#petrifystart

[transfigvred]

               “  i  wouldn’t  go  in  there  at  the  MOMENT  ,  ”  emma  spoke  up  ,  hardly  bothering  to  glance  at  the  person  who  was  about  to  enter  the  washroom  by  the  punch  bowl  she  was  currently  ladling  herself  a  cup  of  .  “  unless  you’re  trying  to  see  a  pirate  FAIL  to  satisfy  a  ‘  sexy  ’  house  elf  ,  then  by  all  means  ,  be  my  guest  .  i  must  confess  ,  i  AM  curious  to  know  whether  the  masks  stayed  on  ,  ”  she  mused  ,  pulling  a  tiny  crystal  flask  from  where  it  had  been  tucked  against  her  thigh  and  adding  a  generous  ,  strong-smelling  helping  to  her  cup  before  taking  a  drink  .

[occllumency]

        “  …  uh,  yeah,  I’m still not fucking with the buddy system,  but since I can’t even go to the fucking owlery alone,  you wanna come with?  if you don’t,  I’ll need to drag a second year with me,  which I’m not, like, above doing. “ 

[frgttnx]

doc !

“   fuck  off   .   it’s  not  insensitive  if  it’s  true   .   ”

“  ...   you  know  i’m  fuckin’  right   !   the  power  of  rock  could  EASILY  wake  that  girl  from  her  coma  .   ”

[hypogrffs]

❛    listen  ‘m  not  technically  alone  ,    they’re  a  dozen  folks  right  up  there  ,    ain’t  there  ?    ❜    wilda  gestures  vaguely  to  the  sky  above  the  quidditch  pitch  to  where  the  players  are  practicing  ,    vacant  expression  on  her  features  .    they  lift  their  cigarette  to  their  lips  ,    pulling  in  a  long  drag  and  letting  it  out  with  a  long  sigh  .    ❛    ah  ,    i  won’t  say  shite  if  you  don’t  .    ❜

[ofphyrric]

bellatrix black did not get hungover. that would not be befitting of her station or superior physical structure. the dark circles under her eyes the morning after the party could simply be attributed to a poor night’s sleep, and her death glare at the person who was making a bit too much noise at the breakfast table would have been expected on a normal day. “could you be any fucking louder?” she grumbled, mostly to herself. 

[opasnosts]

maybe these grounds could be deemed beautiful. she couldn’t lie to herself, she missed the French country side. but this view was quite lovely at this time of day. the brunette was still getting a feel of the castle, of her classmates. it was strange being new to a place again. but of course no one could tell from her outward appearance. lune usually walked as if the grown was hers alone to do so. dark hues watched as someone took a seat next to her. the witch raised a perfectly sculped eyebrow, the question was clear.  (open)

[amortentiaxpotion]

Flower Picking

“That’s not lavender. It’s aconite. If you’re trying to make a sleeping draught that’s going to have the opposite effect. Also won’t help in calming you if that’s your plan.” she said her eyes flicking up from her book. She was content not acknowledging the other person but she’d seen time and again someone picking the plant not realizing the difference between the two most potions didn’t really use aconite as it stood.

[spellbvound]

closing the potion textbook, rita stretched her arms before registering how quiet the library had gotten. she had lost track of time and a quick glance at her watch told her that it was past curfew. she typically would scoff at all the rules that the headmaster made but there was some nights, like tonight, that she felt a bit wary. she was too valuable to get petrified and she normally would’ve made sure she wasn’t in this position but it was too late now. rita headed out the library, lighting some blueball flames to help her see. the blue flames floated in front of her as she strode down the corridor and turned the corner, only to see someone else in front of her. “well, well, well. look who we have here. aren’t you quite the daredevil, sneaking around after curfew?” rita smirked, crossing her arms. she acted like she had the moral high ground but ignored the hypocrisy of her  also wandering the halls after curfew.