the time to tell him that they are already impressed with him and that he doesn’t ever have to feel the need to prove himself.
And of course, one day, Sirius shows up bloody and bruised and he doesn’t leave. The Potters fought to get custody of Regulus as well, but the Blacks fought harder. It was one of the Potters’ greatest sorrows and they only hoped that Regulus would be okay. (He wasn’t.)
Remus being able to hold himself together in front of Peter, struggling to hold himself together in front of Sirius, slipping in front of James, and falling apart in front of Mr. and Mrs. Potter, because he’s seventeen-years-old and what’s he going to do with his life and nobody’s going to hire a werewolf. Mr. and Mrs. Potter comforting him and giving him advice and never once judging him, especially not judging him for breaking down.
The Potters taking the boys, their boys, on vacations and giving them Christmas presents and sending them letters of encouragement when they’re at Hogwarts, along with sweets and small presents. The Potters giving them advice and hope and love.
Mr. and Mrs. Potter eventually passing away and Sirius, Remus, and Peter crying just as hard as James because they were their parents just as much as they were his.
It’s the one group of headcanons that I refuse to let go of, to be honest. That and the headcanon that James’ father was an Auror. I’ll never give that one up. (It works so well, you don’t understand.)
Friend that grew up poor: Ehh...pizza is on me this time. Don't worry about it ;)
Friend that grew up rich: We need to calculate the value of everyone's meals with an Excel spreadsheet. I can't let you borrow $2 for McDonald's because you forgot your wallet.
