My favorite pokemon is HYAH.
Well my favorite is KOOKY.
I dunno about you but my favorite pokemon is DELELELELE WOOOOOOOOOOP
But what about GWOOOOAAAAAAAAH
My personal favorite is AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
What a coincidence, my favorite is also AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Harry was the favorite kid and he wasn’t even an official part of the family
Because Molly knows exactly how the Dursleys treat him. There’s no way Ron wouldn’t tell her. And Molly Weasley is a Mother. She gets a capital M because she is goddamn phenomenal at what she does. When she hears Harry Potter is on the train to Hogwarts in Book 1, her reaction isn’t to be starstruck. It’s to say “that poor dear had to come here all on his own.” Molly Weasley loves harder than anyone. She loves like it’s her sole reason for being. And when she hears there’s a poor boy who has never known love his whole life… how could she not?
#do you remember when harry asked for food in fourth year#because the poor kid wouldnt survive on the durselys new diet?#i bet you anything he only asked#’if you have just some leftovers or scraps you could give me i would appreciate it’#but molly weasley was like HELL NO#and baked him like several pies#molly weasley doesnt fuck around with her children#even if she didnt give birth to them#molly weasley for life
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I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.” You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?” And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?” And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating. Like she thinks I’m going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.” I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.
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