Having a Harry Potter marathon with my parents
Its basically me watching them,watch the movie. I’m so proud that it was my dad’s idea. They have seen most of them but not all and not in order.
We hit the halfway mark in Azkaban and things got dicy.
All of a sudden a wild dad appeared and was sleeping. Needless to say I was a tad angry. I mean who falls asleep during Potter?! I then went up and punched him (it was a gentle punch) in the arm and yelled “wake up you muggle!” after he woke up I asked if he had intentionally disrespected the house of Potter. He had no comment.
Until he went on a surprisingly long joke spree about Dobby the house elf. Who know there are so many options? So it was either kill him or pause it. We paused.
Basically it went like this
Pride for my parents and happiness for an excuse to watch HP again.
Then the battled started

Now I’m just like
with some
It wasn’t as bad as this sounds. Kinda.
We are going to press on,finishing 3 and starting 4 tomorrow.
So this has no point I just thought Tumblr should know I live with muggles and it makes me sad.


