#maleficiumtask

[gilliangreyback-blog]

TASK 03. write a letter to a family member or a journal entry explaining how your character is feeling about the future. the letter or journal entry MUST be about the recent plot drops. are they scared about the birth of a new war ? are they afraid that they might be attacked next ? are they upset about the attack on dominique weasley ? 

Dearest Nanna, 

You’ll have to forgive me for not visiting or at least writing to you at Christmas. I miss you, and I promise I’ll stick to your schedule until I come see you in the summertime. The thing is, something’s happening at Hogwarts that’s got all the students and faculty stirring in their seats. I’m not even sure of what happened myself, but I know that war is being waged once more, and a dear friend of mine suffered because of it. 

I wish I could have done something but all I could do was stand and watch. I’ve not been allowed in the hospital wing to see her - at least I haven’t tried again since I’ve gotten booted out twice -, and all of my nerves are at their ends. Let it be known, though, that your little girl is well equipped to defend herself. There’s no way in hell this is happening to me or anyone else if I can help it. Whatever form that takes I’m ready. Don’t be worried for me, I’ll be just fine. 

I’ll take a day off sometime soon when the snow melts to come visit. You can’t tell mum, though; you remember our deal. I love you, Nanna.

Sincerely,

Your Gilli Bean

[parkofravenclaw-blog]

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TASK O1: STATISTICS

&. BASICS

Full Name: june park chang Nicknames: park , parker , and occasionally ‘that bitch from ravenclaw Age: 16 years young Sexuality:  heterosexual Date of Birth: december 3 , 2k00 Place of Birth: the back of a taco truck ( a very , very long story ) Gender & Species: cis female witch Current Location: hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

&. MORE BASIC INFO

Languages: english &&. chinese , with the occasional tagalog she's learned from violetta Religion: atheist Education: st. ivy’s elementary and middle school , &&. hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry Occupation: student Drinks, Smokes, & Drugs: “if you tell my mother , I'll murder you , but I secretly drink and smoke at the edge of the forbidden forest … ”

&. PERSONALITY

Zodiac Sign: sagittarius MBTI: entp Likes: candy ( muggle and wizard! ) sex jokes , messing with the staff , stealing food from the kitchen ( the little guys have a special place in park’s heart. ) , her iphone , slushies Dislikes: homework , stuffy purebloods , basically the whole staff excluding trelawney ( that lady is hysterical! ) , giving way , history of magic , homework , following the rules , lettuce Bad Habits: making inappropriate jokes at inappropriate times , chewing on her fingernails , eating w a y too much , getting too many detentions , and not studying on time Secret Talent: electric guitar. park was attracted to the the guitar for one reason: how much noise it makes ( and how easy it is to carry around ) Hobbies: eating , sleeping ( in class , in her bed , in the common room , etc. ) , messing with violetta , stealing Fears: that her mother cho truly didn't want her Four Positive Traits: charismatic , humorous , self-generating   Four Negative Traits: manipulative , procrastinates , overly-flirtatious , facetious , Other Mentionable Details : park might not be the smartest student in hogwarts , but she was put with the eagles for a reason: park can be quite resourceful , always looking for ways to make her life easier. she's a problem starter when it comes to real life , but once you throw a book at her , she will most likely mutter a quick ‘incendio’ and possibly throw the book out the window.

&. APPEARANCE

Tattoos: the word “fucked up” on cursive on her lower back ( another thing to hide from cho ) , and a tiny rose behind her earlobe. Piercings: two piercings on each of her ears Reference Picture: a/n

&. FAMILY INFORMATION

Parent Names: cho chang & the same word tattooed on her lower back ( “fucked up” ). park had never really knew her father. for the longest time , park had thought by , some miracle , cho was able to give birth to park all on her own ( without the whole “when a man and a woman love each other very much …. ” shibam ) , and whenever park and violetta would ask about their father , cho would always dismiss the topic and get as far away from the two.

her relationship with cho wasn't really better. park always felt like the accidental child ( obviously , if her father wasn't her right now , park was created during a one-night stand ) , as how cho treated the both of them. violetta always got more attention , and it made cho a teensy bit distant , if not bitter. she was still close with her sister , of course ,  merlin forbid , but cho and park didn't even send letters regularly anymore. Sibling Names:  violetta chang , adoptive sister Sibling Relationship: “I steal your shit , you steal mine,” Other Relevant Relative: a/n Children: a/n Pets: a small , gray owl named “ju-ju” or “june jr.”

&. BIOGRAPHY

june park chang’s teenage years weren't entirely …. normal. normal mothers made sure that their kids were home in time and safe and sound. but cho never did any of those things. by the time park was thirteen , the only words park and her mother spoke to each other was “don't forget your phone for emergencies” and “good-bye”.  cho never stopped her daughter from doing stupid things , and park never stopped doing those stupid things. she didn't even bother to force her daughter into attending hogwarts.

when park was fourteen , it changed. park had urged her daughter to attend the school , to the extent of taking away all her privileges. it was a shock to park , as she didn't know her mother had the capacity to care for her that way ( and her father was a different story , “the bastard” whom she never knew ). 

[howardstrout-blog]

Asleep || Song Challenge

Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go

And the other trainee nurses here are just the sweetest, so I’ve already made lots of new friends! There’s a girl named Diana who can change her hair into different colours whenever she wants, you have to see it!

Anyway, I hope you’re well and that you’re studying hard for your OWLs. Please try and remember that there are other subjects apart from Care of Magical Creatures and don’t be afraid to ask the professors for help. I know you’re going to do great!

Write soon!

Miriam. 

tw: suicide mention

The letter had been dropped into Howard’s toast by an owl in the Great Hall this morning and he had immediately gotten up to go and read it in his dorm room. He hated eating by himself, anyway. He always felt like everyone was staring at him and judging him for how he looked, how he sat, how he put the food in his mouth. Still, he supposed that he’d have to get used to it soon enough.

On any other day, the letter from Miriam would have made him completely exhilarated to hear how his sister was doing at St. Mungo’s and to learn the names of all her new friends. But as he put the letter down and leaned back in his chair, Howard realised that he just felt numb. His eyes unfocused as he stared at the wooden panelling that served as the ceiling of the Hufflepuff common room. 

The future had been on his mind since the first day of fifth year, when Sprout had given the entire house a lesson on the importance of the upcomin exams and how important it was that they all embody one of the most important attributes of Hufflepuff: hard work. Howard had always felt like somewhat of an imposter in his own house, never having been anything even resembling a hard worker. His grades were certainly evident of that. He could still remember his first year at the school, when he was near the top of the class on everything without having to try. And that meant that he never learned how to. Everyone was was in the library all day scribbling down notes and memorising facts, while Howard was just trying to keep himself just above the bottom of the class these days. 

Howard stood up and grabbed his jacket from the bedpost. It was a nice enough day to take a walk around the castle. If he was going to go down this route of thinking again, he could at least do it over a nice view. 

A flock of seventh years (or, at least, they looked old enough to be) passed Howard in one of the corridors, giggling to each other as they went. It had never really occurred to Howard before a few weeks ago, but he really didn’t have that many close friends outside of that year. Hell, he didn’t really have many close friends in general. And whenever he did speak to any of them, he always felt the unmistakable feeling that he was annoying them. Like he was just a little idiot fifth year that they all felt obligated to be nice to because they had known his sister once upon a time. He bet that they couldn’t wait to graduate. It would mean that they could all finally get away from Howie. Everyone was moving on but him. 

Sometimes, Howard wished that something dramatic would happen to him. In fact, he’d settle for just something vaguely interesting. Everyone else was being caught up in family squabbles and love triangles and larger than life rivalries. Meanwhile, Howard could usually be found sitting somewhere by himself or just stroking the Hippogriffs. Nobody ever so much as looked at him, really looked at him, as anything more than someone on the periphery. He was a spectator in his own life, a supporting character. 

Somehow, Howard’s walk had carried him to the top of the Astronomy Tower, which was extremely strange. First of all, it was strictly off-limits outside of lesson time and, secondly, Howard had literally no memory of even climbing the steps. Maybe his thoughts about wanting a nice view had simply carried him up here. To be honest, Peeves probably could have just grabbed him and thrown him up here, considering how deaf Howard had been to the outside world. 

Was it bad that Howard’s first instinct was to jump? He’d read somewhere that was always a thought that came up in people’s heads when they were standing on high places. Something about the feeling of being high-up eliciting feelings of not being in control and jumping off being the most ‘in-control’ thing that you could possibly do in that moment. Howard wondered if anyone would miss him if he jumped off right now, if they would think about him when he was gone.

He wasn’t stupid, he knew that he would be at least somewhat missed. There would be a funeral and people would be sad for a little bit, of course. What Howard really wanted to know was whether he would actually be remembered. If he would be known as anything more than that kid in fifth year who leaped off the Astronomy Tower. Even without the hypothetical implications of suicide, would anyone ever really care who he was? 

Howard had been having a recurring dream lately. He was a book on the shelf in the library and he would hear the door open and the light come on. Hundreds of people would come flooding in, talking and laughing to each other. Howard could see some of his friends among them: Benjy, Alice, Cam.  And then they would start taking books off of the shelf. He could see all of these people scanning the shelves for a book to read, trying to choose one that they wanted. Sometimes, they would look right at him, and Howard could tell that they were happy to see him. But he never got picked by any of them. All the other books would get chosen and taken away, one by one, until Howard was the only one left on the shelf. And then he would hear the door closing. And the lights would go off. Then he woke up. 

There is another world There is a better world Well, there must be Well, there must be Well, there must be Well, there must be