I took my meds too close to bedtime again and I need you all to know the dream I had last night involved Robin Williams becoming the new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts. Not, a character portrayed by Robin Williams, just Robin Williams as himself running around Hogwarts doing wandless magic and being as loud and big as possible because and I quote before I forget:
“Listen, children, I’m not saying all this bad shit that is happening isn’t scary and you shouldn’t be concerned–because you should!–but I’m telling you this now for free. Life is a boggart, it’s the biggest boggart of them all. You never know what it’s going to look like one moment to the next. And sometimes you just gotta laugh. It’s okay to laugh. It’s part of the grieving process. You need to grieve before you can heal. But it’s okay to laugh while you’re doing it.”
I didn’t wake up right after that, some more stuff happened in a hazy sort of way as the dream began to dissolve into conciousness, but I remember him yelling Expecto Patronum as he punched a Death Eater in the face. Because sometimes, evidently, you have to make your own happy memories.
I think Robin Williams literally visited you in your sleep from the beyond in order to pass this message on to the world.
Tag: harry potter
I always feel like Irish students and characters got no love in Harry Potter (Seamus Finnigan was a huge stereotype, even if he was likable), so consider:
☛ Students speaking Irish amongst themselves and splicing Latin with Irish to create new spells (or disasters)
☛ The Quidditch team having Cú Chulainn in their fireworks instead of a leprechaun
☛ A regional magical sport which is essentially hurling but with sliotars that can move once on the ground in whatever direction they choose, and occasionally fly away from players when they lose momentum in midair. Not practiced officially in Hogwarts (yet) but students start to band together to form a club for the game.
☛ Irish Mythological and historical figures being cited as witches, wizards, or having other magical significance e.g. Cú Chulainn being a werewolf as a result of actually receiving a bite from Culann’s hound before killing it (explaining his “distortions”), The Morrígan being an animagus (turns into a crow), Deirdre having Veela blood (people literally killing each other to get in her pants)
☛ Oscar Wilde is a noted wizard and author. He knew Dorian Gray, who attempted to gain eternal youth by creating a horcrux, but eventually fell into madness and destroyed his own horcrux, killing himself. Wilde, while distraught, accidentally let this slip to a muggle friend, and covered it up by writing a story about it. Wilde’s own portrait now hangs in Hogwarts. He offers writing help, life advice, and complains about the wallpaper opposite him.
Additions welcome get in here and get this express rolling
Say what you will about Rita Skeeter, but that beetle-faced piece of work still wrote a 900-page book in canon about how much Albus Dumbledore sucked and you know what? I’d read the hell out of it. Tea in hand, tea in the pages, I’m ready. Roast him, Rita. I still absolutely despise you, but let it not be said I don’t respect your sheer tenacity. She’s the type of person that’d willingly walk right into Azkaban for an interview if she had to.
Can we have a Harry Potter AU where Regulus Black is the Death Eater spy turned potions master instead of Snape?
I can’t believe I only JUST realized all the comedy potential that is Sirius showing up to kill Peter 3rd year and finding his supposedly evil brother working at Hogwarts and having civil conversations with Remus about Harry’s grades
Please let this be after a full year of awkwardness of Regulus working with his evil brother’s ex
Sirius and Regulus are both convinced they’re the good brother
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004)
Death comes for Minerva McGonagall.
It comes for her, as it came for her husband, so many years ago.
It comes for her, as it came for her Headmaster, the price of his ambition.
It comes for her, as it came for far too many of her friends and students, in one war then another.Death comes for her.
Minerva McGonagall Looks at Death, and raises an eyebrow.
Death pauses, then nods and backs away.
“We’ll call this number three then, shall we?”She smiles as she turns back to her paperwork.
There is a reason her animagus form is a cat.


