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Your Information
Name: Rebecca
Age: 21
Where'd you find us?: Proboards

Character Information
Full Name: Jocelyn Harlow Carter
Nickname: Josie
Gender: Female
Blood Type: 3/4
Nationality: Welsh
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: May 17
Age: 17
Pet: None
Known Parents: John and Jackie Carter
Known Siblings: Jude Carter

Wand: 10 1/4 inch, Holly, Phoenix Feather
Patronus: Spider Monkey
Boggart: Muggle Automobile

Appearance
Josie has hazel eyes. Her eyes for the most part stay brown, but there are times when they look a little green. She has blonde hair and her hair is natural, never dyed. It is parted mostly down the middle. The length of her hair is normally a little longer than shoulder length. Shekeeps her hair straight or in a ponytail. A couple times a term she will put some waves in it. She is about five feet, six inches tall. Josie has a slim round face. Every once and awhile you can catch her wearing glass, but chances are very slim. She has curves in all the right places and is still skinny. (About a size 4 or 6) She normally doesn't flaunt her body in her non-uniform clothes. Sometimes she feels girlie though and will wear a dress or show off her body. She doesn't wear too much make up and doesn't have to. She does put on lipstick or lip gloss that makes her lips a pretty shade of a light red. She does also put on a little mascara.

Face Claim: Kimberley Nixon

Personality
Josie follows after her mother in the fact that she is sensible and sweet-natured. Though she will occasionally follow her hedonistic peers to have a bit of fun her life. She has a unique way of being able to get quite people to talk to her because she is such a good listener.

Josie likes to keep up on her studies so that she does not fall behind. She is also very creative. She likes to create and invent lots of helpful and fun magically gadgets that help her in everyday life. She ia also working on a couple of spells and non-harmful jinxes.

She is tremendously unique because if she is bored she will find a way to entertain herself. She will occasionally either talk to herself or sing about something relevant. She likes reading the Quibbler and sometimes answers the ads questions. Though these personality traits make her seem crazy, she is completely sane. Most people don't even know she does this, except her close personal friends and a random few. Even though she is very outgoing, she likes to keep to herself. Mostly because some people annoy her. She doesn't show it though because most people like her.

History
John and Jackie meet at Hogwarts, but did not become romantically involved until they met again years later in Diagon Alley when Jackie was there for a clothing sale and John was working at Amanuensis Quills. Jackie was on her way home when she passed by the shop and saw a magnificent quill in the window. It turned out to be a quill that John designed himself. They got to talking and reminiscing about Hogwarts. They began dating and then eventually got married.

Then Jackie became pregnant with their first child and gave birth on May 17, 1979 to Jocelyn Harlow Carter. John could have been happier for the birth of his baby daughter. They gave Josie the love and knowledge that she needed to become a respectable child. Later on Jackie became pregnant with her second child and gave birth to Jude Carter.

Josie and Jude grew up comfortably with the wealth from their mother's family and the income of their father. They grew up in a small town just right outside of Flint, Wales. One day when Josie was eight, she was playing outside in their neighborhood. All of the sudden a object was coming start for her, but she was saved when a muggle stranger pushed her out of the way. The stranger was hit and died. She later learned from her father that it was a muggle automobile. He knew about them because he was only half wizard and actually knew how to drive one himself. The accident traumatized her and made her have a fear of muggle cars.

There was a celebration when Josie received her Hogwarts letter. She was so nervous on the way to the train station. The anticipation of which house she was going to get sorted into worried her the most. Her mother was a Gryffindor and her father was a Ravenclaw. She didn't care which house she got sorted into more of that she wanted to just know.

By her second year she became friends with her class mates in all different houses. She did well in her classes. She was never at the top of the class, but she was still above average.

The rest of her years at Hogwarts stayed the same. She friends from various houses and was above average in her classes. She also had a couple of crushes, but they all ended up becoming her friends. She didn't mind to much because she would rather focus on work.

Now that she is in her final year of Hogwarts, she is thinking about her life after school. She was good in some many subjects that she was having a hard time deciding. Eventually she decided that she would let her final year give her more input.

Role Playing Sample
Josie sat down in the empty hallway. It was one of the few places in Hogwarts that she learned hardly had any traffic. She wanted to be alone. She wanted to be able to read in peace. She pulled her bag onto her lap, unbuckled the straps and pulled out a book. the book was green leather bound with metallic blue writing. It was her mother's family history book. She always found it interesting learning about her ancestry. She opened the book to where she left off and began to read. 'The hunters started coming towards Anemone and then out of nowhere...' At that moment Josie heard some distant footsteps. She wondering who was coming and peered down the hallway.

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Your Information
Name: Rebecca
Age: 21
Where'd you find us?: Proboards

Character Information
Full Name: Jude Ethan Carter
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Blood Type: 3/4
Nationality: Welsh
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: June 3
Age: 11
Pet: Rabbit (at home)
Known Parents: John and Jackie Carter
Known Siblings: Jocelyn Carter

Wand: 12 inches, Holly, Phoenix Feather

Appearance
Unlike his sister, Jude has blue eyes with some green flecks. He has blonde hair. It is normally cut short, but not completely buzzed. He stands about four feet, but to be fair he hasn’t hit his growth spurt yet. Jude like his sister has a slim round face. He is the slightly smaller than average size. He is very athletic, so he will most likely gain muscle mass when he is older.

Personality
Jude follows after his father and takes after his sense of adventure. He does take after some of the personality traits of his mother and sister by being kind to others and smart. He is a very sweet innocent little boy. He is very loyal to friends and will defend them not matter how big the competitor is. He also is not afraid to play with all sorts of insects and animals.

History
John and Jackie meet at Hogwarts, but did not become romantically involved until they met again years later in Diagon Alley when Jackie was there for a clothing sale and John was working at Amanuensis Quills. Jackie was on her way home when she passed by the shop and saw a magnificent quill in the window. It turned out to be a quill that John designed himself. They got to talking and reminiscing about Hogwarts. They began dating and then eventually got married.

Then Jackie became pregnant with their first child and gave birth to Jocelyn Carter. John could have been happier for the birth of his baby daughter. They gave Josie the love and knowledge that she needed to become a respectable child. Later on Jackie became pregnant with her second child and gave birth to Jude Ethan Carter on June 3, 1985. John welcomed their second child. He was very excited that he had a boy to carry on the family name.

Josie and Jude grew up comfortably with the wealth from their mother's family and the income of their father. They grew up in a small town just right outside of Flint, Wales. Jude grew up loving animals of all types. On his fifth birthday he was given a rabbit. He loved bringing everywhere and made everyone treat it like it was another person.

There was another celebration in the Carter household when Jude received his Hogwarts letter. In the Carter family the Hogwarts acceptance letters where a thing of celebration. They were as if you were coming into adulthood. The only downfall of the letter was that he wasn’t allowed to bring his rabbit, but his parents said they would take care of it while he was away.

Jude was a bit scared to leave his house for the first time, but he had his sister. She stuck with him until they called for all first years to follow Hagrid. After leaving his sister he felt more confident and knew that he would be fine and sorting would be no problem. His sister told him stories of the sort and all of the houses. So he wasn’t afraid of some stupid little hat telling him where he belongs. Maybe a Ravenclaw like his mother and sister or Gryffindor like his father or Hufflepuff like some of his neighborhood friends or even Slytherin, but he highly doubted that.

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Your Information
Name: Jess
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Shannon (Travis)

Character Information
Full Name: Marietta Alaina Edgecombe
Nickname: Mary
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pure
Nationality: English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: June 12th
Age: 17
Pet: None
Known Parents: Annemarie and Ronald Edgecombe
Known Siblings: Madeline Edgecombe (20) and Marilyn Edgecombe (11)

Wand: 11.5 inches, rosewood, phoenix tail feather core
Patronus: hare
Boggart: failure

Appearance
Marietta has light blue eyes which as a general rule aren’t very expressive, but she is capable of a very cold stare when angry or irritated. She had curly reddish blonde hair that falls beneath her shoulders which she occasionally wears in a plait or a tie. She takes very good care of her hair and considers it one of best features.

She appears as a slim girl of average height for her age with a rather round and fuller face. Despite her height, she has fairly long, but somewhat skinny legs. When she was younger she was often the butt of ‘stork’ jokes, but as she has gotten older this physical feature has become more and more an advantage than a detriment. Marietta has a very good complexion, except for a few very soft freckles that appear on her face. She is not freckled anywhere else and her skin tone in general is somewhat pale unless she takes effort to tan without becoming sunburned.

Although not a particularly vain girl, Marietta is very concerned about presenting a neat, clean appearance. Her clothes and outfits are selected very carefully and she hates being seen except to her advantage. She is self-conscious about wrinkled or unkempt clothes and her uniform is usually in immaculate shape. Her family, while not being wealthy, has always been somewhat influential in the Ministry and Marietta believes her appearance should reflect favorably on her mother. At Hogwarts, Marietta is seldom seen out of uniform and is not a very casual dresser. She does not often wear jeans, preferring skirt and blouse combinations. During the winter, she will occasionally wear sweaters and loves the look and feel of long coats.

Personality
Marietta is a somewhat bossy, officious girl. She is very self-conscious about what people might think of her and tries to appear as intelligent, elegant and polite at all times. Marietta also enjoys being right and once she takes a position, it is hard to convince her that she might be mistaken. She has a strong respect for authority and the rules. More than once in her past, she has been accused of being something of a tattletale. However, Marietta can be very charming and considerate. She does not have many friends, but considers herself very close to those that she does have. She thinks of herself as a loyal friend, but she also has a tendency to imagine that she knows what is best for people. Like many Ravenclaws, Marietta is not afraid to answer and ask questions in class. Despite being somewhat bossy, Marietta is not a great leader and she is somewhat intimated by actual responsibility, even if she is somewhat ambitious. In a group atmosphere, Marietta is more comfortable criticizing and offering choices than in making a final decision.

Marietta is a bright and intelligent girl. She can be witty, though usually her wit is at someone else’s expense. She is good at puzzles and riddles, as long as there isn’t a time pressure involved. She is hard-working and devotes a great deal of time to studying. Though she is prone to some self-doubts when given a task, Marietta can usually be counted on with responsibility. She has a very strong respect for authority and is very reluctant to speak out against a teacher or the Ministry. Her respect and loyalty can however be a weakness at times as Marietta has a very underdeveloped sense of judgment as she primarily simply substitutes the judgment of others for her own. She is far from a troublemaker and this usually means that she gets along very well with most professors. Marietta’s family is also fairly well conneted with other members of the Ministry of Magic.

She does not respond well to stress and can become panicky if she feels time pressures. This makes Marietta somewhat of a slave to a study schedule and general routine. She also tends to be too concerned with others’ opinion of her and how she appears to them. This causes her to seem vain and even snobby at times. Although she is far from being seriously prejudiced, Marietta tends to look somewhat skeptically on muggles and sometimes even muggleborns. This is more the result of a residual bias in favor of purebloods that infects most Ministry families.

History
Marietta Edgecombe is the second youngest daughter of a branch of a pureblood family devoted to public service and defined by their loyalty to the Ministry of Magic. These values permeated her home atmosphere and contributed to Marietta’s strong respect for authority and also her sense of both self and family importance. Marietta did not have many friends as a child, but was especially close to her older sister Madeline. The two girls were separated by three years in age, but were dependent on each for close company. Annemarie Edgecombe was devoted to her job at the Ministry and Ronald Edgecombe had little taste for younger children. Her childhood was largely uneventful.

Marietta’s life changed not only when her younger sister was born when she was six, but when Madeline left for Hogwarts two years later. She now felt the full force of loneliness at home and was forced to socialize more with other children. While she did have Marilyn around, the two year old wouldn’t be of much entertainment. This early bout of loneliness contributed to Marietta’s loyalty, and sometimes deference, to friends. She had experienced what it was like to be alone and she did not want to repeat the feat. Still, the next three years were probably the least happy of her young life. She often found herself counting the days until she received her own Hogwarts letter. During this time, she lived somewhat vicariously through her sister’s letters from the school, which only increased the anticipation that Marietta felt.

During the summer of her 11th birthday, Marietta suddenly found herself the focus of her family’s life, as both her father and mother took an active interest in the acquisition of her school equipment, uniforms, robes and textbooks. Marietta and Madeline talked endlessly throughout the month of August about what Marietta could expect from the school. Nothing could quite prepare her though for her first view of the Hogwarts Express. She was a little surprised when Madeline left her on the train with several other first years. This was a foreshadowing of their future relationship at the school, when Madeline would largely socialize with students her own age. Marietta, somewhat to her surprise, found that her sister wasn’t that necessary anymore.

Marietta was sorted into Ravenclaw, along with several of the girls she had met on the train ride to Hogwarts. Her first weeks were a blur of classes, socializing, and acclimating herself to the castle. She did not find much of this difficult, at least not compared to the various muggleborns in her year or students who lacked siblings to provide them with advance information. As her study habits and inclination for reading began to produce results, Marietta began to develop a sense of disdain for those who weren’t quite as adept at magic as her or those who seemed out of place in the wizarding world.

Devoted to studying and part of a circle of Ravenclaw girls that felt the same way, Marietta had a relatively easy first year. She passed all of her finals with either Os or Es (save herbology, where she only managed an A) and she firmly believed that she would never feel lonely again.

The summer between her first and second years was a little frustrating because she found the restrictions on magic use a little hard to adjust to. After spending virtually all day at Hogwarts practicing magic, it was a little awkward to no longer be using her wand. However, her relationship with Madeline resumed after they both left Hogwarts and was, on some levels, even closer as they now both had the shared experience of school. However, Marietta never forgot that when Madeline had other friends available, her sister preferred them to her. This only increased Marietta’s own sense of pride in her own friends.

Marietta’s second year was even more enjoyable than her first. She now had first years to look down upon, in addition to those students in her own class that had received lower marks than herself. The bossy and know-it-all sides of her personality became a bit more developed and she often found herself delivering condescending advice to Ravenclaw first years in the common rooms. Her friends found some of this amusing.

The arrival of Harry Potter at Hogwarts caused something of a stir, but Marietta never became all that caught up in the Potter’s cult of personality. He was a Gryffindor, after all, and Gryffindor rarely competed for the House Cup or showed much interest in the hard work needed to excel. Of course, Marietta’s opinion of Gryffindor was largely defined by her disdain for the Weasley twins, Fred and George. Though her opinion didn’t change much over the years as Potter seemed to gather most of the school’s attention over the years.

Marietta’s marks in her second year were on par with her first year scores, as were her marks for all the years to follow, though she was a bit disappointed that she couldn’t bring herself to study Herbology enough to improve. The years to follow allowed for Marietta to increase her workload and add new electives, like Divination and Defense Against the Dark Arts, both classes she enjoyed and excelled in. While Marietta was a talented witch, she became less of a bookworm in her later years as other things at Hogwarts became more interesting to the teenage girl than just academics.

It didn’t take long for Marietta to become interested in the opposite sex, though at first she simply enjoyed talking about which boys were intelligent, cute rude or boorish. Many of these discussions with her friends involved mostly giggling or snide remarks, but turned into almost relentless flirting later on in her years. She also became more interested in her appearance, taking time to straighten her somewhat curly hair and generally becoming just as concerned about what people thought of how she looked as what they thought of her intelligent and hard work.

As a teen, Marietta also devoted more of her time to socializing, though her circle of friends still remained rather limited. As an experienced student (or so she thought of herself), Marietta wasn’t afraid to give tips to younger students, especially first years. She also began to become rather bossy with her roommates and classmates. She gave her opinion on how they were dressing, their study schedules, the untidiness of their beds, and other matters that might have seemed beyond her notice. In her mind these were all very helpful hints about succeeding at Hogwarts, but they weren’t always taken that way by her fellow students and Ravenclaws.

Both before and after Madeline’s seventh and final year of Hogwarts, Marietta saw very little of sister as she spent much of her time shadowing at the Ministry. Marietta admired her sister’s dedication and hard work, but was a little saddened to have lost a close friend. However she looked forward to when her younger sister Marilyn would be joining her. While they were never quite as close, she was excited to get to be the big sister in the castle.

Roleplaying Sample
Marietta was extremely excited to be bringing her younger sister Marilyn to Hogwarts this year and couldn’t wait to see her sister’s expression when they boarded the Hogwarts Express. Unlike Madeline, she wasn’t going to let Marilyn fend for herself and would ride the train with her, sharing stories and tips of what to expect from her first year in the big castle. While Marilyn had joined her sisters before to the platform, heading there for herself had to be both intimidating and exciting and Marietta was more than happy to help her through.

Holding onto Marilyn’s hand, Marietta and the tiny eleven year old arrived on the platform after passing through the brick gate. Marilyn’s became wide-eyed as their mother followed behind with their luggage for the upcoming year. Marietta gave a soft laugh as she ruffled her younger’s sisters hair, glad to see she had an expression similar to her own six years ago. “You’ll love it, I promise,” she assured.

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Your Information
Name: Jess
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Shannon (Travis)

Character Information
Full Name: Marilyn Willow Edgecombe
Nickname: Lynn
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pure
Nationality: English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: November 7th
Age: 11
Pet: None
Known Parents: Annemarie and Ronald Edgecombe
Known Siblings: Madeline (20) and Marietta (17)

Wand: 10 inches, rosewood, unicorn hair core
Patronus: rat
Boggart: failure

Appearance
Similar to her sisters, Marilyn is very thin and short in stature, though Marilyn has the potential to get taller once she hits her growth spurt. While everyone else in her family has blue eyes and reddish hair, Marilyn has brown eyes and dark blonde hair. She’s grateful she doesn’t look too much like her older sisters with the exception of faceshape and sometimes unruly hair. In fact there are many things about her appearance that make her different than both of her elder sisters, a big one being how she’s not too overly obsessed with her appearance. She’s happy with how she looks and feels that doing anything in excess with her hair is unnecessary and a waste of time, same with even fooling around with makeup. If her clothes aren’t wrinkled free, it surely won’t stress her out, she probably wouldn’t even notice.

Personality
Like the Edgecombes before her, Marilyn is very intelligent and holds a great deal of loyalty to the Ministry. She is very proper due to her pureblood upbringing, being elegant, polite and courteous when appropriate. This hardly keeps Marilyn from being the bossy, messy and extremely foolish girl when family and members of the Ministry are around. She sometimes finds it hard to act proper and prim, often finding herself mocking her sisters when their backs are turned. Why she must behave so properly and wear lacey dresses to impress other purebloods was completely ridiculous.

Marilyn can be a rough and adventurous girl, not afraid to get her hands dirty and get a few scrapes and bruises. Being the youngest child made her be the wildest, having to do whatever seemed necessary to get the attention of her parents. If she had to climb up a bookshelf or two as a tot to get their attention, she gladly did it.

She can be a little snobbish when it comes to muggles and muggleborns, mostly due to a misunderstanding. She doesn’t quite see herself as better than them but has a general bias toward purebloods.

History
Marilyn is the youngest child of Annemarie and Ronald Edgecombe and honestly an accidental child the two weren’t planning on. Even though a third daughter wasn’t in the family’s original plan, they gladly excepted the new addition into their lives. However, with two older daughters, one of whom was getting ready for her first year of school, Marilyn didn’t always get the attention she deserved making for a rather poor childhood at times. Marilyn was quick to become a troublemaker as she grew up.

Watching both her sisters take off to Hogwarts, someplace she was promised she’d be attention in a few short years, left Marilyn both sad and excited. The two girls she was growing to idolize were gone but now she had her parents all to herself. Or so she thought. Both were too busy with their jobs to spend all the time the growing child needed, leaving Marilyn to fend for herself on many occasions. Granted there was usually a nanny or a neighbor there to watch the girl, it still didn’t give Marilyn the childhood she deserved.

When Marilyn’s acceptance letter arrived, she and her parents were all excited. Of course she was going to get one, but heading to Diagon Alley to prepare for her upcoming year was an activity Annemarie and Ronald enjoyed. They were becoming quite the professionals at this after two other children. Marilyn couldn’t wait until her sisters came home for the holidays and summer later on. She wanted to be filled in on everything. They’d told her little bits here and there, but Marietta promised to tell her everything she wanted to know when it came time for her to begin school. Lucky for Marilyn that time was now.

Roleplaying Sample
Marilyn boarded the train ahead of Marietta, picking out a compartment for the pair to sit in. She was happy her sister let her choose, but she wasn’t sure what difference it made. She’d surely get some sight-seeing in but this trip was for her to fill her brain in on all the secrets of the castle, professors, students and more. Marilyn knew the trip was a beautiful one. She also knew this would probably be the last time she’d see her sister outside of the welcome feast. She had a slight feeling she wouldn’t be in the same house as her sister, something Marilyn wasn’t too upset over. Flourishing in her own light would be good for her.

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Your Information
Name: Chelsea
Age: 20
Where'd you find us?: Proboards Support

Character Information
Full Name: Niall Jonathan Ranson
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Muggleborn
Nationality: English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: March 2nd
Age: 25
Pet: None
Known Parents: Sofia Alencar and Rafael Ranson
Known Siblings: Noelle Ranson

Wand: Birch, 12 inches, unicorn hair and Ramora scales core
Patronus: Jackal
Boggart:

Appearance
While he might not be a complete match to his sister, Niall’s looks are definitely inherited, his father having the light eyes and his mother the dark hair. However his hair has become much darker over the years, resembling a shade that could almost be considered black. He keeps his hair relatively short, if it gets too long it usually gets in the way during a match.

At five foot eleven, he’s pretty average in height and size, but it’s clear his weight is in sheer muscle.

Personality
Niall has a distinct dislike for people who hold onto their values and gifts for solely themself, instead of using what they have to help others. Life, he knows, is only worth living when you throw yourself into it. Having money or lots of possessions and never using them, keeping them stashed for some future day is a waste. He believes that an overload of riches is evil in a way. If he knows someone needs something and he knows they are worth time, he’ll help them out. He believes in karma, so every bit of good he does with his gifts or skills means more goodness coming back to him another day.

With that in mind, his natural skills with healing angled him to making connections with the world far beyond what he was taught by his parents. He studied under Pomfrey while he was in school and not off practicing for a Quidditch match. He read what he could in the library as long as buying many books to read over his summers and holidays away from school. During his time and studies he managed to learn enough to become useful to his teammates both during school and after. He hoped that he could gather a job at St. Mungos when he decided his career as a professional Quidditch player was over.

History
Born in a very open and active household, little Niall was a troublemaker from the start, insisting on a different day from his sister. He wasn’t a common boy either, having his twin rubbed off on him and a much more gentle mind set came out over time. While he enjoyed a bit of rough-housing or climbing everything in sight, it was something that became rare over the years of his childhood.

He and his twin Noelle played together more often than not, even when partaking in some of the neighborhood games. He protected her from trouble when he could as he knew it was a guy’s job, but was more likely to look tough than be tough. Sure he could probably beat up some of the kids but it wasn’t something he cared to do, especially when words could solve the situation. Besides, he always felt like he and Noelle had an edge over the rest of the kids from their local primary school and neighborhood. They were both very bright and much more talented. It wasn’t until shortly after their tenth birthday that the world they knew was turned upside down. Niall and his twin were invited to Hogwarts.

After a year of preparation and a very interesting train ride, both were sorted into Ravenclaw, a great relief to Niall. He and his sister were life-long partners, helping and protecting each other, but their interests continued to evolve. Noelle was far more into her studies and extracurriculars than Niall. The only thing they seemed to have in common at Hogwarts was their love for Quidditch; Noelle becoming a beater and Niall a chaser. Together they were a great duo on the field, one seeming to know what the other was thinking. It was as if the two could speak without words.

Niall and his sister kept a strong bond over the years, him having to come to her rescue on more than one occasion. It was brothers did after all. Noelle helped him with his schoolwork whenever he started to fall behind, which became frequent towards their last couple of terms due to his interest in healing magic. He was often in the Hospital Wing following around Pomfrey and learning what he could, off in the library with a couple of books, or out on the field practicing for an upcoming game. Luckily his neglect to his studies paid off and Niall guaranteed himself a spot playing Quidditch professionally after graduation.

Roleplaying Sample
Niall walked through the empty streets of Hogsmeade, it was much to late to run into many people. It had been six years since he'd graduated from Hogwarts and walked through the small town. He was glad to see that it really hadn't changed much, it still had the same atmosphere and the same smells filled the streets. His favorite place in Hogsmeade was the Hogs Head, and he wasn't sure why. It was a gross old building that stank like musty alcohol and barn animals but he found himself quite attached to the place. Possibly because of all the memories he had there when he went to Hogwarts, or maybe because it was such an imperfect place that going there made you feel slightly better about yourself, he wasn't sure.

[Allyson Corner]

Your Information
Name: Mary-Ann
Age: 19
Where'd you find us?: Proboards

Character Information
Full Name: Allyson Leigh Corner
Nickname: Ally
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pureblood
Nationality: Unknown
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: November 6th
Age: 25
Pet: None
Known Parents: Daphne McKnight and Roger Corner
Known Siblings: Michael Corner (Adoptive; 16), Marie Ryans (Biological; 19) and Tyler Corner (Adoptive; 20)

Wand: Cedar, 12 inches, unicorn tail hair core.
Patronus: Hawk
Boggart: Losing her family

Appearance
Allyson is fairly tall, standing around 5’9” with a slender frame. She has lightly tanned skin and medium brown eyes. She has long, wavy brown hair that reaches down past her shoulders. She loves her hair and usually wears it down; unless it gets wet, then it can get frizzy and curly. Typically Ally doesn’t wear anything too revealing. She knows she has curves, but she can show them off in fitting clothes rather than skimpy ones. A comfortable and well-fitting pair of jeans is much more her style than a little skirt.

Personality
Ally is a down to earth, charismatic individual. She is usually very persistent, always trying to ensure she gets her way, or her point of view across. She can be a bit of a procrastinator, putting off projects until last minute, both at home and in her work. Even though she procrastinates, she is a hard worker, ensuring top quality work when it is finished.

She loves to see the world and on her holidays is bound to end up somewhere she hasn't been before. Either with family or by herself, she doesn't mind either way. She loves nature, especially astronomy and thunderstorms. They fascinate her. The way a storm lights up the sky or when the stars seem really bright. She enjoys camping, this usually with her family. Her family is very important to her and she puts them before all else.

She doesn't like cats, when she was little she was attached by a barn cat and her legs have the scars to prove it. Ally has never been a picture person either. She likes to take pictures when traveling or camping, but not to be in them. She feels she photographs awful even though she knows she’s attractive. Since she was younger, she wasn't always taken seriously and it has irritated her. She believes she works as hard as everyone else and deserves to be treated as so. But being attractive doesn’t always make you get taken seriously. When in the muggle world, Allyson is out of place. Other than muggle clothing she doesn't understand their way of living nor does she care to learn.

History
Born to Jane and John Doe, November 6th, Allyson Corner was left on the steps of an Wizarding Adoption Agency in London with a note, her birthdate, her blood type as well as a name, Leigh. Since she was only a baby when placed into Adoption Services it didn't take long for a young couple, Roger and Daphne Corner to adopt her into their family. She grew up with much love, her mother being a housewife, gave Ally all the attention she could ask for, making her a very sociable child.

At the age of five, her parents were expecting a child and on May 17th, a baby boy was born, Tyler. Ally was so excited to be a big sister and loved her brother very much. She would help out with him whenever possible, or just getting in her mother’s way.

When she was six, and playing hide and seek with her parents on a Sunday afternoon, Allyson suddenly blended in with the curtains she was hiding behind, when her parents finally found her they were very surprised and happy, for they knew their daughter was a witch and would attend Hogwarts. They knew she was supposed to be pureblood, but that didn't stop them from worrying.

Three years later, a matter of weeks before her ninth birthday, Roger and Daphne broke news that they were adopting another child. Allyson was excited to be a big sister once again, this time to a Michael Corner.

Upon attending Hogwarts Allyson was sorted into Gryffindor. While at school she excelled in Transfiguration and Care of Magical Creatures, did well in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Astronomy and did poorly in Potions and Divination. She became Prefect in her sixth year and watched her brother get sorted into Hufflepuff.

It was during her sixth year that her parents told her she was adopted, giving her all the information they knew about her biological parents. While it wasn't much of a surprise to Ally she was upset though she quickly got over it, appreciating the fact that her parents gave her a home and all the love and support they could. In the years to follow she researched as much as she could to find her biological parents, but instead she found something else. When she was six, another baby girl was dropped off at the same orphanage with the same type of note, it had read her birthdate, Pureblood, Marie and then in tiny scrawl at the bottom, full sister to Leigh. After finding out she had a full sister, Allyson was so happy, and eventually found out in her seventh year, that her sister, was in starting her first year and was sorted into Gryffindor as well. She quickly became close friend with the first year, learning she already knew she was adopted, this prompted Allyson to tell the girl they were full sisters. And they are still close to this day.

After she finished Hogwarts, Allyson followed in her father’s footsteps and became an Auror.

Roleplaying Sample
Ally finished her work for the day early, something that was a rather rare occurrence for her. But with the probability of field work tomorrow she wanted to make sure nothing stood in her way. The easier the morning, the better the day would go. It'd been a few weeks since she'd been allowed out of the office since her last little misstep. It wasn't something that was her fault, she was expecting to be outnumbered. Her superiors blamed her for not doing enough research before heading out, but they both knew it wasn't the culprit, it just looked better on paper.

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Your Information
Name: Jess
Age: 24
Where'd you find us?: Proboards?

Character Information
Full Name: Alexandra Marie Prince
Nickname: Alexa, Alex
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: English and Spanish
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: September 26th
Age: 37
Pet: None
Known Parents: Gregory Prince and Adrianna Tapia
Known Siblings: None

Wand: Magnolia, 10 inches, unicorn hair and cherub hair core.
Patronus: Otter
Boggart: Failure

Appearance
Alexandra is a very plain looking woman, one who has all attributes of the mind, but nothing fabulous about the physical aspects. Hispanic by her mother, English by her father, she has a nice mesh of looks, though nothing extremely appealing.

She has large, deep blue eyes, accented only by the natural color of her eyelashes. Her hair is soft and saw some of the worst times during the childhood, due to her mother's tasteless fashion sense and Alexandra being too young to tell her mum about her complaints of what she was forced into wearing, she finds it surprising she has any hair left at all. Alexa's hair is shoulder length, and naturally wavy, though she loves to play around with it, finding it to be her only personal thought of physical beauty on her. The golden blonde hair, which can appear almost a natural red under the right lighting, is thick and bouncy. Although her teens may have taken its toll on her hair, it seems her hair has done the favor of turning out well.

Though she may not be of magnificent beauty, she keeps a good maintenance on herself. Make-up, waxing, and everything else are routine for the woman, much as everything in her life seems to be.

Standing at an overall of 5’5” she is not an extremely tall woman, nor is she an extremely thin one. Preferably, she cares not about her weight as much as some. Though many may believe this takes away from her authority as she is not of the fittest, she finds herself in good hands most of the time and cares not to conform merely for the man.

Clothing is clothing. Alexandra is hardly seen outside of a dress, except occasionally when she may be running late and doesn't have the time or the mind to change. She’ll never leave the house looking less than perfect. If she has to throw on a pair of pants and a nice top she will, but she doesn’t think it’s her best clothing option.

Personality
Always willing to help a person, Alexandra is extremely helpful and as kind as can be in situations of the sort. While she loves to explain and get her hands dirty in certain areas of life, she is not experienced in many areas enough to really provide any kind of service. Though she is willing to do what she can. Many times it either is not enough or it turns out disastrously because of her lack of experience.

Brilliant by way of the mind, she is only brilliant enough in the areas and subjects she cares to even open a book to take a peek at. Potions, Herbology, and a few other areas are the only ones she knows much about. Wand work is a specialty, though she has nothing to brag about in the area. Trivia of little facts and things of such petty importance seem to stick to her mind for no apparent reason, and things that are of great importance can filter in one ear and right out the other.

Something that is extremely good for the woman is her meticulousness. Whether in the measuring of ingredients for a potion, the aim of her spell work, or the correct wording on a board, she is very precise about how things must be done, work, and happen. There are rules and regulations for a reason, people must abide by them. Alexandra knows that one wrong thing, too much of one ingredient, one too many stirs the wrong way, one small infraction of an instruction, and things can go horribly wrong. Therefore, her need of perfection merely for her aspect of chosen work has done enough to make sure she keeps on her toes with such things.

Social gatherings are where Alexandra is comfortable, though she can be highly opinionated which loses her points in the area of social structure. While she may be extremely kind in situations, she can also be easily irritated. She is brash and prone to giving into a rage at times when things don't go accordingly. As well as her temper, she is over-critical. And while she may be quick to anger, she never stays angry very long and often forgets bouts of such behavior.

Unable to comprehend emotions, she may come off as cold. Everything stays bottled within, except praise for those who work hard to deserve it and rage when she is angry. Not someone to be turned to during times of emotional highs, Alexandra would not be the type of person most people would be willing to tell their problems to. She will listen, but not offer the kind of advice one may be in search of.

History
Born on September 26th in Wolverhampton, England, Alexandra was a bouncing baby girl weighing in at an above normal weight for any newborn. Her parents, Adrianna and Gregory, were a happy couple with mild problems within their marriage that were soon to escalate at a rate unknown to many.

Adrianna was born to Hispanic parents who immigrated to England in hopes of finding a new beginning to their new life. While they remained in contact with their families over the many years, neither of them remained as close as they would have preferred to do. After nearly ten years together, they finally gave birth to their oldest, and only daughter, Adrianna. Adrianna was followed soon after by two brothers, Alejandro and Paolo, all of which were muggleborn, never having heard of such things as witches and wizards other than in tales of old.

Alexandria went to school, and finishing school, before meeting the man of her dreams, a man nearly ten years older than herself.

Born as a half-blood, Gregory attended a smaller school than that of Hogwarts, his father not wanting his son to endure being so far away from his loving and doting family. An only child, and the son of a wizard who was well off in many terms, Gregory Prince was a boy of a magnificent mind. Top of his class from the beginning, she was more fond of reading books than of chasing creatures. However, one summer, years after graduation, he met a girl of much charm. Adrianna was an intriguing woman, much more so than any he'd met before then. She was not only of interesting mind, but of a good family who had done well for themselves in the years they'd made themselves known in the town of Wolverhampton.

After many long, educated discussions and enduring nights of loving one another's company; courtship began between the two. Approval came from all around as both families much enjoyed the other, and the wedding came not long after Adrianna had completed her schooling, in which time Gregory was nearing the age of thirty.

The marriage lasted happily for a couple of years, at the end of which their only child Alexandra was born. It was soon after there were troubles brewing. It seemed Gregory was no longer as engaged as he once was with the woman he married and had gone astray a bit. Adrianna stayed around only for her daughter's sake, in which she taught her as much as she could at her young age about her heritage on her side as well as much of the Spanish language her mind could endure.

At the age of seven, Adrianna could no longer handle what the marriage had become, and left. A note stated what had happened, where she could be found if the desire ever came, and the one thing she regretted was that she never took her daughter with him.

Alexandra remained in her father's care, much to the dislike of her taste, but she found out more about the life she was to live being with the man than she would've had she been in her mother's care. Gregory was a very shallow man, bright, but shallow.

At Hogwarts, Alexandra was not one to be pushed around, though she wasn't a bully. The young woman merely cared to show her own opinions on matters that she found to matter, and could care less about other such things. There were few subjects she took interest in, and those were Potions, Herbology, and Care of Magical Creatures. And while she understood there needed to be a balance within magic, she cared much more for classes that useful things could be made from.

After leaving Hogwart, Alexandra went around the country making a life for herself, selling potions and caring for plants and creatures in places where her NEWT scores were acceptable for such things. A free-loader at times from her friends that offered Alexandra a place to stay, she had hardly managed to keep a job for more than a few months. She often bounced between being an aid to a local potioneer or herbologist and selling things from a cart on the street. It wasn’t until her mid-twenties she started to hone in on her skills a little further.

She took to a few months of training, bettering her skills with potions and took a small teaching job as a tutor. As she became more skilled more opportunities began to head her way, one in particular being a substitute at the Salem Institute of Magic. While it wasn’t a full-time job, it was the best she had so far and only lasted the remainder of term until the previous professor returned.

Alexandra got her fill of teaching after three or four years of floating between schools and decided to return back to her home. She settled into a rural part of England before starting yet another job search. Though this time it went much smoother and she landed herself a permanent job at St. Mungo’s as a healer on the Third Floor.

Roleplaying Sample
Alexandra stood at the nurse's desk, filling out some paperwork as she prepared to go home for the day. It'd been a relatively quiet shift, which was rather unusual, but she didn't mind. It was nice to catch a break every once and again. Though as soon as she turned to head back to change out of her uniform and grab her things, a young couple burst through the doors.

Without a second thought, Alexa ran toward the pair, rushing them toward one of the nearest open beds. The young girl was convulsing and spewing liquid from her mouth while the boy stood there speaking far too fast for Alex to gather what happened. She tried to calm him and asked him to explain what happened as she ran a diagnostic charm. "The more information you tell me, the more it will help. I can' seem to tell quiet what caused this yet," she stated calmly.

She listened carefully as she searched through a nearby drawer for a potion to help bring down the girl's temperature and hopefully stop her spewing as well. "I don't think this is the doing of a poison," Alexa explained as she poured a vial of elixir down the girl's throat. "It appears that she was cursed."

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Your Information
Name: Nena
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: PB Support

Character Information
Full Name: Anthony Charles Goldstein
Nickname: Ant, Tony
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: English
Orientation: Bisexual

Birthdate: March 11th
Age: 16
Pet: Squirt, a grey elf owl.
Known Parents: Jake and Ann Goldstein
Known Siblings: Kelsey Marie Goldstein

Wand: Cedar, 11.5 inches, dragon heartstring core.
Patronus: Bear
Boggart: Death of his sister.

Appearance
Ant is a taller boy, skinny, of an average looking weight. His eyes are a keen hazel, always watching or reading, studying something in some way. His hair is cropped at a medium level, keeping well out of his eyes. He possesses a medium build that fits well into the average muggle clothing he fancies. Not much for the black cloaks of the wizarding community, he has found a certain place in his heart for the dark-washed jeans and t-shirt favored by most muggle guys of his age. Easily fitting back into the muggle world which he grew up in because of his mother, no difference can be told between the average teenage male and Anthony, save for the wand shoved in his right side pocket. Complete with a wallet shoved in his back pocket for everyday life save his days at Hogwarts, his muggle habits seem to almost single him out between the fields of black cloaks in the halls of the school. And Ant, unlike many of the muggleborns, sees no reason to change this.

Personality
Ant is a normal guy. Or at least what most girls consider normal. He is one of those guys classified as a ‘nice guy’ - the type of guys who get friend-zoned by the girls all the time because they are too afraid to lose him if a relationship goes sour. The type that will speak his mind because he believes that is right. The type who is not afraid to compliment a girl because of what his guy friends might think. The type that gets over-looked, ignored, rejected and yet the type everyone turns to for answers.

Anthony Charles Goldstein prides himself in his knowledge, his respect for all variations of human beings, and his respect for equality in every sense. If you gain his respect, he will be loyal to you, and remain loyal forever, unless you have done something to completely turn his opinion around. He considers himself a good influence, though will not say this aloud, for pride is not a virtue worth commending. And this influence is easy to access so long as you are willing to be honest, in turn, with him.

He is a family boy, tied in close maybe not to his parents but to his sister who is at the center of his life. For her and the others that he has grown to rely in, he would give his life for.

Ant completely despises those who ruin the equality between members of the wizarding world. Despising Voldemort and his followers, he hates all supporters of his deeds, whether or not they support him from fear or from true devotion. He wishes with all his heart that life could go back to the way it was. That the ministry could lose its corruptive influences and rally a mass to fight back. Instead of hoping though, his realistic perspective recognizes this will not happen, and has come to the conclusion that here of all places, is where the revolution will start. And if there is a fight to protect his old lifestyle, as well as the people he loves, he will fight.

History
Anthony Charles Goldstein was born in Newport, UK on March 11th to happy parents. Growing up happily with them for three years he was a smiling baby that knew nothing but his parent’s affection. Soon after his third birthday though, he found that his mother was pregnant again, this time with what was to be his new baby sister. His parents having explained the responsibilities that came from being a big brother, the young Anthony soon learned excitement from the sight of his mother’s swelling belly.

The birth of his baby sister, named Kelsey Marie, was strangely one of the happiest days of his life. Never having someone to watch over, and now having someone to have power and responsibility over, he took pride in his job as a brother, and took an involved role in his sister’s life.

Upon reaching his letter of acceptance to Hogwarts, his father was most pleased, happy to send off his son to the school of magic where he once learned. To his mother and sister though, it was an adventure they were not happy for him to take. His sister having so far shown no sign of magical ability, she feared his leaving to a school she could never join him in later down the road. His mother unfamiliar still with some aspects of the wizarding life, had nerves that stretched far past what Ant could comprehend. Still though, following his eleventh birthday, Ant climbed into the boat with his father’s orders. With the other first years, he arrived in the stone walls of the school, nervous as ever when confronted with the talking hat he had read all too much about. Writing his family often that year, he consoled his sister of his absence, encouraging her studies in the muggle schools until the time she encountered the magic she held within. This encouragement only had to be increased though, as their mother and father both passed away, his mother’s potion turning sour for the both of them. His sister’s threat to leave school turned to her first hint of magic, the ability showing up against the muggles of her school. Christmas that year Ant was forced to go home and bury them and place his sister in the care of his grandparents until the time he could care for her properly.

Second year in the castle held too much excitement for him following so much destruction of the previous year. Restrictions placed on their time held him inside much of the year, holed up inside the cold walls of their dormitories to protect them from the monster that had taken a student within. Not brave enough, as well as lacking the energy to do much of anything, he did as he was told, and comforted himself within the words of books and the heat of fire, waiting out the time until he could once again leave for the summer and be with his sister.

The following year left no happiness to help him replace the depression within him. Dementors crawling the grounds only made him worse, finding himself a target of the black cloaked things which only encouraged himself to keep him indoors. The only thing that consoled him in this time was his sister’s appearance at Hogwarts, and his ability to constantly watch over her as much as he was able. No longer guilty that he could not take care of her, he tried his best to make up for the few years he had not been with her.

Fourth year finally began to look up for him. The Triwizard tournament brought some excitement to his life. He could watch over the games with much enjoyment, be outside, as well as make new connections with people from the other schools. This year was finally the year that began to look up for him, and he changed his outlook on life drastically. Pushing away the depression that had come from his parent’s death, he saw purpose in his life in relation to his sister, his studies, and to fight back the pure-blood mania that seeped into his surroundings daily. Finding peace in equality, and enjoyment in really any type of human interaction, he became more social, and put himself out there more, resisting the social norms of the Ravenclaw class. He found enjoyment in the breezy outside world and began to ponder a job that would involve him in the outdoors often. Fourth year though, was also the year the famous Harry Potter emerged from the maze raving that ‘He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named’ returned. Needing more proof than words, and yet putting stock in the growing legend of Harry Potter, Ant was put on the fence about the truthfulness of his words.

His fifth year continued him heading in the upward direction. He was beginning to get a general idea of what he wanted to do with himself after he was graduated from Hogwarts in another two years and things at the school managed to remain rather calm as well aside from the occasional drama between houses and teenagers. He received excellent marks on his OWLs at the end of the year and was looking forward to his next year.

Roleplaying Sample
The Ravenclaw house was not exactly his most favorite place to spend his time. It was true, he preferred wandering outside the expected norms of a member of his house. The library and the common room was alright in their own turn, the tower offering a safe escape for the body, the masses of books giving a smart escape for the mind. But they had their times. Lingering within the safety bubble of these walls was not truly healthy, and offered no variation to diversify the learning that one could do. Social interactions offered a field that could be learned as well. Not just what the words of a book could teach.

This evening though, as the wind howled, and the darkness whispered rain, Ant had no desire to be among large masses of people, nor winding between the trees of the outdoors. On such a night as tonight, the common rooms found their purpose, the heat between the walls countering the annoyance of the screaming winds. And as he sunk into one of the great chairs, he surveyed the room, sighing. Few lingered here so early in the evening, but those who did somberly strolled to and fro, not wishing to disturb the calming peace with loud boasts and chatter. A few talked in low tones, tucking themselves in corners where they could not be easily over heard. The rest picked up work or books, or simply surveyed the room as he did, choosing a chair along the wall to keep out of others way and be closer to the fire. The heat licked at his feet as he drew out his textbook from the bag he often kept near him. Scratching at the dark wash jeans he wore, and tucking a chain back under the neck of his grey tshirt, he leaned back, picking up a quill and scratching out the answers in longhand on the parchment.

No longer paying attention to the world around him, he found himself absorbed in the descriptions in his text, reading more than writing, though quill remaining poised in his hand. His mind drifting elsewhere, he wished for the days before the Death Eaters had taken over. Wishing pointlessly once again for the lifestyle they had enjoyed before. For the classes they could question openly, and for the teachers who taught not only the knowledge already handed out in the book, but more. Sharing legends, myths, and truth; past, present, and future knowledge; and comparing it all. These days though, he had heard all this already. What he read held no point, because they had already covered it in detail. It was pointless to go back over it when knowledge had already been won. There was nothing to gain from scratching out the answers that had not needed an adventure to find. It felt like cheating. The whole thing just felt wrong.

Sighing again in frustration, he set his quill down, snapping the textbook closed with a great show of frustration. He couldn't sit. Yet there was nowhere to move. The "improvements" that Snape and the Death Eaters had made had left him feeling trapped, caged, with nowhere to turn that wasn't punishable by their cruel nature. And so he strode over to the stain glass window of the tower, and looked down at the grounds. Abandoning his chair, his warmth, his comfort and his pointless studies to gaze hopelessly outside, the stormy autumn weather only reflecting his mood as he compared himself to a large caged bird in every possible and logical way.

[Elián Christophe]

Your Information
Name: Renee
Age: 21
Where'd you find us?: PB Support

Character Information
Full Name: Elián Christophe Rosier
Nickname: Eli and Ian; prefers Ian.
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Pure
Nationality: French, Italian and English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: January 3rd
Age: 25
Pet: None
Known Parents: Rodolphus Lestrange and Angelica Rosier
Known Siblings: None

Wand: Maple, 12 inches, phoenix tail feather and basilisk skin core.
Patronus: None
Boggart: Death Eaters

Appearance
From the time he was born Elián has greatly resembled his father. He possesses the same sharp, stoic features as most Lestrange males do. His dark hair is naturally very straight and he rarely lets it get long. His eyes are a deep shade of grey with flecks of green, one of the few things he did manage to inherit from his mother. Stubble can often be found across his face as he’s too lazy to shave on any sort of regular basis and he will admit that he generally likes the look. Ian was granted a height that could only have come from his father's side of the family, towering over most of his peers at 6'3". Add to his height the well-defined body due to years as a beater and Ian can be quite the imposing figure.

Scars are visible on his body, and also his face, some old and some newer from his few years of Quidditch and working with magical creatures. The Durmstrang alumni stands out in every way he possibly can. Yes, he is tall and rather good-looking but that isn't all. Unlike that of his peers, his general expression is very open. It’s not uncommon to find Ian smiling. His eyes remain unguarded. His laugh careless and loud. He carries his own style which at one point might have stood out in the wizarding world but is now almost common. He doesn't mind the traditional and formal robes, but in all truth he seems to prefer simple jeans and shirts.

Personality
On a perfectly normal day, Elián is simply a laid back, fun-loving young man. He can enjoy a calm atmosphere just as much as he finds himself at home in the middle of a loud, crowded room. He believes in treating people with a certain kindness and respect and sticks to that – most of the time. Some people just do not like him and he accepts that without much complaint, choosing to avoid them as best he can rather than letting them engage him in a fight. He believes such things are pointless, especially over the ridiculous things most people pick fights over. However, that doesn't mean Ian won’t defend himself is necessary. As a descendant of both a Rosier and a Lestrange, he’s expected to act a certain way even if neither family had much influence on raising him. He’s rather skilled with his wand and anything he can do with his hands, but not so much with anything that required lots of reading.

Elián's never was the best student in school and he honestly didn't try to be. He was decent at creating potions and despite some of the ill-tempered creatures he had to learn about, Care of Magical Creatures was easily one of his favorite subjects. Detentions were almost a weekly ritual for him. He simply enjoyed stirring up trouble. His sense of humor never brings harm to anyone, but rather causes most, if not all, people near him to burst out into laughter. On top of that, he can be very stubborn and often thinks on a one-track mind. Once he’s made up his mind about something, it’s nearly impossible to get him to change his opinion.

When it comes to his family, the only person he’s comfortable talking about is his mother. Most people didn't know her affiliation when hearing her name and their relationship was very close and loving until she was murdered. He never got to know his father as shortly after his birth, Angelica moved away solely to protect Elián from the current dangers in the world. He greatly despise everything has to do with Lord Voldemort and that indeed includes Rodolphus. In fact, it includes the majority of his family all aside from his mother of course.

History
Elián is the one and only child of Angelica Rosier and Rodolphus Lestrange. His parents had never been married, Rodolphus having married Bellatrix Black. The innocence of a child could never comprehend why his father figure suddenly vanished from the face of the earth. Angelica wanted to keep Ian not only a secret, but safe. She took to raising him by herself, moving Elian away from Rodolphus after the first couple of months. She had wanted Rodolphus back in their life, but didn't bother to tell him until shortly before he was sentenced to life in Azkaban ten years later.

His childhood was a happy one and his relationship with his mother was ideal. Naturally, when he got to a certain age questions cropped up about his father. He learned bits and pieces of the truth over the years, Angelica trying her best to still keep Rodolphus in a good light despite the dark history. It wasn't long before the whole truth was laid out in front of him and he chose to reject and resent his father for the life he had chosen. It was obvious Angelica suffered from heartbreak after this. They were not the richest family nor were they the poorest, Angelica’s career as a write leaving them with a comfortable existence. Elián was never spoiled. He was taught that hard work is how you earned a living and he agreed completely with it.

With Elián at the age where it was time for him to start school, Angelica had a tough decision to make. While Hogwarts was where both her family and Rodolphus' family had attended school, she didn't think it would be in Ian’s better interests. She risked the fact that someone at the school might find out who his family is, along with him running into relatives. It didn't take too long before the decision was made to send him to Durmstrang.

School went by just fine for Elián, up until his second year when he was pulled from class and given the news his mother had been murdered. He was parentless. No father, no mother, no one to take care of him. All of his family was either dead or imprisoned. He finished off the term before being placed into foster care. He hated the new family he was forced to stay with and did whatever he could to stay out of their care until the second term started. He wanted to go to back to school, back to where his friends were and back to where people seemed to generally accept him. He kept his mother’s death a secret, just as he kept his lineage a secret as well.

Two more school years and another foster family went by before Elián started to play Quidditch at Durmstrang. He wasn't the best at the sport, but it kept him relatively out of trouble and gave him a decent way to get rid of a lot of his pent up anger. He got relatively better over his last few years of school but never chose to make a career out of it. He got injured far too often and knew there was something better he could be doing with his skills. Not to mention he didn't want to be in the spotlight of playing a sport professionally.

After graduating from Durmstrang, Elián was glad to be rid of foster families for good. He was old enough to take care of himself and was ready to get the hell out of Norway. While he knew he shouldn't move to England, it seemed like his best choice. He’d be closer to the majority of the wizarding population and would surely have an easier time finding a job. He hoped no one would recognize him, not that anyone around would know who he was, but he knew he looked a lot like his father. Elián worked for a few shopkeepers in both Diagon and Knockturn before deciding he needed something much more stable. With no family to hold him back, he took a job working for a sanctuary dealing primarily with magical creatures. It was a bit reckless but it’s something he liked and something he knew he’d do well at.

Elián worked for years, his life settling into a normal place. He was single, had his own place, had his friends and had a decent job. Everything seemed to be going normal and he’d nearly forgotten about his family’s past. It wasn't important and it surely wasn't affecting his current life. But of course, things can’t stay perfect for long. It wasn't long until the mass breakout from Azkaban. It was devastating news and even more so when Elián noticed his own father was one of the escapees. It brought forth a mix of emotions, mostly resurfacing hatred, and made him question whether or not to return to England. He had his home there, but definitely didn't want to risk running into him, his family or anyone that would know him. He’d been safe thus far in his life but all good things had to come to an end at some point.

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Your Information
Name: Miranda
Age: 16
Where'd you find us?: Google

Character Information
Full Name: Noah Elliot Turner
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: English
Orientation: Bisexual

Birthdate: October 7th
Age: 16
Pet: a patterned moggie cat named Prose
Known Parents: Karen Winters and David Turner
Known Siblings: None

Wand: 12 inches, Hazel, unicorn hair core
Patronus: Badger
Boggart: Heights/Flying

Appearance
Noah has curly, dark blonde hair that has a messy look about it. He has slightly round, gunmetal blue eyes framed by short eyelashes and topped by fairly arched eyebrows. Noah has a wide chin and light skin that becomes adorned by light brown freckles after a day outside in the sun. While he’s not the tallest of boys, he stands at the fairly average height of 5’10” with a thin build. Noah doesn’t much care for fashion and dresses in whatever he feels most comfortable, a quality which he early discovered in muggle clothing.

Personality
One of Noah’s strengths is his kindness. He is kind to almost everyone but if someone hurts him or someone else he holds dear, then he won’t be so amiable anymore. But due to his trusting personality and being a believer of second chances, he will forgive but not forget if he gets a sincere enough apology. Another one of his strengths in his perceptiveness. While his recklessness should be contradictive to that, he does however have the quality of sympathetic understanding which makes him a good listener. Noah is also quite fun to be around when you get to know him due to his vivaciousness, positivity and charm.

One of his weaknesses is that he’s loyal to a fault and trusts people a tad too easily, which sometimes leads him to getting hurt or tricked by other students. This would cause many to think of him as naïve and gullible, which is true to a certain level, but he is also quite deceiving in a sense. He’s smarter than he lets on and one of his ways to determine if a person is ‘good’ is to see how they will treat the ‘gullible guy.’

He is also quite emotional and will act accordingly in certain situations, which is why he has a bit of an erratic streak. He hates getting yelled at which causes him to be a bit reserved around people who have hurt him. He tends to act quite shy around bullies, which doesn’t exactly help his case since it makes him an easier target. But despite being a relatively nice guy, he will throw punches if angered.

Noah is a friendly soul. He has a fairly positive outlook on life, despite sometimes being the target of bullies, but he rarely gives up. He is true to his friends and brave when he needs to be though he is not used to stressful situations so when he finds himself in one, he tends to panic. His careless streak sometimes causes him to stray from a few of the school rules, such as the old albeit often ignored ruled that no student should leave their common room after hours. It conflicts with his fondness for late-evening walks by the lake and sometimes he just gets dragged along by his friends due to his loyalty toward them.

History
Noah Elliot Turner was born to witch Karen Winters, who fell in love with muggle architect David Turner after graduating from Hogwarts. She met him at a small café in London after a long day of shopping in Diagon Alley. They clicked instantly, decided to meet up again and moved into an apartment in London together after a couple of months of dating. After a year of living together and few nights before David was going to propose to her - which she knew about after having found the ring in his underwear drawer by accident – she decided to tell him that she was a witch. She had her wand at the ready to wipe that tidbit of information from his memory if he were to react badly. Fortunately for Karen, he didn’t take it too bad, being more excited about the fact than anything and despite the initial shock and unavoidable moment of denial and he did in fact proposing one week later.

Four years later, baby Noah was born and the house that David had been drawing up blueprints for was built in Oxford. The Turner family packed up their belongings and moved to their new home with a large backyard where baby Noah would be able to run freely and high bushes that protected the wizarding family from muggle eyes.

The years went by and Noah got older, discovered his interests for tennis and cooking and even made a friend in the French neighbor boy William who was one year older than himself and also a wizard. Because of that fact, Noah didn’t have to be overly careful with his magic when he first started showing signs of possessing the ability. This was also one of the reasons why he broke his leg that one time, having been dared by William to fly up to the highest ashy tree in their backyard and bring down the ball that had gotten stuck up there. However, all the dare got him was a broken leg and acrophobia. Unluckily for Noah though, William and his family moved away to France right before Noah started at Hogwarts, thus ruining the boy’s plans of going to school with his best friend.

Roleplaying Sample
Noah sat outside the castle grounds after a semi-long argument with his friends. They wanted to hang in the astronomy tower but he definitely didn't like that idea. Last week they'd drug him to the clock tower and he couldn't even take two steps off the stairs once they got up. Heights weren't his thing.

He knew he'd take a lot of shit for it later, but he felt much safer with his two feet on the ground. Noah surely could watch his friends from all the way down here... maybe. He didn't want to look up and find out.

[Bennett Borgin]

Your Information
Name: Miranda
Age: 16
Where'd you find us?: Google

Character Information
Full Name: Bennett Sebastian Borgin
Nickname: Ben, Benny
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Pure
Nationality: British
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: August 13
Age: 23
Pet: None
Known Parents: Emerson Borgin and Anna Borgin (nee Morgan)
Known Siblings: None

Wand: Mahogany, 14 inches, dragon heart string core!
Patronus: Hare
Boggart: Voldemort

Appearance
Bennett is an aloof looking man. With dark hair and clear blue eyes that look like they can see right through you many have told him he has chilling looks. A defined jaw bone and build stature forms this 5'11" man, a little taller than average. Rarely can he be found out of a suit or dress pants only because he believes appearances are everything. Bennett is washed in a pale, milky skin which isn't so unusual for England but against the dark haired features it makes him stand out.

Personality
Bennett is rather soft spoken. Having once been a Death Eater by his father’s request, he knows how to keep quiet. Even when the man is angry he doesn't get loud he uses facial expressions. He's known for speaking to fellow employees with monotone voices and it takes a lot to get him to express himself vocally.

Some think he is overbearing, but in all honesty he just likes to get the job done right. He hates having to correct other’s mistakes or seeing something done sloppy so he tends to do others work for them whether they like it or not. Unfortunately this personality has led outside of the work force and he's become intrusive in people's lives too!

Even though it's really hard for people to get to know Bennett because he's kept himself reserved for so long, when he does open up it's something pretty great. He actually laughs and has a warm look. He really values and protects those he cares about the most. Of course it takes a lot to get him to this point but deep down the man has a heart of gold.

History
Bennett is the son to a well-known pureblood family, the Borgins. His parents reside in a mansion in Wales and have for hundreds of years. His father owns Borgin and Burkes, taking over after his father died, and his mother makes cloaks. The family home has been passed down for generations and traces of each generation remain in the hallways and the study. Though the Borgins hadn’t always been known for participatin gin dark magic. They were more concerned with wealth and good fortune, but things took a turn during the first wizarding war. Bennett’s father was coerced into change when his co-worker and friend Caractacus Burke started showing him the way of the dark. Emerson never went back to his old ways. Regardless of what type of magic his parents practiced, Bennett was still pureblood and was raised as such.

In school Bennett was sorted into Slytherin. It wasn’t the house he’d hoped for, but looking at his family’s history it was what he expected. He knew he was better fit for Ravenclaw but there wasn’t much he could do after the sorting hat made its decision.

Bennett wasn’t overly popular in school. While he had a few friends and knew most of his housemates by name, he just never clicked with anyone for long. Sure, he had a few flings here and there but it was never anything that lasted for long. It was something that would become a trend even after graduation.

After school, Bennett was forced to follow his dad’s footsteps. He not only learned how his father’s shop worked and operated, he was nearly forced to become a Death Eater as well. Despite getting marked, he managed to slip away after a few years. He always assumed it was because he didn’t show much promise or interest. His heart was always somewhere else.

Currently, Bennett works at Gringotts during the day. It is far from his dream job, but it pays the rent. On weekends he can be found serving drinks at the Leaky Cauldron.

Roleplaying Sample
Bennett slipped out of work early for a change deciding to walk home rather than apparate, despite apparition being the safer choice. He knew he was never free from the Death Eaters. He was generally ready for the day someone came after him, whether it be for recruiting or some sort of crazy assassination. It was a thought that always drifted through the back of his mind.

The streets were quite which was odd seeing as how it wasn’t that late, it was nearly dusk. Bennett checked over his shoulder a few times, a habit that he was never going to shake. He tried to keep reminding himself nothing was going to happen. Diagon was allowed to be quite every once and again, especially during the week.

[Adam Yates]

Your Information
Name: Shannon
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Friend

Character Information
Full Name: Adam Joshua Yates
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: British
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: April 29th
Age: 23
Pet: None
Known Parents: Janet and Sam Yates
Known Siblings: None

Wand: Walnut, 12 inches, dricawl feather and phoenix feather core.
Patronus: Fox
Boggart: Death

Appearance
Much akin to the rest of his family, Adam has dark hair and dark eyes. He’s got well-tanned skin due to the ridiculous amount of time he spends outside. He stands a little over six feet tall with a fairly muscular and athletic build. He keeps his hair somewhat short and groomed, he lets it grow out but if it gets too long it tends to get curly. He can almost always be sported with some sort of facial hair. If there isn't at least some sort of scruff on his face he feels naked.

Personality
Adam comes across as a ladies man. To anyone that doesn’t know him, he appears to be a cocky self-centered son of a bitch, though he is actually incredibly smart. He has the abilities to do great things if he so wished, his magical skill far surpassing many people of his age – although one could also put that done to experience. Adam has lived life. He’s adventurous and outgoing and will do almost anything to get some new kicks. Not in a bad way, nothing like drugs – in fact, when it comes to drinking, he’s teetotal since he likes to be in control of his own actions – and he has little to no inhibitions.

He’s almost painfully honest, and very often blunt, but at the same time he can be more charming and slippery than a snake when it comes to woofing fair maiden. He has a huge problem with authority that isn’t his own. It’s surprising that he managed to get a job at the ministry and keep it for this long. He doesn't like to be contradicted, but an argument is something he's not averse to engaging in every now and again. He loves a good joke; in fact, he loves a good time, and finds it quite difficult to be serious when the time calls for it.

History
Adam was one of those late developers. In fact, his parents were worried at first that he wouldn't even be able to speak. But he learnt to, eventually, at the age of five he began to speak - and hasn't stopped since. By the time he was just about to turn six and seven he learnt to read and write. By the time he was reaching nine, Adam had discovered what he thought was his calling in life; Quidditch. Obviously, he had been playing it from a very, very young age but it took him up until then to realize that that was what he wanted to do when he got big.

As you can imagine, the young and bright bore was more than exited when his Hogwarts letter came. He was sorted in Ravenclaw and while he was looking forward to engaging in everything school-related, he quickly started to hate it. He didn’t understand the whole house rivalry thing and he was a full year ahead of anyone he knew that’d be joining him. He spent more of his time in trouble for bunking classes than he spent in classes. His magical skills at that point left a lot to be desired. He was disappointed after his first year, but Adam’s parents insisted the next would be better. He’d be joined by his cousin Wyatt.

With the next few years it soon became apparent that there wasn't much the little daredevil wouldn't do and he soon got himself involved in everything and anything dangerous he could reasonably could. He was doing considerably better at school, having created a close bond with his cousin – even if he was a year behind and in a different house.

Adam excelled at school and it wasn’t until his fifth year he had an idea of what he might want to do with his life. With his family, well best-friend, being attacked and turned he knew he wanted to get involved. He was heartbroken that his cousin didn’t return to school or a while but didn’t letter it hinder his studies or ambitions at all.

By the time his seventh and final year rolled around the idea of ever playing Quidditch professionally was out of the picture. While he enjoyed the few years he played for Ravenclaw, it wasn’t anything he wanted to make a career of. He’d broken plenty of bones and his left arm at least a dozen times. With his grades he’d managed to secure himself a job at the Ministry and took his free time to help Wyatt catch up on his studies.

After graduation, Adam started his job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. It wasn’t his dream job, but he was satisfied enough. He wasn’t generally happy that he started at such a lowly job but hopefully in a few years he could work his way up until he was head of a department. He had plans and plenty of things he wanted to change.

Once he was settled in his job and Wyatt was out of school, he did everything he could to get the boy out. He generally understood why his cousin was so sheltered and timid, but he surely wasn’t going to let him live that way. Not while he was around. Whenever he got a decent break from work, he’d hunt down Wyatt and drag him all sorts of ridiculous places. Most of the time it was a struggle but it usually panned out well.

With a few years under his belt, Adam is currently the head of the Werewolf Support Services and well on his way to controlling Werewolf Registry if not the entire Beast Division.

Roleplaying Sample
The day had been long and work-filled. He'd written and signed so many things he could feel his left hand cramping. With all the attacks on muggles and muggleborns, he never had a moment of peace. There were new cases flying in, complaints, threats, etc. This only made his worrying about his cousin worse. When you had the job he did, you knew too much for your own good.

And with all of that, he felt like he was working all the time. He was lucky everyone was so understanding with him. He hardly ever saw anyone, making Adam feel very guilty. He'd apologized to his family numerous times for the extra hours he'd been working and such.

Adam slid on his Ministry robes that he'd slung over her seat. It was too hot for the bloody things. It was summer. These were a few complaints that were swirling around in his head as he exited his cubicle. "See ya," he heard a woman call out. He turned his head briefly and managed a little wave. He wasn't exactly in the mood for conversation that day. The crowds were the worst part of working at the Ministry. Everyone was scurrying to get home. People were coming in and out. It was chaos. He trudged through the enormous amount of people.

[Estelle Séverin]

Your Information
Name: Lisa
Age: 23
Where'd you find us?: Friend

Character Information
Full Name: Estelle Delphine Séverin
Nickname: Elle or Ellie
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: French
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: July 28th
Age: 24
Pet: None
Known Parents: Cosette (42) and Michel Séverin (45)
Known Siblings: Theirn Séverin, age 12.

Wand: 8 inch, rosewood with unicorn and veela hair.
Patronus: peacock
Boggart: cars/death

Appearance
Estelle is very often seen as a very pretty woman. While many can't look past her beauty at first, she still sees herself as just an average girl. She's never tried to take advantage of her looks over the years, at least for nothing aside from flirting. At first glance most notice her golden blonde hair, the waves are natural and it falls to about the middle of her back. Her eyes are a light blue and almost a slight almond shape. The one thing that most guys tend to notice is that she has very full lips, and she's definitely guilty of making out with a few men that liked them.

Her body is one thing that she does take great pride in. She has nice skin and very nice proportions. Elle has never considered herself to be thick but she's not that skinny either, in her eyes she's just right for her age. Her top half is pretty well endowed and her bottom half isn't that bad either. If she had to choose between the two, she'd say her bottom was her better half.

Personality
Unlike other people Estelle is one of those that tends to look on the bright side of things, and likes to keep this as her motto for life, although she tries to ignore worry and trouble that may be in her way as long as she can. She knows that most everything has to be confronted at some point. Worry is part of life but she tends to push it far away until it confronts her. Whenever something gets her down, she constantly reminds herself to look on the bright side.

Elle loves to entertain and be the center of attention, but not because of her looks. She used to getting attention wherever she goes and generally for all the wrong reasons. She'll play it off if she has to, but tries her best to leave those types of situations if she's uncomfortable. She is very lively and uninhabited, always trying to turn a bad situation into a good one. She makes friends easy and most of them tend to be male, most girls see her as a threat. The only females she's ever had treat her normally are the few she went to school with or her coworkers.

Estelle gets along with her parents, but that's only because she keeps her personal life from her mother and father. She got along great with her little sister until the accident, and then she turned inward. She loves her brother and watches out for him so nothing happens to him. Her sister's death became a driving force behind her loyalty and protectiveness. She'd do anything to keep her family safe, and even her friends.

History
The sun could not have shown brighter on the day of July 28th, the daughter of Cosette and Michel Séverin was born at 3:40pm with what her parents say was bells on, kicking and screaming. The day grew to be one of the best days with well-wishers and others giving them their best as the day and week progressed. Estelle was sent home with a clean bill of health and her parents were happy about that.

Estelle was so excited as a two year old to hear that her mother was going to have another baby. The day Lori was born, Ellie couldn't stand it she wanted to play with the baby and dress her up to be her own baby, but her mother and father continued to tell her that she needed to be careful around Lori.

By the age of five she started to show her spunky attitude and love of life, but also her fear of conflict had arose her parents felt as if this fear could hinder her later on in life but sadly at that point in time didn't do anything about it. At age six she had become very active, loving the limelight she found herself seeking it out where ever she went. She continued to grow and show her true colors.

During her ninth year of being alive tragedy hit the Séverin family. Lori and Ellie were playing outside and didn't see the muggle car that was coming down the road. The car didn;t see the seven year old Lori and hit her. Lori's death wasn't instant and it brought a slight darkness to the house of Séverin. Six months after Lori had been admitted to St. Mungo's she passed and the healer said it was a peaceful passing, but this still had a major effect on the personality of the little nine year old girl that was normally so happy.

Years passed and at the age of eleven she received her letter. Beauxbatons had accepted her and this put a smile on her face, she also found out eight months prior that she was going to be a sister again. The week before Estelle was set to head off to Beauxbaton, her mother went into labor and Elle was very happy to find out that she was now the proud sister of a baby boy. They had named Theirn Alan.

Over the next five years Estelle had brightened up, she loved being part of school and doing as much as she could to stay active, both during the times she was in school and during her breaks when she was at home. She loved playing with her brother and found that her connection with him was stronger than ever, and it gave her comfort to know that. During her fifth year she had many friends and she had even started to like one of the boys that she was happy enough to call a friend.

Her mother had stopped working as a professor at the school and her father was told that he would be needed on an assignment that would last a few years in Scotland. Hearing that she would be transferring to Hogwarts she had her doubts that she would ever find anyone to be her friend and the summer before her sixth year she fell into a small depression. She had learned over the years to hide and mask the way she felt about being conflicted.

Her family moved to Hogsmeade Village and bought a nice cottage near the edge of the forest. Little did she know that everything was about to change and get more interesting in her life. The best part of her moving was the day she was in Diagon Alley her friend Stephen, the friend that she had grown the closest to, bumped into her and told her that he would be attending Hogwarts for his 6th and 7th year. This brightened her day to find out that his father had been assigned to the same assignment as her father.

Her sixth year went by without a hitch and she and Stephen grew close as friends though deep down she was starting to feel something a bit more than friends, though she never would have let him know because well she would never want to ruin the friendship that she had. She started dating a Gryffindor a year ahead of her, though her feelings for Stephen never grew any less. She thought that she would be able to prove that she could love someone else.

Her seventh year she had finished her NEWTS and was doing her best, though everything just seemed to stand still in her world. She didn't show it, she took her classes and did her work and even found a bit of time to play on her house Quidditch team. The day she graduated she felt as if she was going to lose part of herself for some reason, but to her surprise she was offered a job at St. Mungo's. She began training immediately after graduating, becoming a full fledged healer with a specialty a year later.

Estelle kept herself busy at the hospital. She felt like spending most of her time there was making a difference in the world. She was never able to protect or save her sister as a child, but now she had to chance to help someone else's loved one. She truly loved her job and worked as many hours as she could. She was loyal to the hospital, perhaps too loyal.

She lost quite a few friends over the first couple of years after graduating, one being her beloved Stephen. While the loss of him in her life upset her at first, she moved on. She made new friends at the hospital, healers and patients alike. And eventually, after a number of short-lived relationships, Estelle would find someone new to grow feelings for.

Roleplaying Sample
Honestly she didn't know what time it was but it seemed to be about one or two in the morning. Her head hung low as she walked through the town of Hogsmeade slow and steady. She was having a hard time walking but forced herself to move forward.

She finally made it to the door of the bar and laid her hand on the door. Looking up she pulled hoping that it would open but nope, nothing. She took a deep breath and feeling somewhat defeated she laid her head with a thud against the door. Ouch... she thought to herself as she pulled back and looked at the cold hard ground.

"I swear," she mumbled before turning around and leaning up against the wall. Sliding down to the ground she pulled her knees up to her chest and sighed once more.

The icy breeze passed her cheek and she pulled her hood a bit tighter around her face so that she wouldn't freeze. Looking at the sky she felt as if she was surrounded by the stars in the sky and wondered if they would ever comfort her again. The chill passed at the same moment a figure rounded the corner, her eyes lay motionless as a fear washed over her body and she tensed. The voice that came after it led her to a pure relaxation as her name escaped the lips of the figure.

[Ernie MacMillan]

Your Information
Name: Chris
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Lisa

Character Information
Full Name: Ernest Matthew MacMillan
Nickname: Ernie
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: British and Scottish
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: May 29th
Age: 16
Pet: None
Known Parents: Dermot and Thelma MacMillan
Known Siblings: None

Wand: Birch, Unicorn Hair and 8 inches.
Patronus: Bore
Boggart: Death

Appearance
Ernie stands at 5’9 and pushing for 5’10. He is lean, but fairly muscular, due to the amount of running that he normally has to do, thanks to the Quidditch team. He has dirty blond, almost a sandy beach color for his hair, which sometimes he cuts short, and has it just spiked up at the front. He has deep blue eyes, that most girls swoon over, but he hardly gives them the time of day. Ernie has a very friendly look about him. He's almost always smiling about some sort.

Personality
Ernie is undoubtedly loyal to his friends. He’d hate to see anything happen to either of them and will do whatever it takes to see them happy. Like most kids his age, he absolutely loves being right all the time. He’ll argue until he feels he’s made his point. Sometimes he might come off as over critical but he can’t help himself. He nitpicks a lot but he knows if it’s a sensitive subject with someone else, he’ll try to keep his feelings to himself even if it kills him inside. He likes always having a plan and structure is very important. He’s definitely not one to do things of the moment and for no real justifiable reason.

Positive Traits: Hardworking, reliable, driven, leader, intelligent, good under pressure.
Negative Traits: Stubborn, negative, pompous, blunt, overprotective.

History
Dermot and Thelma got married right out of Hogwarts and a year later a baby boy was born. They named him Ernest, after Thelma’s father.

Little Ernie never actually got to see his father much. He’d worked his way up to Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Many nights he’d work late. Ernie couldn’t understand why his mother was so angry with his father for the first part of his life. He just thought that his Mommy missed Daddy. It didn’t take long for his two parents to become completely sick of each other. They never actually divorced, though.

At the age of eleven, Ernie was on his way to Hogwarts. He was extremely nervous about it. His hope was to be in Ravenclaw, like his father. To his excitement, he found Hannah Abbot, one of his neighbors and good friends, in one of the compartments on the train. He got a few good chocoloate frog cards out of that ride and was calmed down considerably about the Sorting. Hannah Abbot was the first to be sorted. When the hat shouted “HUFFLEPUFF,” Ernie felt a pang of disappointment for he knew he’d be sorted into Ravenclaw. He just knew it. But he was wrong. Ernie was sorted into the house of Helga Hufflepuff, the house for the students who wouldn’t fit anywhere else.

Ernie meant his two best friends in first year. The first was Hannah, who introduced him to the second, a muggle-born named Justin. Justin Finch-Fletchley had a very different personality than Ernie, as Hannah did, but strangely the three got along swimmingly. They were rarely seen apart. The next couple of years went by with their fair share of ups and downs.

He spent most of his second year despising Harry Potter after the incident with the Dueling Club. He had a mission to tell everyone who would listen that Potter was the heir of Slytherin and a threat. He was upset and you couldn’t really blame him. He was worried for his muggle-born friend, Justin. He and Hannah tried their best to stay with their friend as much as possible, they were determined not to let anything else happen to him. It wasn’t until Hermione Granger turned up petrified as well that Ernie realized his theory was destroyed and apologized to Harry publicly.

Third year was rather uneventful aside from Ernie developing a small crush on his friend which he denied undoubtedly. Fourth year was exciting. The Triwizard tournament was being held at Hogwarts and to top it all off, Cedric Diggory was the Hogwarts champion. Someone from his own house! Of course the whole tournament was shaken by Harry Potter…

By fifth year, everyone knew of what happened at the end of the tournament the year before. Or they at least knew Harry’s side of the story. Voldemort was back and had attempted to kill Diggory. Ernie would have never believed such a thing, but now after years of doubting Harry Potter, he was ready to believe him. The year was stressful, especially for Hannah. During one of their classes together the girl called out that she was too stupid for school. Ernie found this to be completely ridiculous and he ended up getting Justin to help with a pep talk. After a bit of comfort, she was fine. The year ended with the Wizarding World finally discovering the Dark Lord was actually back. He found the Minster to be a complete idiot.

Roleplaying Sample
Ernie was absolutely broken by the fact his best friend had been petrified. He knew he had to keep it all together, especially for Hannah. But it was getting harder by the day. He'd promised they'd meet up in the hospital wing before dinner and check in on Justin, not that he expected anything to have changed in the few hours since the last time they were up there.

He skipped out of class early, wanting to beat Hannah. Ernie needed a few minutes to himself. He couldn't let her see him breaking down as much as he was. Hell, had anyone seen him crying he probably never would have heard the end of it. He kept his back toward the door, hoping that no one would see him or at least it would give him enough time to suck it up.

"You have a visitor," Ernie heard Madam Pomfrey say. He quickly wiped his eyes off on his sleeve before giving himself a few seconds to clear up.

[Elijah Rickard]

Your Information
Name: Lisa
Age: 23
Where'd you find us?: Friend

Character Information
Full Name: Elijah Morgan Rickard
Nickname: Eli
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Half
Nationality: British
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: September 3rd
Age: 18
Pet: Poseidon a two-year old Siamese
Known Parents: Meredith Rickard (34)
Known Siblings: Lucas Rickard (18)

Wand: 11 inches, walnut with a unicorn hair core
Patronus: Wolf
Boggart: Being Alone

Appearance
Eli considers himself to be rather average. He’s 5’11” with brown hair and brown eyes. Average size for an eighteen year old boy who’s played Quidditch for three years with average looks. Eli keeps his hair cut very short and usually just runs a brush through what little hair he does have. The shorter his hair, the easier it is to take care of.

Personality
Eli, whether it be relevant or not, always has something to say on the matter. His favourite thing to do is to talk. The thing is, he's good at it, too, and probably capable of talking a mile a minute, if he put his mind to it. Half of the time he doesn't even mind if you're listening, just as long as he can talk at you. Eli is, quite simply, the polar opposite of his twin brother.

Instead of sitting back and watching an argument unfold, Eli will get involved and try to see where the problem is. Most of the time he's after justice, wanting everything to be resolved through talking and keeping the fisticuffs at bay. He's always honest himself, which can spell trouble for him since he gets into a lot of mischief, whether he means to or not. Luckily for Eli, his gift of the gab comes in handy for talking his way out of detention.

While he doesn't look it, Eli is humble. Don't get him wrong, he loves the limelight and will happily soak in applause of any kind, but one thing he'll try to do is not exaggerate the truth. It can be a task, since when he's talking he tends to ramble off and his words get away from him, but he'll never take credit for something he hasn't done.

A smile. A permanent fixture across Eli's lips as he fully believes that happiness is contagious and wishes to spread it as quickly as possible. He loves laughing, joking, talking, talking some more, and just enjoying himself. Eli will happily associate himself with somebody he's only just met and continue to talk to them rapidly about a random topic of conversation. The more the merrier, is his personal motto, and Eli takes it upon himself to cheer somebody up when they're down.

History
Meredith Rickard was too young to have such a big responsibility. But she found herself pregnant at fifteen and the father absent. His family soon packed up and moved, leaving Meredith alone with a growing belly and no way to properly provide for her unborn child. She quit school, got more hours at her waitressing job and picked up a second job while she could. She fell into growing up well before she should have but she was trying to make it work. For the longest time, only her mother knew, having run to her for advice about it all. It was exactly two weeks and three days after Meredith's sixteenth birthday when she was rushed into the hospital after her water broke at work at the coffee shop she was working at. Even through the shock of it all, she managed to send a message to her mother, letting her know.

A few short hours later that felt like eternity, Meredith gave birth to not one, but two healthy baby boys. Throughout her pregnancy, she’d thought up a dozen different names for both genders since she didn’t have a clue what she was having. But once she lay her brown eyes on her two boys, each wrapped in the blue fleece blanket, she knew immediately, and quickly filled out the paperwork for both, Eli Morgan Rickard and Lucas Jacob Rickard. Her parents helped out a lot since Meredith couldn’t work for the time being. She filled what little time she did have to herself with correspondence work so she could finish school from home. It was easier for her to do anyway, since both Eli and Lucas were a pretty good and slept quite a bit. She cleaned up the house, sat down at the table and worked her way through her last two years of school classes. She tried to have some sort of dinner on the table for her parents when they came home from work.

As a child, Eli loved the outdoors, running around the backyard and at the park. He went fishing with his grandfather, camping ever summer with the entire family. It was a good life. He learned magic from his grandparents and even picked up on the basics of Quidditch and flying fairly early on. Though when his twin wasn’t excelling quite as fast, he didn’t understand why. Lucas was always the odd one out. For a while Eli thought magic was an adult thing, a mysterious talent that only the adults used.

And then he got older, got an acceptance letter and started school. Magic wasn’t an adult thing at all. The first couple of years were as good as any could be, really. He excelled at anything hands-on and had some troubles with other subjects. At that point, it wasn’t anything to worry about. He was still small, so it was easy to believe it was just his active imagination taking over and freeing his mind from the focus it should have had over the numbers and words. Eli managed to get through the first few years of school without much trouble, keeping decent grades.

Thankfully not every class required him to be completely indulged in reading and as he got older, things got a bit easier when learning became more practical and he had his teammates to help him when he struggled. Yes, teammates. He joined the Quidditch team his fifth year and by the end of his sixth, he was quite the star beater.

Eli didn't have many friends in Hogwarts. He spent too much time on the field or in his dorm to really get out there. When he did though, he made friends easily enough, finding common interests in music, food and art. He made most of his friends through Quidditch. He almost never spoke about serious things, or the last book he read, despite constantly reading for the practice. His dyslexia was bad, not as bad as it had been as a child, but still up there on the scale. He could tell the words he used often, his name, pizza and things around the grocery shop but the ones he didn't use often, he had to stop and stare at for too long for his liking. It was a pain, but it was one he could keep well hidden. It didn't matter if some homework took a little longer than it should have. If it only took an hour to do it was impressive.

Roleplaying Sample
Today's work was taking much longer than he'd expected. Maybe because he was partially distracted. It was typical. Eli's mind was all over the place. He had practice in a few hours and three classes with homework due tomorrow. Not to mention he was always thinking about girls. Closing the book that lay in front of him, Eli got up from his failed attempt at studies and left the dorms. He headed outside, not that it was going to do much for him in the matter of gaining back his focus, but usually getting up on a broom for a bit gave him time to clear his mind.

[Kenton Williams]

Your Information
Name: Chris
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Lisa

Character Information
Full Name: Kenton Anton Williams
Nickname: Kent
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Halfblood; werewolf
Nationality: English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: June 21st
Age: 16
Pet: None
Known Parents: Fenrir Greyback and Ronnette Williams
Known Siblings: Analie Corter

Wand: 12 1/4 inches, dragon heartstring core, hawthorn wood.
Patronus: None yet.
Boggart: Uncle, small spaces or both.

Appearance
Kenton stands at around 6 feet tall and has a slim but lean and well defined build. His hair is a dark brown with natural flecks of a paler brown streaked through it. Kenton isn't one for over doing it with his hair, he usually uses a bit of gel to give it some definition but that's about it. He isn't big on trends or having the latest 'IT' wizarding gear. Boots, a pair of jeans, a simple shirt and a dark leather jacket suit him just fine.

Personality
Intelligent, protective, withdrawn and guarded, Kenton is a guy who likes to go about his own business. He isn't what anyone would call a social butterfly and because of this he can come across pretty arrogant to other people. He doesn't care though, it's not like he's out to impress anyone. He's very honest and he hates, hates, hates drama and will avoid it at all costs. As far as he's concerned it's a pain the ass and a waste of time.

History
Growing up, Kenton was a happy and carefree child who was very loved by his mother. They didn't have much, she was a room keeper at the Leaky Cauldron and his father wasn't around, but Kenton didn't mind. Though, the older he got the more often Kenton wondered why his mother never spoke of his father. What was his name? Why wasn't he here? Where had he gone? Each question was answered with a sad smile and a dismissive answer he couldn't quite understand.

At an early age he decided that his father must have been a bad man. Why else wouldn't his mother speak of him? She could lie, say that his father was dead but she didn't. She just closed her eyes, as if it was too hard to speak of and changed the subject. It wasn't until he was nine years old, when his mother passed away that he learned of who his father was. Andrew, his uncle, the man he'd been sent to live with, explained everything. He explained how Fenrir had tricked his mother into an abusive relationship. He explained how, when his mother fell pregnant, his father left. And he also explained that Fenrir was a werewolf, which meant Kenton had werewolf in him too. It was then that Kenton changed from a bright and happy young boy to closed off and distant.

Kenton never quite liked his uncle. When he drank, he grew angry and spiteful. The 'little mongrel' found himself on the receiving end of exceptional violence. It taught him how to take a hit and to never raise his head around the man, but he learnt precious little else. Over time though, he would learn quick fixes and ways of ignoring pain long enough to not let it show, eventually learning basic ways of healing up more apparent injuries, or at least making them less visible to the naked eye.

As it turned out, Andrew had a big problem with what he called 'beasts' and 'half-breeds' like the little mongrel. When his Hogwarts letter came though, he couldn't be happier. Finally, an escape. He spent every break at the school, the more time away from home, the better. He dreaded the summer breaks.

Kenton developed many problems as he got older, almost all caused by his uncle. It was his mood swings that went first, though only ever really around the full moon. And the dreams. Oh god the dreams. The first time it happened, he was pretty sure he woke half the tower and good lord did the rest of the school know about it. It followed him after that, never really leaving him alone. Fears of small spaces kicked in. Loud noises and bright flashes made him jump.

Quidditch became a good way for him to get rid of a lot of aggression. Heights was one of the few things he didn’t seem to have a problem with. In fact, the higher he was up on a broom the farther he felt from his problems.

While he was good at the popular wizarding sport, it wasn’t what Kenton enjoyed most. He excelled at potions and it wasn’t something he knew he was good at until he successfully brewed his own wolfsbane potion after hours. He was planning to work at or perhaps even open his own apothecary after he graduated from school.

Roleplaying Sample
Kenton couldn't believe that not only had he made the team this year, but he'd also been promoted to Quidditch Captain. It wasn't something he would say had been a dream, but, Kent loved the feeling of being responsible for Slytherin's team and bringing them to perfection. He would stop at nothing to get them victories this year. Which was why, in his opinion, it made sense to be out practicing on the pitch before he had to get to his next class. Roughly guessing, he figured he had about an hour and a half or so, which for Kent wasn't ideal, but he was going to do the best that he could with what he had.

After kitting himself out in the usuals to ensure he wouldn't hurt himself, in the odd case that Kent would fall, he grabbed his broom and headed out onto the pitch. He wasn't surprised to see others dotted round in the stands, as well as a few players up in the air. The Slytherin wasn't bothered. He'd keep to himself, as usual, and focus on himself instead of worrying about everybody else. If any other member of the team happened to be there, then he would happily do some practice with them, if they wished to, but Kenton wasn't one to approach people and ask. This was his practice time, anyway. Smoothly sliding onto his broom, Kent gave a quick look around, before shooting up into the air.

[Deleted]

Your Information
Name: Shannon
Age: 22
Where'd you find us?: Friend

Character Information
Full Name: Lucius Abraxas Malfoy
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Blood Type: Pure, of course!
Nationality: British
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: December 21st
Age: 42
Pet: Eagle owl.
Known Parents: Abraxas Malfoy and Gissella Nott
Known Siblings: None
Known Children: Draco Malfoy

Wand: 12 inches, elm with a dragon heartstring core.

Appearance
Lucius Malfoy is tall and rather leanly built. He stands at full height at around 6' 2". He carries himself with a stride that screams arrogance. His appearance is very tailored and elegant. He speaks with a cold and slippery drawl reflective of his personality.

Lucuis has a rather pointed face with sharp chiseled features. He has pale, almost luminescent skin and piercing grey eyes. His lips are thin that rarely curve into a smile and are often found smirking. Silvery blonde hair frames his face, and when not slicked back falls just below his ears. Among his personal effects is a silver ring, embossed with the Malfoy family crest, which he is rarely seen without and his silver headed cane that sheathes his wand, a gift from his father upon his graduation from Hogwarts. Another telltale mark is the dark mark burned upon his inner left forearm.

Personality
Lucius is arrogant, sadistic, possessive and often times manipulative, yet stunningly intelligent. He thrives and delights in his power, and enjoys making those of inferior birth feel, well, inferior. As a pureblood he carries himself with a certain dignity and poise and walks with a stride that in itself shows certain arrogance. He is ambitious, cunning and resourceful, which earned him a spot in the Dark Lord's inner circle. He embodies the traits of the deceased Slytherin founder, Salizar Slytherin -- blood purity, hunger for power at all costs, ambition, and slyness.

A Malfoy is, as all Malfoy's are, cold and calculating and leave no detail unnoticed. He has a knack for the Dark Arts which reflects his want of control and somewhat cruel side. To those he is close to he carries a softer yet still distant demeanor.

Would there ever be a fault in such a perfect specimen? Not in his eyes, but to be more realistic, Lucius Malfoy, although calculating, can sometimes overanalyze the obvious; causing more of a problem then there is to begin with. He has a weakness for those with greater power than he possesses and will bend to their will, hoping to gain their favor. He holds reputations in too high esteem and tends to make snap judgments about people rather than getting to know them and assess their strengths and weaknesses after taking the time to get to know them. He rushes through life, always trying to get ahead. He's terrified of losing power and of failing. In addition, he doesn't want to be alone.

History
Lucius' father, Abraxas Malfoy was raised in a pureblood family that, like himself, was rich as sin. He grew up pampered and spoiled. He was prefect for the Slytherin House in his year, and upon graduating joined the fight with Grindelwald for the "greater good." In addition, he held a position in the ministry in the Department for International Magical Cooperation. His mother, Gissella Nott, had an upbringing similar to that of the Black women. She too was born into wealth and spent her years at school developing a well groomed circle of friends, with which she now throws lavish parties. The two had an arranged marriage to unite two of the largest pureblood families in England. They really didn't mind, seeing as though they held some of the same friends at school and got along well. Lucius came along not long after the vows had been said.

In looks, he took after his mother, taking after his father in temperament and attitude. He had a rather spoiled childhood, getting everything he wanted at the drop of a hat. He loved terrorizing the house elves under his father’s employ and upon receiving his first boom spent most of his time flying around the Malfoy manor grounds.

At Hogwarts, Lucius was a member of a Slytherin group of friends that rivaled the Marauders. In addition to pulling pranks and making their lives miserable, Lucius outshone many in the Dark Arts, and later was skilled in using the Imperius curse. During his education, he became a member of Potions master Horace Slughorn's group of specially-selected students, the Slug Club. By Lucius' seventh year he was an active member of the Death Eaters, having earned a spot based on his father’s reputation, alongside his Slytherin comrades.

A few years after graduation, Lucius married Narcissa Black. The two met during school but their marriage was encouraged by their families. Uniting to very influential pureblood families was nearly indisputable. Shortly after the marriage, their son Draco was born.

Lucius, while one of the most trusted servants to Lord Voldemort, abandoned his side after the Dark Lord’s first fall. He claimed he had been bewitched by Voldemort through the Imperius Curse and had not meant to serve him. Though this explanation was accepted by the Ministry of Magic, some, such as Arthur Weasley, believed it was a lie. Lucius then went on to get a job at the Ministry of Magic and also became one of the twelve Governors of Hogwarts School.

Lucius knew Igor Karkaroff, High-master of Durmstrang Institute and a former Death Eater as well, and considered sending his son to Durmstrang rather than Hogwarts. However, Narcissa did not like the idea of Draco going to school so far away, thus they sent him to Hogwarts.

When Lord Voldemort rose again in the summer of 1995, Malfoy returned to him on his summons, claiming that he had done everything he could all along to find Voldemort and help him rise again. Voldemort believed that Malfoy had not completely renounced his old ways, but mildly doubted his loyalty.

Roleplaying Sample
Lucius Malfoy had emerged from the room underneath the floorboards in the rather grand Malfoy Manor holding the dark artifact that his father had asked him to retrieve. Having resealed the precious chamber, he had fingered the artifact, the stressed metal now bearing his fingerprints. He had glanced around the front hall of the Manor, glaring at the house elf so blatantly staring at him. His mouth taught, he had made his way up the marble staircase towards his father’s study.

The aging man was sitting, facing the fire, his slender and pale hand fingering the silver embossed cane in front of him. He was waiting for the return of his only child. The cold eyes turned towards the heavy maple door as it opened with a slight creak.

"No, No Lucius. I want you to bring it to Borgin and Burkes when you head off to Diagon Alley to purchase your school supplies." Abraxas Malfoy turned once again towards the fire, snapping his fingers to summon a house elf. "Tell Borgin it's from me and that you'll take nothing less than eighty five galleons for it, understood?" At Lucius's nod, he, with a wave of his hand, dismissed his son and turned to give orders to the cowering house elf.

So there he stood, among the desolate and the scum of the earth, as they stared at him, with their blood shot eyes and their rotted teeth begging for a sickle. Knockturn Alley. The entrance to the street was narrow, and Lucius avoided any contact with one "less fortunate" so as not to dirty his robes. He strode, his nose turned up, a permanent sneer on his face, as he made his way down the windy streets towards Borgin and Burkes passing dark and thankless shops on his way.

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Your Information
Name: Lisa
Age: 23
Where'd you find us?: Friend

Character Information
Full Name: Karina Alana Yaxley
Nickname: Kari
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pureblood
Nationality: English
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: April 5th
Age: 26
Pet: Siamese cat named Nemesis
Known Parents: Apollo Yaxley and Thalia Yaxley
Known Siblings: None

Wand: 10 1/4" inches, cherry wood with a unicorn tail hair core.

Appearance
Karina stands 5' 6" above the ground and has slightly curly, waist-length dark brown hair. Her complexion is thin yet well proportionate and her skin is fair and delicate, giving her an almost porcelain-doll appearance.

Regarding her clothing, Karina only wears the finest and most expensive ones that money can buy. She has too many of everything; including dresses, shoes, bags and jewelry, yet it never seems enough for the brunette. Due to her vanity she cannot leave the house without applying some makeup to bring color to her pale features and rosy lips. Her appearance is usually flawless, always reaching the standards set by her family.

Personality
As a result of her education and heritage, Karina believes she's better than everyone else around her and enjoys making others miserable whenever she can. Kari might seem fragile, harmless, and innocent but behind her mask of beauty lies an extremely arrogant and cunning, young woman. She's an expert when it comes to charm people, capable of making them believe anything she wants, and won't stop until obtaining, by doing the unthinkable if necessary, what her heart desires. It's rather simple for the woman: if she wants it, she'll have it. If someone is in her way, she will crush him/her without a second thought.

However, when it comes to friendships Kari doesn't show such a brutal behavior. She's approachable and supportive, though it only applies to purebloods, with her friends and a fierce ally to have. Most people have come to think the young woman has no heart, barely human some even said, but the truth is that Karina has a softer side to balance her icy demeanor. Only shown under strict confidence, her human side is a fragile one and it have taken about four years to accept she isn’t perfect and that she has flaws. Until today, only one person has seen the real woman hidden behind the mask of perfection and only a couple have seen glimpses of it.

Her strengths are her beauty, she's very conscious of it, and her good acting skills: she's the ultimate performer and that peculiar skill earned the title of Drama Queen when she attended Hogwarts. Karina is never the type to act without thinking first, often taking more time than others would to achieve her goals. No decision is taken lightly, not even those that might seem silly and so easy to decide. She claims not to have a weakness but, unfortunately, she have one huge weakness: an extreme confidence. The confidence she has in herself is the root to all her problems. When her ego is wounded, Kari loses focus and is prone to suffer from serious depressions. Thankfully, with her ego so high above the ground, those episodes are quite rare. Nasty comments just bruise her ego a little and soon those injuries are healed when she attacks in return.

History
Karina, named after a nymph, is the first born and only child to Thalia and Apollo Yaxley. As an only child Karina was given all the comforts money can buy. Her family, a wealthy pureblood family, granted her every desire... completely unaware of the little monster they were creating. If little Karina wasn't given what she asked for, she was capable of throwing a major tantrum worth an award. Even at such tender age, the dark-haired girl came to understand she could obtain all she wanted by pushing all the right buttons. A little of crying, a little of pouting, and a little of longing looks under bating eyelashes did the trick with her two unfortunate parents... always.

As expected, at age eleven, Karina made her journey to school and was sorted into the Slytherin House. Friendships came along, though she chosen them carefully and she soon discovered her wonderful gift didn't only apply to her parents. She had the same charm with the ones around her. However, she decided to make use of her charm to mainly crush her enemies. Her friends, the ones Karina trusted and cared about, were her allies and she only made use of her gifts in order to help them achieved whatever they wanted. It was more than obvious, since day one, to be very careful when crossing her path. If someone earned her dislike, she was prone to madly hate them until her very last breath.

In regards to her studies, Karina was always a good student. She wasn't the best, or wanted to be the best, and was perfectly happy with it. If she would have wanted, she could have done better... but why bother. Being the girly girl she is, Karina never engaged in Quidditch or any other activity that demanded too much effort from her part, but she had to admit she never missed a game since her first day at Hogwarts. Well, she didn’t like the sports but she did like the boys. Soon after her graduation, Karina attempted to follow her father’s footsteps and tried to join the Death Eaters but her mother opposed to it stubbornly saying she won’t follow that path without first marrying into a good and wealthy family. Disappointed, but not about to quit her dream any time soon, the woman dedicated her time to gain knowledge in the field of the Dark Arts and began a relationship with Walden Macnair. A few months later, the couple engaged. She soon gained her mother’s approval and pledged her alliance to the Dark Lord. Despite the difference in age, Karina and Walden's relationship has withheld the test of time.

Roleplaying Sample
Karina, not in vain named "the most beautiful", was quite pleased with herself when she managed to attract Walden's complete attention towards her as she stood in the doorway. He has even smiled. Not that Walden haven't smile at her before but he wasn't really the type too smile too often. The brunette liked to be known for her beauty but the opinions of most people didn't matter as much as Walden’s.

"Good evening," she said, not really surprised to notice the lack of malice in his tone of voice. It was pretty much like the lack of arrogance in hers. Kari didn't like to admit it openly but if there was anyone capable of bringing up her human side that someone was him. It was as if the cold mask of arrogance was pushed aside when she was in his presence. The following smile did surprise her a little. It was the second smile in less than two minutes. Well, she must be doing something right. The smile suited him, though she wouldn't share such comment, and it made her feel like smiling too… which she did in response without much thought about it.

"I believe I saw them on my way out," she said, standing by his side. "They looked busy and certainly up to no good." Karina was glad to know Walden was just looking for a different type of company this evening. Lucius was certainly plotting their next adventure, adventure that will certainly include the ruin of someone’s life. She didn't mind, she usually take part of it, but once in a while it was nice to just stop making evil plans and simply enjoy the company of a friend. Tonight, she actually felt more attracted to spend time with Walden. Evil plots could always wait until tomorrow morning.

The Death Eater's eyes studied her quickly, she didn't miss it, and Kari felt slightly nervous about it. What he was doing? She loved to be the object of desire but it wasn't still clear on which ground they were standing. They knew, people knew, there wasn't just friendship. There was something that involved deeper and more human feelings. It wasn't just a physical attraction. The two of them shared the same thoughts and ideals. It was almost as if they could read each other's minds. People were usually scared when the two walked together. They were the type of people everyone loved to hate and fear.

"I hope not," Kari replied, sitting by his side in the window sill. She was rather small so there was plenty of room left. "You didn't send for me to read all night, did you?" she asked, with a little girly laugh. "Though, if you did you could at least share your book with me." There was no harsh tone. It was only a gentle teasing from her side.

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Your Information
Name: Sarah
Age: 20
Where'd you find us?: Lisa

Character Information
Full Name: Tammin Edmée Charbonneau
Nickname: None, please.
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pure
Nationality: French
Orientation: Heterosexual

Birthdate: April 14
Age: 34
Pet: None
Known Parents: Amelia Charbonneau and Richard Charbonneau
Known Siblings: Zoé Charbonneau (30)

Wand: Aspen, 15 inches, unicorn hair core.
Patronus: (optional)
Boggart: (optional)

Appearance
Tammin stands at approximately five feet and seven inches, making her of average height. She’s been the same height since the summer between her fourth and fifth years of school, when she grew a staggering four inches in a few months. At 145lbs, she is naturally curvaceous, preferring her fuller figure to the stick thin women she sees around. She has never been one to constantly watch her weight but finds that having a balanced diet and partaking in light exercise a couple of times a week gives her the confidence to be comfortable in her own skin.

Tammin's hair is naturally dark brown and has a deep red tint in sunlight, though she occasionally dyes it darkest brown for a little variety. Though it has been as long as to fall to the middle of her back, she prefers to wear it just past her shoulders as she finds it more manageable. It has a natural curl that she adores but has been known to pull it straight for special occasions, adding a few inches in length. She most often wears her hair parted to the side with long layers framing her face, though does have a fringe cut into the front when the mood strikes.

Tammin feels that her eyes are one of her best physical features. They are large, perhaps a little too large for her face, and dominate her face making them one of the things that people tend to notice about her first. They are heavy lidded and almond shaped, and a pale hazel color that appear to hold a green tint in certain lights. Lined with thick black lashes, she likes to surround them with smoky grey shadow and a slick of liner for emphasis.

Her face is oval shaped and she has prominent cheekbones adding a severity to her otherwise soft features. Her eyebrows, which are a couple of shades darker than her hair, are heavy and dramatically arched, perfectly framing her face and drawing the onlooker into her eyes. Tammin has full, bee stung lips that almost always have a covering of gloss, and her straight, slightly bulbous nose has a bump on its bridge thanks to a Quidditch accident in her youth. A true French rose, Tammin's skin is fairly pale but holds a healthy glow.

Tammin's style can be summed up as smart-casual. She’s never been one for dressing up unless there's a good cause, instead preferring to wear comfortable yet stylish jeans and shirts or sweaters. However, when she does have an occasion to dress up for, she scrubs up very well indeed. In those instances, she likes to wear figure hugging dresses which accentuate her curvy figure, though they are usually knee-length or longer. Tammin believes that something should be left to the imagination. Whatever she wears, Tammin favors simple, bold colors, finding that she looks particularly appealing in rich reds, greens, white and, of course, black.

Personality
Tammin is many things but not pure evil. A better description would be that she has been tormented into a world that never belonged to her. The first thing that is important to know is that she is aloof and very distant from other people. She has no interest in befriending them and certainly does not want a relationship. However, a bit of fun now and then will suffice. Her coldness could easily be described as a defense mechanism. Her lack of will to interact with people has made her one of the Dark Lord's spies rather than one of his members of a hunting pack. She prefers it this way. She has no real lust for blood but will kill if she has no other choice.

Tammin can be described as tense. She is always on edge and for good reason. After all, she is in with the blood thirsty psychos. She often waked up in the middle of the night with an anxiety attack. Blue rings under her eyes are echoes of the evenings she could not sleep at all. Her tense nature makes her double check everything and details never escape her. It’s a rather good way to go about things due to who her master is. She also tends to be a bit irritable and snappy with other Death Eaters, especially if they get in her way. She has a sharp tongue and a good sense of humor.

Tammin is fierce and ferocious. She believes that the ends sometimes justify the means. She does not pay much attention to collateral damage as there is always quite a bit of it. So long as the damage will not cause her trouble, she is fine to cause havoc. It is advisable never to get on her bad side as her dark side is just as dark as her light side is light.

She is a person of paradox. While she can be cruel, aloof, cold and fierce she is also very sensitive. She picks up on peoples around her mood and feelings. She also feels thing very intensely and a lot of the time is actually depressed. In an ideal world, she would not be a Death Eater. However, she was caught in this world and now she must cope. She also can be very kind. However, it’s up to you to figure out when and how to ignite this emotion. She is very passionate about what she believes but under the darkness, this fire has been somewhat squashed.

Those whom Tammin does love, she loves them unconditionally and fiercely. However, the only person she still loves is her sister, Zoé, who managed to escape the clutches of the Dark Lord.

Even though she is aloof, she has no qualms about using her body to get her way, with either men or women. She supposes that she already feels worthless so such defilement is just another brick in the wall. Sensual and passionate, she has the power to make most men swoon.

History
Tammin was born in France, far from her other relatives. Richard was the older of the two siblings and was the last to find a wife. He married a French witch from a well-known pureblood family. From her was born Tammin, and her younger sister Zoé. The two girls were adored by both their parents and were very spoiled. Tammin was the more intelligent of the two and Zoé was the more beautiful. They lived in a small cottage in the South of France Tammin was ten. However, tragedy struck. Her parents were killed by a group of rouge wizards. The last thing her father did was to grab Tammin and Zoé and apparate to England. He died on the shore of Dover beach.

Utterly unprepared, Tammin found herself the sole guardian of her little sister who was seven at the time. Muggle authorities picked up both of the girls and placed them in an orphanage near the sea. Suffice to say, both girls were very unhappy. Neither of them spoke much English and refused to learn it. Later that year, a strange man turned up, giving her the letter of acceptance to Hogwarts.

Tammin was sorted into Ravenclaw and quickly proved to be a smart, capable learner. When Zoé was accepted to Hogwarts she was sorted into Hufflepuff. Her kind nature and ability to make friends made the badgers seem to be the right place for her. Tammin was very disappointed to see her sister be split from her; however, their bond did not weaken. Zoé made many friends and was a social butterfly while Tammin remained top of her year and pretty much alone.

Soon after Tammin left Hogwarts, she became the professor of Ancient Runes at Beauxbaton Academy of Magic. A short year or so later, she became inducted and joined the Death Eaters. Once a fairly pleasant girl, she became cold and cruel in order to save some part of herself from experiencing her misfortune. The part of her that once loved the addition of power and knowledge has slowly grown to hate not only the Dark Lord but her fellow Death Eaters as well.

Now with the things heating up and the second war imminent, Tammin resigned from her job at Beauxbaton in hopes of finding one closer to Wizarding London where her sister currently resides. She knows as long as she is around, her sister is safe and she’ll do anything in her power to keep it that way. She isn’t above seducing anyone to get what she wants.

Roleplaying Sample
If it was exciting to be there again? Yes, it was. The last days had been so overwhelming that the woman in search just didn't have time to continue her search for clues. From being accepted to be the new Ancient Runes professor at Beauxbaton, to choose books for her classes and prepare the lessons, Tammin just didn't have time to continue her quest. Even though, she was excited with the whole idea of being a teacher, especially of a subject she always loved so much, she felt guilty for basically leaving her sister on the back burner. 'I'm so sorry Zoe… but this is important to me and it is all for you.' She thought to herself, while she walked down the brick road heading toward the Academy for her first official meeting with the Headmaster.

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Your Information
Name: Chelsea
Age: 20
Where'd you find us?: PB

Character Information
Full Name: Dahlia Diedre Dolohov
Nickname: DeeDee by very close friends.
Gender: Female
Blood Type: Pureblood
Nationality: English and Russian
Orientation: Bisexual

Birthdate: September 17
Age: 24
Pet: None.
Known Parents: Antonin Dolohov and Helena Posey
Known Siblings: None.

Wand: Yew wood, 10 inches, basilisk skin core.
Patronus: (optional)
Boggart: (optional)

Appearance
For the most part, Dahlia is an unkempt person. Her hair is a wavy, black mess and her clothes are full of wrinkles, but most can't tell because she wears black a lot. The gray eyes of this witch are cold and calculating and even though she stands at 5'5" and has a delicate frame, she is still very dangerous. Don't take her lightly.

Personality
Dahlia is a twenty-four year old madam with an unhealthy diet of death in her life. No, she's nothing like Bellatrix Lestrange, her methods of torture are quite the opposite. But she does similarly take pleasure from torturing, like her fellow death eater. She is cool, nonchalant and quite otherworldly. She relishes the notion of pain as much as she relishes painting a vision of cruelty - so, a lot. The artistic side in her comes from her mother, who she's seen with a paintbrush in her hand from time to time. She doesn't possess your typical artist's temperament though. She's patient and with a gentle voice will wait calmly.

Not the most organized person but she can handle being given tasks. She completes her jobs with ease and is obedient to those whose side she is on. She will carry things out without objection and usually without a question. Easily tricked sometimes, Dahlia can be rather gullible, thought when she finds out she's been tricked it doesn't make her angry; annoyed but not much more, and she takes it in her stride and moves on. Dahlia started getting visions from an early age which remove her from her surroundings and take her into a world of her own. When a vision is being shown her, she can sit in a trance-like state for a couple of hours, her eyelids flickering as she makes slight moaning sounds. When she comes out of a vision she can sometimes feel the emotions of the people in the vision, but with time these pass away. She is a rather skilled Occlumens and a seer.

History
Dahlia arrived as the first and only child to Antonin and Helena Dolohov. Her mother was then the Head of the Wizengamot and kept the wand of the previous Head of the Wizengamot, whose dead hand her husband had pried it from, on the mantle piece in their country manor. But all hell ensued and Helena Dolohov was pushed out of the Ministry and back to her country manor, which she had to rent out to stop herself and her child from starving whilst her father was in prison. This part of Dahlia's childhood was unsatisfactory to her mother but the girl herself didn't place an enormous amount of importance to material goods so she was fine with living in an annex off their manor.

Her mother scraped together enough for Dahlia to attend Beauxbatons in France. Dahlia's years there left her well-learned in Defense Against the Dark Arts but not the Dark Arts themselves. She learned that partly from her mother, but mainly a few of her cousins and her father’s friends who hadn't been imprisoned. They were surprised at how quickly she sister picked up the Unforgivable curses, needing hardly any time to conjure up a strong enough emotion to kill. Dahlia terrorized Beauxbatons with silent and subtle threats, undercover torturing and the license to kill. The day that Dahlia graduated, she was mainly upset her father wasn't around. She made it a point to follow his ways and eventually find a way to help him escape. The day that Antonin Dolohov and several other death eaters broke out of Azkaban was quite easily one of her happiest days. Dahlia was glad she was part of the new generation of death eaters.

The Russian has not settled down, death eater business takes her practically everywhere and so she's not had the time. Her country manor has however, been restored of course to the Dolohovs and she frequents it when she can. She is a loyal death eater, the instructions she is given are never disobeyed. She is known to have visions from time to time and the Dark Lord makes use of them.

Roleplaying Sample
As soon as Dahlia felt a prick on her left arm, her fingers instantaneously reached out to touch the Dark Mark residing there. She followed the Dark Lord's orders without hesitation. Lateness was an eventuality he despised though he was able to take pleasure from the punishment he doled out for this mistake. Dahlia's long waves were helpless against the wind, flashing across her face in a blind rage. She hitched them behind her ears and blinked.

Upon arriving she saw there was only one other member present. There was no point is asking whether Snape knew why Voldemort had called them here, she'd find out soon enough anyway. But she was pretty sure that he knew. He was one of the Dark Lord's closest minions, maybe the closest. He would know. She clutched her arms around her body, shielding it from the incessant wind that was billowing around them.