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08-08-2020, 05:01 AM
| | |  25 Songs of Divine Inspiration - Sa13+
25 Songs of Divine Inspiration for “Saint” Bernadette Grantham
These 25 drabbles are for my latest and greatest School RPG character, Bernadette “Bernie” Ophelia Grantham.
She’s a Muggleborn witch, a quintessential Gryffindor, and always up for a whirlwind adventure.
These 25 stories of 100 words each take place in the Harry Potter universe which I do not own but JK Rowling does.
I did create the character of Bernie, however, and will give credit to any other characters I mention.
Please enjoy! ☆
01. Best Friend | Sofi Tukker feat. NERVO, The Knocks & Alisa Ueno
I think that I'll keep loving you, way past sixty-five
We made a language for us two, we don't need to describe
Everytime time you call on me, I drop what I do
You are my best friend and we've got some stuff to shoot…
Fall 2099
Some people make new best friends shopping in Diagon Alley, or riding the Hogwarts Express, or playing at recess in primary school. Not Bernie.
Bernie’s best friendships began when practicing Alarte Ascendare in Charms. Bored with beanbags, Bernie pulled an apple from her bag to use for target practice instead. Claudine zoomed the apple up to the target, and then it came down, exploding on the ground, and splattering whiny Blake Ryan and fearless Claudine Blaze in bits of fresh applesauce.
Bernie had to clean up the mess, but that's just the way it goes when making friends at Hogwarts.
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A special thank you goes out to Kim (love-for-HP) and Alicia (FearlessLeader19) for playing their characters Blake and Claudine with me, and for inspiring this first drabble.
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08-16-2020, 04:45 AM
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| | Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
Posts: 50,945
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Bernadette O. Grantham
Sixth Year
Ministry RPG Name:
Duncan M. Fletcher III
Minister's Office
Ministry RPG Name:
David O. Truebridge
Mysteries | for Finneas (part 1) Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Evil Twin | #DancingQueen | BHB
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02. Bohemian Rhapsody | Queen
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.
Fall 2101
For two years, Bernadette had styled herself as the Muggle Studies Teaching Assistant to Finneas Schmoe. In year three, she grew bold, and came to collect her “teaching stipend.”
”Unfortunately, I am unable to provide you with the salary you deserve. So errr… Though I do not want to, I must let you go.”
“You're going to LET ME GO?!” Bernie choked and began sobbing. Bismillah! No! “PLEAAAAAAAAASE, SIR, you CANNOT LET ME GO!!!!!!”
Stuck in her beanbag, she opened her swollen eyes, looked up to the skies and saw what she had to say:
“THIS. IS. ALL. I. HAVE!!!!!!!!!”
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A special thank you goes out to my dear darling friend Ariana (ArianaBlack) who inspired this entire thread and also whose character, Professor Finneas Schmoe, puts up with THE MOST. #ThanksAriFerrari :3
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in the night I hear 'em talk ☆ the coldest story ever told ☆ _________________________________________  __________________
somewhere far along this road ☆ he lost his soul to a woman so heartless ☆ __________________
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12-13-2020, 06:53 PM
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| | Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
Posts: 50,945
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Bernadette O. Grantham
Sixth Year
Ministry RPG Name:
Duncan M. Fletcher III
Minister's Office
Ministry RPG Name:
David O. Truebridge
Mysteries | Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Evil Twin | #DancingQueen | BHB
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03. I Lost a Friend | Finneas
I lost a friend
Like keys in a sofa
Like a wallet in the backseat
Like ice in the summer heat
I lost a friend
Like sleep on a red-eye
Like money on a bad bet
Like time worrying about
Every bad thing that hasn't happened yet
September 2101
Ever since they had snuck into the Forbidden Forest and nearly gotten themselves and two professors killed, Bernie had been questioning her choices. There was just this one last plan to replace the groundskeeper’s lost dogs with cruppies.
Bernie nervously entered the entrance hall from the train, trying to hide in the shadows. But that wasn’t brave enough for Claudine, who told her to go.
“FINE.” Bernadette roughly set her carrier down and stalked off.
Of course she heard the Snake call: “I cannot believe I considered you of all people my best friend. I don’t need you, Bernadette Grantham!”
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in the night I hear 'em talk ☆ the coldest story ever told ☆ _________________________________________ __________________
somewhere far along this road ☆ he lost his soul to a woman so heartless ☆ __________________
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03-05-2021, 09:08 PM
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| | Banshee
Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham
Posts: 50,945
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Bernadette O. Grantham
Sixth Year
Ministry RPG Name:
Duncan M. Fletcher III
Minister's Office
Ministry RPG Name:
David O. Truebridge
Mysteries | Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Evil Twin | #DancingQueen | BHB
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04. Parents | YUNGBLUD
'Cause my
High hopes are getting low because these people are so old
The way they think about it all
If I tried I would never know
My high hopes are getting low
But I know I'll never be alone
It's alright, we'll survive
'Cause parents ain't always right
Summer 2094
“What do you mean, you’re moving out? Now? You’re going NOW?”
Bernie stared from her brother’s packed bags in their shared room, her blue eyes traveling up to him and then back to the bags. Her entire ten-year-old body shivered with sadness and other conflicting emotions. “You can’t go, Skidmark. You--- you can’t leave me with hi---
Her voice broke as the onslaught of tears overwhelmed her. Skidmark wrapped her in a big brotherly hug and didn’t let go until she stopped crying.
“It’s alright, Bernie. Hey. We’ll survive, ‘cause parents ain’t always right.” And theirs were almost never right.
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in the night I hear 'em talk ☆ the coldest story ever told ☆ _________________________________________ __________________
somewhere far along this road ☆ he lost his soul to a woman so heartless ☆ __________________
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