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It was all too much. Before Draco, Narcissa lived for these kinds of events. She would spend hours upon hours designing her outfit, meticulously getting ready. But now? It was entirely different. She knew her son was safe and sound. He was with his grandmother safely at home. Narcissa knew how important it was to seem normal at this event. The suspicion surrounding the death of the previous Minister was on everyone’s mind and the last thing she wanted to do was draw suspicion upon her or Lucius. Her smile stayed on as she moved through the crowd. She was every inch the Pureblood wife at a Ministry event. Even she was proud of herself. Though she could use a few minutes of rest. Making her way over to some of the tables set up for the event, she found an empty chair. There was another at the table and she smiled once more. “Do you mind if I join you?” 

Her boss had finally given her leave of her duties to enjoy the rest of the event, so Dahim decided to take a seat, gather a few more hors devours and a fresh glass of wine. For now she just people watched, something she has been doing all night, it still felt like work but she could not help herself. She knew she probably looked a little odd, sitting alone with a plate full of food and a giant glass of wine, which wasn’t the norm for Ms. Dahim. She loved parties, she was a social butterfly she loved to have a good time, but for some reason, this evening, she felt tired, hungry, sick, she was not sure how she felt, all she knew she did not want to mingle too much into the crowd. 

Narcissa then approached, for a moment she wanted to just get up and walk away without a word, with not fault of Mrs. Malfoy. But she did not want to be rude to the one of the members of a well respected pureblood family. She forced a smile and put on her faux confidence. “Narcissa, It’s good to see you, please, come sit.” she offered a seat “You look very pretty, as usual.” 

#Event 01 #c: narcissa

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Romulus said his good-byes to the Minister as he stepped out of the receiving line, his duty of being seen supporting the new Minister complete. A waiter approached him with a glass of something alcoholic, which was taken with appreciation. He reached into his pocket and placed a small handful of sickles on the tray as a tip. The waiter’s eyes lit up at the uncommon gesture and Romulus turned away, glass in hand, sure he had just guaranteed a steady flow of drink his way. 

Lifting the glass to his lips, he studied the room and made note of the faces he recognized. It seemed the entire community had come to the event, rather than just his fellow Ministry employees, many of whom which sported heavy bags under their eyes. Romulus could understand their exhaustion, as his own eyes mirrored theirs, though for different reasons than theirs. He swallowed heavily before lowering the glass and searching for someone to speak to. If he didn’t, he was sure to keep thinking about the mountain of files haunting his desk and waking hours.

“No rest for the wicked, eh Shafiq?” He said, as he pulled up alongside Fawley’s assistant just in time to hear her mumble. Glancing at the serious Senior Assistant, he continued. “They got you both working this event? Seems like overkill, no?”

“Nope....” she side glanced Romulus who was kind enough to distract her from the piercing stare of her superior. “Well after the previous minister’s....” she raised a brow, indicating what they both know, pretty much answering his question. She sighed deeply in frustration, she did not want to be here, she wanted to be home, on her couch, drinking a bottle of wine and stare at her ceiling, just like every other night. 

“I am sure you are having a stupendous time.” her tone weighing with sarcasm. She plucked a glass of red wine from a passing waitor and took 2 healthy sips. “I saw the work on your desk, how the fuck will you get through it, hm?” Dahim knew that Romulus had more pressure put on him than most in the ministry, she can just feel that stress coming off of him like cheap cologne. 

#Event 01 #c: Romulus Rowle 01 #sorry for the short post ♥

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“Keep close but not too close.” Said the Senior assistant of the Minister of Magic. “Right.” Dahim mumbled, moving about ten steps behind Minister Fawley and keeping an eye around at those who wish to greet Voldermort’s new puppet. Trays of liquor passed by here more than once, each tray carrying different forms of booze. Cocktails, wine, champagne, the works. /Keep it proffesional Dahim, tonight you need to focus/ she thought to herself. Then came the mixed platter of hors d'oeuvrs, /Merlin! those smelled good!/ she would stop infront of the waiter and looked at the small arrangement of food. Without a beat she placed her clipboard under her arm and then grabbed a napkin and packed it with one tiny bruchetta bite, bacon wrapped finger sausage, and a Greek olive tapenade. Once done, she waved the waiter off as she began to go to town on the small snacks she held in her napkin. 

Dahim stood there eating and ignoring those who even bobbed their head her way or just stared at her. She was looking directly at the back of Henry’s head, seeming to be off into space again as she slowly chewed. /Who could have killed the last minister? Could have been Fawley, or The dark lord himself.../ she thought some more, trying to piece some evidence together. Soon enough the senior assistant had caught her junior staring off and eating , a snap of the woman’s fingers brought Ms. Shafiq back into the room. 

“hm?” she swallowed the last of the hors d’oeuvrs “Yes?” she exhaled out looking towards her superior who looked back with a raised brow. “Right, yes, I am sorry.” The senior assistant scoffed and walked back to her post, Dahim pressed a hand on her chest a moment, feeling if she was about to burp or throw up. She turned away a moment as she managed to digress the feeling of belching. SHe turned back around and took in a deep breath, taking back her clipboard in her hands and crumbling up the empty napkin in hand. She then looked down at her clipboard and began checking off names of those who have come in support of the new Minister. “I need a fucking drink...” she said under her breath, not thinking anyone was nearby....

#dahim shafiq #Event 01 #purebloodsocietyevent #starter #sorry this sucks y'all LOL

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. Dahim Shafiq’s outfit at the Inaguration of the new Minister of Magic, Henry Fawley .

#purebloodsocietyevent #Dahim Shafiq #This took forever to put together LOL

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#i said what i said #Dahim Shafiq mood

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#the past #octavius flint #Dahim Shafiq

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#ask memes

#character warmup

#Ask away!

Send in a Color and My Muse Will Tell You Something

Red ~ A problem they're having

Blue ~ A secret sorrow

Green ~ Something they've wished for

Golden ~ The person they love most

Silver ~ How they feel about your muse right now

Yellow ~ A treasured memory

Orange ~ One of their regrets

Brown ~ A question that's been bothering them for years

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Was that Medalion Rahimi? no, it’s just Dimah Shafiq - She graduated from Hogwarts from house Slytherin and is 24. She is known for being Bold, Confident, Carefree, Rebellious, Intense, and calculating making them a perfect Junior Assistant to the Minister for Magic. They would best be known as something you learned too late, the blown out windows of skeletal houses, Secrets written down and thrown away, a black cocktail dress, clenched white knuckles on a doorknob, and Speaking in a whisper, and generally sides with rebels.

BIOGRAPHY

- Dahim’s parents had expected their daughter to become something greater since the day she was born. But with such tough expectations, Dahim would purposely push against their wishes out of pure spite. She did not want to be told what to do, or who to be, so with such push backs against her parents they began to call her rebellious, Then plotting to marry her off as a solution to her rebellious nature. After graduating from Hogwarts, she learned of her parents' plans for her, so to ease her parents' worry and to further delay their search for a suitor, Dahim worked hard in the ministry to move up to a high ranked position. After a few years of small desk jobs and then moving up to the Minister’s office, they saw potential in her and recently promoted her to  Junior assistant of the Minister of magic, a high honor. 

- Dahim does not ever intend to marry, she has other plans and goals that she wishes to achieve that can be done without a husband anchoring her down. The way she sees the change is not like how her other pureblood peers see it. They longed for it, relished in it, Dahim on the other hand wanted an end to it. She smiles and pretends to be just like them. yet behind it all she would never speak her truth out loud, so whispers and a silent rebellion will do for now. 

- Dahim does love a good party, she sometimes drinks and flirts to her heart's desires, no one truly knows why she parties to such an extent. Was it to feel numb after she assisted in the murder of Sirius Black? - Being a part of such a mission could have her recognized by the dark lord himself, but that does not satisfy Dahim, she honestly felt guilty. Ms. Shafiq kept yet another painful secret of guilt to herself. 

- Octavious Flint, her first love and perhaps the only man that she had loved in her lifetime. However due to his substance abuse she felt that she could no longer hold him up above water. She felt as if she was losing herself, her worth, and her view on her goals in life. They could have been perfect, there could have been a future, but she could no longer hold him above her...So she left him, leaving a note and an empty closet. 

- Dahim would often be found staring out the window, looking at nothing. Some think she is just off into space, daydreaming, or thinking nothing at all, When in reality, She is calculating her every move. Who to talk to, where to go next, Who would know what? No one really knows what she is thinking about, she has a pretty impressive poker face. 

- Dahim was sorted into house Slytherin, a proper house for an ambitious and cunning girl like her. She was already surrounded by people, all wishing to claim her as her friend for she was always the mastermind on how to get into and out of trouble. She became close with Yarden Selwyn & Jericho Yaxle who continued to remain friends with her after graduating Hogwarts - They were her ‘blood brothers’ what she affectionately calls them. 

#dahim shafiq #the pure blood society rp #Dahim Bio

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thepurebloodsocietyhq​:

a) overview

Full Name: Dimah Shafiq

Blood Status: Pureblood

Age:  21-24

Side: Rebels

Occupation: Junior Assistant to the Minister of Magic

House: Slytherin

b) personality

+ bold, confident, carefree, sensual 

- rebellious, intense, calculating

c) biography

- oldest sister of the shafiq family, but refuses to take responsibility fot her siblings. 

- often feels overshadowed by her younger siblings.

- assisted in the murder of sirius black with yarden selwyn and jericho yaxley. 

- her parents plan to deal with her rebellious nature by arranging her marriage.

- does not know she’s pregnant with jericho yaxley’s baby

d) connections

- Cairo & Rahim Shafiq - Younger siblings

- Yarden Selwyn & Jericho Yaxley - Friends, have been close since attending Hogwarts

- Octavius Flint - Ex boyfriend 

- Celestine Zabini - Friend, is weary of her motivations. 

His/Her face claim is  MEDALION RAHIMI (s)he’s currently CLOSED FOR AUDITIONS.

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A Slytherclaw INTP Taurus board for anon

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Hogwarts Houses + Flaws

Slytherin / Hufflepuff / Ravenclaw / Gryffindor

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Trait Aesthetic  ➙  { s t u b b o r n }

i’m still going i’m not going to get hurt. … . . *comes home full of bruises*

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~ S L Y T H E R I N ~

“Never reach for the stars. Don’t belittle yourself. Be the stars.”

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Medalion Rahimi as Wanda Maximoff l The Scarlet Witch

Medalion looks so much like comic book Wanda- that hair, those eyes, that beauty. Her mom is Jewish, though I’m not sure if she’s a practicing Jewish person. Her father is Muslim and one of her current roles is Muslim so she could be a practicing Muslim. Either way she’s still more accurate than Elizabeth Olsen. 

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