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Pandora Blishwick | Co-Editor of the Quibbler | Ravenclaw | Sixth Year | Pureblood

[harrypotterhousequotes]

RAVENCLAW: “Are there not books that can make us live more in one single hour than life can make us live in a score of shameful years?” –Oscar Wilde (Gilbert: The Critic as Artist)

[misspandoracharm]

Halloween Asks

Bat: If you could transform into any kind of animal, what animal would you be?

Black Cat: Are you superstitious? If so, what are you superstitious about?

Broomstick: If you could travel anywhere in the world where would it be?

Candy Corn: What food disgusts you the most?

Cauldron: What is your favorite thing to cook?

Cobwebs: One place you would never want to get lost in in the dark?

Coffin: Are you claustrophobic?

Demon: What is your worst flaw?

Eerie: One thing that always creeps you out?

Fright: What is your biggest fear?

Ghost: If you could be reincarnated, would you come back as another human or an animal? If an animal, what kind?

Gravestone: Ideal way you'd like to die?

Haunted House: If you could be roommates with anyone of your choice, who would you pick?

Hocus Pocus: What is the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard?

Howel: Your favorite kind of dog?

Jack-o'-lantern: Do you have any scars? If so, how many?

Monster: What is your favorite scary movie to watch in the dark?

Mummy: Would you rather be buried or cremated when you die?

Potion: What is your favorite thing to drink? Alcoholic and non alcoholic?

Pumpkin: What is your favorite food around the holidays?

Scream: Easiest way to scare you?

Skeleton: Tell me one of your biggest secrets?

Spooky: What was your last nightmare about?

Trick or Treat: Tell me about the greatest prank you've ever pulled?

Vampire: Which one are you? Early bird or night owl?

Witch: If could have the power to cast any kind of spell, what kind of spell would you cast?

Zombie: What is one food you always overeat?

[serenamantovani]

The cafe was nearly filled with the lunch rush on the weekend. Hogsmeade wasn’t usually her ideal spot to work, but she had to compromise for her work. Spying wasn’t as exciting as people thought it was, and she was grateful for the movies making it so that her presence inconspicuous. “What are you doing?” she asked as the person sat down across from her uninvited. 

[misspandoracharm]

The steam floating from Pandora’s shepard’s pie made her cheeks blush a bit as she wiggled through the crowd. Blimey, there are a lot of people here. “’Scuse me, mate...Sorry...Oh, sorry...” Where am I going to sit? There seemed to be people in every inch of this place. An open seat appeared in her line of vision, and Pandora took full advantage. “Ah, finally. I thought I’d never find a seat in this place.” Filled with her excitement over finding a chair, Pan’s voice was rather chipper when she offered a hardy “Hello!” to the girl across from her.

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//Ravenclaw Aesthetic//

[misspandoracharm]

bartytheunderdog:

“Don’t worry about it. Take your time, Blishwick. I’m basically living every boy’s dream here.”

“They’re just breasts, Barty. And they’re covered by a bra, so it’s really not that exciting.”

[misspandoracharm]

absolutely-abigail:

“Blackbeard, he’s a Tonkinese - like - Siamese colouring, but fluffier,” Abby looked on in surprise as Pandora’s cat actually obeyed her. God knew her own feline was the opposite of obedient - contrary was the word to describe him, as Toby had told her many times. Not that the Gryffindor had attempted to remember that. “He’s only a couple years old, still acts like a kitten. I think Toby had him last, but I don’t remember,” she admitted sheepishly.

Pandora listened intently to her description. Blackbeard, that’s a badass name. I wonder if she know the history behind Blackbeard’s - PANDORA NOW’S NOT THE TIME FOR EDUCATIONAL ANECDOTES! She shook her thoughts away. “Go’ it, Aileana?” Her furry friend scurried off in her search. “She’ll find him for you. I can guarantee it. Wanna wait here with me?”

[misspandoracharm]

Boathouse Extravaganza

[misspandoracharm]

actuallyantonin:

He raised an eyebrow at her, lifting the wine glass from her and placing it onto the windowsill. “Who brings wine to a school party,” he muttered, seemingly deciding he preferred the butterbeer he had collected earlier. Nodding in approval of her actions, he snorted. “Calm my testosterone? That’s a new one.”

Antonin was quiet for a moment. If she watched his face, she’d see a soft smile take over his features as he was lost in his own thoughts. “So aside from idiots flirting despite the fact that you have your Lovegood, has anything interesting happened lately?” he asked, leaning against the wall. There was no way his studied nonchalance wasn’t intentional.

“Someone is obviously trying to up their classiness to impress insecure women....or they’re trying to drug them into a stooper. Either option is equally plausible.” Despite the sudden reminder of how shitty the world, and men, can be sometimes, Pandora swung her legs back and forth with slight glee. Her black skinny jeans elongated her legs even more, but still her outfit wasn’t exactly party. Her sweater paired with her black bralette and sneakers gave off a subtle “Come hither, but not too close because only to chat and have a laugh because despite my casual relationship with tall, dark, and handsome Antonin, I’m not really looking for casual sex.” This was the look Pandora usually strove for.

“Well, you need to. That pretty, chiseled face of yours can’t be damaged by a stupid altercation.” He looked so beautiful when he smiled. She wished he did that more. Antonin typically looked so dashing and serious. His smile made him more approachable and soft and truly beautiful. “I don’t ‘have’ my Lovegood. Xenophilius has been around for years. He’s just...intriguing now, but I’m not sure in what way.” She pondered for a moment. “Oh, I had to dismiss some shitty talk from Cora What’s-Her-Fuck the other day.”

[misspandoracharm]

Pretty City Asks

London: How do you take your tea?

Paris: Describe your favorite kiss.

Dublin: Do you believe in Soul mates?

Oslo: What keeps you warm?

Amsterdam: What is your ideal night out?

Los Angeles: What would you change about yourself?

Milan: How do you think others describe you?

Prague: What is your favorite season?

New York City: What gets you up in the morning?

Hong Kong: What is your earliest childhood memory?

Tel Aviv: What is your favorite thing about your family?

Las Vegas: Have you ever broken a heart?

Madrid: Describe your aesthetic.

Chicago: What do you ache for?

Toronto: Describe your ideal partner.

Sorrento: What is your weakness?

Cairo: Whats your favorite quote?

Budapest: What tattoo do you want?

Mumbai: What is your favorite scent

Stockholm: What scares you?

[cllaryfray]

“Hogwarts is my home.” 

[misspandoracharm]

Experimenting

[misspandoracharm]

severus-the-cynic:

Severus glared at her giggling and glared even harder at her description of him. He didn’t give her a reply and was startled when she began walking closer to him, causing him to stumble back a step. She didn’t deserve a reply or even a question of why she was so close; so Severus merely stared in return, not willing to back down from this strange and awkward staring contest. His eyes widened a fraction as a thought came to him. ‘What if she’s a legilim-’

Her sudden words destroyed the thought immediately. She was apologising and acknowledging her mistakes, a rare practice in this school. With her promise to better her actions, there wasn’t much more Severus could ask from her. He was still irked by the entire encounter however. He was ready to vocally accept her apology until she said it was funny. The forgiveness on his tongue immediately vanished as his eyes hardened their stare. “I fail to see the humour,” he said in a flat voice and swiftly turned to walk towards the door. As he reached the frame, he paused and looked back. “Don’t mention this to anyone.” And with that, he skulked down the halls without waiting for Blishwick to respond.

Why was he upset again? It’s not like I was laughi-? Shit. “Wait, Severus!” She moved towards the door after him. “I wasn’t laughing at you! I just meant -” He was gone. It was over. Well, that was almost a meaningful encounter with Severus Snape. Maybe next time, Pan.

[END]

[misspandoracharm]

heartofthemarly:

“My lovely Panda, you are carino. Care to walk and talk? I could use some fresh air and I think if I go outside alone, Lily will lock me in my room.” 

“’Course, Mar. I’m always up for a chat.” She snatched up a blueberry muffin for the road. “How could Lily distress when I am here to protect you?”

[dailyactress]

[misspandoracharm]

dailyactress:

Kaya Scodelario

[misspandoracharm]

peterpettigrew-rp:

He entered briefly before letting out a noise at seeing her changing. His hand went up to cover his eyes, “I swear I had no idea that you were-were-I’m sorry.” 

“Oh, no, wait! Peter!” She quickly tossed her sweater into her laundry and grabbed the blouse she was changing into. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m putting a shirt back on swiftly, I promise. Do come in.”

[misspandoracharm]

severus-the-cynic:

“And you used it?! You didn’t think of discovering what it was?!” “Severus…I can fix this.”

From a thread with @misspandoracharm​. Severus steps into the classroom just when Pandora’s potion goes awry and suddenly gains blue skin and cat features. Needless to say, Severus was definitely not happy and Pandora helped him return to normal with another concoction.

[Ending: Laugh and You’re Dead]

[misspandoracharm]

Boathouse Extravaganza

[misspandoracharm]

actuallyantonin:

He scoffed, rolling his own eyes. Pandora’s sense of humour was certainly peculiar; he was used to it by now. “I’ll drop it when she quits being obnoxious,” he assured his friend, obviously with the belief that Cora would never cease to be an annoying chit. Add to that some vague irritation that Pandora would dismiss her own problem so readily, well - the look he cast her rather than commenting on it spoke volumes.

“One of the prefects put them out for first years, so it should be safe - if not, then you know I’ll look after you.” Any negative mood on his part faded quickly; he pressed his hand against hers. “And someone will be getting accosted by me. But it’s too early in the night for someone to have tried that, anyway. How did you even get a glass of wine, Pan?”

“Well, I s’pose I shouldn’t hold my breath, then.” Pan could feel Antonin’s distaste for her attitude towards her....affliction. She knew it was no laughing matter, but so long as she avoids the source of the problem, there’s not need to mope about and dwell on it. Nevertheless, let Antonin be his normal brooding self. He was sexier that way, anyways “Okay. I trust you.” She held up the goblet to Ant in cheers but let it idle in her hands rather than sipping from it. She wasn’t thirsty just yet. 

“No need to accost anyone yet. Calm your testosterone and your masculinity.” The Eagle’s mind was so aloof and wondrous she’s forgotten all about the drink she’d initially offered. “Oh, some bloody younger year Gryffindor was trying to flirt with me and offered a drink. I took it just to get ‘im off my back, but I didn’t taste it, obviously.”

[misspandoracharm]

actuallyantonin:

He huffed. “I said pretty much,” he corrected, too quickly for it to be a genuine protest. After a moment, he sighed. “Look, I don’t know if that’s it exactly, but - it’s not a crush. It doesn’t - it’s too intense for that, if that makes sense? Maybe I’m just reading too much into it, but. It makes more sense based on what the books say.” She knew about his fondness for romance novels. He turned his head to meet her gaze, “I could have no idea what I’m talking about, but it doesn’t feel like it.”

“Well, if you’re even thinking about the possibility of loving him, that probably means you do. The human mind is too driven by logic and emotions to feel things unnecessarily.” Pandora reached up to pluck a dandelion from a patch above where their heads rested and held it between her and Antonin’s faces. “You mean you didn’t realize you loved him all along when he boom-boxed outside your window with flowers at his feet? I thought that’s how all love worked.”

[mylittlebookofquotes]

Call your mother. Tell her you love her. Remember you’re the only person who knows what her heart sounds like from the inside.

Rachel Wolchin (via mylittlebookofquotes)