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" she could be very warm and supportive during times of trouble or loss and cared a great deal about her students, both personally and academically. " minerva mcgonagall. 42. teacher. order member. never take a learning opportunity from another student, no matter how smart you need everyone to think you are.

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Arthur Weasley

What do you think is the best “muggle” invention?

“Airplanes. It’s incredible to me how such massive objects can fly without being charmed. Wizards not necessarily need them, as we have many ways of transportation that are much quicker, but for muggles, they must be so convenient. I’ve never been in one, and don’t think I would like it, but I have to admit they fascinate me.”

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Moody

Who is the bravest person you know?

“I can’t choose. I’ve taught, am teaching and have met so many brave people, it’d be impossible for me to make a decision. Besides, everyone’s bravery shows in a different way, and so it would be quite hard to determine who is the ‘best’ at being brave.”

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Ginny Weasley: Have you ever been in love with an unexpected person?

“I cannot say that I’ve been in love often, in all honesty, but yes, one time I did find myself surprised by my feelings for someone. He was a muggle farmer, but I’m not seeing him any more.”

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god knows i tried // lana del rey

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Memes

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Harry Potter: Tell us about a scar on your body

Hermione Granger: What is your favorite book, how many times have you read it, and why do you love it?

Ron Weasley: Something you’re afraid of?

Luna Lovegood: One thing that makes you different from everyone else.

Fred Weasley: Can you do any magic tricks? What is the best one you can do? If you can’t do any, what’s the best one you’ve seen?

George Weasley: What is the best prank you’ve ever played on someone?

Neville Longbottom: Tell us an embarrassing story.

Narcissa Malfoy: Do you have a good relationship with your family? Who are you closest to?

Voldemort: If you were to create a Horcrux(s), what would it be and why?

Bellatrix Lestrange: Have you ever loved someone who could never love you back?

Ginny Weasley: Have you ever been in love with an unexpected person?

Hedwig: If you went to Hogwarts, what kind of pet would you bring? (ex: cat, owl, rat, frog)

Draco Malfoy: Is it better to be feared or to be loved?

Rubeus Hagrid: What is your favorite mystical creature?

Dolores Umbridge: Make a list of rules that your family (or whoever you choose) would have to follow if you made the rules.

Lucius Malfoy: What is your most prized possession?

Molly Weasley: What is the proudest moment of your life?

Dobby: Who are you most loyal to?

Sirius Black: Have you ever been accused of doing something you didn’t do?

Argus Filch: What’s the worst job you’ve ever had?

Dudley Dursley: How many presents do you usually receive on your birthday?

Peter Pettigrew: Are you a leader or a follower?

Cedric Diggory: Have you ever had a near death experience?

Albus Dumbledore: What is the greatest obstacle you have ever overcome in your life?

Minerva McGonagall: What is your favorite spell?

Severus Snape: Are you a trustworthy person?

Remus Lupin: If you transform into any one animal or creature, which one would it be?

Uncle Vernon: What is your favorite day of the week?

Mad Eye Moody: Who is the bravest person you know?

Arthur Weasley: What do you think is the best “muggle” invention?

Professor Sprout: What is your favourite class that is offered at Hogwarts?

Nymphadora Tonks: If you could change one thing about your appearance what would it be?

Moaning Myrtle: What is something that always makes you cry?

James Potter: Would you risk your life to save someone you truly love?

Lily Potter: What color eyes do you have?

Professor Trelawney: Have you ever dreamt something was going to happen and then it happened?  

Mr. Ollivander: What would your wand look like?

Lavender Brown: Who is the last person who texted and have you ever had a crush on them?

Cho Chang: If you were on the Quidditch team, what position would you play?

Aunt Petunia: What is your favorite flower?

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♣⊗❖

Send me a ♣ for my characters thoughts during any general conversation between your and my character.

“I swear it was yester--- let it go. No dwelling, no melancholy: focus on the conversation, because she’s saying something and it’s smart, it’s interesting.”

“Let her curse if she wants to, you’re not her teacher any more and you’re not going to tell her she should watch her language. ... Never mind.”

Sendd me a ❖ for my character’s personal thoughts about yours.

Minerva thinks Dorcas is strong. Period. Everything else she thinks about her comes from that, in all honesty. It’s because of that, that she believes that Dorcas is such an important asset to the Order, it’s because of that, that she valued her as a student. 

Dorcas simply embodies many things Minerva values, and she respects her. 

Send me a ⊗ for my thoughts OOC on your character.

!!!! Good god, I love your Dorcas so much??? Fun fact: Dorcas was my first ever RP character and I’m a little protective of her but when you play her?? Nothing. I just let go of my protectiveness because your Dorcas is so amazing. She’s layered and three dimensional and I can’t wait to see more of her, and ahhh, what a wonderful character you have created. <3

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of sexual revelations / headcanon

A long, long headcanon about Minerva’s first years of discovering her sexuality

For a long time, Minerva looked down on people who slept around. Internalised sexism filled her with cynicism and a pretentious, and perhaps bitter feeling that she was above that. She was raised in a home where sex was not talked about, where it was something that was supposed to be saved until after marriage, and for a long time she believed that a woman could not be respected if she was sexy, if she dared to fuck someone she wasn’t in love with, let alone married to.

This changed over the years, of course. Minerva began to understand that what she thought was wrong, and that a woman’s sexuality should not be more shameful than a man’s and that it was okay to have sex with someone when you weren’t sure you wanted to spend your entire life with. 

She lost her virginity in her last year at Hogwarts to her first boyfriend, who she quickly broke up with after because the Quidditch rivalry between the two was too strong. Or at least, that was what she told herself. What she didn’t admit to herself, was that she had been lying to him and herself when she told him she loved him, too. It was selfish. And that’s why she ended it.

For a while after that, she once again stayed away from sex. Not because she was scared people wouldn’t respect her --- they would respect her either way --- but because she felt like she was unable to fall in love. Often she had worried about how cold-hearted she could be, how she could not relate to things others worried about -- perhaps her way of thinking was just different, but most of the time she was quite sure something was wrong with her.

But one night she and her co-workers had gone into wizarding London to drink some beers and laugh a little after a long week at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Minerva found herself in a situation she had not ever anticipated herself to be in: kissing a girl. Her sexuality had always been something she had struggled with, something she found hard to understand and so in some ways it didn’t come as a surprise. In many others, it did.

Her lips were painted a deep red and her laugh was one of the best sounds of the world. Her kiss seemed to be addictive, but not in the romantic sense --- in the physical one. Soon after their lips met, they left the pub and Minerva’s co-workers (who were all quite surprised) and went back to Minerva’s appartement, where the woman stayed the night in which not much sleeping happened. 

Minerva made her breakfast the next morning, and once she was asked if she wanted to meet up for coffee one day, she found herself saying no.

No.

Because Minerva had found something out that night: you did not need a relationship for sex. And there was no shame in that. There was no shame in not wanting to be in a relationship with someone, but wanting to fuck them anyway. 

It was a revelation that was of importance to her, one that was so different the one years and years ago. Minerva would not identify herself by the amount of people she had slept with, she would not identify herself with the amount of people she had dated, she would not identify herself by anyone but herself. 

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❖

Send me a ❖ for my character’s personal thoughts about yours.

Minerva has taught many brats in her years. It’s part of the job, and she does not teach them any differently (but does give them more detention). Some, however, do get under her skin more than others, some make her more frustrated than others, and Evan is one of them. 

She knows it’s unprofessional, and while she would never show it, she dislikes him. Now that he has graduated and she’s no longer his teacher, her dislike seems to have grown. It’s a mutual feeling, in all honesty, which in some ways makes her feel less guilty. But then: she is aware that she’s the adult and should know better, and it’s something that made her feel quite conflicted when Evan was still at Hogwarts.

However, Minerva gave him as many chances as the students she liked better (she swears she doesn’t have favourites) and did try to see the good sides of him --- and she did, trust me, but something just doesn’t sit right with her when it comes to him.

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♠❖♣

Send me a ♠ for what my character thinks of yours in three words.

Funny at times / He deserved more / A big idiot

Send me a ❖ for my character’s personal thoughts about yours.

If you would ask her this, she would most likely say that she’s glad that he was sorted in her house. Not because he’s a talented wizard or because he’s sometimes able to amuse her, but because she feels like he found a place there --- friends, family. And he deserved that.

Minerva cares deeply about Sirius, and worries about him even more, perhaps. Not that she voices her concerns, no --- not directly, at least. It comes from the days when he was still her student and she felt just a little more responsible when it came to him. She ought to let go, ought to let go --- and that’s what she tries, but her caring nature and her inability to really voice it had always made it hard for her to do so. And so silently, she continues to worry.

Minerva might roll her eyes a lot Sirius, and might be annoyed by him quite often, that does not change how she feels about him.

Send me a ♣ for my characters thoughts during any general conversation between your and my character.

“Where are the days where there were consequences for this sort of behaviour? I swear to Merlin, if he calls me Minnie one more time, I might just walk away. I wonder --- ah, no, leave it. ... Does he ever stop talking?”

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Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed, citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.

Margaret Mead

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♙

Send me a ♙ for what my character originally thought your character’s name was before learning their actual name, & why.

Minerva, including a vast majority of the wizarding community, was well aware of the Black family’s reputation. She had personally never been a fan of the whole pureblood aristocracy thing -- it was because of that, that she had never met her mother’s side of the family -- and so was biased when she wrote the letter telling Andromeda that she had been accepting into Hogwarts.

While the teacher did not want to judge students by their last name nor the colour of their tie, she could not help but wonder if Andromeda would be the same, if she would cause much trouble, if she would frustrate her, like other students from families like hers could.

However, she had to admit that Andromeda was a wonderful name.

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Symbol Memes

-Send me a ♠ for what my character thinks of yours in three words. -Send me a ❖ for my character’s personal thoughts about yours. -Send me a ♣ for my characters thoughts during any general conversation between your and my character. -Send me a ♧ for my character’s reaction if your character were to express romantic interest in my character. -Send me a ♙ for what my character originally thought your character’s name was before learning their actual name, & why. -Send me a ♔ for a word that I think sums up our character’s relationship. -Send me a ⊗ for my thoughts OOC on your character. -Send me a ▲ if you’ve ever wanted to talk to me, but have been too nervous to do so.

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no control / marlene and minerva

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If she were to be honest, Minerva was starting to dread Order meetings more and more. Not because she was losing motivation to fight in the war, no. It was the constant flood of bad news that made her tired. It was that, that made her fold her hands together carefully so no one could see them shake. After all, people thought of her as strong, as calm and collected and most of all, as reliable. She could not allow herself to show how she, too, struggled, because that was not who she wanted to be. She did, though --- struggle. On some days, a fury seemed to settle in Minerva’s bones, which came from frustration, which in turn came from powerlessness. On others, she would feel scared, petrified, at the thought of what was to come. There was so much she wished to control, and so much she couldn’t, and some days she grew tired of it. That day was one of them.

Alice and Frank Longbottom had gone missing, and Minerva had not said anything. She had sat at the table quietly, hands in her lap where no one could see them, a distressed expression on her face and her lips in a thin line, but no words leaving them. She had spend every moment at the table listening and waiting, waiting for it to be over so she could arrange her thoughts and make sense of them. This was bad, this was very bad, and there were going to be many things she would have to do. Things she wanted to do, things she needed to do.

Once everyone had finished talking and people started to get up, Minerva let out a long breath, wanting to clear her head so she could look at the situation from a new perspective, from one that wasn’t as messy as hers was now. She felt a great need for clarity, for a way to control how she felt and deal with it (or push it away), rather than just feel it. Of course, that was easier said than done, even for her. Eventually Minerva forced herself to stop whatever she was doing, as she figured it was useless and got up.

And perhaps that was all she had to do: just get up and do what had to be done. Before she really decided on what it was she was going to do, her eyes fell on Marlene McKinnon, and Minerva moved towards the young woman instantly. She was quite familiar with Miss McKinnon, and knew that she was (or had been?) colleagues with the Longbottoms and besides, she had been assigned the same mission as her. Minerva could not help but worry slightly, and because she knew she had good reason to be concerned, she did not fight it.

“Marlene? Are you all right?,” she began, looking at the brunette with a look that was much softer than her usual one. In all honesty, the question felt rather stupid, because no, of course she was not. No one really was. “I’m not saying you’re not doing so, but please keep it together --- don’t do anything stupid, understood? We’ll figure something out to do, we can help them -- we can.”

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Odin, Venus, Dionysus

Odin: What is your family like?

"I have two younger brothers who are both married and have children of their own. I see all of them quite often, as well as my parents. My father is a muggle, my mother a witch and they live in a silent part of the highlands.”

Venus: Have you ever had your heart broken?

“Not by someone I loved romantically, no.”

Dionysus: Do you drink?

“Never on working days, but I can definitely appreciate a glass of mead on my free days. I don’t say no to whiskey either, but I have to admit that muggles are better at making it than wizards.”

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fabianxprewett :

“I’m so sorry! I’ll buy you another drink! Really sorry, I really didn’t mean to… Oh Merlin, did I mention I was sorry?”

“I think you did, Mr Prewett. It’s all right --- please stop apologising,” Minerva said, her tone just slightly annoyed. “You don’t have to buy me another drink, though.”

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It was well into the afternoon when Rubeus awoke, hungover and reeking of cigar smoke, to the sound of someone outside his hut calling his name. He practically fell out of bed, threw on an undershirt he had already worn for three consecutive days and some pants that were left in the corner of the room, and stepped out of the hut with the puppy he had taken in recently. Of course, the puppy seemed anything but, as he easily rivalled even a feral wolf in size. He turned his attention to the visitor.

“Well, go on,” he exclaimed grumpily. “Are you just gonna stand there gawkin’ at me, or are you gonna say something?”

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Minerva had never really been a fan of dogs, but ever since she had become an Animagus at age seventeen, it could be said that she despised the animals. She supposed anyone would feel that way about dogs after they had had an encounter with a bulldog while in cat-form. And so, when she saw the puppy -- if you could call it that, it was absurdly large -- she could not stop her nose from wrinkling. Her lips thinned too, but this was at Rubeus’ tone, not at the dog. Not even her friends were safe from that expression, and while she was delighted to see him, it kept her from smiling.

“I was wondering if you were in for a cuppa, but I’m not quite sure you’re in the mood.”

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Freya, Basset

Freya: Have you ever been in love?

“I don’t see why that is any of your business, honestly. But yes, I have been. Am still.”