hogwartsaheadcanon:

Do you ever think about the other Hufflepuff first years who got sorted with Tonks? Like they were probably thinking “This is so great, everyone’s gonna be so nice and chill and this seems like the non-drama house, I’m gonna be able to kick back and relax and take my education at my own pace with understanding and support from those around me and—”

And then fucking eleven year old Nymphadora Tonks breaks down a door, comes bursting into the room, hyped up as if she’s downed six cans of Monster back to back, like “HEY GUYS I’M TONKS WE’RE GONNA BE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS HEY DOES ANYONE ELSE WANT TO GO BREAK INTO THE OTHER COMMON ROOMS OR DO FRIENDSHIP PIERCINGS WITH A SAFETY PIN OH MERLIN THIS IS GONNA BE SO MUCH FUN I HAVE CAFFEINATED BEVERAGES AND A SELECTION OF PUNK ALBUMS ON VINYL FROM NOW ON OUR BEDTIME IS NEVER”

Like there is no way these children could have prepared themselves for Nymphadora Tonks, there is no way.