#awilda flamel

[strangerdeer]

A Light Revenge

Awilda Flamel offers to help Saffron Clemont to make Peeves talk what he knows about the last Vault.  Awilda Flamel is my OC Saffron Clemont belongs to @staymay5​ Word count; 3 094 English is my second language • • • In the halls of Hogwarts, some giggles could be heard and the sound of wet shoes walking around. Awilda Flamel was walking in the halls and she was soaking wet. Once again the Poltergister Peeves had taken the opportunity to throw water balloons at her. And she wouldn’t have time to change her clothes since the next lesson was Defend Against Dark Arts, she wouldn’t be able to run down to the dungeons and then up again. She held out her arms while walking, thinking it would dry faster. Hoping that the books weren’t ruined.  Behind Awilda, she could hear quick footsteps. “Wil!” Awilda turned around when she heard her nickname being called. It was Saffron Clemont. Saffron stopped in front of Awilda and panted quietly. “What happened to you? Fell into the black lake?” “I will give you a clue,” Awilda said, still standing with her arms stretched out. “it starts with a P and ends with eeves.” Saffron sighed, she could have figured it out quicker it was Peeves if it weren’t she became worried for Awilda. “That old ghost,” Saffron muttered. “but why haven’t you changed?” “Well,” Awilda dragged it out. “Ms. Rakepick hates us being late, right?” “Right.” “And it takes 10 minutes to run down to the dungeons. But with my bad luck with the stairs, we have to count it as 13 minutes. Then get into my room and change takes a solid 7 minutes. And then run back up again which would take as well 13 minutes, which would be…” Awilda started to count on her fingers, basic math skills didn’t sit too right with her, she would have been better at it if Hogwarts had offered math lessons. “A half-hour,” Saffron said. “it would take a half-hour.” “Yes,” Awilda stopped counting. “and Rakepicks class starts in 10 minutes. So I decided to come like this instead.”

Saffron looked up and down on Awilda. She didn’t know any useful spells for this situation to help out. “I actually saw Professor Snape here nearby,” Saffron said. “he probably has a spell to dry you up.” “You think he will help me?” Awilda asked. “If he doesn’t want your house to lose points. Plus I think Rakepick won’t help you.” Awilda doubted that even Professor Snape would help her but she followed Saffron along. While they walked, with Awilda a little behind so she wouldn’t slip on her shoes, Awilda noticed that Saffron didn’t seem to be her happy self. As something was bothering her. Saffron walked with quick steps. She had seen Snape somewhere around as he patrolled the hallways. She hardly noticed Awilda was slipping behind her when she walked fast. But she had a lot in her mind. It was with the Vaults and apparently, Peeves knew something. When Saffron asked Peeves the other day, he just laughed at her, saying he wouldn’t say anything, and tossed dung bombs everywhere before flying off! It took Saffron the whole afternoon to wash off the smell. Since then she hasn’t seen Peeves. And she knows she is much closer now to find her brother and break the portrait curse. If only Peeves was willing to work– Saffron spotted a black cloak around the corner and now she jogged after. “Professor Snape! Professor Snape!” Saffron jogged around the corner and stopped her feet immediately when she saw Snape looking down on her with a disgraceful face. “No shouting in the halls Miss Clemont. 3 points from Gryffindor.” Saffron just nodded, 3 points wasn’t a lot as she had expected. “Professor Snape, do you know a dry-up spell?” “Why do you ask?” Snape hissed and looked skeptical at her. “Awilda Flamel has been attacked by Poltergeist Peeves and is soaking wet from top to toe.” “And where is Miss Flamel?” Saffron had thought Awilda ran with her, she looked behind her but there was no one there. But Saffron and Snape could hear the squeezing of wet shoes walking up behind the corner. Awilda walked up with her arms still stretched out and with the clothes dripping water. If Awilda had been in another house, she would have lost more points but Snape was the one who never took away points from his own house. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Awilda and the girls could hear how he clenched his teeth together. “Miss Flamel,” Snape dragged out the words. “what is this supposed to be?” “Wet clothes,” Awilda responded short. “And why haven’t you changed up and made the halls slippery?” “Because Professor Rakepick will not allow me to be 30 minutes late sir.” Snape inhaled, he would neither let another teacher take house points away from Slytherin. He picked up his wand and cast a dry-up spell on Awilda. “Thank y–” “Detention Miss Flamel,” Snape interrupted her. “I will expect you in the kitchen this Saturday… for the sixth Saturday in the row.” Awilda nodded. “Yes sir.” “Now both of you, go to your class.” Neither Awilda nor Saffron hesitated to quickly walk with quick steps away from Snape. Awilda was surprised that it went well, she looked over at Saffron to thank her but Saffron had a worried face. “Something on your mind Saffron?” Awilda asked as they got closer to the classroom. “Hm?” Saffron broke away from her thoughts and looked at Awilda. “what did you say?” “I asked if something is on your mind. But I take it as a yes.” “Oh, is it that visible?” “Well, I have never seen you that worried before.” Awilda and Saffron stepped into the classroom, Rakepick stood there, was ready to start the lesson any minute now. “It is the Vaults,” Saffron whispered to Awilda as they took the two empty seats closest to the door. “I think Peeves knows something about this Vault. But when I asked him, he just flew off. And I have no idea how to make him tell me.” Saffron side-eyed to see that Rakepick gave her a sharp glare. She hasn’t told Rakepick anything yet and she rather keeps her voice low when discussing this with Awilda. “That is a problem… but I think I know someone we can ask help with that,” Awilda whispered back. “You’ll help me?” Saffron shined up. Awilda nodded with a smile. “Of course! I would gladly help you.” As she spoke she picked up her books from the bag but she felt something was wet. Saffron jumped a bit when Awilda slammed her books on the table that were soggy. One of the pages had fallen out of the book and was now crumbling on the floor with words that no longer were able to read. “There go my books,” Awilda sighed and now was shaking her wet bag, and out from the bag fell out a compass. “oh so it was there all along. Ben! I found your compass!” • • • “Don’t we need William to get into the Prefects bathroom?” Saffron asked when they stood in front of the bathroom. “No, I happen to know the password,” Awilda replied and turned to the door. “dungeon chocolate.” The door slowly opened and Awilda looked at Saffron. “Good job Wil, may I ask how you know all these passwords?” Saffron teased and gently elbowed her. “I just ask those I know who will share with me,” Awilda grinned. “I guess I’m that lucky to ask the right ones.” They stepped inside the giant bathroom. Awilda usually came here whenever she had Quidditch practice, but Saffron had only been there with Bill when they had to find clues about the Vault. “How come you have nicknames for everyone but for Bill you say his full name?” Awilda asked. “Oh, it is because I–” “Well, well, well.” The girls looked towards the bathtub and up came Duncan. The ghost they wanted to meet. “If it isn’t the two most disgraceful people I know,” Duncan flew up to them, clearly not happy. “He hates you too?” Awilda asked Saffron. “Yeah? Didn’t I tell you?” “No, I must have missed it, why does–” “Because her brother is as terrible as your brother Flamel!” Duncan shouted. He flew closer to their faces, floated a bit over the two. “Clemont left me to die, and your brother Flamel, he tortured me.” Saffron crossed her arms. How much was she actually willing to believe this ghost? Awilda seemed already bored with Duncan’s talk about how terrible her brother was, she has heard it all before. She didn’t believe Duncan at all whatever he said about her brother. “Right, can we take that another time though?” Awilda sighed. “ We want to know what ghosts’ weaknesses are.” “What?” Duncan spits out. “So you can torture me as well in the afterlife? Get lost Flamel! I’m not helping you!” “It isn’t against you!” Saffron stepped towards. “It is so Peeves will tell us about the Vaults, he hides something from us that can be useful!” “And also to get revenge on him for all the pranks he has done on us,” Awilda said. “It would actually be fun to get a prank on him,” Saffron agreed. Duncan was silent, he floated above them and sat leg crossed in the air, He closed his eyes for a short moment before he finally spoke. “Why do you think he knows about the Vaults, Clemont?” “I think he knows where it is,” Saffron answered. “please Duncan, it is the only way to lift up this curse and free Beatrice from the portrait. You have to help us.” “Help you,” Duncan snorted. “look what happened when I helped out your brother. I’m dead.” Awilda was about to lay a comment that Duncan wouldn’t die more to help them but she stopped herself, or else they would lose Duncan. “It would give you a reason to not hate on us,” Saffron suggested. “wouldn’t it be nice to see that bullying doesn’t necessarily run in blood?” Duncan was silent but his eyes weren’t narrowing as much as before. “Saffron is actually one of the kindest people I know,” Awilda slung her arm around Saffron’s shoulders. “she helps whenever and always stands up to her friends!” “Same goes to Wil,” Saffron put her arm around Awilda’s waist. “whatever you say about our brothers, we aren’t like them at all!” The girls smiled big towards Duncan, hoping he would soften up and help them. Duncan put his finger on his chin and thought for a second before he replied; “No.” “What?” the girls said in a choir. “You heard me,” Duncan said and laid back in the air, putting his hands back on his head. “it is your brothers’ fault I’m in this state in the first place, so why help you two? I enjoy them being gone.” “But what about other students?” Awilda let go of Saffron and stepped towards Duncan. “They haven’t harmed you in any way, are you going to be that pitty to let others suffer because you hold a grudge against us? Against our brothers?” Duncan changed his position now, and was now almost standing up. “Do you want more people to actually die and be ghosts like you?” Awilda continued. “Would you rather let this school die than help us?!” Saffron held her hand on Awilda’s shoulder, a sign to not get overboard. Saffron looked up at Duncan; “If you help us, you may have saved the whole school. Hogwarts needs your help Duncan, not just us. Please, we can’t let more people die at this school.” It was silent for a short while. Duncan’s grumpy face had changed to a more concerned look. His shoulder lowered when he sighed. “Of course I don’t want kids to die,” Duncan said without looking in their eyes. “but. . . I don’t mind being called a hero for saving them.” Duncan grinned at the girls, both Awilda and Saffron gave a nod. “Alright,” Duncan said. “I’ll help you, but listen carefully, I won’t repeat myself.” • • • “I found a duck,” Saffron held up a rubber duck. “I guess it is a toy.” “He is worse organised than my dad is,” Awilda said while placing out another balloon that floated in Peeves’ room. “I wonder where he gets all this from,” Saffron picked up a cube with a lot of colours on it. “you think he stole these?” “He steals a lot from Mr. Flich so I wouldn’t be surprised he stole from students too.” Saffron twisted carefully the cube and the colours changed their positions. “Hey Wil, do you think this is a good plan? I mean, do you think he will actually tell us?” Awilda stood still and looked at the balloon in front of her, thought for a moment before turning to Saffron. “If I shall be honest, I have no idea if this is a good plan. But it is a good way to scare him after all the time he has pranked us!” She stepped over some stuff and went over to Saffron. “Either if this works or not, we will still find the last Vault, with or without his help.” Saffron smiled at Awilda and gave a nod. She dropped the cube back to the floor there she had found it. “You’re right. It is kinda exciting to see if this prank will work.” “It will at least scare him!” The girls went silent when they heard the echo of laughter getting closer. They both took up their wands, ready to meet the poltergeist. Peeves floated through the door, holding his stomach while he laughed big and shredded a tear. When he opened his eyes, he let out a big gasp. Ten big balloons floating everywhere in his room and in the middle of the room stood two girls. Peeves' face changed now to an angry expression. “What have you done to my room?!” Peeves yelled. “We have placed out balloons,” Awilda answered. “each one of them contains a strong lightning spell within them. If we pop them off, it will be like the middle of the day in here.” “Camel Flamel would never dare to do that,” Peeves said. “Don’t test me,” Awilda said and raised her wand. “I have once dumped dung bombs on the famous Rita Skeeter, I wouldn’t be scared to pop off some balloons at you.” Peeves looked around in his little home. This was his home after all, where would he otherwise go and come up with more pranks, and witts if not in here? And what if they only pop off one and let the rest pop off at any other times when he isn’t expecting it? He narrowed his eyes at the girls. “What do you two want with me anyway?” “To tell us about the last Vault,” Saffron said. “you know where it is, don’t you?” “Perhaps I know, but I don’t want to answer.” “Then we let the balloons go off,” Saffron raised her wand. Saffron started to swing her wand and that made Peeves throw up his hands. “No!” “Will you tell us?” Awilda asked. “Fine fine,” Peeves muttered and flew to the big pile of dumpster.  Peeves started to dig and toss stuff all around the place. An old moldy sandwich flew over Saffron and Awilda, made them wonder why Peeves would have sandwiches laying around in this mess. “Here! I found it!” Peeves flew to the girls and held a portrait. It was a portrait of a knight standing in a hall. It seemed to guard something. “What’s this?” Awilda asked. “The Vault Portrait of course!” Peeves spitted out. “The one you’re looking for!” “It is a clue to get to the last Vault,” Saffron filled in and shined up. “this can help us a lot!” “And it makes sure you two leave me alone!” Peeves said and tossed the portrait to Awilda and she caught it even if she almost fell backward. “Now take your horrible balloons and leave!” “The thing is–” Saffron raised her wand and smiled towards Peeves. Peeves gasped and closed his eyes as Saffron popped off the balloons. But when he didn’t hear any laughter or got blinded through his eye locks, he peaked open. All the balloons had contained confetti in them. It flew colourful confetti through the whole room and landed on all three of them. “– they were filled with confetti,” Saffron finished her sentence. It was a silence for a moment before Peeves started to laugh loudly, howling with joy and holding his stomach. “You tricked me there really good!” Peeves said between his laughs. The girls smiled at each other for the successful prank and made a high five, a victory has been made. “I’m glad this went through,” Awilda said. “or we would have been screwed.” “Imagine if we would have to make big pranks to get Peeves respect,” Saffron got handed over the portrait and she looked at it. “things that would have gotten us expelled.” “It’s good that Duncan said scaring was a better alternative,” Awilda crossed her arms. “I can’t imagine what big pranks we would then have to do. Like, make the sky fall down? Make a troll fight on school grounds?” “Are those even pranks?” “Not really, it is just cruel sabotage and would make everyone scared.” “Like that time you put fire on Professor Snape’s cloak and everyone had to rush inside?” Before Awilda could answer, Peeves' laugh was above them and the two girls looked up at him. With their small chat, they completely missed that Peeves flew quickly away to get water balloons. As he let go of them he shouted; “Here’s what you get for pranking me!” They weren’t quick to move away and the girls got the water balloons over themselves. Awilda rubbed her eyes and Saffron made sure the portrait was okay, but Peeves wasn’t finished with them. He flew around the room, grabbed something that looked like a big tube of ketchup, and flew towards the girls. Peeves pressed the tube and out came glitter and got stuck all over the girls. “Now I’ve got my revenge on you two,” Peeves laughed. Awilda looked down on herself and saw the green glitter had stuck everywhere, even on her face. Spitted out some glitter and she looked over at Saffron, and the same thing had happened to her, except she had red glitter. “Sacrebleu,” Awilda muttered in french. “We match our houses at least,” Saffron said. “And we got the portrait, let’s leave before we get something more tossed on us.” Thank you for reading!

[tiablackraven]

After I see the mini-comic of @hannahsecretchamber I decide to draw our team 😉

Players:

Mathias Cox (@theevildoc )

Awilda Flamel (@strangerdeer )

Marcus Flint

Wilhelmina Fujita (@wilhelminafujita )

Allison Garrison (@slytherincursebreaker )

Tia Magpie (@tiablackraven)

Riley Robinson (@guakamaya )

[concessit]

=w= Some very good drawing practice with several HPHM mcs....In full color!!. Hope you like it!!!

for @helgship Thank you so much for the drawing you did of my boii.

for @scarletfwooper I’m happy that I was able to meet you, rping with you is really fun and can’t wait to know more about her story.

for @scribbleries Love your art and the story of your characters and their whole development!! Thank you for all the drawing you’ve done of my children so far ;w;

for @cupidscrystals Your plots are very interesting and your characters very relatable, even the crack adventures are super fun to watch XD.

for @strangerdeer Your stories are really fun, intriguing and rping with your characters is really entertaining.!

for @neonbluewaves Even though we never talked in the past I really appreciate all the likes you give to my art stuff ;w; I really appreciate it

[heleneplays]

Pixel! MC's

Made with this super cute app called "Dress up Momo" that took me a day and a half to finish and collect all dresses :3c

Sadly their skin pallette is not as diverse especially for darker tones :(

Anyways list of MC's as follows:

Dia Stone is @cinnamonriko

Helene Adler is yours truly

Ana Díaz is @alsogolden-ana

Stephanie Paulson is @elite4steffi

Faireth Reed is @faireth-reed

Awilda Flamel is @strangerdeer

Audrey Castello is @scribbleries

Silaxiv Evans is @ladycibia

Hyejin Park is @luvpotion94

Kaoru Sastrolinea is @skyline-timeturner

[softfairies]

Hi!!! I made more mc’s in The Sims 4 cause yoU ALL NEED MORE OF MY LOVE, all of your mc’s are awesome just like every single one of you and ily all ♥

Lucas: @nomnan-art

Lilian: @ravenclaw-craftsgirl

Rosemary: @eluzivedreamer

Zoey: @zoeysandersofslytherin

Wolfget: @meadowslittlebug

Margaret: @margaretthehuman

Awilda: @strangerdeer

Efrosiniya: @soviet-medved

ily all, you are all great!!

[scarletfwooper]

Episode 1: Smells Like Teen Angst

The year was 1989 and the student at Hogwarts were bored out of their mind. That wasn’t new, of course, Professor Bins has never been know for his ability to hold a captive audience, but today was the day the students decided to take things into their own hands. Fifth year Ravenclaw Dia Stone had a brilliant, wonderful, and awful idea, an idea she shared with the most talented potions master she knew: Penny Haywood. And so, it was that day that their history class decided to brew amortentia.

 They take turns sniffing the wonderful aromas, till their papers are due. Panic erupts as the class attempt to hide the substance. Charlie wakes up from his nap. They turn in their papers and head towards flying class.

 Alana Jordan, unsure of her own feeling regarding her best friend Charlie Weasley, inquires into why exactly Rebecca Lord seemed to smell the same thing as her. Bex denies, of course, and instead switches the topic to her mom. Awilda Flamel and Saffron Clemont have a broom race away from the watchful eye of Madame Hooch. The race to the forest around the Whomping Willow, narrowly avoiding it’s branches and back. Saffron wins based on speed, but to avoid hitting Charlie, Andre, and Alana she crashes thus disqualifying herself. Awilda encourages her to try out for Quidditch and she says she’ll think about it. Dia breaks her arm.

 During lunch Dia, Saffron, and Alana discuss the science behind the potion and debate the best was to test it out. Saffron suggests Mrs. Norris, maybe she’d have less trouble with Filch then. Unfortunately Penny and Helene Adler enter to hear them joking about using it on Diago, the pair leave upset with the girls.

 Constance  Minovitch, wear a very conspicuous red hood, shoves Merula into the lake. Unfortunately for her, she can’t swim. Faireth Reed, debates whether or no they should let her drown but decides to Flippendo her to keep Saffron from jumping in and getting wet. This only worsens matters and send her farther out. Alana has to use accio to save her. Sending Merula smack into Saffron. Constance takes Merula away to dry up and to convince her not to tell on them.

 Dia decides she should tell Penny that she loves her and that she’s sorry. Penny however feels betrayed by Dia and wants nothing to do with her. She attempt to flee but is stopped when Alana cast immobilons on her. Snape arrives and gives everyone present detention. Including: Dia, Penny, Saffron, Alana, Helene, Casey, Faireth. Awilda witnesses the scene but is thankfully hidden well enough not to get in trouble.

 Audrey introduces Helene, Mystic Graves, and Tulip to Hector Silva a Gryffindor fith year supposedly great at getting rid of rumors in hopes of helping Dia and Penny. Merula, who remembers what it was like for her to loose Tulip, comforts Dia down by the lake. With renewed vigor Dia goes to make up with Penny. First she cleans up their supplies from earlier then she gets her some cake from the kitchen. They reunite outside the Hufflepuff common room. Penny agrees to talk in trough tomorrow and wishes her a nice night.

 Alana and Saffron get ready for the party later that night. They discuss Alana’s conflicted feelings. She wants Andre who took her to the dance to kiss her again, but she also has lingering feelings for her best friend. Saffron offers to talk to her best friend, Bill Weasley, who she refers to as William, but Alana asks her not to. She resolves to give Bex her blessing in pursuing Charlie as long as she doesn’t hurt him. Charlie arrives and hangs out with Bex. Mystic tries to heal Audrey injuries from earlier that day and Audrey pulls a prank on everyone. Bex, feeling down, leaves and Charlie goes after her. Andre shows off his dance moves. The group decides to go star gaze.

[strangerdeer]

I made Awilda and ahhhh the art is so cool and amazing!!!

Guys, I made a Picrew 😳

Okay so basically it’s more geared towards HP/HPHM a bit cause all the clothes I provided are the Hogwarts/BeauxBatons/Durmstrang/Ilvermorny uniforms but I hope you like it haha cause it was a huge pain to make!!! also theres vampire options

PLEASE tag me in your creations if you decide to post them. And credit me in your bio if you make it your profile photo. Thanks! ♥️

some examples

[strangerdeer]

Wig and Valentine

Wolfget and Awilda both feel it is something odd with Gilderoy Lockhart. Especially how he act with his hair.

An adventure that leads to Awilda never had the chance to go on a Valentine Date with Tulip. 

Wolfget Furtwrängler belongs to @meadowslittlebug​  Word count: 3 329 English is second language

Awilda rested her chin on her hand and sighed as she saw the crew of students flocking around Gilderoy Lockhart, everyone had read his books, everyone wanted to be like him, everyone wanted one look from him. He got his looks and a big smile and laughed when students asked “did you really do it?” Honestly it looked stupid. The girls and boys sighing over how great Lockhart was, they all admired him. Lockhart smiled big at them and touched lightly his hair, making sure it wasn’t messy. “Sitting here and admiring from afar?” Awilda looked up to her left and saw Wolfget Furtwrängler. He took a seat across from her and put down his bag on the bench. The Great Hall is usually empty between classes but now when Lockhart was here, it was rather filled up. “I think he doesn’t need my admiring, he gets it from all the others.” “You don’t like him either then?” “I don’t like old men who tries to impress others with golden lock hair,” she answered. “He is just four years younger than Professor Snape,” Wolfget pointed out. “No way!” Awilda glanced over at Lockhart with a confused look. “Imagine everyone surrendered Snape like that and admired him. That would look so damn weird.”

Wolfget just snorted at it and Awilda looked back at him when he spoke. “Expect he look old, why don’t you like him?” “I don’t know,” Awilda bit her under lip and tapped fast with her fingers on the table. “Lockhart is all about, ‘oh look what I did! Give me now your attention!’ It is all about him and his adventures.” Wolfget rolled with his eyes but had a smile to it. “I feel the same, a big talker but you don’t see him doing it.” “What if he lies about his adventures,” Awilda raised her eyebrows. “Wouldn’t surprise me,” Wolfget took a glimpse at the students who begged now for an autograph from Lockhart. “but people who has been on journeys with him would have said if he were bad, now they praise him for saving them.” “They do? I haven’t read his books,” Awilda has never bothered about Lockhart’s adventures, if they make history then she perhaps would read it. “Me neither, but that’s what they all say about him,” Wolfget sighed and in front of him appeared a glass of juice and he drank it. “Rough day at potion?” Awilda joked, knowing he got it after her. “What?” he dried his mouth with the sleeve and seemed sceptical at Awilda. “We had the ‘love potion’ like you did.” “Yeah? Was it rough?” “No… or well it seemed to work but you know,” Wolfget mumbled as he held the glass near his mouth. “It worked indeed,” Awilda said low too, it did smell flowers, lake, clean laundry, some kind of animal too? She knew she had smelled Tulip but she rather keep it to herself, she doesn’t want to ruin a friendship. “but the rumours are that Lockhart,” They both look over at Lockhart, it seems he wanted to leave the group of students, he held up his hands as he talked about how other students probably wants to meet him. Took back his head when a student wanted to feel on his hair. Awilda looks back at Wolfget and leans over to whisper; “that he tries to help students who had that Potion class, with the ‘love’!” “What? That can’t be true!” “It is though! He asks everyone in our year if we need any love tips.” “Who have you heard that from?!” “Talking about me?” Both Awilda and Wolfget jumped. Behind Awilda stood the one and only, Gilderoy Lockhart. He had a big grin that his shining white teeth could almost blind them, his golden hair looked newley brushed, and his golden suit was spotless from any dirt. With both of his hands on each of his side, he looked at the two big eyed (of fear) students. “I almost have super hearing when people whisper when I’m near them,” he chuckled. “Oh,” Wolfget said, making an exchanging look with Awilda, wondered if he had heard them. “Well no worries, I want to make sure all the students get a chance to talk to me, want me to sign your books?” Lockhart pointed at the books that Awilda had put next to her. She looked confused at the books and opened her mouth, small sounds just escaped of unsureness. Was surprised by the question, but even more surprised when Lockhart golden suit arm passed her and grabbed the book that were on the top and opened it to the first page. In his pocket he had a feather and started to sign. “And your name was?” He asked and peaked up from the book. “I never told you my name,” Awilda said low, still shocked over the act. Lockhart stared at her and then laughed loudly, making Wolfget look around, pretending he didn’t know Lockhart. “I’m sorry miss, what is your name?” “Awilda Flamel…” “Flamel,” Lockhart said and narrowed his eyes but still had a smile. “are you related to Sir Robert Flamel?” “I… I guess? But I have no idea who it is? Flamel tree is pretty big.” “Ah I see, but one of you are always famous for one thing, isn’t that right?” “I honestly don’t know about that,” Awilda almost whispered as she stared at him. Lockhart let out a humble and closed the book, a bit too hard, still had the big smile and handed over the book back. Awilda took the book and Lockhart turned to Wolfget, now it was his turn. Wolfget held his breath when he got eye contact with Lockhart. “Should I sign one of your books?” “Oh no it is all good,” Wolfget said. “I don’t want any doodles in my books.” “Nonsense, don’t be shy,” Lockhart said, leaned over and grabbed one of the books that poked out of the bag, opened up the first page. “ah, at least you write your name who the book belongs to.” “You don’t?” Wolfget looked at Awilda. “I don’t lose my stuff,” “What about that time you-” “I learned a lesson there to not forget them.” “Furtwrängler?” Lockhart felt that he didn’t get all the attention from the two students. “Aren’t you pretty involved with the Vaults? I have read a lot in the Daily Prophet.” Wolfget just leaned his head to left and right and shrugged. Well it wasn’t like he wished for being involved in it. He got simple dragged in to it. Everyone suddenly said he would help out and solve it. “I wished I could be there and help you,” Lockhart said while making his big sign all over the first page. “but it seems my needs is needed around the world and I can’t stay too long in one place, the work gotta go fast and then it is off to the next place!” “Maybe your needs are needed somewhere else right now,” Awilda said low and quiet, tapping her fingers at the table and looked over at Wolfget and he only nodded slightly. “Surely they need my help probably right now,” Lockhart hadn’t catch that he should leave. “but I would like to help out you two, I can’t let a Flamel nor a Vault seeker without some love tips.” Awilda raised her eyebrows at Wolfget with a small smirk, the rumours were true and Wolfget let out a heavy breath when he got back the book. He looked at the first page and sure enough, Lockhart’s sign were so big it covered half of Wolfget’s lastname. “I have heard your year got to know about Love Potion,” Lockhart said and grinned at them both. “and I know everyone can’t be quite as charming as me, but with a small help from me, your lover will swoon over you!” Wolfget and Awilda looked at Lockhart for a long moment before both of them got up. “Gosh would love that help,” Awilda said as she tucked her books in to the bag. “But we are late to Charms,” Wolfget filled in and Awilda pointed at Wolfget and nodded in agreement. “Exactly! We can’t be late,” “Well I take you as company there,” Lockhart said and seemed to be ready to walk with them. “you know I was also in Ravenclaw-” “Uh oh,” Awilda looked at her clock. “all this talking with you made us very late, would love to continue but we seriously have to run. Or else we get detention.” “I’m good friend with Professor Flitwick, I’ll explain to him when we meet him-” But before he could say anything more, both Wolfget and Awilda were running out of the Great Hall. “Is he behind us?” Awilda asks as she runs up towards the stairs. Wolfget took a glance back before continue the running. “Not what I can see.” They both stopped in the middle of the staircase as it moved. Both took their time to catch their breath. “Something with that man,” Wolfget said between his breaths. “makes me not trust him.” “The whole him is like,” Awilda rolled with her hand, trying to find words. “fake!” “I agree, even his hair seems oddly fake.” A silent fell over them and they looked first behind, to see if Lockhart was still after them, and then they looked back at each other. “Do you think-” Awilda was cut off. “I mean, he takes good care of it.” “And he doesn’t let anyone touch it.” “Seems very careful when it comes to his hair.” Awilda grinned at Wolfget and he held up his finger and shook his head. He knew that face too well. “No, I know what you are thinking and I’m not coming with you.” • • • Later that day, Lockhart stood near the lake with some of the few students, talking about how he swam across the lake and more of his silly adventures at Hogwarts when he was a student. Behind a tree stood Awilda and Wolfget. “I can’t believe I actually came with you,” Wolfget said low as he narrowed his eyes at Lockhart. “We are just going to see if it is actually a wig or not,” Awilda whispered and leaned back behind the tree. “and what is better than a powerful wind!” “Are you going to cast a spell?” Wolfget raised his eyebrows, his Prefect instincts was on, but he wanted to see how it all ended. He didn’t care at all what would happen to Lockhart. “I asked Professor Flitwick what spell makes a powerful wind and it is Ventus. I got to only see how you are suppose to flick with your wand.” Awilda showed the movement for Wolfget. “But I didn’t have time to actually learn how to cast it so Lockhart is the first victim for this spell.” “This seems like a bad idea,” Wolfget said, worried that the spell could backfire at them two. “It is only bad when it goes bad,” Awilda held her wand ready and glanced behind the tree. Lockhart stood with both of his hands on his side, proudly told more the students about himself and told them some vampire stuff from what Wolfget and Awilda could hear. Awilda raised her wand and flicked with with it. “Ventus!” Nothing happened, Awilda looked down on her wand and shaked it. “Stupid wand.” “I think you made the movement to aggressive,” Wolfget took his wand out and stood next to Awilda. “Do more like this, Ventus.” And it worked. But he hadn’t point it exactly at Lockhart but it went in his direction. The students closed their eyes to the hard wind that came, their hair flew in the wind and they got the dirt up in the face and on their clothes. And Lockharts hair also flew. Actually flew. High up in the sky, flew a blonde wig around. Both Wolfget and Awilda had their mouth open as they followed their eyes on the wig that flew above the lake. With a shout, Awilda and Wolfget had their eyes back on the ground, Lockhart had been fast to pull up his cloak over his head to cover his boldness. “Quick students,” Lockhart said to the students who hadn’t had the chance to see his lack of hair. “a dangerous spell has been casted on us. Hurry inside while I take care of it!” Awilda and Wolfget were fast to hide behind the tree again as the students ran past them to the safety. They both bent down to the ground and made sure they wouldn’t be seen. “Merlin’s beard,” Wolfget mumbled. “Holy shit! He is actually bold!” Awilda said and shook Wolfget. “We should totally catch the wig so we can show it to the others.” Awilda poked her head out from the spotting place. She couldn’t see either Lockhart or the wig.  “Where did he go?” Wolfget looked as well. The spell had went down and they couldn’t see the wig flying in the blue sky anymore. “You,” The two teenagers looked behind them. Lockhart stood there with the wand in his hand. His hair were back on his head but it looked wrong, as it sat not how it should. Wolfget and Awilda had big eyes on him. If not his wand was pointed at them, they perhaps would have laughed at his hair but now they were worried what a grown up would do to them. Awilda pressed her back towards the tree, they couldn’t run away. “Trying to ruin my reputation? Don’t you think I recognise a Ventus spell?” “We practiced some spells,” Awilda were quick to say. “We didn’t know you would stay in the way,” Wolfget followed along with the lie. “we are sorry sir.” “Won’t happen again!” “From the first moment,” Lockhart spoke slowly. “I saw you in the Great Hall, I knew you two didn’t like me. You two sat far away and looked at me weirdly. And now you try to pick on me, huh? Is it also you two who has been through my stuff? Taken my rings?!” Both Wolfget and Awilda shook their heads, but they knew probably one who took them. Sickleworth. Rakepick had left Sickleworth behind at Hogwarts after disappearing, and now Sickleworth take stuff that he thinks is shining. “I suppose you also read through my stuff,” Lockhart had a threatful tone. “how much do you know?” Wolfget and Awilda looked at each other, this wasn’t according to the plan. And they didn’t know what he was talking about either. They glanced back at Lockhart, confused and waited for an explanation. “Don’t play stupid! You saw I stole from another wizard about fighting the werewolves!” “You stole!?” Wolfget repeated. “You stole about fighting the werewolves and published it as your own?” “Is that why that useless spell didn’t work?” Awilda followed along. She remember the first halloween when werewolves came to Hogwarts and Barnaby’s uncle came over. He used a spell that was invented by Lockhart but it didn’t work. “Did you make that spell up?!” “His version wasn’t all excitement,” Lockhart had an unpleasing smile on his face. “one spell I do know though, is about to make you two forget about this.” They both got big eyes. He was going to oblivate them! “You have no right to do that!” Awilda spitted out, leaned forward now. “You end up in Wizard Court and perhaps Azkaban as well,” Wolfget narrowed his eyes. “Do not worry,” Lockhart chuckled. “I know how to do this spell, I have done it plenty of other times on those who follow on my journeys. And I know already what I will tell the others when I get back with two students who doesn’t remember a thing.” He had a grinning face as he said it. “I can already see the headlines by Rita Skeeter; Lockhart saved two students from the dangerous wizard who seek the Vaults! I told you two, I follow very along with Daily Prophet and thanks to the gossip children, I know about the Wizard in White Robes. You two should thank me for making you famous.” “Right,” Wolfget said with a growling voice, annoyed by this villain talk. “but I think you forget one thing.” Wolfget held up his wand against Lockhart and so did Awilda. “Expiliarmus,” Wolfget were quick to say and Lockhart’s wand flew high up in the sky. “Ventus!” Awilda shooted at the flying wand and it flew far away, so it would be hard for Lockhart to run after it. “Oh wow, did you see I could cast it now?” Wolfget stood now straight up from the ground and he was much taller than Lockhart, Lockhart looked up on the young boy and a nervous chuckle came from him. “I think it has been some misunderstanding here,” Lockhart trembled with his words along with some laughs in between. “Thought you would say so,” Awilda also stood up and held her wand towards Lockhart. Before any of the teenagers could say anymore, Lockhart were quick to leave, holding one hand on his head and towards where his wand had flew. Awilda grabbed Wolfget and they ran towards the castle, to there it is a lot of people and there Lockhart can’t do any harm. • • • “We have to tell someone!” Awilda whispered when they were in the library, hoping Lockhart wouldn’t look there. “He were about to oblivate us, and he admitted he stole from others and have oblivated them too! Claiming he is the one who did all the great stuff!” “But you forget one thing Awilda,” Wolfget shout whispered. “we have no evidence! We aren’t even sure if he were going to oblivate us or if he simple threaten us.” “That is worse,” Awilda pointed out and Wolfget nodded, couldn’t deny that. “but we could tell McGonagall.” Wolfget sighed, he had rather kept this a secret but now he were about to tell Awilda, to make sure he won’t be in any sort of trouble. “Awilda, I have a date on Valentine’s day. I actually for one day want to have something nice and different for once. To forget the Vaults, all the adults who betray children, to forget about my so supposed-” He stopped himself and Awilda looked down. She knew he meant his brother. “But I suppose I can’t even have that date peacefully,” Wolfget mumbled. “now I got to tell Barnaby that…” He toned out, he didn’t mean to tell who he was going with. But what did that matter? Now when Lockhart is at their throats he would have to cancel the date and rather stay hidden to make sure to not rush in to Lockhart. “No you are going on that date,” Awilda whispered, making sure that Mrs Pince wouldn’t get upset. “I put you in the situation. If you are worried about Lockhart coming after you, then you forget that I happen to know three of the biggest troublemakers on Hogwarts.” “You surely don’t mean you going to keep him busy the whole time?” Wolfget sighed and already knew who she meant, Tulip, Tonks, and Jae. “Of course I mean that! I will be his biggest threat, and I’m sure Tulip and Tonks want to see who first of them can take off his wig.” Wolfget turned to look at Awilda and she smiled at him. “I can make sure you will have a calm date, Lockhart will be running after me, not you.” “You’re sure you can do it?” “As long you don’t stop me with your Prefect duties,” she jokes and Wolfget only rolled with his eyes. “I am pretty sure I can do it.” “Right,” he nodded. “maybe in the future after all of this, we can expose him.” “Hopefully no one else get the chance to expose him before we do.” “Or worse,” Wolfget smiled a little. “oblivate him.”

[cursed-ice-spirits]

Stuff from discord without context

@cinnamonriko - Dia Stone

@meadowslittlebug - Wolfget Furtwrängler

@heleneplays - Helene Alder

@selwynsiblings - Casey Selwyn

@weasleyismyking540 - Alana Jordon

@scribbleries - Audrey Castello

@strangerdeer - Awilda Flamel

@faireth-reed - Faireth Reed

@ravenclaw-craftsgirl - Lilian Le’Reau

@scarletfwooper - Saffron Clemont

[concessit]

HPHMInktober Day 17: Flying

For this I made @strangerdeer amazing MC, Awilda Flamel, the coolest Quidditch captain I’ve ever met, so I had to draw her =w=.

@hphminktober-2019

[heleneplays]

Incorrect MC's part 2

Because though my depression is here, memes is the one true healer

Featuring:

Faireth Reed (@faireth-reed ) - troubled MCs 1, Context is Important

Constantine Minovich (@cupidscrystals ) - troubled MCs 2

Audrey Castello (@scribbleries ) - Fighting styles do matter

Eldorian Handoris (@sirfluffig ), Awilda Flamel (@strangerdeer ), Flavio Ceccere (@sirfluffig ) - Context is Important

[Part 1] [Part 2 - this]

[softfairies]

if awilda had instagram✧°•.*◦✧°•.*

made for @strangerdeer ‘s mc!

hope you like it!! ♥

[strangerdeer]

Awilda in her 5th year vs. Awilda age 27 (right after the war)

she finally learned how to smile for photos! And turned back her hair to her original colour

tagging anyone!

I found this cute picrew and thought it'd be fun to create your Mc and then their older self :3

Here if you wanna do it!

Tagging: @slytherin-puffskein @slytherinliththorne @ryollie @kyril-hphm @hanihonii @caustic-curses @weirdcursedvaultkid @weasley-adoptee @ladycibia @zincgirl @badeeaswife @theguythatdraws

[strangerdeer]

oc interview ➔ Awilda Flamel

| year five

I saw @hphm-ravenclaw-writings did this for their OC Samuel! Check out their post as well HERE 

name ➔ “I’m Awilda Flamel,” a frown smile was shown on her face.

are you single ➔ She raised her eyebrows and looked a bit uncomfortable, “I am, how so?”

are you happy ➔ Awilda shrugs and pouts her mouth. “For now? Yeah, I would say I’m happy.”

are you angry ➔ “I don’t see a reason why I would be angry..” her thumb and pointy finger is at her mouth as she thought of the question.

are your parents still married ➔ Awilda shows a soft smile and seems to dream away a bit. “They are still married, happy as an old couple could be!”

-

NINE FACTS

birthplace ➔ “Born on St. Mungos,” 

hair color ➔ Awilda tilts her head so the high ponytail of her hair showed. “I have coloured it white blond! It’s not grey!” She looks back and grins, knowing a lot people thinking it is grey. “But my natural colour is brown.”

eye color ➔ “Dark blue.”

birthday ➔ “28th April, born 1973, a good year I would say,” she smiles at her own sarcastic joke.

mood ➔ “I’m neither excited, or joyful of happiness, neither mad or sad... I guess I’m in an average okay mood.”

gender ➔ “I’m a girl, who can’t live without a skirt.”

summer or winter ➔ “Gosh, winter!” Awilda’s head tilts back as she smile big. “Winter is so much fun with all the snow and ice skating. You can do so much fun when it is snow all around!”

morning or afternoon ➔ “Afternoon, then I can play Qudditich with the others.”

-

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

are you in love ➔ Awilda looks up in the ceiling, her eyes wandered around as she had her mouth open a little bit. “Um, perhaps, but I’m not sure.” She then laughs a little bit. “or I know my own feelings, but I wouldn’t admit openly if I was in love.”

do you believe in love at first sight ➔ “Nope,” It was a quick answer. “I think it is something that comes through time.”

who ended your last relationship ➔ Awilda let out a heavy sigh and nods. “Me. It was for the better. He goes in Beauxbatons and we barley saw each other so...” A short paus was there as Awilda looks down on the floor. “It was only right to break up with him, I didn’t have the right feelings, I suppose it was just an experiment for me.”

have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔ Another nod to that question. “He was heartbroken for that moment, I hope he is fine now since we are still friends. Plus he is best friend with my cousin, so we are better off as friends.”

are you afraid of commitments ➔ Awilda shook her head fast. “No, it is part of life to make them.”

have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔ “I only hug my friends, but... not this last week I think?”

have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ “It must be a good secret admirer because not even I know about them then,” Awilda laughs and makes a facepalm with her hand softly. 

have you ever broken your own heart? ➔ “Not what I can think of...”

-

SIX CHOICES

love or lust ➔ Awilda twist with her mouth before she answer. “Lust. I think? My answer to that may change in ten years.”

lemonade or iced tea ➔ “Non of them. Tea is suppose to be hot!”

cats or dogs ➔ “I have never own a cat or a dog, my family doesn’t have any pets. But I think I would go along with a dog. Plus,” Awilda holds out her hands and laughs. “I’m allergic to cats! It would be a disaster if I owned one!”

a few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Why not both? It is good to know everyone but good to have few best friends as well, you can never know too little people.”

wild night out or romantic night in ➔ “Wild night out,” Awilda nods with a smile. “I like it when something happens that you can talk about afterwards for a long time.”

day or night ➔ “Um, I can be up for a whole night, but I like day better because you can at least see what happens around you.”

-

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

been caught sneaking out ➔ Awilda smiles as she narrow her eyes. “Perhaps.”

fallen down/up the stairs ➔ “No, surprisingly! But the stairs has always made me late for classes! They always move when I step on them.”

wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔ “There was this broom that recently came out... and Merlin,” Awilda bite her lip. “I want it so bad, I have already asked my parents if I can have one.”

wanted to disappear ➔ Awilda furious her eyebrows, puzzled expression before she spoke; “Not really... not after that my brother Jakob disappeared.”

-

FOUR PREFERENCES

smile or eyes ➔ “Eyes, they say more than a smile does.”

shorter or taller ➔ “I am short that wish to be taller.” She waves with her hand softly as if it was a fly near her. “But I suppose I fall for the taller ones.”

intelligence or attraction ➔ “Why not both?” she smiles and raise her eyebrows. “Two good things in one person, what more could I ask for?”

hook-up or relationship ➔ “Um, I suppose hook-up, for now.... I mean, a hook-up can lead to a relationship, right?”

-

FAMILY

do you and your family get along ➔ “I mean,” Awilda pause as she taps her fingers on her cheek. “they both work a lot. I know this summer they worked all the time and was only free for one week. But otherwise we get along.”

would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔ A soft shrug was shown from her. “I mean, when I start to wear pants, you can assume something messed up has happen.” She then looks around in the room. “But there is strange stuff going on now at Hogwarts, there are some men here... seems very interested in the Vaults and other stuff.”

have you ever ran away from home ➔ “No, but I know some kids here who has wanted to run away from the castle actually. Can’t blame them.”

have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ Awilda press her lips together and narrow her eyes once more. “Do we talk about kicked out from classroom or?”

-

FRIENDS

do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔ Awilda takes a very big amount of air through her nose as she sits more straight. “Some do I not get along with I suppose... But I have never hated someone. Except Merula but that’s another story.”

do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “There are neither good or bad.... as mom use to say, we do things that we consider is the right thing, but may not be right in other peoples eyes.”

who is your best friend ➔ “I would say many are my best friends. Picking one would be wrong.”

who knows everything about you ➔ “Ever heard of Constance Rozenova? She knows most about me.”  || Free open tag for those who want to do this! I also tossed in a bit of Awildas versions of the Vaults that there are some Secret Organisation who wants the Vaults as well. 

[cursed-ice-spirits]

Discord without context again.

Rebecca Lord - me

Awilda Flamel - @strangerdeer

Alana Jordon - @weasleyismyking540

Faireth Reed - @faireth-reed

Audrey Castello - @scribbleries

[heleneplays]

AND

here's something more lighthearted, courtesy of the fun dynamics of the hphm discord and incorrect quotes >:3

featuring

Wolfget Furtwrängler + his demons (@meadowslittlebug )

Christian Ocacio and the Discord shenanigans (@chrisception13 ) //LOVE U DUDE 😂😂😂//

Awilda Flamel (@strangerdeer ) and Dia Stone (@cinnamonriko ) in Stone life with Dia and Awilda