JUST LIKE MY MOTHER BUT BOLDER

Priya Kapoor || 6th year Gryffindor || I'm tiny but I'm mighty, dammit.

[priyakapoor]

karinedsmrs‌:

“Some kind of muggle physics-focused assignment, maybe?” Karine smiled at the girl. “What Charms assignment is unlucky to be hated so strongly, that it would drive a girl to stacking books?” 

Friendly. Karine relaxed a bit. Between the angsty students, the Cato-obsessed students, and the students that were determined to be nothing but the best, she could always appreciate a friendly soul. For her, friendliness was often only shown to get to a new path of learning- and for now, maybe, a friend. “I like how you think, Priya. Lovely name. I’d imagine the librarian wouldn’t be happy to see her books used for this task… Accio.” With a quick wave of her wand, the stack of books that weren’t yet alphabetized in her bookshelf made way from her dormitory to the two. “Would these do? You have a wonder of the world to build, we can’t waste any time if I’m to pretend I helped with this venture.”

“Ahhh, yes! That’ll do. We’ll say it’s for muggle studies. Nevermind the fact that I’m not taking it.” Iya sighed, her thoughts returning to her abandoned work. “I don’t hate it, I guess. It was just stupidly difficult. The section in the textbook wasn’t making sense when it came to understanding what the hell I was supposed to do to actually cast the spell and I have temporarily given up on writing about it.” She didn’t mean to go on a tangent, she rarely does, but it was hard not to when it came to that which frustrated her. “Oh! Thank you! My parents did well on the naming front.” Iya watched as the stack of books came into sight, a giddiness beginning to bubble up about the sheer mass of new materials for this project. “You’re wonderful! You know, I think these will work perfectly. Should we take this to a courtyard? I think it’ll be less disruptive there.” She asked, as if disruption was something she was caring much about.

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indestrxctcble‌:

“ of course we are. so are you going to explain to me what you actually doing ? ” she asked raising an eyebrow at the fellow gryffindor. not that it mattered for any reason than the other had piqued her curiosity “ oh, it better be. i would like to think giving you my favorite book wasn’t all for nothing. ” the blonde laughed watching the other balance the book on top of the others. “ perfect because i have no motivation to do homework and this might just be the perfect excuse. ”

“Oh, I’m procrastinating on that charms assignment due tomorrow morning. But more importantly, I’m being creative, my dear girl.” Iya explained. It would get done, the assignment, but probably at three in the morning, for this was far more interesting. “It’s your favorite book! I’m so honored that you decided to help, then. What is it about?” Priya didn’t necessarily like reading. She found it so difficult the concentrate on the words that it felt like a huge waste of time for her. But she loved stories immensely, so she wouldn’t mind hearing about them. “Big mood, girlfriend.”

[priyakapoor]

fckpeter‌:

‘you’re the one who taught him yeet? yeet is so fucking old, priya! i’m so tired of him yeeting this and that.’ peter made a face, before shuddering at the thought of nate saying yeet in bed. horrendous. ‘you do make my life miserable but in a very endearing way. like, my life would be so much more miserable without you in it, but it’s also miserable with you. i know you wouldn’t hurt me. my family gets all uncomfortable if i try to invite you or any wix friend. they get all scared that someone will let the magic out, because it’s so stupidly taboo to have a wizard in the family, right? anyway, i just ate my weight in mashed potatoes and then threw up for a while. so yeah, food was good, i just ate too much.’ he laughed so obnoxiously at their creepy pretend uncle. ‘okay well, i slept with our creepy uncle, so. he’s not that bad, you just hate him extra because he’s taller than you. yeah, i said what i said.’

“Of course it was me! Who else cares enough to do it? Who else around here is cool enough? I don’t care if it’s old, it’s still good! But admittedly I’m super done with it too. There is only so much yeet I can take, Peter.” She defended herself, because the teaching of old memes was an important task that she didn’t take lightly. You had to build a foundation first. “Good. It’s my life’s work, making people miserable. Alright. Fair. I wouldn’t want to make them too uncomfortable.” Although she would. “Peter, you ate so much mash that you fucking puked? Badass. We do suffer for what we love, don’t we?” Priya grimaced at his mention of his relations with her arch enemy. “First of all, that’s fucking gross. But second of all, how dare you. Everyone is taller than me, and I don’t hate everyone. You, for instance! I don’t hate you. Keep testing me and that will change, but I hate him extra because he’s an asshole.”

[priyakapoor]

karinedsmrs‌:

If there was one thing Karine was, it was unfamiliar with the girl in front of her, or unfamiliar with everyone around her rather. Even then, the book stacking would likely be… Beneath the people she often surrounded herself with, but this was something else entirely. Goofy, sure- maybe a waste of time- but it was also very muggle, which even she could appreciate. She held out her father’s magical theory book to the girl beside her. “Is this for a project, or are you avoiding doing something relatively important? And if we’re to pretend it’s important, I don’t suppose you could make it… Larger? Tall enough to be a marvel in the world.

"I’m Karine, by the way.”

“If only this was for a project. Imagine a professor assigning a book tower. Now that would be my ideal class.” Iya joked, attention still centered on her task. “I’m procrastinating doing a charms assignment.” She admitted, turning towards the girl, eyes wide. “I like the way you think, mystery person. I like your ambition. Fortunately for you, I have the capability to make it larger than life, babe. We just need... a lot more books. Karine, welcome to the greatest project ever. I’m Priya.”

[priyakapoor]

fairmercer‌:

The creation made up of books had caught his attention as he passed, and that’s when he heard the unmistakable voice. “Maybe you could use this book, too?” He offered the one in his hands, which was similar to the one her eyes had been set on. His eyes were bright with excitement over what she was building. It maybe even gave him the slightest thrill to know the noisy mess it’d cause if it all fell to the floor, the same thrill breaking a minor rule gave him. “–But you add it, if you want? If I step too close, I might ruin it.”

Priya almost cheered at Mercer’s offer. “This is perfect! Even more perfect than the other. My friend, you have blessed this project.” She grinned, filled with a giddy sort of joy. “Noo, Mercer, you should add it! You absolutely will not ruin it! Here,” she picked up her last book, holding it in position, on an angle right above the currently flat top of the tower. “I’ll hold the other half! Add the book, homie.”

[priyakapoor]

alxhxmora‌:

TO BE FRANK , artemis was taken aback . majorly . she wasn’t used to her retorts being met by sarcasm - especially not sarcasm fleets above her own . only in alecor did she accept that , and even he managed to get on her nerves a lot from time to time .

HOWEVER , ARTEMIS WAS also used to disrespect . she didn’t believe she was entitled to it . she didn’t want the respect of the idiots who had decided to join dumbledore’s “thirteenth army” or whatever they had decided to call it . so , with a flash of her wand , and an  ❝ accio ,  ❞ under her breath , artemis sent her textbook hurtling towards priya’s finely designed tower with full intent of knocking it down . 

❝ HAPPY , PRINCESS ?  ❞ SHE smiled wickedly at the gryffindor .  ❝ i don’t know who the fuck you are , but here , in the library , we spend time studying , not building book forts . what are you trying to do , hide from someone ? did you finally annoy someone into forcing you to keep your trap shut ?  ❞

Priya saw the book coming. There wasn’t much she could do, nor was there anything she truly cared to do. “Destruction can also be art, I guess. I think I’ll name this one ‘an asshole gets a sick satisfaction from being an asshole.’ Fitting, isn’t it?” She began collecting the fallen books, this time sorting them into a neater pile.“Tried that, the whole studying thing, but this was far more fun. Some things are worth doing just for fun. Who are you to moderate that for others?” Iya gazed at her, her eyes narrowing in question. She was silent for a moment. “What motivates you to be the way that you are?” Priya figured she was moving quickly into some relatively dangerous territory. She could go into the whole ‘was it childhood trauma? Maybe fell off your broom one too many times?’ spiel, but she liked to pick her battles. Clearly not too much, for she still asked the initial question, but going a bit further might get her ass kicked.

[priyakapoor]

fckpeter‌:

‘oh nate! why do you hate nate? nate’s great.’ peter laughed, knowing full well priya didn’t actually hate the other. if priya really hated someone, it was well known but she rarely gave them the time of day. ‘oh my, my. you are one of a kind, ms. kapoor.’ he grinned as long arms wrapped around her to keep her close. ‘you don’t make my life miserable, am i not special in it? kidding, i know it’s because you love me most of all. i know, iya. i love you. i’m okay, promise. way better with you here. you’re preaching to the fucking choir, my family decided to have an end of summer barbeque and it was the most painful thing i’ve ever had to attend, and i roped myself into attending a deathday party. real family is the one you choose to have, like me and you. and nate, he can be our creepy uncle?’

“He’s a nuisance, Peter. Ever since I taught him how to use yeet he’s been yeeting all over the place.” There was a bit of regret tied to that one, but he’d cool off with it eventually. She hoped, anyway. “You’re saying I’ve never made your life miserable? I’m annoying as hell! But you’re right, I hold you to the highest esteem and wouldn’t dare lay a finger on you or do anything to make you anything but joyful. I’m glad that my presence makes it better. Ugh, a barbecue. You should have invited me! i know how to make any barbecue far more fun. Was the food good at least?” Priya grinned, thinking about the family she had come to know here. “That’s right. Homies for life, dude. Fine, he’s the creepy uncle. If the shoe fuckin’ fits, I guess.”

[priyakapoor]

indestrxctcble‌:

“ you know, i never thought i had any problems with you. ” she said looking over at the girl with a confused face. “ trust me, you’d know if i didn’t like you. ” the blonde spoke. she wasn’t usually the one to hide her feelings towards anyone. she thought it was pointless and it was better if people knew. “ okay, ” stella shrugged handing her the book she was holding with no question. she didn’t know what the other was doing but her interest had definitely been peaked. “ i mean, as long as i can sit here and watch you do all of this. ” 

“Oh! Wonderful, then. We’re perfectly on the same page here.” To be fair, Priya didn’t have problems with many people. Sure, her antics might have been trouble for some once in a while, but she didn’t think people disliked her that much. It was more of a joke than anything. “Your contribution is greatly appreciated. Trust me, it will not be forgotten. This book is crucial.” Iya held the book close to her for a moment before steadily balancing it with another. “You and your glorious self are more than welcome to observe! I don’t mind the company, my dude.”

[priyakapoor]

benjihadley‌:

“No, fine art means not being mean to books. How would you like it if somebody made a tower out of YOU?” Benji grumbled back at her as he held the book tighter to his chest, too stubborn to hand it over. “What if they fell over and died?” He knew he was being overly dramatic and Priya probably did too but he was going to milk this for all its worth. “It would be an honour for my book to fulfil its one purpose in life and get read.” 

“You realize that makes no sense, right? If someone made a tower out of me, that’d be sport. There are entire competitions for that, man! That is beside the point, though, Benji. You’re delaying the inevitable.” She was determined to get that book, now, especially with his reactions thus far. “It’s ONE PURPOSE?! You’re diminishing this book to a single purpose?! Why would you ever want to diminish anything to one singular purpose? That’s where your problem is, Benji. You’re stuck in a box! You need to widen your view, man. Imagine all that could be done when you stop looking at things as exclusive to one single purpose.”

[priyakapoor]

benjihadley‌:

A look of horror appeared on Benji’s face as he realised what Priya was doing. Making a tower of books? In a library? “What are you DOING?” He gasped and then held the book he was holding close to his chest, shaking his head rapidly. “Maybe we’d see more eye-to-eye if you weren’t defacing books in front of my poor innocent eyes.” 

“It is called fine art, Banjo. And fine art means sacrificing what is most valuable to you.” She reached her hand out for the book expectantly, although she doubted he would actually comply. Priya sighed. “I’m not defacing them. That’s a bit extreme. I’m stacking them, which will cause no harm to them! Come on. It’s the perfect color and size for the very top! It would be an honor for your book to be at the top of such an important piece of art.”

[priyakapoor]

alxhxmora‌:

ARTEMIS’S FACE WAS stained with a look of disinterest as she looked up from the book she was studying on , rotating a feathered quill in her hand as she worked through the first homework assignments of the year . she had been immersed in the book and frankly , was not delighted to be pulled from her concentration . looking priya up and down , she smirked , rolling her eyes as she looked back down at her novel .

❝ I’M SURE IT is . what class is that for , ‘stupid ideas 101′ ?  ❞  she remarked , flipping to the next page in the textbook .  ❝ how are you even here ? hogwarts doesn’t let kids under the age of eleven in . ❞

“201, actually. In it, we learn about how others can have their heads so far up their own ass and experience so much self-hatred that they can’t even fathom the feeling of joy.” Frivolity was a gift, in Priya’s eyes. What she was doing had very little meaning outside of it, and she was perfectly content with that. “Special permission,” she answered, rearranging her book tower, “one of those whiz kids, obviously.” Priya was so used to insults about her stupidity as well as those mocking her young appearance that they no longer bothered her. Not when they happened, anyway. She had enough of a guard up to get through it, with a remark in return, for a time.

[priyakapoor]

natravcrs‌:

Nathaniel barely looked up from the book he was currently reading when he heard Priya’s voice piercing through his ears. “Oh really?” he finally closed it to give the girl his attention, a slight smirk curling up in the corners on his lips. He looked down at the book, it was some unambitious muggle novel that he was reading only to get his mind off of some of the things troubling him. Clearly, he wouldn’t really mind if anything happened to it. “No problem,” he made a move as if he was going to just hand it to her but as soon as Priya started reaching for it, he chucked it far away, to the other end of the room.

“Yeet.”

Priya should have known better than to trust him. Even in the simple task of lending a book, his intentions against her were malicious and insincere. She sighed, taking a moment to compose herself. “You sack of a man. You human toilet. You pile of ropes on a trash heap. You use my own meme against me? It would serve you well to remember where you got your power from, you Whoville lookin’ ass. The audacity. The disrespect.” She spit her words out in false anger—of course, she wasn’t truly mad. Iya found it quite funny, actually, and she couldn’t help but feel a spark of pride at his masterful use of yeet. “You are insufferable.”

[priyakapoor]

“listen...” she started, focusing on the task at hand. “you and I haven’t always seen eye to eye.” Priya didn’t even know who she was talking to, just that she needed their book. “But it is imperative that I use that,” she nodded in their direction, ”very book for my very important... thing here.” It was just the right size, was the thing, and she needed just a couple more to properly complete her masterpiece. 

[priyakapoor]

fckpeter‌:

‘pp!’ peter gasped his arms outstretched for his tiny best friend, ‘oh, i know you’d never turn me in, because while my reason for being out is rather innocent, we know yours isn’t. who’s your new victim? i say victim because though they might be terrible people, our priya makes their life miserable in the best ways.’ he flashed her a silly grin and shook his head, ‘bits and pieces. i’m just.. stressed in general. it’s fine, it’s parental shit. it’ll fade. how are you? how was the rest of your summer?’

“Fuckin... Nathaniel Travers, that son of a bitch.” Priya had a tendency to be a bit more aggressive than she truly felt, and this was particularly applicable in the case of Nathaniel fucking Travers. They were friends, unlikely as it was, but you wouldn’t believe it based on how she spoke of him. “I don’t make everyone’s life miserable. Only the people I like. The people who I don’t like don’t deserve my gifts.” She returned his silly grin, tossing her arm around his shoulders. “I might not know what to say to help, but I’m here for you if you do want to talk about it, love.” Iya wouldn’t push it, but seeing him in even minor distress concerned her a great deal. “I’m mighty glorious, as always! Listen, the rest of my summer was sack shit without you. There is only so much of my family I can take.”

[priyakapoor]

slivermxgic‌:

It was another school year which meant it would be busy around hogsmeade. It had been six years since she had graduated from that school now she ran a business in the town next to the school. she was stocking some items when the door bell rang indicating her had a customer  “If you are hear about fixing a broom i can’t help you that isn’t what my business does , anything else i can help you with .” she couldn’t believe how many time someone came into her shop asking her to fix a broom when her site didn’t anything about fixing brooms . 

“Damn... Are you sure? Because I really need my broom fixed. That is exactly what I came here for, and you’re truly my only hope in salvaging the wreckage.” Priya, with not a broom in hand nor in sight, clearly had no need for broom repair. But the shopkeeper seemed so aggressively against fixing brooms that the student had no choice but to play along. Truthfully, Priya had never once stepped foot into this store and hadn’t a clue what they sold.

[priyakapoor]

fckpeter‌:

peter knew he probably shouldn’t sneak out after dark, but the castle was suffocating and he just needed to catch his breath. swiftly, he snuck outside and breathed in deeply, the chilly september air leaving him hugging his robes tighter around him. he sat down against the stone frame of the castle and closed his eyes. for several moments he just sat there, until a branch snapping caught his attention. ‘oh no! please don’t make me go back already, i just needed some fresh air–’ he started, rambling on and on in his defense. 

Priya was scheming. One could argue that she was always scheming, but she would argue that she was especially scheming at this very moment. She had a small, somewhat insignificant, somewhat dying rivalry with this seventh year Slytherin that she was adamant on re-instigating and it obviously had to happen after curfew. But upon seeing Peter, any thought of her malicious plans faded, for he was far more important. “Hey hon, I’m the last person who would turn you in. Nevermind how much shit I’d be in for on my own for being out. At this point I’d be beyond detention and straight to toe-hanging.” she dropped beside him, “is something troubling you, my guy?”

[priyakapoor]

{ALIA BHATT; CISFEMALE; BISEXUAL} Look who it is, PRIYA KAPOOR! The THIRD CHILD of PARVATI PATIL and RAHUL KAPOOR. She is a SIXTH YEAR GRYFFINDOR, who is a part of THE SECOND DUMBLEDORE’S ARMY. Some describe her as ANIMATED, but she has also been called RECKLESS.

Family 

Priya Kapoor is the daughter of Parvati Patil and a halfblood named Rahul Kapoor! Her relationship with her mother is alright, but her relationship with her father gets increasingly more tense as she gets older, with him pressuring her to get her act together, and Priya adamantly not doing that.

She has two older siblings and a twin sister! They all have backstories but at the moment they are unimportant. All you have to know is that her elder sister hates her and is one badass bitch with some backwards ideas, her older brother is a mediator, and her twin sister has largely grown up with family outside of England (or at least, this is how it has worked out in the past when I’ve written her before!)

Pets

She has a cat named Dr. Memersworth, Memes for short. Yes I will defend this.

More that I didn’t feel like categorizing

She’s a Gryffindor in every sense. You know how you have people who’re in one house but could definitely be in a different one? That’s not her. She’s Gryffindor as far as you could throw her.

Priya is incredibly outgoing, but she’s also quite alright being on her own. 

she’s bi as hell! Pretty open about it, but closeted to her family. That’s a can of worms I wont open... Yet.

Has a history of pranks, usually good natured and not too harmful

Priya is really outspoken in the way that she’s quite strong in her beliefs and she’s not afraid to stand up for herself or her friends. Which, speaking of, Priya is fiercely loyal to the friends she considers family. 

She’s very opinionated and stubborn and aggressive, and definitely a competitive person. She may be small but she is mighty dammit and she won’t take yOUR SHIT. I mean, she’s a beater for pete’s sake, she has to be. She’s got a very strong sense of justice as well, which she definitely gets from her mother.

She’s with the second Dumbledore army, and although the idea of a war scares her terribly, she knows where she stands and she isn’t afraid to fight for that.

She’s not someone who really shares her own emotional issues unless she’s close with someone, and she could come off as quite emotionally distant sometimes. She does care deeply, but she’s not the most in touch with her own emotions. 

Priya isn’t the most feminine person at this point in her life. She’s kind of riding on the coattails of her androgynous teen years (she was too caught up in quidditch to care, and now, while that is still certainly her focus, she’s getting older and her priorities are growing with her.) She’s mostly a t-shirt and jeans kind of gal, pretty basic.

Quidditch is a HUGE part of her life. For reasons explained in the following point, Priya believes that quidditch is the only thing she’s really good at. It’s her biggest passion despite her family not really approving of it. (Speaking of her family- it’s pretty dysfunctional)

When it comes to education, Priya struggles terribly. Priya has ADHD, primarily inattentive type. But she doesn’t know it explicitly. This affects her education terribly. It’s the whole shebang. Infodumps, memory loss, excessive talking, reminiscing a lot (this is real I attest to it) along with the attention issues, inability to process certain types of information at the same rate others can, anxiety, poor concept of time, hyperfocus, and a lot more. But as I said, she doesn’t quite know this. Priya just thinks she’s stupid. She’s always been told she’s just being lazy or that she’s just not smart enough, which isn’t the case at all! 

She’s highkey stressed all of the time, but largely covers it up with jokes and what not.

So there she is! Not in her entirety, but a fair bit of her! 

Possible connections

best friends since they started at Hogwarts (ie. shithead no.1 and no.2) THIS IS PETER NOW

More shitheads!

quidditch friends or foes, it’s all fun! she gets so competitive!

An ex boyfriend or girlfriend! I’d love for someone to have just made her feel like shit in the past, as awful as that may sound. But that doesn’t have to be the case.

people who she knows through her family (that could potentially be a not positive situation, as she has many things her family does not know and she would prefer they never catch wind of)

uhhh it’s super late and nearing my bedtime I’m dead but I’d love anything please lets plot