Uncle Neville coming over to the Potters’ house on Sundays, and drinking just a little too much, resulting in slurred conversations with Albus Severus.
"You know… in my day…. a Slytherin named Severus would have been the last person I’d play wizards chess with…” *glances pointedly at Harry* “But you’re alright kid, you’re alright.”
Can you imagine Harry trying to parent his children and tell them they need to settle down but then James Sirius just pulls out his edition of Harry James Potter: A History and goes, “When you were my age you followed an alleged mass murderer into a tunnel, faced a werewolf and nearly got killed by dementors. I think I can go to The Bent-Winged Snitches concert.”
A creepy boy keeps messaging me on Facebook from Ithaca. I mean if I don’t respond the first 3 times why do you think I’ll respond now?? GTFO I don’t need this