player information!

preferred name ; Sabella
age ; 21
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characters you already play ; Sephora Mulciber

character information!

the basics
character name ; Flora Edythe Pims
nickname(s) ; Pims !
age ; Just turned 14.
date of birth ; 22, May 1994
blood status; Halfblood
sexual orientation ; Straight
wand ; 7 Inches | Rowan | Fwooper feather core
affiliation ; Supporter of The Order of the Phoenix


the appearance

height & weight ; Almost the same height as her Cleansweep 11 when she stands it upright, Pims is proud to have finally reached the five-foot mark and all it’s glory. She now has access to the privileges of being able to sit at the grown-ups table and get down tall things for the younger children, passionately reminiscing about what it was like to once be in their shoes. Despite this new accomplished goal, however, she still has problems with the little fact that it was still easy for her older cousins to swing her ninety-five pound body over their shoulder and carry her off kicking and howling.

hair ; Style. Some witches have it, and some don’t. Fortunately for Pims, she’s able to arrange her blonde hair that barely grazes her shoulder into an awe inspiring masterpiece, one that she constantly changes to keep the jealous others guessing. If you ever ask her to do your own hair, she’ll happily pick up a comb and show you how it’s done. And if you still haven’t begged for her style secrets, she’ll sneak into your bedroom while you’re sleeping and do it for you anyway.

eyes ; There have been many a boy to fall victim to the alluring gaze of Pim’s heavily hooded eyes-- at least, that’s what she believes. What else would cause them to stop, stare, and run away to probably tell all their friends the little slice of heaven they’ve experienced? Her eyes are blue and very round, especially when she opens them wide, and the first prominent feature one sees when turning a corner. How lucky for them.

facial features ; Pims has a round-shaped face with a pointy chin and a little button nose. Her lips are thin and delicate with small pearly white teeth that open up to a Cheshire Cat grin. She has big ears and rosy cheeks, making her look quite mousy and youthful in appearance. No one will blame you if say you needed something beautiful to look at and reach for Pims instead.

distinguishing features ; There is a small birth mark near her pelvic bone that she believes to resemble Babbity Rabbity from The Tales of Beedle the Bard. It’s an instant conversation starter when she lifts her shirt up to irritated strangers and points out Babbity’s profile. There is also a war wound on her hand from a garden gnome who bit her when she tried to swing him across a fence. She later decided to name the gnome Frank, and explained that he was more attached to her than crossed about being flung around. Last but not least, she has a burn mark on her ankle where an Ashwinder egg caught fire and touched her with a flame. This is a constant grudge that she keeps due to the fact that it was her cousins who tricked her into thinking they were ordinary Easter eggs that were worth double due to their red colouring. After realizing they were Ashwinder eggs, she turned to flee but wasn’t fast enough when they ignited.

style ; Pims’ style is an eccentric kaleidoscope of colour, layers and textures. She wears absolutely anything that she wants regardless of how it all looks together and it makes her beam with gratitude when someone compliments her outfits. Almost all of her clothes are wizard-made savour her converse shoes that she innocently stole from a Muggle friend and when she is at school she wears her Hogwarts robes with bursts of colorful accessories.

play by ; Saoirse Ronan




the personality
likes ;

Quidditch: No matter how crowded the stands are, the entire Pitch can hear the excited roaring of Pims, decked out in her Houses’ colours, wearing face paint and pins that she’s charmed to chant whenever her team scores a goal. She bets her spending money when there is a pool going around for the winner and has even been given detention for running out into the field to call out the shoddy decision of the referee. That has only occurred once due to the threat of being banned from the games altogether, but it hasn’t stopped her from giving the Quidditch Master a stink eye for allowing them to foul her team. Over the summers Pims has actually gotten quite good at playing Chaser, and hopes to try out the beginning of Term for a spot if it‘s open.

Societies and Clubs: Pims loves joining groups and working as a team for a great cause or a fun hobby. Despite her efforts to join the Society for the Reformation of Hags, the Society for the Tolerance of Vampires, and the Troll Rights Movement, she has been denied because she was a child (even though she mentioned she was tall enough to become a member) but still has high hopes to join The Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers due to the fact that the Head of the society responded with a letter of promise to look at her application again in five years. Currently she is in the Charms Club, but would’ve also been in the Gobstones Club if she didn’t bet another student that they couldn’t swallow a gobstone whole.

Wizard Candy, Toys and Trinkets: Underneath her bed in an old Gladrags wardrobe box is about a thousand chocolate frog cards with limited edition and rare collectable sets. She owns three fanged Frisbees in different colours, two decks of burnt Exploding Snap playing cards, a red Ever-Bashing Boomerang and a stack of The Adventures of Martin Miggs, the Mad Muggle comic books. You can constantly find her teeth chattering, her mouth smoking, and her tongue a different shape due to the obscene amount of candy that she eats, and there are still wrappers of Droobles Best Blowing Gum littering the bottom of her trunk from three years ago. She carries a dung bomb on her at all times (prides herself from being only caught once with one) and is known to unleash Dr. Filibuster's Fabulous Wet-Start, No-Heat Fireworks at the most inconvenient times. Since most of these are considered contraband at Hogwarts, she saves most of her pastimes for summer, although Pims still carries several Weasley's Wizard Wheezes packages to school just in case.

The Weird Sisters: This is Pims’ favourite band of all time and still holds a big crush on Myron Wagtail even though he just celebrated his thirty-eighth birthday. Her most coveted possession was an old Screaming Yo-Yo he signed when she surprisingly bumped into him at a crowded Quidditch match. The Wizarding Wireless Network holds her as the owler with the most song requests and has counted a total of ten posters of the band in her room. Is there a bigger fan out there? Pims says no, and always plans to outshine and out-rock all of the other groupies when their songs come on.

Friends: The greatest gift Pims could ever receive would be a person’s friendship. Even though she has gotten hurt a few times by manipulative people who have befriended her just to trick her, she still sees right past everyone’s faults and mistakes and remains by their side when no one else does. She is very loyal to the ones that hold a place in her heart and won’t hesitate to fly to their rescue when they either need a shoulder to cry on, a person to stand up to a bully, or to be told on when they do the wrong thing. She’s useless as a secret keeper due to running her mouth to just about anyone, but she knows when you need help to solve a problem or when you need a hand to hold. Friendship is something worth fighting for, and Pims will fight with every breath she has.

dislikes ;

Pureblood Supremacists: Who died and made them king of the Wizarding World? Pims thinks anyone who feels dominate over another human being just because of their blood purity is a horrible coward who probably inherited their madness from their family’s incest breeding. Every wizard in their right mind knows that no one is completely pureblood anymore, but the Supremacists seem to believe that just because they have a long linage means that they are above the law. Get off your high horse, cowards, and stop trying to think that magic isn’t for those who don’t attend your parents’ Christmas parties. The Death Eaters are even a bigger dislike for Pims because of the horrendous acts that they commit and the fear that they instill in the community.

Authority: “Eat your dinner.” “Stop playing with that.” “Sit still during class.” “No talking.” “Where do you think you’re going?” “Whatever you do, don’t touch.” Rules, rules, rules! Pim’s reaction is often a rebellious groan, a sourpuss face and a bombardment of questions asking why. The worst of all these are old wizards who drone on about her impudence and what happened to them if they did that as a child, and security guards who are always chasing her down the cobblestoned streets of Diagon Alley for minor offenses. It just doesn’t seem to click in her brain that laws and rules are set in place to keep her and other’s safe and orderly-- every command in her mind is aimed at ruining the fun that is to be had, or a punishment for something that she didn’t think was bad in the first place. This also goes for Probity Probes and Prefects.

Party-Poopers: Name a dare, any dare (as long as it’s relatively legal) and you can bet a galleon that Pims will take a shot at it. Usually she is fine with students being too busy with homework, but she does hate it when other people don’t join in on the fun. Why do they have a problem with being dared to drink an Infusion of Gurdyroots, eat Alihotsy leaves, or slip Mooncalf dung into a first years bed? What is life without a little risk? As much as she would like for them to participate, she just concludes that perhaps they are afraid to lose against her and skips off fully satisfied of their fear.

Howlers: There is just something about receiving a dark red envelope smoking from the corners that makes one’s heart leap in fear. Pims experienced her first Howler in the middle of her first year when her Mother reprimanded her for a horrible incident that involved a hidden cylinder of Garrotting Gas in her room, her Uncle Oceanus spring cleaning, a horrific rush out of the house, and several St. Mungo hospital bills. Since no amount of cleaning solution can ease that kind of smell, she was also yelled at for her Mother’s embarrassing plea to the Ministry for assistance in removing the odor. By the time she finished hearing her voice screamed at an alarming volume throughout the Great Hall, Pims knows never to do anything that might provoke another Howler…but mostly she learned never to store Garrotting Gas at room-temperature.

Jarvey Creatures: As silly as this may sound, Pims can easily be brought to tears by the short rude remarks of a Jarvey often found in the garden. It takes a lot to bring her down do to her amazing ignorance of attacks on her, but their stream of incessant bashing rips right through her defensive barriers. Sometimes the over-sized ferret can be found in her nightmares every now and again, chewing her out until she wakes up sobbing. It’s actually quite frightening for a little child, especially if those remarks are certainly not true. They also try to eat Frank the gnome, so she has her mind set to hate them automatically.

strengths ;

Courage: Pims is courageous to an extreme and anyone who can see the fight within her will notice this right away. She leads with her heart more than she does her mind, and being brave comes naturally to her in dire situations. She also tries to instill these traits into others with positive words of wisdom and valour when they are feeling weak and afraid. It’s times like these when a friendship usually develops because other children start to see the real her underneath the chaotic exterior.

Working under pressure: She isn’t the most intelligent witch in her class, but as long as she has her notes and her textbooks, Pims isn’t too bad at cracking out her homework with some time to spare. Never assume that her rush to get things done produces mediocre grades or under par essays, she can actually do her best when put on a deadline. Her Mother hopes that this kind of talent can help her with her future career as employers are often looking for applicants who can get huge workloads done really quick. She doesn’t look at it this way though, and only sees it as more free time to ride her broom instead.

Willpower: Just when you think Pims couldn’t possibly have the energy to irritate you any longer, think again. She’ll keep trying and trying and trying until whatever mission she’s on is complete, which mostly leads to people either caving in, reporting her to a member of staff, or emitting themselves to the infirmary for therapy. So the next time any of you wizards turn down a love note from Pims, just don’t be too surprised if you start to have false feelings of admiration towards her after drinking your morning pumpkin juice.

weaknesses ;

Ignorance: It truly is bliss. Pims is blatantly unaware of the consequences of her actions, the effects she has on people, or what to show and what to conceal. This gives manipulators and pranksters an easy target to hit, and it’s quite possible that she won’t realize what is happening until it’s too late and she’s gotten her feelings hurt. Practically the only thing that does hit her realistically are the important reports in the Daily Prophet. Other than that, tell her that you’ll reveal the location of werewolves in the Forbidden Forest and she might just show up in her hat and coat.

Espionage, Black Market Trading, and Banned Items: Pims has developed a weakness for all things underground and secretive. She’ll successfully stalk a person for the right price, miraculously get you a copy of a popular sold out book, or pass on information in exchange to helping hold a collection of contraband trinkets. It’s making deals and scoring business contacts that she just can’t get enough of. Perhaps with enough skill in this department she can get her dream job as a spy for the Ministry-- or as a circus ring master, one of the two.

Boys: Although Pims assures me that this is hardly a weakness, I’d like to remind her just how much she gets distracted when the Captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team walks past. Despite her young age, she has always really had this admiration for boys that seems to stem towards stalking in some cases. It’s a healthy obsession, but she bombards them with anonymous love owls and singing telegrams on Valentines Day. During Christmas she can be seen skipping through the halls holding a mistletoe above her head and singing Celestina Warbeck’s top ten hits to further woo unsuspecting passerby’s. It’s all in good fun though, and don’t worry…there’s only ever been one official restraining order.

boggart ; Quintaped: This fear manifested itself when her cousins told the legend as a ghost story. During one summer Pims was able to tag-along on the boys’ annual Hinkypunk hunting. They pitched a tent in the middle of Flannan Isle and made camp, however, when Pims asked where they were, they replied that they were in the Isle of Drear. To their shock and amazement, Pims fled the tent screaming and ran as fast as she could to the shore, where her uncle finally caught up with her to let her know that it was all a joke. Pims has never forgotten this memory, and plans to one day exact her revenge.

amortentia ; The smoky smell of a brand new exploding snap deck of cards, the smell of honking daffodils, and Myron Wagtail’s aftershave.

erised ; Pims deepest desire is to be a hero. She’s always had this romantic view of herself saving the day, or at least being the witch of the moment. During dark times like these, she strives to help out as often as possible, and knows that if anyone ever needed her, she’d volunteer right away and do all that she could to rescue them.

veritaserum ; Pims biggest secret is that her lucky charm is a pocket full of frog spawn. It isn’t as pitiful as it sounds, she really is secretive about people finding out. Only crazy wizards did those sorts of things after all-- and she swears she is anything but crazy. When exam day rolls around, you can bet to find her walking funny in the corridor, avoiding any sort of hugging or physical contact, and glancing down religiously to make sure none is seeping through her clothes. There has been plenty of accidents of course, being squashed up against the Quidditch stands once made it explode all over her, and she was force to tell everyone that she was the victim of a bat bogey hex. Please note, there has only ever been one occasion of putting frog spawn underneath her pillow and it will NEVER happen again.

dementor ; Pims worst memory is the day her puffskein died. His name was Jiffkin and he was a gift from her uncle for her fifth birthday. There was never a dull moment when Jiffkin was around, she’d tuck him under her arm and carry him everywhere. The best thing about him was his long pink tongue that snaked through the house at night, sticking it up all of her family’s noses while they slept to eat their bogies. Pims used to preplan what her Hogwarts life would be like with her favourite mate by her side, but before her eleventh birthday her Aunt Hestia came to visit and brought her Crup, who found Jiffkin and ate him. Pims, overcome with extreme grief, ordered everyone in the house to organize a funeral procession, and wrote out a eulogy to be read aloud by her Father who gave the speech over Jiffkin’s grave in the garden. Unfortunately for Pims, a few days later she received an owl from The Daily Prophet explaining that they don’t include puffskeins in their obituaries.

patronus ; Pims happiest memory was when she was lucky enough to meet Myron Wagtail in real life, of course. It took place at the Quidditch match of the season; The Wimbourne Wasps were defending their title from their fierce rivals, The Appleby Arrows. The Wasps were up seventy points, when after waiting for two hours bursting, finally had to go to the loo. On her way there, who came striding past armed with a horde of photographers and swooning witches? The lead singer of The Weird Sisters. She remembers his mane of jet black hair tossing around in slow motion, the blinding shine of his million-galleon smile, the greenish-black hue of his Augurey feathered jacket, and the slick sheen on his dragon hide boots. Pims squeezed through the mass of bodies, earning a few poorly casted Crispy Skin Hexes in the process, and made her way to the icon that is Myron. His beauty from close up was too enchanting to ever explain. Pims reached into her jumper pocket, pulled out a screaming yo-yo and offered it up so that he may sign it. After scribbling out his signature, Myron gave her a big hug and winked at her. She isn’t able to produce a corporeal patronus yet as it’s above the ordinary Wizarding level, but when she finally learns how to cast it, it will take the shape of a Jobberknoll, a tiny blue speckled bird that is mute savour the moment he dies in which case he regurgitates every sound it’s ever heard backwards.

personality ; Have you ever experienced the feeling of finally perfecting your Woollongong Shimmy? Or the sensation of winning a huge bet after shoving as many Bertie Botts beans in your mouth as you can? Or perhaps even the adrenaline rush of outrunning a raging Graphorn to save your life after trying to see if you can tame it? This is Pims, the overly optimistic and enthusiastic ball of energy charging at life at high velocity and feeling completely on top of the world. When she walks into a room it’s as if a magical firecracker was set off as she buzzes around and around until one has to stop to work out the crink in their neck. She’s very confident in a youthful way, and a little full of herself from always assuming that she is the definition of magnificent. It’s quite possible that five minutes alone with her warrants you a free pass to be checked out at St. Mungo’s, but understand that it isn’t her intention to drive you up the wall. (Liar).

A true little David fighting her Goliath of life, Pims heart is true even if some of her exam answers are not. When she does make a mistake or hurt someone’s feelings the lesson is quickly learned and the chances that she does it again drop down to, well, let’s say thirty percent to avoid any lawsuits. That moment in Gringotts where she pinched the cheeks of a goblin not once, but twice comes to mind… Anyway, perhaps when she becomes an adult she’ll mature from her outlandish ways, but for now during these trying times a little magic of the spirit doesn’t hurt. What she needs to concentrate now more than ever on is making friends that won’t run away after she pops her head from out an alcove dressed as one of the knights. The staff, exempting a select few, presumably likes her sanguinity if she learns how to control it in their class.

Pims does have some darker qualities which include being secretive, plotting, gossipy, fanatical, and devious. There are indeed times when she is gloomy or afraid and has second-guessed herself a number of occasions. These attribute to who she is and less than stellar traits are something that most humans have to overcome, it’s only natural. Sometimes people pick up on these characteristics and try to use Pims to their own advantages. They’ll start a rumour knowing she’ll spread it, or try to bribe her with limited edition copies of Uric the Oddball biographies so that she’ll do their bidding. These instances occur more frequently than one would expect. In the end she is the one in detention scrubbing bed pans in the hospital wing while being too decent to rat them out.

Pims current aspirations are to succeed in school, train to become an Auror, and become a guest speaker during Glenda Chittock’s ’The Witching Hour’ on the Wizarding Wireless Network. It was always her plan to live life to the fullest and really give it her all. She likes the notion of vanquishing evil for the good of the Wizarding community and is prepared to try really hard in school to hold some sort of position in the Ministry. Pims believes she has the charisma it takes to be in politics, but her choice of avenue is doing field work. It’s an impressive list of things she wants to accomplish, especially at such a young age, but sometimes our childhood dreams are destined to make us the happiest.

the school life

year ; Third year as of right now, but entering her fourth this coming start of Term.
pet ; Pims has a very tiny grey owl named Whizzleteets, which was a name picked out by her cousin who, you guessed it, is a boy. Most girls would never call out an owl named Whizzleteets in public, but Pims has no choice. Let the burst of giggles in the Great Hall commence.
favourite subject ; Her favourite subject is Defense Against the Dark Arts because she likes the wandwork and learning about things one could potentially encounter while being an Auror.
worst subject ; The worst subject by far is History of Magic, perhaps if there was a nicer professor it would be different, but the class in it’s entirety is quite the happiness killer.
best spell ; Currently Pims’ best spell is the Cheering Charm, which is a third year charm. So the warning is that one better watch out, there is a chance you can become just as excited as her with a flick of her wand.
worst spell ; Colour Flash Charm, which when casted can make an object flash different colours. Right now the object flashes uncontrollably and then starts to catch on fire from the magical friction.

OWLs taking and grades ;

• Astronomy
  
• Charms
  
• Defence Against the Dark Arts
  
• Herbology
  
• History of Magic
  
• Potions
  
• Transfiguration
  
• Care of Magical Creatures
  
• Ancient Runes
  
• Divination
  

the family life
mother ; Flutura Pims (née Liverthorpe), 39, Halfblood
father ; Goodwin Pims, 40, Muggleborn
siblings ; None
other significant magical relatives ;
Uncle Oceanus Liverthorpe, 41, Halfblood
Aunt Colombe Liverthorpe, 36, Halfblood
Samira Liverthorpe, 12, Halfblood

Uncle Roderick Pims, 47, Muggleborn
Aunt Hestia Pims, 42, Squib
Decklin Pims, 20, Halfblood
Sturgis Pims, 15, Halfblood
Lucinda Pims, 18, Halfblood

residence ; Ottery St. Catchpole in Devon near Exeter.

history ;
Goodwin Pims was a man of frequent serendipity which occurred only after something went completely and utterly wrong. His life was one huge accident-prone catastrophe with miraculous fortunes that appeared during certain intervals. The one that changed his life the most, was his first trip to Tinworth in Cornwall. The nature of his visit was just to take a short holiday from his home life, but little did he know that dangerous Cornish pixies weren’t the only thing that would attack him during his stay there. Do to not being able to apparate, Goodwin decided to travel to the coast of the sea via broom stick, however in the evening when he was flying back to the Muggle inn, something unbelievable caught his eye. Looking down into the tiny streets below, he saw a group of four Death Eaters breaking into houses and raiding them, flashes of red and green light through the windows indicating heavy curse fire. Goodwin lean forward to reach the ground faster, but lost control of his broom, swerving dangerously to the left and crashing through a first story window at high velocity. Flutura was in the middle of eating by herself when he collided into the glass and completely broke her dinning table. It was a spilt second of immense action and damage, that while Flutura laid on the floor covered in shepherd’s pie she still couldn’t understand what just happened. Fortunately she was a witch of quick-wit, and hurried to help the man to see if he was terribly injured. A few Episky spells here and there set him right, even though he was very bewildered. Goodwin finally remembered what was happening, and he explained everything in a panicked voice. Flutura immediate fixed the broken window, and ordered him to follow her so that they may hide in a Vanishing Cabinet that was located near the mud room. Together they disappeared and ended up arriving at her parents place. Goodwin was quite nervous at first, but the Liverthorpe family more than welcomed him into their home with a hot cup of tea and a plate of biscuits. Goodwin finally managed to thank Flutura for all her help and hospitality after dinner, which took a load of courage that he didn’t always have. They parted ways, but only after exchanging addresses, and have been in love ever since.

Flutura soon started coping with all of Goodwin’s mishaps, often finding it extremely hilarious when he’d walk through the door with his arm in a sling or his foot in a vice. It brought a bit of uncertainty and comedy to each day and eventually nothing ever surprised her anymore. It got to the point where Goodwin would have to sign a liability form just to visit anywhere with wild magical animals…hence the escaping for your life from a raging Graphorn incident noted earlier. A year later Flutura was pregnant with a baby girl, and from then on their family really was complete. Due to their financial situation at that time, the blooming Pims decided it was best to move in with Goodwin’s brother and his household, which has introduced a new type of chaos in of itself. Roderick Pims was an outrageous character like his brother, but far more devious and outspoken. However, when the time came to deliver Flora, everyone was supportive and welcomed the new addition with open arms. As a baby, Pims was very vocal and often made sounds while she was lying down or crawling on the floor. She liked to stretch her little hands out to touch things and had to be taught not to stick every knut and sickle she found in her mouth. Despite being an only child, she grew up amongst her cousins, who had quite a talent for trouble. They were constantly stealing her away from the supervision of her parents to play mischievous games with her. It took four times of finding her toddler covered in warts from the ’Grow Your Own Warts’ kit before finally lying down ground rules about safe ways to play with her.

It was a big thrill for Goodwin to see Flora showing some magical ability, he was worried that the waning of substantial Wizarding genealogy in his family and Flutura’s wasn’t going to be enough to bore a magical child. But alas, when Pims was three she could make her pram start to roll when she wanted to move. When she learned to walk and grew a bit older, everyone was already acquainted with the personality of the infamous Flora Pims. Soon she was the one playing jokes on her cousins, running around like a madwoman and flailing her arms in excitement. Flutura gave up picking out her clothes in the morning due to Pims’ refusal to wear such conventional outfits; she wanted to stand out and wear crazy colours, patterns and textures. Perhaps her kaleidoscope clothes were a blessing in disguise however, for one was able to spot Pims at a distance and have enough time to make a run for it-- which was often the case in Diagon Alley. Her cousins grew bored at home and liked the independence and freedom of wandering the shopping district on their own, bringing Pims only because they were forced to let her tag along. Spending all day there gave her the opportunity to really get to know the stores and the shoppe keepers. Everyone tried to suppress their grief when she pressed her nose against their glass windows, alerting the inhabitants of her presences before even entering. Although there were quite a few wizards and witches who enjoyed her company and youthful outlook, discovering Knockturn Alley was a whole other playing field. After almost wrecking several first impressions while browsing the likes of Borgin and Burkes, soon it was the dodgy shoppe keepers who called the authorities on Pims. Nevertheless, there is nothing that holds her off for long, and before they know it she’s back to haggle them some more.

When she first set out on the Hogwarts Express, Pims was very new to being out on her own and surrounded by an enormous amount of magical children. She didn’t realize how eccentric she really was, and sort of managed to scare quite a few other first years from sitting next to her. Having no other cart to sit in, she was required to share a cabin with much older teenagers, who were already talking about how great their summers went. Pims, never one to keep quiet, waited until everyone was finished before piping up about her own summer and the adventure she had while helping to treat her father after he ate a Mackled Malaclaw he bought from a bloke who swore all he sold was fish and lobster. The older students were actually more impressed at Pims, then repulsed and agreed that she was pretty cool enough to let hang with them. Within the first year alone, she had a reputation and it was almost rare to find a student who didn’t at least know her name. She never really stuck to any one particular group, and buzzed from one clique to the next just to have a good time. Even Peeves the poltergeist made up songs about her when he flew past. Do not be mistaken in thinking that she was popular, oh no, there was actually a great deal of children who disliked her company for all sorts of personal reasons.

When things started happening at Hogwarts, Pims developed a matured outlook towards serious matters. She learned how to keep quiet when professors explained the terrible things that occurred and soon she realized there was a time for fun and a time for responsibility. The Acromantula attack and the death of Headmaster Quinn O’Conner was an enormous shock, for the first time in her life she felt afraid being amongst people who potentially could harm her. But after exchanging several owls with her family, they instilled words of courage and wisdom to her, telling her to strive to be strong and true and help others when they needed a friend. For that moment on she swore to protect all those around her, doing her best to be on good behaviour when everyone required space and privacy. Currently she is grieving over the loss of a Hufflepuff student by the name of Julian Kipler. Once more this year brought with it traumatic experiences that will forever change her, but currently she is still looking forward to another year at Hogwarts. After all, “wit beyond measure is life’s greatest treasure.”


the sample post

Runnin' like a hairy troll
Learnin' to rock and roll
Spinnin' 'round like a crazy elf
Dancin' by himself
Boogie down like a unicorn
And no stoppin' till the break of dawn
Put your hands up in the air
Like an ogre, just don't care

Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na na na na na na na
Flyin' off from a cliff
Na na na na na na na na na
Swoopin' down, to the ground
Na na na na na na na na na
Wheel around and around and around
Na na na na na na na na na

Groove around like a scary ghost
Spooking himself the most
Shake your booty like a boggart in pain
Again and again and again
Get it on like an angry specter
Who's definitely out to get ya
Tap your feet like a leprechaun
Get it on, GET IT ON!

Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na na na na na na na
Flyin' off from a cliff
Na na na na na na na na na
Swoopin' down, to the ground
Na na na na na na na na na
Wheel around and around and around
Na na na na na na na na na
Ale: Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh, come on!
Ooh, you gotta move it!
Gotta move it like a creature...
Creature of the night!
Yeah that's right!
A creature of the night!
Well do ya feel alright?
Yeah, do ya feel alright?!

Can you dance like a hippogriff?
Na na na na na na na na na
Flyin' off from a cliff
Na na na na na na na na na
Swoopin' down, to the ground
Na na na na na na na na na
Wheel around and around and around...

C'mon!
C'mon!
Yeah, can you dance like a hippogriff?