stormborn.

pandora bloom. twenty one years old. magical scientist. ravenclaw alum.

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evanrvsier:

a small smirk. “ what the fuck do you want me to call you, blondie? is that good enough for you? “

“i’d prefer you not call me anything at all. in fact i’d prefer you stay away from me and stop following me for whatever god awful reason you have no doubt.” her cheeks puffed in anger, giving her the appearance of a slightly dangerous chipmunk. one hand tightened on her wand while the other gripped the blinding potion tightly.

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stubborn-raven:

“Yep, she’s five years old and very clever. She takes after her father though,” Daffy answered with a smile and giggled softly at the other’s words. “I’m sure you will have daughter one day. It sounds like you will be an amazing mother.”

“she seems so.” pandora sighed happily. a light, breathy sound that traveled with the tune of the music. “you really think so? i don’t know i mean we’ve talked about it but i just. i’d like to have a child, sooner rather than later. can you keep a secret?”

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narglesxeno:

he could see she was tipsy, so as normal he would look after her, but tonight was about having fun and he wanted to make sure that they both did. “ sure “ xeno laughed as he held onto her, pecking her lips swiftly. “ later on we’re going to head off somewhere to light some fireworks, probably near to my place, if you want to come?” xeno  glanced back over at his awaiting friends, grinning to himself mainly due to the alcohol. 

pandora chuckled, standing on her toes behind him to hook her chin over his shoulder. she watched his friends chatter and smiled. even if she hadn’t had that many friends, there were people she knew who had treated her kindly. that was the most she needed, she was glad he had some though. “should we be lighting fireworks drunk?” she said, raising an eyebrow.

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stubborn-raven:

“I am a fifties pin-up,” Daffy replied softly. “Essentially a model from the fifties. Last year, I was a bird for the sake of my daughter. She quite enjoys trick or treating. But, I felt something fancier was needed this year.” A smile graced her lips as she spoke.

“you have a daughter?” she cooed, face melting into the palm of her hand. “i’ve always wanted a daughter. i always pictured teaching her about magical science and how to read stars and paint. goodness me.”

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evcnses:

“ – and she’d painted herself grey! It was abominable. It’s one thing to dress up like … like a mountain troll, or something equally unoffensive, but a house elf? I mean honestly - I thought she had more tact than that. It’s insulting. “

pandora nodded in understanding, licking her fork clean. “pie?” she asked, pushing over her plate. “this might be the firewhisky talking but you should tell her. no good ever came of dishonesty. i say be upfront and avoid conflict altogether.”

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moodyalastors:

“my costume? this is my costume. i’m dressed as ‘UNIMPRESSED’.”

“alastor have a little more gusto! if you’re going to dress as unimpressed commit to it! have a drink or two, talk to your friends.”

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she-counts-on-stars:

“I find that there is no point in having a bucket full of water and apples if people are just going to use magic to get the apples out. I think you might performed in the correct fashion this situation, even if it is taking after… muggles.” That was as much as the middle Black daughter was going into complementing a halfblood in public. 

pandora’s intuition told her about andromeda. she was good at that, knowing people. when you spend so much time observing you learn what to observe to be efficient. her eyebrows creased and she laughed. “you don’t like me do you? it’s okay you can go hang out with your slytherin friends!”

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dcemeadcwes:

“ happy halloween! here’s to a night most of us will probably forget. “

“cheers!” pandora said clinking their cups together. “i second that. what’s a successful night drinking if you can remember the next morning?”

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evanrvsier:

ADMITTEDLY, evan wasn’t in the right place to spy on potential members of the order, but his gut instincts hit an all time high that cold october night. leads would make him stand out among the others in his brethren. one thing he didn’t expect was a sudden attack from the one he was trailing after, though — ‘ easy, sweetheart. you’re far too young to be serving in azkaban for the rest of your existence. ‘

a shiver ran up pandora’s spine. it seemed she was brave until she was faced with danger. her hands gripped a vial of blinding potion in her purse and she spun, poised to attack. “don’t call me sweetheart.” she bit, baring sharp little teeth at him in warning. 

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she-counts-on-stars:

“I feel that everyone bobs for apples in such a fashion, but whatever suits you.”Andromeda replied with a small shrug of her shoulders. She was not about to ruin her hair by bobbing for apples though if she did, she was sure it would have looked the same.

“i think nobody bobs for apples anymore. not when you can do whatever with magic. sometimes you just have to go back to muggle traditions. when i was in school my parents always threw a halloween party and sent me polaroids in the mail. s’pose it was worth mum learning how to use an owl.

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narglesxeno:

xeno had been drinking with a few of his friends in the corner of the large, decorated room, a drunken chuckle passing his lip as he glanced over to where his girlfriend was. “ she’s quite something, isn’t she?” xeno didn’t wait for an answer, he slowly headed over and leaned his face over the barrel, taking the apple from her. “ and a very beautiful one you are too” he smiled, standing up a little taller again, his long norse beard looking at home on his chiseled face. “  are you having fun?” 

pandora had never been able to hold her alcohol. many a night drinking with xeno had resulted in him becoming a makeshift nurse for the night. already tipsy her wide eyes were glassed over. she’d lost her shoes a while back and stood in her tights. she giggled and leaned forward to touch him, stumbling. “i’m having fun!” she hiccuped up a giggle. “are you having fun with your friends, should i come say hi?”

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stubborn-raven:

Daffy stared at the blonde, her expression blank. She definitely got it, that was for sure. “Yes, that is quite clever of you.” A smile graced her red lips as she ran a hand over her ponytail.

pandora’s eyes brightened, taking her in. her cheeks were flush with drink and her hair, frizzy and slowly curling at the front. “what are you supposed to be?”

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pandora’s breath bubbled upwards from the barrel. she emerged, victorious bearing a bright green apple between her teeth. she took a definitive bite and pushed her wet hair out of her face. “get it? i’m bobbing for apples underwater because i’m a mermaid.” she gestured to her corseted top and layers of glittering skirts.

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prettiest mermaid

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narglesxeno:

“ actually no, i don’t think i was a natural extrovert” xeno was still smiling, but deep inside he couldn’t help but remember his days back in the orphanage. he hadn’t had the best of starts in life, and even now it still affected him quite a lot , but at least he had her. she was his rock, and he had no problem letting her know it. sure they were both a little odd, and he was well aware that people didn’t seem to understand him, or what he did, but none of that seemed to matter considering he had her, and she had him. he just hoped this war stayed the hell away from the both of them. hearing her say she loved him made the smile grow even wider, they were only words but they were powerful. “ pfft, you give those potions more attention than you do me” xeno teased, only joking with her, and he slowly let go of her, instead taking out his journal and he went to sit in the corner, deciding now would  be a good time to start drafting some articles for the quibbler, especially seeing as they had the party later on. 

pandora quelled the blush on her cheeks. it was a wonder that after two years in a relationship he still managed to be as cheeky as he was back in school. they’re tiny corner of the universe was content, always in constant motion, but always cyclical. she believed him every time he promised he would come back to her. just as he believed that she knew what she was doing, experimenting with magic. she leaned against the open doorway of her lab and watched as her scribbled, eyes hard in concentration. she forced herself to turn back to her work before she got distracted. sulfur permeated the air and a lurid green smoke filled the room as she entered. she coughed waving her hand to clear a path and saw the smoke pouring from the beaker. that was definitely not what it was supposed to do. she frowned and the beaker burst, a piece of glass whizzing across the heel of her palm. the smoke flourished through the room and with a flick of her wand the room was clear. she groaned, frustrated at yet another failure. she kicked her foot against the wall and hissed in pain.

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narglesxeno:

xeno had been slightly worried that she wouldn’t like the necklace, but he had had no worries whatsoever on whether it would suit her. his love for the norse gods and goddesses had ruled over his heart this one time, but he knew she’d appreciate that. “ i also brought back plenty of ingredients for you to mess around with as well” like he always did. “ mm, perhaps not, but i used to be pretty misunderstood, up until you decided to take me under your wing” honestly, she had saved him, in more ways than one. kissing her back happily, pleased she enjoyed the gift, he took it back from her. “ of course” before he did place it around her neck, he pressed a couple of loving kisses to the side of her neck. finally clasping it around her neck, he moved in front of her again to take her hands in his. “ beautiful, simply beautiful” a happy sigh left his lips. “ i love you, panda” 

heart-fluttering. she thought. the level of care he had never failed to amaze her. she’d seen so many people call him a quack. call the quibbler garbage. meanwhile rita skeeter got away with her bullshit “journalism” in the daily prophet. xenophilous was reporting the real news, the news the ministry didn’t want to acknowledge. she supposed they might both lose their heads for it one day. she had never understood how people could be so harsh without seeing both the worst and best of someone. her friends, little she had all laughed at her. told her it was hopeless when she spent years chasing after him. after she’d graduated she’d shown up on his doorstep with tea and a slightly charred pie, she’d given him no choice but to befriend her. years of pining seemed worth it though. if it meant she could live like this for the better part of her life. “please.” she scoffed, running her hands through his pale hair. “you were always a natural extrovert. i just made you be social.” she looks down at him, and she thinks, she could want to do this for a very long time. “i love you too.” she said. “now off. i reckon the potion’s near done.” she said swatting at his hands.