pick your potion.

phe-phe stormshade. twenty-five. snake. ( &. * // i’m gonna WITCH you and stick a pin right in you. my VOODOO is so addicting !! three silver spoons of BRANDY WINE, just a FROG and a little thyme, and baby, you’ll be MINE. // var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5461900"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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ALVARES.

burgundy-painted nails traced the gleaming cover of a vinyl. it featured a new duo that was all the rage in the wizarding word, which was perfect for her purposes. amelia really wanted her mother to expand her taste beyond muggle music. of course, her mother would never quite understand magic or wizardry, but this was the next best thing. ❛ yes, i think so. how much ? ❜ amelia felt around in her purse for the couple of galleons she had brought. she rarely made purchases like this, usually saving for clothes, books, the like. but she figured records were’t too expensive, and it would be nice to get something for her mum. 

       “oh, i don’t work here, dear.” phe-phe giggled. “i haven’t a clue. i was just merely curious.” she pulled off her cloak, moving to place it on the counter with her friend that worked there. she always liked to show off as much skin as possible, especially when she wore items that begged to be seen. like today, for instance: she was wearing a dress with the most darling spider web design on the back. her cloak did it a disservice. she sifted through the records. “so, you fancy wizard wrock then?” she asked, smiling coyly. “i would’ve guessed you were into more ... classic wizard vocalists.”

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NOTT.

damon idly browsed through the music selection. there was just something about music that always managed to put his mind at EASE. spotting something, he plucked the vinyl cover from the selection. nimble fingers danced around the edges as the eagle contemplated on whether or not to make the purchase. “ you know, i’m actually not too sure. but possibly ? ”

“oh, but it’s so old.” phe-phe said, walking around to stand next to the student. she glanced expectantly between the vinyl and the holder. “from the forties? don’t you want something newer and trendy and ... hot?” she asked, the same kittenish smile she typically wore firmly in place. “i saw the new record from the hippogriffs earlier, just there.”

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GARCES.

trixie perked the sound of another’s voice. she looked down at the vinyl in her hands before averting her attention back to the former slytherin. “oh no! i was just checking the disc quality. my dad has a copy at home, but it skips over his favorite song. when i get enough money i’ll come back for it though. it’d make the perfect father’s day gift.”

"how l o v e l y of you,” phe-phe mused. “i have no idea what fathers like in daughters, but i’m sure he’s fond of you. you seem like a sweetheart ... in any case, i was wondering because i believe i saw that earlier, in the used bin. i wouldn’t want you to waste any unnecessary sickles.”

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DONOVAN.

“ well, ” lyra started, unsure of where to begin. there was just so much to traveling. “ it’s just so LIBERATING. i love it, just being able to go from place to place, explore it a bit, and reporting on it is a plus. and it’s definitely a perk to get paid for doing what you love. ”

"i wish i could go anywhere i wanted, whenever i wanted ... i will one day,” phe-phe perked up. “just not quite yet. it must get lonely though.” she trailed off, her hair tumbling over her shoulder invitingly when she tilted her head to the side. “don’t you miss your family? ... friends? ... significant others ...”

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VALENTINE.

“i mean i suppose? especially if you didn’t know any of that before. and it’s fine no worries, it happens. it’s lovely to meet you phe-phe. i’m fatima, but i almost always get ‘tima.” fatima extends her own hand forward as the half-veela shakes phe-phe’s hand, her signature smile still written across her features. “i’m honestly surprised we haven’t met before, but it’s still LOVELY to meet you nevertheless.”

“fatima, fatima ... i once knew a girl named fatima, now that i think about it.” a muggle girl who no longer knew she existed, but no one needed to know about that. “such a beautiful name. i’m thrilled to make your acquaintance.” phe-phe said, bubbly. “well, you should come by the three broomsticks sometime for a drink. i work there.”

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GLOVER.

“Wait, Did I hear that correctly?” The question was whispered mostly to himself, he had overheard a lot of weird things as a ministry employee, but this might just be the weirdest.

"it’s true,” phe-phe volunteered. she was very composed, considering the m a y h e m that surrounded them. “they’re suspicious it was a squib, one who didn’t know it. only way to explain how they came inside the leaky cauldron-- i saw it myself!” 

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phe-phe blew dust off the top of an aged vinyl cover, then admiring the art work. she loved old things; or more specifically, underpriced things that would one day be worth loads and loads of galleons-- if they weren’t already. speaking of which: amber hues oozed with warmth as they landed on another customer. “are you going to B U Y that?”

[wizardgrcphics]

AESTHETIC GIFSETS ▬ Phe-Phe Stormshade ( @ofstormshade )

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WILKES.

     ’   what makes you think otherwise ??   ‘

"only that we’re standing in a sweets shop.”

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FLORES.

“ i mean, that was⎯ something… you must really adore this song to publicly embarrass yourself by singing it aloud. ” 

phe-phe actually giggled. to the witch, who lured many to the fields hinxworth with the sound of her voice alone, the former slytherin could sight bating when it was right before her eyes. she continued to dance to the slinky jazz tune, unbothered. “well, i had to do s o m e t h i n g to get your attention.” if there had been a narrator for phe-phe, the low toned voice would’ve then said: she had in fact, not been trying to get his attention; but it was rare when the mouse attempted to wound the cat-- and unfortunately, phe-phe wanted to play.

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LOVELACE.

“     oh     !      would i be seen as a nuisance if i joined you     ?     i mean,   i don’t want to be a burden to you or anything,    but i would love to.      ”

"you would be no nuisance at all. really, i hope i don’t disappoint. i know that many of your classmates have high standards. my home is far quainter than the castle.”

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( &. @ignicorsnadia​ )

“it’s nice to be s e r v e d for a change, opposed to the other way around.” still, phe-phe couldn’t help but think she could mix the drinks better.

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( &. @lrenzos )

“you think you're quite the wizard, got me under your spell, but guess what, mister wizard, you don't know me so well.” phe-phe sang along with celestina warbeck. “oh, i adore this song.”

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( &. @lilahisms )

“is it far too o p t i m i s t i c of me to hope i’ll win the raffle?”

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LESTRANGE.

“Sir. is my father’s title. So please don’t call me that. Name’s Cass. And when you have the time, get me another firewhiskey.”

“but of course, cass. i’ll call you whatever name you prefer.” phe-phe called from across the bar. a few moments later, a bottle of fire whiskey floated next to the wizard’s empty glass. the barmaid appeared not long after, taking it out of thin air to pour it. “are you new around hogsmeade?”

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BLACK.

fatima gives a soft shrug of her shoulders at the mention of her age, her smile never fading in the process and she supposed she didn’t mind. there were worst things to ask. “i suppose not, i’m eighteen. and we do age rather slow, so you were right about that.” the professional quidditch player could tell when she was being admired even though the half-veela happened to be happily married with no interest in anyone else, or eyes for anybody else expect her husband. of course though the blonde’s smile never faltered, as she continued on. “i really don’t mind, i’ve got some questions here and there before.” she admits with a nod of her head in understanding. “i don’t believe we’ve met before, have we? if so my apologizes.”

"how interesting ... so very, very interesting. oh! my apologies, i’d hate to forget my manners. everyone calls me phe-phe.” she flipped her freshly cut locks over her shoulder, then extending her hand towards the blonde.