SLYTHERIN QUEEN.

SELFISH, TAKING WHAT I WANT AND CALL IT MINE. I'M h e l p l e s s , CLINGING TO A LITTLE BIT OF SPINE. THEY RUSH ME, TELLING ME I'M RUNNING out OF T I M E . THEY shush ME, WALKING ME A C R O S S A fragile LINE. ☾ // var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5361522"; 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("");

[pvnsyp]

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[thewrcngsort-blog]

it was worse, perhaps, because he knew that pansy would not leave his side no matter how venomous he was. “wouldn’t fucking surprise me.” he rolled his eyes at the memory of the infuriatingly green gaze absolutely glued to him across the great hall, “sounds about stalkerish enough for the boy blunder.” draco bit his tongue around an apology and drew the book from her hands, flipping it open and tracing a finger determinedly down the glossary.

[pvnsyp]

pansy crossed her arms, taking a deep breath as her eyes scanned her surroundings. ( draco, the book, draco, the ceilings, her nails, draco, the shelves, draco. ) “ he looks like he’s about to eat you. it’s frightening. ” she commented, turning to scan the shelves in search of something vaguely interesting. “ what did you want with THAT─ ” she looked to the book in his hands. “ ─anyway? ”

[pvnsyp]

( @traceygrace )

“ well, social relevance is a schtick, like mysteries, the color yellow, science fiction... ”

[postbellumgossip-blog]

  “  boring?  you? please - you have just told me a little story about your house elves, how the bloody hell with that ever be boring? maybe into your part. but,  I think that we - the weasels - would appreciate even a little bug.” she paused.” really? well, I am not sure if I should thank you or slap you, I think I am just going to stay silent and wait for another line.”

[pvnsyp]

“ don’t thank me! MERLIN─ that’s boring. ” pansy recoiled from the mere suggestion. she straightened, biting the inside of her cheek to keep her smile from spreading. pansy had always loved playing with people more than her toys. “ i assumed you were far more exciting. s u r e l y , growing up in squalor with a littler of knuckle-dragging oafs you call your brothers would invoke some sort of imagination. ”

[memecxllector-blog]

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[thewrcngsort-blog]

draco’s lip curled as the clipping of the toe of his shoe against stone rang out in the otherwise silent library. “ are you going to just stand there staring gormlessly at the cover, or can i have the bloody book you seem utterly incapable of ACTUALLY reading? ”

[pvnsyp]

pansy scrunched her nose, looking up from whatever she had pulled from the shelves towards draco. “ did potter piss in your pumpkin juice, draco? ” she snapped the book shut and held it out to him with a raised brow.

[postbellumgossip-blog]

     “ so, you have no problem with talking about being imprisioned or actually BEING imprisoned? that’s….that’s a really interesting theory you have there. but, waking them up from their dreams sounds like a dream that’s gonna fail.”

[pvnsyp]

“ as long as they’re talking, i haven’t any problem. better than being BORING, yeah? assuming a woman’s capabilities because of her gender sounds a bit archaic, weaselette, and this is coming from someone whose grown up in the archaic practice of b e h e a d i n g our house elves once they grow too old and sticking their heads above the fireplace. i think your brothers are T H R E A T E N E D considering you’re the only pumpkin in the patch worth a knut. ”

[nrcssablcks-blog1]

                “A round of THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE for my spooksters in crime. The band members all the aliens are  d y i n g  to abduct,  the U.F.s to my O. We’re Martian Mondays, and thank you millions. It’s been a one HOWL of a set!! ” Post clearing off the make-shift stage, Scobie caught the first person she could. “ Okay, how’d we sound?? AND WHERE ARE THE DRINKS?? ”

[pvnsyp]

pansy raised an eyebrow at the girl, glancing towards her drink and taking a sip. “ like a banshee getting shagged by a giant. ”

[daphnegreensass-a]

Daphne groaned already regretting coming to the event when she could’ve been spending valuable time in the castle, but she knew some of her friends were there and that was enough for her to stay. Having brought her own flask full of Elderflower wine, Daphne sipped at it before she decided to turn around and look for other refreshments ( or said friends she had been trying to look after ). “똥!!” Even though it was her fault, she hadn’t looked where she was going, she still prepared a speech for the person who had bumped into her. But, as soon as her mouth opened, she fell backwards over herself, and after groaning AGAIN, but for a different reason, she huffed. “Help me up?? Please??” Daphne demanded more than she asked.

[pvnsyp]

pansy had already polished off a bottle of quintin black with a few of her mates before the bonfire had taken flame. she was nursing a butterbeer, craving something sweet but hardly in the mood to stop drinking so she slipped some rum in it when no one was looking. her friends had all ran in opposite directions who knows how long ago and pansy had yet to find one who didn’t irritate her, but she grinned when she spotted daphne. “ oi! ” she shouted. it was useless. she was hardly the only student who thought to sneak in something stronger than pumpkin juice and the volume of the party was steadily increasing. she started towards daphne, reaching out to tug on her hair when the brunette suddenly whirled around and the two collided, sending daphne to the ground. “ and here i was thinking it was the gryffindors who couldn’t handle their liquor, ” pansy scoffed, reaching over to help her friend up. 

[hannahabutt]

Having already finished her spliff, Hannah took a swig from her cup, downing the firewhiskey in one gulp. “What?? Haven’t you ever seen me drink before?? Let me LIVE.”

[pvnsyp]

“ merely observing, ” pansy drawled, her finger tapping against the side of her bottle. “ i’ve got money on the first person to get arse-over-tit smashed is a hufflepuff and i don’t intend on losing, so how about you let ME live! ”

[heatherhuffington-blog]

“Whatever they put on the n.e.wt. it’ll be hilariously easy. The bar is so low Crabbe and Goyle could get over it if they tried hard enough. Not that they will. There’re far too many cauldron cakes being made for that.”

[pvnsyp]

“ oh, piss off, theo. they’re happy with their cauldron cakes. ”

[starizhu]

“As far as you know,” he smirked, thinking of Scabbers. But of course, it faded instantly as he remembered Peter Pettigrew was not someone to smirk about. “Am I supposed to be afraid of you? You know your name is Muggle slang for weak, right?”

[pvnsyp]

“ you do realize i don’t give a tit about what muggles say, right? ” pansy fired back, her eyes narrowing as she took a step towards him. “ you do realize that the pumpkin patch you call your family are a disgrace in our society because you think ‘muggle slang’ is important, right? or has the dirt caked up your eyes too much to notice? ”

[starizhu]

Ron just barely succeeded in not whipping out his wand and hexing Pansy into oblivion at hearing the words ‘beaver teeth’. For one thing, Hermione’s teeth had been fixed before the Yule Ball in fourth year, for another thing, she’d looked perfect even before then, and for another thing, nobody spoke to him about Hermione that way. But instead of saying any of this, he just laughed. “I’d like to see you try, Parkinson. That cat’s about eighteen times smarter than you are, I’d bet my broom on it.”

[pvnsyp]

“ that cat also hasn’t got a wand. snap it into a body-bind, strap it to the rocket, and FIREWORKS! it’ll literally be raining cats and toads. ” pansy snapped, rolling her eyes at weasley. “ and if you continue to speak like that to me, weasels, as well. ”

[blaisezcbinii-blog]

“that’s a bit morbid, pans, but i have to admit it’s working for you—but listen, next time, just up and leave—he’s got no idea who any of us are, maybe he’ll think you’re brown or turpin or someone.”

[pvnsyp]

“ that’s probably the best compliment i’ve received since my emerald pumps were stolen. if he mistakes me for lisa turnip i’d have to turn around and berate him for thinking i look like a cow. ”

[heatherhuffington-blog]

“If that’s really what you want. Sidetracking him has saved me from writing 8 feet scrolls about medieval magic practices.”

[pvnsyp]

“ i’m scared that’ll only cause him to go thirty minutes into my free period and, unfortunately, medieval magic practices are macabre enough to be interesting... i hope that’s on the n.e.w.t. ”

[starizhu]

“If you lived today as if it were your last, you’d buy up a box of rockets and fire them all off, wouldn’t you?” @pvnsyp

[pvnsyp]

“ i would, actually. i’d also strap longbottom’s toad to one of the rockets and beaver teeth’s cat to the another. ”

[postbellumgossip-blog]

   “ so, I wasn’t wrong when I bet on you as the first of sixth years who would end up in Azkaban, was I? my brothers should really appreciate my opiions more. and they said you had no chances because you were a girl, but that line just prooves otheriwse.”

[pvnsyp]

“ i’d hardly get a slap on the wrist for helping batty binns along to the other side, weaselette. but i will make an effort to get myself imprisoned purely for the purpose of proving your half-wit brothers WRONG. ”