Children. They were teaching children.
Rowena, Godric, Salazar; they tended to forget that. They saw young minds, young acolytes - eyes that would look up to them. Not innocence. Not childish wonder.
Toughen them, said Godric.
Make them smart, said Rowena.
And ambitious, above all, said Salazar.
But war and the real world; that was not where children belonged. Aye, they would belong one day, but it was not their part to turn them cruel, make them hard, make their eyes dart sideways always looking for ways to twist the world to further their own ends. They were to protect them. Shield them from the worst so that some good, some kindness would find its way into an ever darkening world. To give them weapons and teach them how to use them, but never tell them that those weapons were their only hope.
She’d seen in all the battles she’d rode out to just how dark the world could be. Was it not their duty to bring light into this world? To fight darkness with light; not with more darkness - with divisiveness and strife and hatred?
I will take them all, she said.
I will protect the ones you will not. I will save them. I will give them a home. They will be the last rays of all that is good in this world. I will teach them kindness. I will teach them loyalty. I will teach them selflessness.
I will teach them how to be the backbone, the heart of this world. I will teach them how to stand steadfast, when all hope is lost.
I will teach them how to be human, to be more than just one single word.
No, she knew, theirs would not be an easy path, or a glorious one. They would have no songs. No great tales in books. No laurels. No consolation, no thanks.
But they would be the reason why, when the darkness finally came, all of them in all their different colours would stand shoulder to shoulder and draw their wands as brothers in arms.
Not for achievements. Not for trophies. Not for power.
For goodness. For hope.
And when the time came for them to choose the words that would forever guide the children that would come to them, Helga smiled and engraved, upon a bronze plaque, these words:
Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.
(But her students remembered a very different set of words. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.)
(Helga Hufflepuff requested by boney-eyes-jefferson)
#and this my friends is why no one is quite sure what a hufflepuff really is#the answer is: everyone #they come in a million different shapes and sizes#they could be braver than gryffindors #and more cunning and more ambitious than slytherins #even smarter than ravenclaws #but they all come to hufflepuff #and there learn to be loyal and fair and goodhearted #and that quite possibly #is why hufflepuff has hardly any dark witches and wizards #because they have learnt how to be the very last line of defence #before chaos takes over the world #and thisTHIS is the sleeping dragon you do not tickle #because if they can’t protect the earth you can be damned well sure they’ll avenge it #look i gave myself hufflepuff feels
What happens to cats in zero gravity ? more educational gifs«
OH GOD THOSE POOR BABIES i am sobbing i am laughing so hard
In the last pic the cat is all “oh thank god I found ground NO WAIT COME BACK GROUND”
THOSE POOR BABIES OMG WHY AM I LAUGHING AT THIS
TURN UP AT THE DAD DISCO → ( listen )
mix for when yr a 35 yr old Cool Dad getting HELLA turnt @ the club and embarrassing yourself but you don’t care because you’re fly as hell, wearing a rolex watch and highwaisted jeans, popping and locking to a song that never stopped being cool in your heart
1. dancing in the street - david bowie & mick jagger 2. our house - madness 3. whip it - devo 4. safety dance - men without hats 5. we built this city - starship 6. dancing queen - ABBA 7. don’t bring me down 8. bohemian rhapsody - queen 9. eye of the tiger - survivor 10. dance - michael nesmith 11. do you wanna touch me (oh yeah) - joan jett 12. roxy roller - nick glider 13. metal guru - t.rex 14. i want to rock and roll all nite - kiss 15. rock the casbah - the clash 16. let’s dance - david bowie
bless this post
FYI TUMBLR: THIRTY-FIVE YEAR OLDS WERE BORN IN 1979. If yon cool dad was gettin’ down to fuckin’ t.rex he was doing it because his mom never noticed glam was dead and danced around with him in the livingroom after changing his diaper.
A more accurate list of artists that 35 year olds will jump to the dance floor for if we want to reach back into those ANCIENT days of our teens and early twenties, in no particular order (and with PLENTY to make fun of):
The Fugees, Right Said Fred, Janet Jackson (especially Rhythm Nation or later), TLC, Ricky Martin (livin’ la vida loca), Britney Spears, The Backstreet Boys, MONTEL FUCKING JORDAN (THIIIS IS HOW WE DOOOO IT), Sugar Ray (though will probably pretend it’s ironic), House of Pain, Robyn (the first time she was awesome, before you fuckers were born), Ace of Base (because we saw the damn sign, alright?), Usher, Coolio, En Vogue, Snow (It will DEFINITELY be ironic), Madonna (she is eternal, let’s be real), Salt N Peppa, The Proclaimers, Prince and the New Power Generation, PM Dawn, Red Hot Chili Peppers, SIR MIX-A-LOT, No Doubt, Color Me Badd (but we’ll be totally ashamed of ourselves), Mariah, Whitney, Michael, Guns N Roses, Barenaked Ladies, Will Smith (both during and post-Fresh Prince), Fastball, Chumbawumba, Nsync, The Spice Girls, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Hole, Jay-Z, Smashmouth, Moby, Blackstreet, R. Kelly, Christina Aguilera, Jimmy Eat World, Destiny’s Child (BEYONCE IS OURS), Pink, Nelly, Sisqo (thong th-th-th-thong), J-Lo,…
and on and on and on. If you’re gonna make fun of my generation, get it right. There are so many things you can mock us for, truly. But damn it, we grew up in the 90s. N-I-N-E-T-I-E-S. Oh, and you’re wearing our clothes, btw.