youlighttheskyfanfiction:

jamespottxr:

We all talk about the mother-son relationship between Molly and Harry but barely of McGonagall and Harry

  • McGonagall
    spent hours spying on the Dursley’s and didn’t want Harry to be put in their care

  • she bought him a Nimbus 2000 with her own money and since it was new at the time, it must’ve cost a lot
  • she put Harry on the quidditch

    team without checking with Oliver Wood and if it had been another student who was caught flying, they would have been expelled on the spot

  • she defended Harry in front of Umbridge “He has achieved high marks in all Defence Against the Dark Arts tests set by a competent teacher”
  • “Potter. I will assist you to become an Auror if it is the last thing I do! If I have to coach you nightly I will make sure you achieve the required results!”

  • when Amycus spat at McGonagall, Harry cast the cruciatus curse on him which worked meaning Harry truly meant it, and when McGonagall called him foolish, Harry replied as if his actions didn’t need explanation 
  • “The scream was the more terrible because he had never expected or dreamed that Professor McGonagall could make such a sound” when

    McGonagall thought Harry was dead 

  • she was one of the first to reach Harry when he defeated Voldemort

zeptomole i feel like i need to write mcgonagall raising harry fic help

wrench-wench:

soryualeksi:

gavillain:

green-tea-and-baby-carrots:

lycanthropuns:

icanhelpyouthere:

icanhelpyouthere:

Headcanon that McGonagall is offended on a personal level that Umbridge loves cats. 

This literally got 600 more notes just while I was at dinner what the fuck

How has nobody thought about this before tbh

Ok but imagine McGonagall in cat form prowling around the castle, in strategically chosen places so that Umbridge will come across her. 

Umbridge takes the cat back to her office and feeds it a little saucer of milk. The cat starts coming back to Umbridge’s office around the same time every night, until eventually Umbridge gets into a little routine of setting out a saucer of milk for the cat before bed. 

McGonagall now has all the best secrets on Umbridge, all of the results of the evaluations, and most importantly, is in a perfect position to spy on the ministry for the Order of the Phoenix. 

All because Umbridge is obsessed with cats.

The mental image McGonagall lapping up that milk while full of burning hatred for Umbridge amuses me in ways I can hardly describe.