Imagine Ron and Harry having a sleepover and before going to sleep Harry jokingly says "aren't you gonna give me a goodnight kiss?" and Ron just goes and kisses his forehead. No hesitation, no big deal for him.

And he doesn't know it's the first time someone gives Harry a goodnight kiss since his parents died.

And it's natural to Ron because at this point Harry is family. He used to kiss little Ginny's forehead like he observed his family did, stopped when they were teens cause they both would cringe. But Fred and George used to smooch everyone's heads out of nowhere (usually after successful pranks) laughing. Bill kissed Fleurs temples when they had to quickly part. Charlie, after Ron listened to him talk about dragons for hours and engaging in conversation, 'thanks' and kiss on the forehead before ruffling his hair (which is also a thing between Weasleys siblings! Harry got his hair ruffled all back in 1st year and even if it's headcanon created by movie scene (at the end of one movie one of the twins pats Ron's head while he's petting Harry's) I absolutely love it) Arthur would come to check up on his sleeping children after long day of work, giving forehead kisses as goodnights. And Molly oh of course Molly would give kisses any any gives occasion, cheeks to greet you, brows when you were sick and forehead for good dreams. Even Percy! Fred and George would tease him "no kiss goodnight?" so eventually he gave up fighting and was just giving it to them.

So when Harry teases him it seems most natural to lean in and give him kiss goodnight.

Cause that's what family does. He doesn't question it, it's like helping to set the table, borrowing your siblings' stuff, shaking hands when you greet someone.

Molly Weasley knowing her youngest is trans long before Ginny comes out, and reassuring her daughter that “we’ll still get you new clothes as quick as we can, dear. Ron’s hand-me-downs just wont do, will they?”, whenever Ginny worries about her transitioning being a burden to her family.

Molly Weasley immediately accepting the fact that Ron likes girls, “but also wouldn’t mind dating a guy like Krum”, and instead of making a big deal about it, just tells him embarrassing tales of her romantic life.

Molly Weasley finding out about Aspie Hermione and helping her sew weights into her robes and making her stim toys and teaching her spells to help with noise. (And never hesitanting in any of this, even when’s she’s mad at Hermione, because her anger will never overshadow her need to care).

Molly Weasley send the Twins constant letters reminding them to study, as well as little ways she finds to improve focus, and reminding them that even if their ADHD makes it too hard sometimes, she’s still so proud of them.

Molly Weasley doing everything she can to help Percy feel comfortable with his OCD, even in the chaos of the Burrow, and never going into his room because she knows it makes him paranoid, and not getting mad if his compulsions get in the way of her cleaning.

Molly Weasley meeting Ginny’s new friend Luna, who switches pronouns whenever, and always making sure to ask Luna for the proper ones whenever they see each other. 

Molly Weasley sending howlers to anyone at Hogwarts who makes fun of Harry for the panic attacks he has. (Malfoy ends up with quite a few of them).

Molly Weasley happily accepting that she’ll never have grandchildren from her ace aro son Charlie, who prefers dragons to people anyway.

Molly Weasley sending extra care-packages to Hogwarts, with strict instructions to “give to whoever needs it most”.

Molly Weasley being a safe place for all her kids to turn to, even the ones she didn’t raise.

Molly Weasley being a Mother with a capital M.

Harry Potter headcanons are important to me.

Imagine first year Harry Potter looking for Fred and George to see if they want to have a snowball fight with him and Ron and finding an odd piece of parchment lying in their room. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter picking the parchment up and examining it, because he’s learning that in the wizarding world nothing is ever as it seems, not even old pieces of parchment. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter tapping his wand to the parchment to see if anything happens and, to his surprise, seeing thin, angular writing appear as if written by an invisible hand. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s excitement when the parchment reads: Mr. Prongs asks who is trying to uncover the carefully guarded secrets of the Marauders. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter whispering “My name is Harry Potter and I didn’t mean to pry,” before hurriedly trying to refold it and return it to where he’d found it 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s astonishment when the writing reappears, this time saying: Let Mr. Prongs share his immense joy that Harry Potter has found this. He hopes that Harry will find the contents of this parchment useful and use it in a way that would make his father proud. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s smile sliding off his face as he says quietly, “I don’t know. My father’s dead, you see. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter’s confusion when the writing appears once again, saying: Mr. Prongs wishes to tell Harry Potter that while his father may be dead, he is still looking out for him and is incredibly proud of him. Mr. Prongs hopes that Harry Potter knows his father loves him very much. 

Imagine first year Harry Potter taking the map back to his dormitory and spending the rest of the evening talking to the mysterious Mr. Prongs about his mother and father, about whom the invisible man seems to know quite a bit.

It brings me SO MUCH joy that the plot of Chamber of Secrets basically happens because Lucius is terrified out of his mind of Arthur and Molly Weasley and their SEVeN kids who were all raised to hold the line in case anyone tried to start a genocidal regime again. They are so powerful and so dangerous to any attempted rise to power from the Death Eaters, and Lucius feels the need to try and marginalize and demonize them in order to decrease the threat they pose.

And boy was he right to be concerned, they are…unstoppable. Each and every one of them. You thought it was impressive that it took five Death Eaters to kill their uncles? Try having a couple Weasleys illegally on the airwaves, one destroying Voldemort’s Horcruxes, one protesting at Hogwarts, one running loose in the government, one housing escaped prisoners, and one getting foreign support!! More children than they can afford? Try more children than you can effectively stop!!

And then when they ALL show up to fight in the Battle of Hogwarts? What a trip for Lucius Malfoy! Hey bigots! Would you like to pick an opponent based on which Quidditch position they excel at, or do you wanna roll the dice and go with one of the brothers who got 12 OWLs? Those are your only two options because Weasleys are EVERYWHERE and the weak link is NO ONE. The fear that must have been in his heart when one or two of them was around every corner of the school taking down his DE pals…is so amazing to think about. Glorious. Iconic. Every Weasley has red hair, freckles, and a drive to destroy the concept of blood purity at all cost!!

The Weasleys are not always nice or right, but they are GOOD and they believe in standing up for what is good, and when evil is around they SHOW UP to fight it. No questions asked. And evil is so scared of them, so worried about what they can do, that it resorts to desperately weaponizing a little girl to try and stop them.

THIS IS AMAZING!!!! GO, WEASLEYS!!!

the wizarding world, of course, has mood rings that actually work

#this sounds like a cheap public education cut #‘hogwarts can’t afford a guidance counselor but we got a bunch of weasley wizarding wheezes mood rings; one for every student’ #harry: ‘hey mood ring how am I doing?’ #talking mood ring: ‘depression & ptsd bro’ #harry: ‘nice. and water is wet. good work mood ring’ (tags via @lullabyknell)

oh my GODS

also consider: moody rings. they’re regular talking mood rings, but they sulk.

also also consider: once fred and george meet Alastor Moody, they start to sell Moody rings.  they look just like the other rings but they tell you nothing about your mood, instead they yell CONSTANT VIGILANCE at intervals just long enough (several days, sometimes more) that you’re caught off guard every single time.  george has been reading some muggle self-help books for joke shop ideas.  “it’s mindfulness,” he says, “it grounds you in the moment”.

there’s a display rack in Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes that’s solely for the mood/moody/Moody rings, unpackaged.  they all look alike.  which kind do you want?  good luck!

#wait okay but i’m so here for george reading muggle self help books for jokes (tags via @metaphoricalicecream)

Yeah, it’s a hobby that turns out to be really useful once Fred dies

the most unrealistic thing about harry potter

is that no teacher ever called him James by accident, or that Ron never was called “Bill-, eh Charl-, no Per-, argh!”

As a younger sister who knows this struggle all too well: THIS IS REAL. Pretty sure 70% of my past teachers still think I’m called what my sister is called in fact.

Imagine Fred being called Percy by McGonagall accidentally and then he gets so offended that he refers to her by “Professor [insert any other name but McGonagall” for the rest of the year, costing Gryffindor a considerable amount of points one at a time.

From then on, she vows to just call them all Mr Weasley.

Until Ginny comes along and she calls her Mr Weasley by accident and Ginny “accidentally’ calls her Sir and it starts again.

It’s lightly off-topic but also slightly relevant but I have long cherished this mental image of Professor Snape saying something snappish to Harry in just the wrong tone of voice and Harry absentmindedly, wearily, and completely accidentally responding with, “Yes, Aunt Petunia.”

which would have all kinds of additional ramifications when you remember snape is the only one who knew petunia personally

He asks Harry to stay after class and straight up asks him “Am I truly that unpleasant?”

Okay, okay, okay, this is probably deeply off-track, but all I can think of is Harry––who upon learning that Snape, of all people, his pain in the neck potions professor knows his aunt––has now received what can only be called a psychic punch to balls. 

How, how, how, is a teenage boy supposed to rectify this, mentally? Connect these strange unjoined worlds to somehow explain that Snape––Snape!––knows his Aunt Petunia?

“It doesn’t make any sense, mate,” Harry tells Ron, blearily, desperately wishing at age thirteen years that his butter beer was a real beer. “It just––it can’t be. Why would he know Aunt Petunia?” Ron grimaces. “Why would he want to? I mean, I know he’s Snape, and all that, but––”

Harry writes his only letter back to #4 Privet Drive, dotted with tears, and it has one line: How do you know Severus Snape?

Petunia writes back: DO NOT MENTION THAT MAN EVER AGAIN. 

And this. This. Sparks a light in Harry’s head. This is the same way Petunia talks about celebrities who have deeply, personally offended her. Usually when she fancied them and then they got married. It’s so completely clear to him, now: Snape is deeply, irrevocably, utterly in love with Aunt Petunia. 

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