come on over, ghetto baby
Cheryl’s drunken dancing in the streets of South Africa
everyone’s childhood otp
"You do it, then, if you’re so clever," Ron snarled.
Hermione rolled up the sleeves of her gown, flicked her wand, and said, “Wingardium Leviosa!”
Their feather rose off the desk and hovered about four feet above their heads.
I finally meet my childhood hero and he’s trying to kill us. What a joke.