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I'm finally finished reading The Hunger Games: Mockingjay: it was awesome and I can't wait for the movie! I am currently Netflix binging the TV show "Heroes". I'm really big on listening to movie scores and Fall Out Boy. Don't judge meeeee....
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I’m bringing this back from the depths of hell
Imagine Hogwarts after the Battle, after the War, sure –
But imagine Hogwarts’ students, after their year with the Carrows and Snape.
Imagine a tiny little first-year whose porcupine pincushions still have quills, but to whom Fiendfyre comes easily. The second-year who tried to go back, to fight; whose bravado got Professor Sinistra killed, as she pushed him out of the way of a Killing Curse. The third-year who perfectly brewed poisons, hands shaking, wishing for the courage to spike the Carrows’ cups. The fourth-year who throws away all of their teacups, their palmistry guidebooks, because what use is Divination if it didn’t see this coming? The fifth-year who can barely remember what O.W.L.S. are, let alone that she was supposed to take them. The sixth-year who can’t manage Lumos to save their life, but whose proficiency with the Cruciatus Curse rivals Bellatrix’s.
Imagine the seventh-year who laughs until he cries, thinking about the first-years who will fall asleep in History of Magic while their story is told.
Imagine the Muggleborn first-years left alive, if there are any: imagine what they think of the magical world, when their introduction to it was Death Eaters and being tortured – by their classmates –for having been born.
Imagine the students who went home to their parents (or guardians, or wards, or orphanages) and showed them what they’d learned: Dark curses, hexes, Unforgiveables; that Muggles are filth, animals, lesser. Who, yes, still can’t transfigure a match into a needle – but Mum, there’s a hex that can make you feel as though you’re being stabbed with thousands. (Don’t ask them how they know.)
Imagine the students who will never be able to see Hogwarts as home.
Imagine the students Hogwarts has left, when it starts up again – the lack of Muggleborns, blood-traitors, half-bloods, dead and gone – the lack of purebloods; the Ministry would have chucked everyone of age (and possibly just below) in Azkaban for Unforgiveables, wouldn’t they?
Imagine how few students there are left to teach; imagine how few teachers are left to teach them.
Imagine the students who can’t walk past a particular classroom, who can’t walk through a hallway, who can’t walk into the Great Hall without having a panic attack or breaking down. Imagine the school-wide discovery that the carriages aren’t horseless after all; that everyone, from the firsties to the teachers, can see Thestrals.
Imagine the memorials, the heaps of flowers and mementoes – in every other corner, hallway, classroom; every other step you take on the grounds.
Imagine the ghosts.
Imagine the students destroying Snape’s portrait, using the curses, hexes, even Fiendfyre they’ve been taught how to wield – it has to be restored nearly every week; Snape stays with Phineas Nigellus semi-permanently. (None of the other portraits will welcome him. His reasons do not excuse his conduct.)
Imagine the students unable to trust each other – everyone informed on everyone, your best friend might turn you in.
Imagine the guilt that everyone carries (it should have been me, it’s my fault s/he’s dead, I told on them, it’s all my fault), the students incapable of meeting each other’s eyes because it’s my fault your best friend, your sibling, your Housemate, your boy/girlfriend is dead.
Imagine the memorials piled high with the wands of the dead. Imagine the memorials piled high with the self-snapped wands of the living.
Imagine the students who are never able to produce a Patronus.
Imagine Boggarts being removed from the curriculum because Riddikulus is near impossible to grasp, even for the sixth- and seventh-years. Because their friends and families dead will never, ever be funny.
Imagine the students for whom magic feels tainted.
Imagine the students who leave the wixen world – hell, the students who leave Britain entirely, because there’s nothing left for them there.
Imagine the students who never use magic again.
(From the mind of the wonderful lavenderpatil, a keen look at how students might be after war.)
AND AFTER I EXPLAIN WHY, THEY GONNA BE URS TOO
THERE R 3 IN THE WORLD BUT IM GONNA FOCUS ON THE YELLOWSTONE ONE BC IT’S CLOSEST TO ME AND ALSO IS MOST LIKELY TO ERUPT SOONEST
BASICALLY, FORGET UR MENTAL IMAGE OF A TYPICAL VOLCANO. THIS AINT NO CUTESY SCIENCE FAIR CONE SHIT. THIS MOTHERFUCKER TAKES UP THREE STATES AND SITS UNDER THE SURFACE LIKE………LIKE SOMETHING DANGEROUS……THAT STAYS UNDERGROUND. LIKE A GROUNDHOG. BUT DEADLY. LIKE A DEADLY GROUNDHOG.
OK SO THIS BRUH JUST CHILLS THERE TAKING UP HUNDREDS OF SQUARE MILES OF UNDERGROUND AMERICA ALRIGHT?? AND ITS LITERALLY RISING AT A RATE OF SIX INCHES A YEAR. THATS BULLSHIT SPEED. MOUNTAINS DONT EVEN RISE SIX MILLIMETRES A YEAR AND THOSE ARE GODDAMN MOUNTAINS. THIS FUCKER IS SERIOUS.
SO WHY IS THAT SO SCARY, HUH???? JUST SOME SHIT RISIN UP A BIT??? NO, MOTHERFUCKER. THIS SHIT COULD ERUPT AT LITERALLY ANY MOMENT WITHOUT NOTICE. NOTHIN. NO WARNING SIGNS. IT COULD LITERALLY JUST EXPLODE AT ANY FUCKING SECOND.
AND WHEN IT DOES, THATS THE FUN BIT. BASICALLY, IF YOU LIVE IN THE CENTRAL USA, YOURE LUCKY, BECAUSE YOU GET INSTANT DEATH BEFORE YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT HITS YOU. WYOMING, IDAHO, COLORADO, MONTANA, UTAH, ETC. UR DEAD WITHIN SECONDS BECAUSE THE GROUND UNDER YOUR FEET WILL LITERALLY EXPLODE AND INSTANTLY KILL YOU. IF YOU LIVE FURTHER AWAY IN NORTH AMERICA, THATS THE WORST. I LIVE IN THE WORST POSSIBLE PLACE FOR THIS SHIT. IF YOURE A FEW HUNDRED MILES AWAY, THATS THE SCARIEST, BECAUSE YOU WILL DIE, AND PAINFULLY, BUT YOULL KNOW IT’S COMING AND YOU CANT DO SHIT ABOUT IT. WHERE I LIVE, I’LL GET ABOUT AN HOUR AND A HALF WARNING. AN HOUR AND A HALF TO LITERALLY SAY GOODBYE TO EVERYONE I LOVE, BECAUSE THEN THE PYROCLASTIC FLOW WILL BE HERE AND SCORCH EVERYONE TO DEATH. THERES NO GETTING AWAY. IF YOURE IN NORTH AMERICA, YOURE FUCKING DEAD, NO MATTER WHAT, WITHIN HOURS.
AND IF YOU LIVE IN CHINA OR ENGLAND OR SOME SHIT YOURE PROBABLY LIKE “WHATEVER, LATER LOSERS, WE FINE”
EVEN IF THE RESULTING TSUNAMIS AND STORMS AND EARTHQUAKES AND HUGELY RISING SEA LEVELS DONT FUCK YOU OVER, NUCLEAR WINTER SURE WILL
WHATS NUCLEAR WINTER, YOU ASK? WELL LEMME FUCKIN TELL U, SHORT STACK. THATS WHEN THE VOLCANIC ASH BLOTS OUT THE SUN AND CAUSES THE TEMPERATURE TO DROP THIRTY-ODD DEGREES CELSIUS. FOR 12 YEARS. STRAIGHT. ALL OVER THE PLANET. NO SUNLIGHT, PERPETUAL SNOW, PERMANENT COLD. EVERYWHERE. THAT MEANS NO HYDROELECTRIC POWER, NO NATURAL GAS, NO CROPS OR FARMING OR LIVESTOCK OR FOOD PRODUCTION. HAVE FUN, MOTHERFUCKERS. I WASNT KIDDING WHEN I SAID THE PEOPLE WHO DIE INSTANTLY ARE LUCKY.
BY THE WAY, IN CASE UR CONFIDENT IN YOUR ABILITY TO SURVIVE NUCLEAR WINTER - DONT BE. THAT SHITS WHAT KILLED THE DINOSAURS. NOT THE METEOR IMPACT, NAH THEY WAS FINE FOR THAT SHIT. IT WAS NUCLEAR WINTER THAT KILLED MILLIONS OF SPECIES OF DINOS. GOOD LUCK.
DID I MENTION THERES THREE OF THEM AROUND THE WORLD?? ???? DID I MENTION NOBODY ACTUALLY KNOWS WHEN THEYRE GOING TO ERUPT?? DID I MENTION THEY GIVE NO WARNING???? ???? AND THEY COULD FEASIBLY ERUPT AT ANY MOMENT????
I WARNED U THIS SHIT WOULD FUCK U UP MAN I FUCKIN WARNED YOU GOD DAMN I NEED 2 SIT DOWN
my 6-year-olds were upset because i taught them ‘television’ and they were like NO TEACHER IT’S A TV
so i wrote ‘television’ on the board and highlighted “T” and “V” and they reacted like i’d just taught them the secrets of the universe