#wizardworldstarter

[dreamcfgenie-blog]

     after the shift she’d had at st. mungo’s, genie was desperate for some form of relief. she could have gone home, but she was in no way prepared to face her flatmate, and instead elected to go to hogsmeade, hiding out in the usually vacant hogshead pub. 

     genie had been absentmindedly stirring her drink as someone sat down next to her, causing a deep sigh to leave her. “look,” she began, not looking up, and her voice unusually quiet and raspy, “usually i’d be rather polite and happy to make conversation, but today is just not the day, alright?”

[ofviixenisms]

                     THOUGH SHE maintained a calm and cool demeanor when she boarded the ship, her stomach had been twisting itself in knots. kat had felt apprehensive of this trip, especially once she found out that it was going to take place at sea, which just so happened to be her least favourite place to be. the redhead took a tentative sip of her butterbeer, sitting on a chair far, far away from the railing. “yep. i’m totally enjoying this. fun, fun stuff,” the female said through gritted teeth, trying to convince herself. “being at sea, with the possibility of the ship sinking and i die before i complete many things. so fuckin’ fun.”

[julietdemitri-blog]

Juliet pulled her camera up to her face and bent over to get the perfect angle of the beautiful view. She pressed down on the button and heard a satisfying click as she captured the beautiful Arctic view. She pulled away and glanced at the view and smiled, a little proud of her work for the day. As she began to back up and bumped into someone. She turned around with a startled face, “Blimey I apologize! Truly that was my fault - you alright?”

[elliot-wright-blog]

     “just a second!” elliot called out as he heard his classroom door open. his lessons were long past over for the day, and so he’d taken the time to start on a painting - he hadn’t been expecting anyone so he's hands, forearms, and one spot on his jaw were covered in paint, but he set down his brush and grabbed a rag, walking out into the open as he tried to remove the colors from his hands. “oh hey,” he spoke to the person who had entered, “what can i do for ya?”

[ccrstcirs]

     “do you realize how hard it is to cheer for a team that continues to   L O S E   year after year? the best years of my life are being WASTED. i have half a mind to march down to the headmaster’s office and DEMAND the hat check again because pippa carstairs does not belong in a house filled with losers!” 

[scyre]

    “...the only thing i intend on swinging is my FISTS if you don’t get out of my face.”

[antoinettedolohov-blog]

The barmaid stood by the door to greet the first customers. All of them were regulars. This part of her job never changed. For thirteen years she had always started her day with the same people. She didn’t say this often, but they sort of became her family. A weird and mostly drunk family but she knew she could always count on them. “Frank, no more selling fake dragon eggs,” Dolohov said with a stern voice when an old shady looking man walked in. It wouldn’t be the first time someone came up to her saying they got deceived by Frank. She’ll never ban him from The Three Broomsticks for stuff like that. After all, people could have known they were fake. It was their own responsibility to not fall for Frank’s stories. The woman was about to close the door when she saw someone walking towards The Three Broomsticks, “Hey! You’re early, come in. Great to see you.” Dolohov said with a sweet smile on her lips, waiting for them to come in.

[vcndre]

                “ALRIGHT, LISTEN,” grace began looking up from her planner as she finished jotting down an appointment a client made two weeks from that day. “if you want a tattoo, i’m more than happy to do it. i might be able to get you a discount too, but that depends on what kind of tattoo you want. so.. what are some ideas you have?”