Harry Potter

My favourite Harry Potter quotes

Because why not? It’ll be from books and movies both!

1. No need to call me sir, Professor.– Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (book)


I clearly remember the first time I read this utterly savage quote in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, I put my book down and went, “Oh, damnnnnnnn! That must have HURT!” And I still do. Every. Single. Time.

2. Turn to page 394.– Severus Snape, Prisoner of Azkaban (movie)

I love the way Alan Rickman delivered this dialogue, which resulted in it becoming one of the most legendary lines in the Harry Potter fandom.

3. We could have been killed, or worse, expelled.– Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (book)

How 10-year-old Emma Watson (yeah, she was 10 at the time of shooting the movie) is excellent and made me laugh a lot. And I’m sure I’m not the only one!

4. We’ve got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.– Sirius Black, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (book)

Sirius could have been a loyal Death Eater to Voldemort, inherit his family’s vast fortune and be the perfect son in general, if he had chosen the Dark side. However, he did not do any of that. He remained loyal to his best friends, godson and The Order of the Phoenix until his last breath and fiercely hated The Dark Lord and his followers. I find that really admirable.

5. Working hard is important. But there is something that matters more: believing in yourself.– Harry Potter, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (movie)

This is so true. It really speaks to me. I can’t verbally express how much I adore this quote. If you don’t believe in yourself, you will immediately lose the will to work hard.


I hate what they did to Ron and Grover in the movies

Ron and Grover were super cool characters.

Without Ron, Harry would have starved more than he already in his Aunt and Uncle’s home and would have little happiness in his life. May I also remind you all that in the Prisoner of Azkaban book, Ron had a broken leg but still stood up and said ‘If you’re going to kill Harry, you’ll have to kill us first!’, but in the movies they made Hermione say it. They also made Ron a comic-relief character who was only interested in food and nothing else. Yes, Ron was a huge foodie in the books, but the movies did show his brave moments — breaking Harry out of his room in The Chamber of Secrets, destroying Slytherin’s locket in The Deathly Hallows, and sacrificing himself in the game of wizarding chess in The Philosopher’s Stone, to name a few. Howecer, they didn’t show his immense dedication to Quidditch and his becoming Prefect, for example.

But my complaints about Ron’s character are nothing when compared to what the screenwriters did to Grover Underwood’s character. I have not watched the movie, just some scenes and a MovieFlame video which called it a ‘disrespect’ to the book.

In the Lightning Thief book, it was evident that Grover loved nature. However, the movie did not show anything like that, which is plain stupid, because it makes a large part of his personality. They made him all confident and suave and (I hate to use this phrase, but there’s nothing else in my vocabulary) a ladies’ man. And that absolutely cringe dance scene at Lotus Casino? Ugh! Grover was nothing like that in the books. He had huge self-esteem issues with himself for failing Thalia, Luke, Annabeth and Percy to camp safely.

Thanks for hearing me rant,


Interview with a fictional character

Interview with a fictional character (part 4)


I’m here with another interview with a fictional character! It’s…. Tom Riddle a.k.a. Lord Voldemort! SH(notSherlockHolmes), a great friend and blogger, gave me this superb idea. Thanks!

Let’s, uh, let’s begin before he decides to go on a killing spree. (Also: He is not aware I am a Muggle-born because I have told him I’m a Muggle-hating pureblood, so please, for your own sake, do not tell him my real blood status.) This interview is placed during the First Wizarding War.

We are, um, delighted to have you with us.
TR: Gosh, can we be done with this already?

Q: A small introduction, please, Mr. Riddle.
A: *snappishly* I’m Lord Voldemort, not Tom Riddle. Don’t call me by my filthy Muggle father’s name. I’m the commander of the Death Eaters. Darkest wizard of all time. Heir of the great Salazar Slytherin.

Q: How would you describe yourself?
A: Dark. Sinister. Sadistic. Not to mention, super cool. 

Q: What’s your greatest wish?
A: To be immortal and rule over the entire world.

Q: What are your talents?
A: I was a brilliant student during my time at Hogwarts and was a great favourite of all teachers, except that Albus Dumbledore. I specialize in Dark magic. I’m also exceptional in duelling. I’m an Occlumens and the best Legilimens. I can fly without a broomstick.

Q: What’re the qualities you look for in a person you’ve just met?
A: They should be loyal to the death. Should be interested in the Dark Arts. Should not be a sissy. Should be atleast half-blood. 

Q: Who’s your favourite Death Eater?
A: Bellatrix and Severus, without a doubt. Oh, and Bartemius Crouch Jr. was quite great too.

We, erm, loved having you with us!

TR: *goes out of the room dramatically, with loads of flourishes of his wand and robes*
Me: *is visibly traumatised*

S-see you! B-bye!

Snigdha (definitely a Muggle-hating pureblood)

Harry Potter

The Marauders

Hey people!

Being the insane Marauders fan I am, I stumbled upon a song in Marauders playlist on Spotify which really fits them in their Year One at Hogwarts. It’s ‘Home’ by Phillip Phillips.

Here’s a snippet of the song:

Hold on to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave (wave) is stringing us along

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble, it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found.

Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m gonna make this place your home

I imagine that first-year James is singing this to Sirius, Remus and Peter (who I personally think was neglected by his parents because of a much more successful sibling). According to me, James was the only Marauder who was not emotionally or physically scarred when he came to Hogwarts, because of his rather pampered life as the only son of the wealthy inventor of Sleekeazy’s Hair Potion, Fleamont Potter. Sirius was almost certainly neglected by his parents before he came to school because he held his family’s pure-blood mania in contempt. Remus was affected by lycanthropy at age 4, as you may have read in one of my posts. And I’ve already told you the reason why I think this song is also a comfort to Peter.

P.S: You guys better appreciate this post, because you know I’m very busy with exams. I only did this one because an idea popped up in my head when I was doing nothing in Science class.


Draco’s Diary (Part 7)

21st December 1996:

I accidentally gatecrashed into Slughorn’s stupid Christmas party today. I was trying to be subtle and go to the Room but the idiotic caretaker, Filch, caught me. The idiot grabbed me by the ear. “Ouch!” I howled. But he ignored me. He looked so happy catching me out of bed. 

            When we reached Slughorn, my eyes widened. It was extravagantly decorated. It was so large. He’d probably used an Undetectable Extension Charm. There was crimson and green everywhere.

           I saw Eldred Worple, the author of Blood Brothers: My Life Amongst the Vampires. It was an amazing book. And when I looked closely, he had a vampire with him! Why has he got a vampire here?! He’s a danger to everyone in this party, I thought. Slughorn himself was somewhere speaking to someone in his ear-splitting booming voice.

           Who else was he talking to but Potter! And Snape was with him. Goodness, Snape. He’s been trying to interfere in my plans the whole time. It’s such a pain. So I’d stolen the Polyjuice Potion from Slughorn and got Crabbe and Goyle to change into girls and guard the Room while I was working.

           Back to the party, Filch wheezed, “Professor Slughorn, I discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to have been invited to your party and to have been delayed in setting out. Did you issue him with an invitation?”

           I pulled myself free of Filch’s grip.

           “All right, I wasn’t invited!” I said angrily. “I was trying to gatecrash, happy?”

           “No, I’m not!” said Filch, a statement at complete odds with the glee on his face. “You’re in trouble, you are! Didn’t the Headmaster say that night-time prowling’s out, unless you’ve got permission, didn’t he, eh?”

           “That’s all right, Argus, that’s all right,” said Slughorn, waving a hand. “It’s Christmas, and it’s not a crime to want to come to a party. Just this once, we’ll forget any punishment; you may stay, Draco.”

           I was frustrated and unhappy but was careful not to show it. I had to get to the Room of Requirement.

           Filch shuffled away, muttering under his breath. I composed my face into a smile and began thanking Slughorn for his generosity and started sucking up to him.

           “It’s nothing, nothing,’ said Slughorn, waving away my thanks. “I did know your grandfather, after all …”

           “He always spoke very highly of you, sir,” I said quickly. “Said you were the best potion-maker he’d ever known …”

           Suddenly, Snape said, “I’d like to have a word with you, Draco.”

           “Oh, now, Severus,” said Slughorn, hiccoughing again, “it’s Christmas, don’t be too hard —”

           “I’m his Head of House, and I shall decide how hard, or otherwise, to be,” said Snape curtly. “Follow me, Draco.”

           He led me down a corridor.

           “Why’ve you got me here?” I asked him rudely.

           Ignoring my question he said “What did you do to the Bell girl? You cannot afford mistakes, Draco, because if you’re expelled —”

           “I didn’t have anything to do with it, all right?”

           “I hope you are telling the truth, because it was both clumsy and foolish. Already you are suspected of having a hand in it.”

           “Who suspects me?” I said angrily. “For the last time, I didn’t do it, OK? That Bell girl must’ve had an enemy no one knows about — don’t look at me like that! I know what you’re doing, I’m not stupid, but it won’t work — I can stop you!”

           There was a pause. I felt Snape trying to sift through my brain. I quickly used Occlumency. I’d never felt more grateful to Aunt Bellatrix for teaching me it.

           “Ah … Aunt Bellatrix has been teaching you Occlumency, I see. What thoughts are you trying to conceal from your master, Draco?”

           “I’m not trying to conceal anything from him, I just don’t want you butting in!”

           “So that is why you have been avoiding me this term? You have feared my interference? You realise that, had anybody else failed to come to my office when I had told them repeatedly to be there, Draco —”

           “So put me in detention! Report me to Dumbledore!” I jeered.

           There was another pause. Then Snape said, “You know perfectly well that I do not wish to do either of those things.”

           “You’d better stop telling me to come to your office, then!”

           “Listen to me,” said Snape, his voice very low. “I am trying to help you. I swore to your mother I would protect you. I made the Unbreakable Vow, Draco —”

           “Looks like you’ll have to break it, then, because I don’t need your protection! It’s my job, he gave it to me and I’m doing it. I’ve got a plan and it’s going to work, it’s just taking a bit longer than I thought it would!”

           “What is your plan?”

           “It’s none of your business!”

           “If you tell me what you are trying to do, I can assist you —”

           “I’ve got all the assistance I need, thanks, I’m not alone!”

           “You were certainly alone tonight, which was foolish in the extreme, wandering the corridors without lookouts or backup. These are elementary mistakes –”

           “I would’ve had Crabbe and Goyle with me if you hadn’t put them in detention!”

           “Keep your voice down!” spat Snape, for my voice had risen. “If your friends Crabbe and Goyle intend to pass their Defence Against the Dark Arts O.W.L. this time around, they will need to work a little harder than they are doing at pres —”

           “What does it matter?” I questioned him. “Defence Against the Dark Arts — it’s all just a joke, isn’t it, an act? Like any of us need protecting against the Dark Arts —“

           “It is an act that is crucial to success, Draco!” said Snape. “Where do you think I would have been all these years, if I had not known how to act? Now listen to me! You are being incautious, wandering around at night, getting yourself caught, and if you are placing your reliance on assistants like Crabbe and Goyle —”

           “They’re not the only ones, I’ve got other people on my side, better people!”

           “Then why not confide in me, and I can

           “I know what you’re up to! You want to steal my glory!”

           There was another pause, then Snape said coldly, “You are speaking like a child. I quite understand that your father’s capture and imprisonment has upset you, but —”

           I couldn’t bear to listen to him for even one more moment. I burst open the door and walked past Slughorn’s office. I went to the dorms and started packing for the holidays.

           I hate Snape. I hate Snape, so, so much.

To learn more about Polyjuice Potion, click on the link below: https://www.wizardingworld.com/writing-by-jk-rowling/polyjuice-potion.

Slughorn’s Christmas Party (Draco’s 6th year)

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