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slowburnotptrash:

Ron really mentioned loving Hermione more than once in the books… 

“I love you, Hermione,” said Ron, sinking back, rubbing his eyes wearily. Hermione turned faintly pink, but merely said, “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that.” “I won’t,” said Ron into his hands. “Or maybe I will … then she’ll ditch me …” ― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

“All’s fair in love and war,“ said Ron brightly, “and this is a bit of both.”― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

I still have yet to understand why (within the fandom) Ron is considered the ‘token straight’ in the golden trio. 

I mean, Harry ‘the bi who lived’ Potter is almost-canon by this point, and Ron (even if you don’t think he fancied Krum) certainly has many close relationships with other boys. 

If anyone is the token straight of the trio, it’s Hermione. She just doesn’t like other women that much.

Hermione: Sometimes, I feel like I’m some alien life-form that no-one will ever be attracted to. Especially the red-headed boy I like. 

Harry: Really? Okay, hold that thought. (yells across the common-room) OY, RON! 

Ron: Yeah, mate; what is it? (spots Hermione) Oh, hi Hermione. You okay? You look sad. 

Harry: Hermione thinks she’s ugly. 

Ron: What? That’s ridiculous. Hermione; you can’t be the brightest witch of the age if you think that. You’re ridiculously pretty. Well…(blushes bright red) I…I think you are, anyway.

Hermione: …

[Hermione.exe has stopped working]

Okay, this is a random question, and feel free to ignore it. What is the fluffy extra blanket on top of your normal blankets called in British English? In American (at least my bit of America) we call it a comforter, but I’m 95% sure it’s got a different name in British English. (Sorry to bother you, but you’re always so sweet about answering Brit-picking questions.)

Well, to start with, in the UK, most of us tend to use duvets instead of blankets/sheets. On top of that (in the colder months, at least) many of us use what other people refer to as a comforter (which is often a thick blanket, often with a fleece lining or fleece texture to it). 

In the UK, we do call it a comforter (at least, in recent years), but they are also known as a quilt (or ‘continental quilt’ as they were known when they were first introduced), as well as a eiderdown. I personally call them comforters, but that’s just me. 

This wasn’t a bother at all! I really enjoy helping people gain some understanding of the bizareness of British culture and language. And thank you; that means a lot to me. I’m glad you like my content!

Do you have any tips for writing an attack/raid scene in a HP fic? Like the aurors attacking a death eaters manor? I’ve struggling with it for months because I just seem to be unable to write an action scene. (Sorry if I’m annoying you and thanks in advance❤)

No idea. I don’t tend to write action-orientated fanfics (mine are usually more fluff and relationship-based stuff). 

I’m going to tag @diva-gonzo @pynki and @burgundydahlia in on this; since they’re all much more experienced writers than me. 

Hope that helps, anon; thank you for the message (you weren’t being annoying at all). 

hi ! saw your post about harry potter entering the public domain and the fact that everyone on the planet is gonna gun to fix it all. hp actually enters public domain 70 years after rowlings death provided it isn’t bought immediately after, so you better write those reboot/retcons into your goddamn will lol x when will we be given justice, and a diverse harry potter ??

Hopefully, cyborgs will have been invented by that point, so I’ll still be around. If not, I’ll ask other people to do it for me. 

Thanks for the ask, anon. 

Ginny: Did Harry just tell me that he loves me for the first time?
Hermione: Yes.
Ginny: And did I actually finger-gun him in response?
Hermione: Yes, you did.
Ginny: (face-palms) Urghhhhhh….
Hermione: Nevermind… it could be worse; do you remember when Ron told me he loved me for the first time?
Ginny: Didn’t you tell him to make sure Lavender didn’t hear him?
Hermione: (staring off into the middle distance) I told him to make sure Lavender didn’t hear him…