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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 12:48 am
ψψψ Āđëŀå Ĥěīđ ٶٶٶ
 
Adela Lorelei Heid
| 6th Year |
| Ravenclaw |
”Even a pencil can defeat a sword,
if used properly and put to the right tests.” [[schedule will be posted here]]
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 1:33 am
 [In a world far away I‘m] Lily Wong [I am listed as] Adela || Lorelei || Heid [I‘m known as] Adela or Lori, [but sometimes they call me] Delia, Yodeler, and Addy. [I‘ve been said to be] stuck up and mean, even icy at times. They believe me to be a distant goody-goody and uninterested with anything. [But really I‘m] just really into my studies and learning. I like a little quiet, and, okay, I do think I‘m pretty but I‘m not too good for most anyone. I like to see myself as an observer. [Genetics say] that I am a girl, [and yes, I like] boys [I reside with the] Ravenclaws [I came about] during the winter-time: January 12 [and fall under the constellation] of the earth-elemented Capricorn. [My existence has been] sixteen years and going, with time‘s everlasting flow. [With those who fly] I have spent 6 years. [I was raised by] my mother, Liesel Edda Heid, and Kurt Rainer Heid, [who so happen to be] of half and noble blood. [My wand is] 11 ¼ [inches, and from] the healing and renewing birch [which, unusually, has] a hippogriff talon as its core. Creatures that demand, in some form or another, respect. [If I cast a patronus,] a wondrous hawk would emanate from my wand.[My loyal companion] is a tawny owl [named] Zelda and she looks like this: x [Pertaining to the Wizarding Sport] I play as the left beater. I am stronger than you think. [I appear] at first glance standing five foot six inches with a slim build. I‘m a little taller than most girls, and it has been suggested to me that I should model because of this. Many also notice that my hair is long--reaching to roughly halfway down my back. My hair has two general colors: it is naturally brown, however, I bleach it every spring (usually later in the season) and keep it that way through summer, then let it return to brown for fall and winter. This gives me a more seasonal appearance that I‘ve come to enjoy. My skin is white, and tans in the sun when it is warm. My muscles are also toned, but not too obvious.
Look a little harder and you will find my eyes are a very light, misty blue color that can be pure ice, have a tint of green, or may have grey mixed in. The slight tint will change depending on my mood, so this is an easy way to tell what I‘m feeling if you study me. I also do not have normal bangs, but two thin parts on the side that come to an inch below my chin. My make-up most days is a light pink blush, mascara (usually no eyeliner), a light pink lipgloss or a medium red-pink lipstick, and pink eyeshadow. It makes me feel airy. You may also find during those rare times my ears are exposed that I have very generic, simple diamond earrings, which I wear every day.  [Reflecting on memories] I was born in Germany, I was told. It is plausible, as my parents have heavy accents and I myself speak some German I learned from my household. I have memories, though they are few and stretched out. I moved away when I was seven or eight if I recall correctly. There are some things that I do remember, but more than anything the feel of it and the scenery that surrounded me.
My parents were nobles when we still lived in Germany. I know this because of how I was raised. I remember the fuss over my appearance and over my behaviour; to learn, practice, and use my good manners even when I felt most pressed to do otherwise. Because of their apparently ‘celebrity status‘ or the like, they insisted on a private and peaceful home to drain out the noise of the world outside our walls. But I remember things better.
I remember times, most likely when my parents were very busy, when I stayed with relatives out in the countryside. It was very beautiful, hilly and green, and the morning mist made everything right it seemed. The feel, look and smell of it. They raised horses, I know, because I have a picture of me with Azarath and Icolo, the Brumby pair. I told them the names were strange, and they said it was because they were foreign. They taught me how to feed, massage, clean, ride, birth, nurse, and just about anything else you could think of that pertains to horses. Those are my most prized memories.
The time had come, to my dismay at the time, for us to leave the Fatherland. I don‘t remember much from when we first moved to the UK other than my schoolmates ignoring me for my strange accent and the fact that I was knew. It hurt at first, but I had come to accept it. Nobody‘s perfect. Even so, there was much imperfection in that class if they all felt the need to ignore me. So I studied hard and read books and did well in school to receive awards. A bland, but rewarding life, and it pleased my parents.
I still remember, though, the day I received my letter to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My parents were so proud of me, I‘d never seen them so happy in my life. It was another of my happiest memories. My parents were afraid I‘d had no magic in my blood because I never caused instances around them or around anyone else that would bring attention unto myself. I guess I was sort of lucky in that aspect. Arriving at the school and getting sorted was nerve-wracking, but it was like having another home. And not everyone alienated me here, a few talked to me, though most still found me strange. I played some Quidditch and now I‘m in my sixth year, choosing my classes to help push towards a brighter future in God knows what.  [I am who I am] and there‘s not a whole lot one can do about it. At least, not on one‘s own and not in a fast, drastic way that will have a lasting affect. Despite my departure from my noble home and my coming into a world I better understand and feel comfortable in, I still find myself a complete book worm. I never really understood why, but I‘ve always loved to read--though I‘m suspecting the reason being that through text I have my own set of imaginary friends. It‘s rather embarrassing. I‘ve also come to find that I‘m still very quiet much of the time, in my tones, and my movements.
There has been a little change, however. I have become more confident in myself. I try reaching out to others more than I used to and I take pride in how I look. When I‘m having a bad day, which I sometimes do, I find is the day I‘m quieter, but in a more lethal sense. I can seem calm and my voice low, but the words I unleash have been known to be cruel, which has put a few blotches on my record. I never said I was perfect. I really like my quiet. This may have been home-raised, but it is a part of me. If I‘m trying to study or listen to the teacher, I‘d appreciate it if you could not disrupt me. Disrupting me during these times is another peeve of mine that may bring less than nice utterances from me, and I apologize ahead of time.
I am an observer, I like to watch others. It‘s a way to get to know people and how they function, and if you learn how a person ticks, you learn how they process information and how it may be skewed to their opinions. I like being able to become closer to the truth, but I‘m nowhere near good enough to actually apply this yet. I‘m getting there. By observing, as well, I find that my curiosity needs me to not ask questions so much. This leads to less of an annoyance on that aspect, but sometimes pins me as a know-it-all since they aren‘t sure how I get my information.
I am also a thinker, and try and take in multiple scenarios before making my decisions. I‘m not cemented into this ideology, though I do try and make good use of it whenever I can. I feel it‘s better to go for the greater good, the lesser evil, however you would like to put it, action and solution to come out with the best result I possibly can.
Something I try and do, but often fail at: making friends. I don‘t care what others say, it‘s really not that easy. First you have to get past the stranger barrier, and hopefully not in a negatively impacting way. Then you have to be careful of where you step or push, but if you‘re too careful people think you insulting or uncaring or disinterested. I mean really! Why is it so difficult? And then if schedules don‘t match up or if some quarrel down the line of “People I Know“ happens, they‘ll just ditch you. Friendship is something I need practice in. At least, though, with few friends you know which are real and which aren‘t. It's a flaw.
 So because of this, I end up spending a lot of my time alone. As I said before, I usually end up reading quiet a lot, or I'm observing people. Observing the world around me. Sometimes I'll just sit there and think about things, and what if they'd gone this way or that, and how there's nothing I can do now to change it. But I can't always sit there or observe others; I gets restless sometimes. So I'll go and take a stroll around the grounds or do some practice flying over at the Quidditch pitch. Though usually if I do that, I'll take someone with me--whether they're on the team or just trying to learn to fly.
With people I try to be the person that they can always come to for a chat. I like to make myself seem open and available so that they have someone that they can talk their stresses and worries away on. I don't always have answers for their problems, but I try and help best I can. And if nothing else, I try and give them another point of view, to see if they will understand it and if it will help them a little more.
I am generally quiet in conversations--I never seem to have a whole lot to say. I want to be the one who can gab forever sometimes, but it's really not just in me unless I'm feeling like I want to put in the effort. If I'm feeling like I want to go and really put myself out there to attempt to become more confident and out there. Depending on how I'm feeling, I'm either very straightforward or I'll beat around the bush to the point where sometimes people don't know where the bush is. This has been known to be a flaw of mine.
For instance, one time this girl, I will say no names, that I don't exactly fancy asked me why she couldn't get a date. I simply told her that because of her various relationships and her openness, some people thought of her to be a strumpet. And in my opinion, she was more a bit loose, but I said it because I'd had a really bad day and it was honestly my, and a few others' who were ranting's opinion, and she was one of those people that always got on my nerves.
Another case, similar scenario, a girl who didn't have much confidence in herself, and she was one of those really nice girls who didn't go around yelling at anyone or playing horrendous pranks and such, and I was having a good day though I probably would have given the same answer anyway, was wondering why she couldn't get a boyfriend. I told her that maybe they were just nervous about asking her, and that if she liked someone, that she should take a deep, calming breath and ask them herself. There wasn't any real reason for someone not to like her, in my opinion. She was just a little shy. Within a week she was steady with the boy she liked, who happened to have had a secret crush on her for quite awhile.
And, as I also earlier stated, I can be quite rude sometimes. I don't enjoy being rude, but sometimes I just can't help myself. Like, if I'm really into a good book or trying to concentrate on a lesson, or doing my homework, and you're being very disruptive of it, depending where I am I'll either snap at you then or there, quietly threaten you with something I know I can pin on you, or wait until a better time like passing period and take it up with you. I don't act any better with bullies. Usually I can take it with no problem unless I'm in a particular mood, but I've got words in my mouth for you, trust me. And if I see someone bullying someone else, I'll wait and see how they handle it, and if it gets to being really awful, I'm come right up to you and give you a piece of my mind.
 And romance? Usually I say no thank you. I mean, I have dated before, but honestly I just wasn't all that interested in doing so. I know it's a flaw and it's wrong, but they seemed to like me and I didn't have the heart to turn them down, so I dated them. I guess it's what you call a pity date? I don't know. But yeah, relationships like that just don't appeal to me that much. My opinion will probably change when I'm older, and I hope that it won't be too late by then, but I just don't really get the whole interest in it. I mean, sure I've had crushes, but it never bothered me not telling anyone.
Short story, not many people really like me because I can be cruel or because I'll really snap, I'll get up in your face whether or not I'm in the situation involved, or I'm just too quiet or dull for most people to handle. Or, in some cases, I'm simply not interested. And sometimes when I get really annoyed or emotional, I will start yelling in German and no one can understand me and they think I'm weird. Stupid flaw, I need to really work on it. I do have a few friends, and some good-natured acquaintances through advice and listening and similar interests, and I'm happy with that. It tends that if you have a smaller group of friends, then they're more genuine anyway.
So anyway, my schoolwork is usually really good. I'd be disappointing myself, and especially my parents would which disappoint me even more, if I let my grades be less than the best I could put out. So I'm always trying very hard on my schoolwork. Besides, if I got bad grades and the press got a hold of that news, my parents would be in a lot of hot water. As a noble, I have to be the best, and sometimes I really don't like it, but I need to be prepared for the world that is out there. So I'm usually done with it in class, but sometimes end up with homework anyway, which unless there's a game, is done that night. [Pleasers] for me are obvious if you know me at all. Books will always make me happy, so long as they are not a prank or on some completely obscene topic like “10 good ways to sail your way through class” or “5 ways to pick up a girl.” I find these immature, but I suppose some people get their kicks out of them. Being from Germany, I love dark chocolate. I would almost die for a box of dark chocolates. And caramels too, I fancy those. I’m not too big on my sugars, however. I enjoy carrots and celery and chicken and many fruit. Just less so on the tropical variety. I really enjoy photography and like to see what people put together. In fact, I’m trying to learn how to scrapbook with the help of my schoolmates. Anything horses is a wonderful memory of my past and my favorite color is green.
A list of my friends: [And Downers.] I have a few of these. As stated before, anyone who is disruptive, whether to a person or to my learning purposes, is someone I don’t fancy. And this includes those who are disruptive through their gadgets, as there are a few who are so cowardly that they can’t seem to do it themselves. A few should be thankful I haven’t tracked them down. People who also feel the need to put others down for sheer enjoyment or to try and prove how “smooth” they can be are a pain as well. Destroying property is also a rather large no-no in my book and I’m not big on animal cruelty either. I’m allergic to seafood and the only chocolates I like are dark and white. None of that cheap American milk chocolate for me, thank you.
A list of my enemies: [A few tidbits] that need to be collected are still around. I listen to classical or foreign music almost always when I opt to listen. I like to observe people as they draw, for it is nearly always beautiful: especially compared to my awful hand. I believe House Elves should be employed, not enslaved, and I would like to see my Hogwarts education be put to help agriculture. Updated: November 28, 2008
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 1:45 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 1:49 am
The Meter  LoveYou catch me eye (harmless little flirt)
<3
A flutter, in more than one place (Your crush on Adela)
<3 <3
Trying to make time for you (Adela's crush on you)
<3 <3 <3
Can't get you out of my head (dating)
<3 <3<3 <3
I'll never leave you (in love)
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3  FriendsYou look familiar...☺We give advice and study☺ ☺Sharing secrets ☺ ☺ ☺You're family to me ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺Only one I can trust☺ ☺ ☺ ☺ ☺EnemiesYou're irritating
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Simply jealous
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Get off my back
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I dream of hexing you
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Complete and total utter loathing
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 2:16 am
The code *Please pm your filled out code. Entitle the pm "Noble Code" so I know what it is and who it's for.[size=9][b]Name:[/b] [color=YOURCOLOR][/color]
[b]Year:[/b]
[b]House:[/b]
[b]Relationship:[/b] (list the different types)
[b]What you think of Adela:[/b] (can be written in 1st or 3rd person)
[b]History, if any:[/b]
[b]Plot ideas:[/b][/size] In my head, you're...  Faculty[Professor McGonagall, Transfiguration]
[Professor Snape, Potions] Gryffindors[Lillian Austen]
[Sun Bae]
[Adelaide Burkley [Alice!]]
[Jane Driscoll]
[Leigh Guidry]
[Skander McHale]
[Brianna Porter [Cammie]
[William Raines]
[Juliet Setterfield]
[Lorraine Shaw [Lori]]
[Myranda Summers]
[Bailey Ann Thompson]
[Eriol Turner [Eli]]
[Fidelious Violino [Fig]]
[George Weasley]
[Oliver Wood]
[Emmit Yates [Glenn]] Hufflepuff[Mackenzie Alexanders [Mac/Kenzie]]
[Jamie Austen]
[Sirius Austen]
[Elvis McKay (Barrett)]
[Joanne Batten] I like that Joanne's not afraid to get her clothes covered in dirt, because most girls wouldn't dare to do that. She seems overly happy sometimes.
[Jin Choi]
[Eleanor Davis]
[Cedric Diggory]
[Dominic Gellar]
[Elayne Harkin]
[Julian "Mac" MacGregor]
[Mary Perison]
[Rainbow Peterson (Rainey)]
[Shawn Porter (Ry)] 
[Shaynne Randle [Hollywood]]
[Andromeda Reinhardt]
[Richard "Rick" Samuels]
[Amber Wolfsten]
[Athenadora Zakarova]
[Quinton Zsarcaspian] Ravenclaws[Drake Alexander] Sep 2: He mistook Julian for being at a place in which he wasn't twice. He's either too excited or his vision isn't off. It wouldn't hurt for him to pay more attention, but he seems pretty nice.
[Layla Alexander]
[Dagfinn Andor] Poor guy, I feel bad whenever I stand up next to him becuase he's an inch and a half shorter than me and people pick on him for his smaller height. He's actually fairly optimistic and friendly, but not extremely so, so I'm not as intimidated to talk to him. But he does have the occasional 'eye-for-an-eye' attitude, which can be bothersome, but no one's perfect. I'm also impressed by his athletic ability in muggle sports--I don't really have any.
[Zaidin Berkeley] Sep 1: He seems more than a bit angry. Cruel, almost. I think I'll avoid him.
[Angelica Carrington [Angie]] Angelica isn't like most girls in our room. She's a partier and does whatever she wants, somehow without the teachers ever finding out. She tries pleasing people, but irritates them to no end at the same time. I'm not quite sure what to think of her. But for the time, I don't really like how free she is with herself.
[Sara-Fleur Delacour]
[Myranda Halliwell]
[Adela Heid]
[Masika Het-Heru] Sep 1: This girl's caught up in far more drama than I want to deal with.
[Kevin Jameson] Kevin's actually pretty nice. Real polite, too, which is something that seems to be more and more lacking in people as time goes by. Something else unusual: he genuinly cares about much more than himself.
[Jasper Jennings [Mooch]
[Alanis Jensen]
[Maddox Kingsley]
[Julia Lavigne]
[Ryan Martin]
[Nathaniel Mason]
[Annibelle Massey (Ania) Sep 1: Ania came right up and spoke to me, which I think was nice. But she didn't seem to recognize me until I pointed out we're on the same team. Misses her sister. 
[Tracey O'Donnell]
[Ophelia Ozma] Very free with her language. But she's beautiful as anything, and, though disruptive and annoying sometimes, she's a great Quidditch player and is very intelligent. Confident.
[Roxanna Osbourne (Roxie)]
[Cameron Rivers]
[Madeline Wickliff (Maddie)]
[Rosaline Windsor] Slytherins[Brady Allen IV]
[Ramsey Castillo]
[Zaccheus Dane]
[Lolita Doerity (Dotey)]
[Cordelia Jones (Corbi)]
[Rain Larks]
[Amanda Lilliquist]
[Skylar Martin]
[Johanna Mattson]
[Robert McClellan] He can be quite rude somtimes, and I don't appreciate the way he's always getting into people's things and manipulating them. Some of his ploys, however, I have found some understanding in. Other than that, he's really not so bad.
[Melanie Parks]
[Aidan Reese]
[Cecilia Rigby]
[Junko Saehara]
[Elizabeth Spelling]
[Raphael Stark]
[Azula Tanaka]
[Lyra Winner]
[Olivia Zsarcaspian]
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 4:37 am
 But to you I am... GRYFFINDORRAVENCLAWName: Ophelia Ozma
Year: 6th
House: Ravenclaw
Relationship: You look familiar...
What you think of Adela: "Adela? Adela . . .? Oh! Oh! I know her. She's in my house. And my year. I, uh, think I haven't made a very good impression with her. Whenever she's around, I'm always cussing or complaining or being a d**k. I really should speak to her. . . "
History, if any: "We're in the same year . . . but I don't remember her that well . . ."
Plot ideas: I'm open for speaking in the commonroom. ;DName: Angie Carrington
Year: 6th
House: Ravenclaw
Relationship: You're irritating & we're dorm mates but hardly friends
What you think of Adela: "Honestly, she needs to get her nose out of those books. She may be book smart, but I'm street smart, and she definitely needs to loosen up. I've got my own issues to deal with, so I won't be helping her, but the stuffiness has got to stop."
History, if any: Dorm mates and practically every class together for 5 years, you know. Angie was basically "WTFever" when Adela blew up that one time, and has thought she needed to get over it ever since.
Plot ideas: Angie's mistaking Adela's shyness and observant manner for being up-tight. Overall, she could really care less, but she doesn't bother with people who get mad at her often, so if Adela gets angry with her one more time, Angie will ignore her completely (something Adela may or may not like). But I'm up for Adela getting a better side of Angie.Name: Kevin Jameson
Year: 5th
House: Ravenclaw
Relationship: You look familiar... & We should give advice and study
What you think of Adela: "She seems really nice. If she were just a bit more outgoing, I'm sure she'd have loads of friends, so it's kind of weird that she seems so lonely."
History, if any: He's seen her in the common room several times, and they've talked. He's never really thought anything bad about her. He didn't quite get why she was picked on because of her accent, he's never been one to understand things like that.
Plot ideas: Whooo! effort! Name: Dagfinn Andor
 Year: 6
House: Ravenclaw
Relationship: ☺ ☺ We give advice and study
What you think of Adela: I'm not quite sure what to think of Adela. She seems very nice and sincere but at times it's as if she's withdrawn. I know that she does like to read and I believe that is where her personality comes from. She has spent her life in the wonderful world of complex books and has become accustomed to viewing everything and analyzing it, this could be seen as why she isn't the most outgoing person in the world and is seen as the quiet onlooker when she is really taking everything in. Yet you can almost see anther person screaming on the inside for a chance to break free and experience the other side that is more open and social and wanting more than what books and spells have t offer
History, if any: We are in the same grade and house so we have shared mostly all the same classes since our first year. Adela has always excelled in Herbology and Astronomy, two classes where Dagfinn lacks skill and so she would help him in his studies and in return he would help her with Potions and Transfiguration. They both had continued taking Ancient Runes and Defense against the Dark Arts so this year they would share those classes in common.
Plot ideas: I'm not to great at this but perhaps since Adela and Dagfinn will both be in A.R. and D.A.D.A. this year they could become closer friends and Dagfinn could potentially help her explore another more social side of her.HUFFLEPUFFSLYTHERINName: Robert McClellan
Year: Third
House: Slytherin
Relationship: ☺, ☺ ☺ Familiar Face and We Talk
What you think of Adela: "Adela isn't really so bad. She's a little too nice sometimes so people walk over her, but she leaves me alone for the most part and doesn't yack all the time. She takes notice of things around her, which is quite impressive for this school."
History, if any: Bobby doesn't know much about her other than her year, house, and that she plays beater for her team. He usually stands in and practices with her, doing whatever role is required depending on whom is missing, but he prefers keeper at any time. She seemed a little too nice for him, though
Plot ideas: Adela's gonna start taking notice of him? I think Bobby's already taken notice, he just hasn't realized it yet XD Yay for self plotting.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 8:11 pm
 The Family  Name: Isabel Lucia HeidAge: 36 -deceased at age 22- House: Ravenclaw Year of Graduation: 1973-1974 Birthday: December 31st [Capricorn] Connections: Adela and Simone's mother, Kurt's late wife, Rita Dores and Mirietta McClellan's cousin Model: Isabella Rossellini, actress (Merlin) A Taste of Personality: Kind-hearted, sharp, clever, intelligent, organized, confident, straight to the point. A Bit of Background: Isabel was born in Portugal and had a half blood mix. She traveled around a good deal with Rita and a few other famliy members until they ended up in the UK, where she and Rita attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She excelled in Potions, Charms, Astronomy and Herbology. She met Kurt while attending Hogwarts and the two were on odds until her seventh year, when they actually got together. She's only been out of school two years when she had Adela, and had Simone three years later. She died during childbirth, however, and gave her estate and title onto her husband and her two daughters.
 Name: Liesel Edda HeidAge: 38 Birthday: October 13th [Libra] Connections: Adela and Simone's step-mother, Kurt's wife, Lukas' mother. Model: Laura Dern, actress A Taste of Personality: Nurturing, humurous, active, can see different points of view, fair. Hates work left undone and spiders. A Bit of Background: Liesel grew up in Germany, living a fairly normal life. Her parents were lower-middle class, so she never really had the opportunity for college. By the time she was seventeen, she'd already put out two novels and was a new author well on her way. While trying to get some studying done for a novel, she went on a trip to see the Heid's estate. Needless to say, she spent an abundance of time around Kurt Heid and his family, and grew to love them all. After two years they married and she decided to stay with them at the estate. A year later Lukas was born. Her work, however, was failing in Germany and Kurt wanted Adela to attend Hogwarts, so it was decided that they would all move to the UK.
 Name: Kurt Rainer HeidAge: 35 House: Gryffindor Year of Graduation: 1974-1975 Birthday: July 9th [Cancer] Connections: Adela, Lukas, and Simone's father, Isabel's widower, and Liesel's husband Model: Sam Neil, actor (Jurassic Park) A Taste of Personality: Likes to joke around, easy-going, disciplinary when his rules are broken (so strict with his rules), procrastinator but always gets the job done, creative. A Bit of Background: Kurt was an interesting person back at Hogwarts. He liked to joke around and pull pranks (one or two got a little out of hand, and he's always regretted them). His potions, however, were almost always explosive. He played on the Quidditch team for one year during his schooling, as a Chaser, but then decided it wasn't really his thing and quit, though he stayed an avid fan. He was also one of those people that helped get drinks into the common room for parties and ended up snogging a girl in the corner. His grades were generally a high C, low B average. He and Isabel des Dores spent a lot of time arguing over petty things, but during his sixth year he realized just how much he actually liked her. Kurt proposed a month after he gradutated Hogwarts and he was blessed with a baby girl a little over a year later, and the two decided to settle down at her family's estate in Germany. They raised their daughter with love and caution, and when Simone was born, Kurt lost his wife. He was devastated for a time, but eventually married again, this time to Liesel, who gave him his first and only son Lukas. Soon after they moved to England and Kurt watched his child grow more and more like her mother, especially after entering Hogwarts.
 Name: Simone Johanna HeidAge: 13 Birthday: December 14 [Sagittarius] Connections: Adela's younger half-sister, Kurt and Simone's daughter, Liesel's step-daughter, Lukas' older half-sister Model: Ariana Richards, actress (Jurassic Park) A Taste of Personality: Calm, very into technology. She loves animal but isn't a very big fan of dirt. Introverted and studious, but a procrastinator. A Bit of Background: Simone has faint but definite memories of Germany, so she has a come and go longing for it. She often went on the visits to their relatives with her sister, and learned to care for and ride the horses. Though this was enjoyable, she was always more of a technologic kind of girl. Seeing her older sister being sent off to Hogwarts, she was bewildered, disbelieving, and jealous. And now that Lukas is showing signs of magic too, she feels left out and has started acting out....
 Name: Lukas Jürgen HeidAge: 10 House: -- Year of Graduation: -- Birthday: June 4 [Gemini] Connections: Kurt and Liesel's son, and Adela and Simone's younger half-brother Model: Joseph Mazzello, actor (Jurassic Park) A Taste of Personality: Loves to talk and use his hands. Jokes around, not much for pranking. Okay with going outside, but can't stand being by himself. Memorizes facts as his way of showing off. A Bit of Background: Lukas had been born not long before the Heids all up and moved to the UK, so he, although has an accent that only occurs in moodiness or when he's home with his family, doesn't know much anything about Germany or the estate, let alone the beaut of it. So he can't really understand why Adela misses is so much, either. He watched as Adela began showing signs of magic, as Simone didn't, and began showing explosive signs himself. He's awaiting to get his letter too, so he can go next year and see what being a wizard is all about.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 10:06 am
My Story Thus Far... August Twenty-Fifth ____ I remember pulling into London by cab, and when I neared The Leaky Cauldron, I paid the driver and thanked them, waving as I watched him drive away. My family and I did not need this to be somewhere on this news--after all, we are hoarders it seems for the reporters. And what do you know, that rhymed, as unfortunately true as the statement is. When it seemed they were gone, I set to walk towards the Leaky Cauldron and entered, noting that Ania Massey (whom I didn't talk to until later that night) and Aidan Reese (someone I honestly couldn't care for) were inside conversing. I of course walked by completely under the radar--I am often quite good at that, especially that day.
 ____ I did need to stop by Gringotts to exchange currency, and this took about fifteen minutes. I set off to go and retrieve my books, but realized it would be too crowded at the time. Instead, I made my way into Inks 'N' Things to purchase parchment, quills, and ink. I'd like to go back at some point and see if I can have my family seal made. It is silly, but inside it would make me giggle to see it. Here I saw Melanie Parks and Shane Randle, but I didn't say hi to them. They were pretty wrapped up in conversation anyway. Leaving, I thought about what else I needed. As I have the tendency to keep my things in good condition, I did not need new robes or a replacement beater's bat (which I've used for three years now), although I kept in mind I should probably get a new one the following year.
 ____ So the only thing I had left at that point was to buy my new books for school. I strode towards Flourish and Blotts, stopping to peer into Ollivander's just beforehand. Watching the first years receive their first wands put a gentle smile on my face as my first memories flashed through my mind. Vati (Dad/dy) had been so proud of me. Entering the bookshop, my previous assumption had been proven correct. Alice Burkley, Rain Larks, Fig Violino, Zaccheus Dane, Jane Driscoll, and Aidan were the only faces I could clearly make out through the crowd. I opened my large carrier bag and took my things to the desk, and turned them in. I got most of my money back as the quality of the books was still excellent--especially for being used. And lucky younger students got a discount on them. Now that I think about it, Ryan Martin was everywhere that day.September First ____ And so I made my way to KingsCross station for my first of four final train rides. Thinking about such made me saddened, so I tried to push it out of mind. Many people were filling the boarding area after passing through the mysterious wall to find themselves at Platform 9¾, and families embraced each other as they said their farewells. My father stopped coming to send me off two years ago, so I missed out on this embarrassing but yet....nice farewell. One does not know what they have until it's missing, as the saying goes. Still.... I wish my father had been there. Who knows, maybe next year, as it will be the last chance for me and him to do it. If I ask he probably would, now that I think about it.
 ____ I followed many other students and boarded the train and made my way to a compartment that was empty with the exception of a third year Slytherin by name of Robert McClellan. I don't disdain the boy, by I don't really care for him either. He's always getting into people's business and it's quite rude. But he's usually quiet and is an observer like me. We often find each other on the pitch practicing. We were soon joined by a first year whose name I learned was Charlie Henderson, and a fifth year Hufflepuff named Duncan Bucklin. I think he's the cousin of Julian MacGregor or something similar. Duncan's usually quiet, and with the first year being new, there wasn't really any conversation. I'm not much one to talk so I stared out the window and Robert didn't seem up to his usual antics. Funny, he usually doesn't pull stuff around me. Probably because I won't tolerate it for long.
 ____ Once arriving at Hogwarts, we were all seated and such (I had been in my robes all day, but with a cloak that reached ot my feet on over it for cover) and we were waiting for the first years to come. And oh, did they. I recognized Charlie from the train ride, but no one else, really. Understand that some of the faces looked familiar from Ollivander's and other places in Diagon Alley, I just didn't know them yet. I clapped for everyone, but my smile was only for the boy whom I shared a compartment with and the new Ravenclaws. I wasn't so surprised to hear about the transfer--but it seemed a shame that they only announced Johanna Mattson and not Kamille Sirianni. Perhaps that was because Kamille had started her first year at Hogwarts and then had transferred back. Between her and the dance, there was a lot of talk at the feast, but I wasn't into all the gossip. I just wanted to get away from the noise.
 ____However, things had been worse in the common room. When I was there I saw Maddox Kingsley looking very guilty with a certain Masika Het-Heru (she and I don't quite agree, either) and a very upset Zaidin Berkeley. The feeling in the air had been so thick it was almost suffocating, she she queitly made her way past Ophelia Ozma and found herself a chair and a book, listening in but not looking to learn what in the world was going on, though it was an easy guess. Ania quickly made a pounce on me for conversation, and I think she got that I wasn't really reading that book. She had temporarily forgotten Adela, but this was dismissed. It took only one negative comment from the blue-haired girl to bring Ophelia right over to defend Alice's name. Soon after that, Adela just went to bed.September Secondto be continued....
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2008 3:56 pm
New Profile updated: December 21, 2008
(( In a world far away )) shelly-wong
(( I'm listed as )) Adela Lorelei Heid
(( I'm known as )) Adela, Lori Delia, Yodeler, Addy
(( Genetics say that )) I'm a girl
(( And yes, I like )) boys
(( I came about )) January 12, 1974
(( So my existence has been )) 16 years
(( And fall under the constellation )) of the earth-elemented Capricorn
(( With those who fly )) I have spent 6 years.
(( Therefore I reside )) with the Ravenclaws
(( My wand is )) 11 ¼ inches long and made from the healing and renewing birch, which, unusually has a hippogriff talon as its core. Creatures that demand, in some form or another, respect. My father took me home to Germany for my wand.
(( Equipment )) means my Cleansweep Five, which is kept polished and bristles are near perfection. There are notes underneath the polish, however, in German.
(( Those who happened to raise me )) are Kurt Rainer Heid and Isabel Lucia Heid (Costa). She died when I was little, so my new Mutti is Liesel Edda Heid (Hirsch).
(( Das Kinder )) Simone Johanna Heid (Muggle, 13) and Lukas Jürgen Heid (half brother, 10)
(( Meine Familie? )) It's actually all very complicated. -insert family tree when it is made-
(( The world looks on us )) since my family is nobility. It was passed down through my mother, Isabel. She was half Portuguese and German, her father having been the German. We're pretty well off, but I actually don't like talking about it and prefer to conserve money whenever possible.
(( Deutschland! )) Can you not understand? I'm from Germany, but I'm actually one quarter Portuguese.
(( Mix it up )) Halfblood
(( My loyal companion )) is a tawny owl named Zelda
(( Pertaining to the wizarding sport )) I play as the left beater. I am stronger than you think.
(( If I cast a patronus charm )) a wondrous ferruginous hawk would emanate from my wand.
(( When a Boggart’s around )) The self that is inside her.
(( Amortentia )) lavender oil, crisp morning air, peppermint
(( Say nothing )) for I am fearful of rejection: this is why I don’t reach out to others too much. I also think that my bust if far too large though you will never hear me speak of it. I want a reduction. I also have a scar on my neck from a rope burn while I was dealing with horses, but I keep it well covered and use make-up to hide it. Oh…and I want to be more like Ophelia Ozma (but you didn’t hear that from me)
(( Help me higher )) so I can become more confident in all that I do. I would like to seek out my homeland once more for the horses and dark chocolate if nothing else, which would be fine here. I want to help my brother succeed and learn all that I can.
(( Never again )) when I received my Hogwarts letter: for while father was proud, my sister grew spiteful. And when Mutti died. Even though I was three, I remember it.
(( Reach for it )) I want to use my Hogwarts education to better agriculture in the muggle world. I’d also like to reach out and make friends this year and gain my relationship back with Simone.
(( I've been said to be )) stuck up and mean, even icy at times. They believe me to be a distant goody-goody and uninterested with anything.
(( But really I'm )) just really into my studies and learning. I like a little quiet, and, okay, I do think I‘m pretty but I‘m not too good for most anyone. I like to see myself as an observer.
(( I appear )) at first glance standing five foot six inches with a slim build. I‘m a little taller than most girls, and it has been suggested to me that I should model because of this. Many also notice that my hair is long--reaching to roughly halfway down my back. My hair has two general colors: it is naturally brown, however, I bleach it every spring (usually later in the season) and keep it that way through summer, then let it return to brown for fall and winter. This gives me a more seasonal appearance that I‘ve come to enjoy. My skin is white, and tans in the sun when it is warm. My muscles are also toned, but not too obvious.
Look a little harder and you will find my eyes are a strong blue, that can become icy when I'm in a particularly bad mood. They also change to grey when I'm sick or especially tired, so this is an easy way to tell what I‘m feeling if you study me. I also do not have normal bangs, but two thin parts on the side that come to an inch below my chin. The only well defined part of my face is probably my chin, because unless you're getting a side or three-quarter view of my face it seems to be rounded off everywhere. My nose is also a little long, and keeps a straight course.
As for my style, my make-up most days is a light pink blush, mascara (usually no eyeliner), a light pink lipgloss or a medium red-pink lipstick, and pink eyeshadow. It makes me feel airy. You may also find during those rare times my ears are exposed that I have very generic, simple diamond earrings, which I wear every day. I enjoy wearing dresses, skirts, sweaters and blouses, and almost never wear a tee shirt or sweats. I am not known for capris much either, and only wear tennis shoes for running or when there is a Quidditch game/practice. I prefer boots and flats over anything else.
(( Reflecting on memories )) I was born in Germany, I was told. It is plausible, as my parents have heavy accents and I myself speak some German I learned from my household. I have memories, though they are few and stretched out. I moved away when I was seven or eight if I recall correctly. There are some things that I do remember, but more than anything the feel of it and the scenery that surrounded me.
My parents were nobles when we still lived in Germany. I know this because of how I was raised. I remember the fuss over my appearance and over my behaviour; to learn, practice, and use my good manners even when I felt most pressed to do otherwise. Because of their apparently ‘celebrity status‘ or the like, they insisted on a private and peaceful home to drain out the noise of the world outside our walls. But I remember things better.
I remember times, most likely when my parents were very busy, when I stayed with relatives out in the countryside. It was very beautiful, hilly and green, and the morning mist made everything right it seemed. The feel, look and smell of it. They raised horses, I know, because I have a picture of me with Azarath and Icolo, the Brumby pair. I told them the names were strange, and they said it was because they were foreign. They taught me how to feed, massage, clean, ride, birth, nurse, and just about anything else you could think of that pertains to horses. Those are my most prized memories.
The time had come, to my dismay at the time, for us to leave the Fatherland. I don‘t remember much from when we first moved to the UK other than my schoolmates ignoring me for my strange accent and the fact that I was knew. It hurt at first, but I had come to accept it. Nobody‘s perfect. Even so, there was much imperfection in that class if they all felt the need to ignore me. So I studied hard and read books and did well in school to receive awards. A bland, but rewarding life, and it pleased my parents.
I still remember, though, the day I received my letter to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My parents were so proud of me, I‘d never seen them so happy in my life. It was another of my happiest memories. My parents were afraid I‘d had no magic in my blood because I never caused instances around them or around anyone else that would bring attention unto myself. I guess I was sort of lucky in that aspect. My brother Lukas began bouncing around, saying he'd get his next. But my sister Simone didn't seem so pleased. Arriving at the school and getting sorted was nerve-wracking, but it was like having another home. And not everyone alienated me here, a few talked to me, though most still found me strange. I played some Quidditch and now I‘m in my sixth year, choosing my classes to help push towards a brighter future in God knows what.
(( I am who I am )) and there‘s not a whole lot one can do about it. At least, not on one‘s own and not in a fast, drastic way that will have a lasting affect. Despite my departure from my noble home and my coming into a world I better understand and feel comfortable in, I still find myself a complete book worm. I never really understood why, but I‘ve always loved to read--though I‘m suspecting the reason being that through text I have my own set of imaginary friends. It‘s rather embarrassing. I‘ve also come to find that I‘m still very quiet much of the time, in my tones, and my movements.
There has been a little change, however. I have become more confident in myself. I try reaching out to others more than I used to and I take pride in how I look. When I‘m having a bad day, which I sometimes do, I find is the day I‘m quieter, but in a more lethal sense. I can seem calm and my voice low, but the words I unleash have been known to be cruel, which has put a few blotches on my record. I never said I was perfect. I really like my quiet. This may have been home-raised, but it is a part of me. If I‘m trying to study or listen to the teacher, I‘d appreciate it if you could not disrupt me. Disrupting me during these times is another peeve of mine that may bring less than nice utterances from me, and I apologize ahead of time.
I am an observer, I like to watch others. It‘s a way to get to know people and how they function, and if you learn how a person ticks, you learn how they process information and how it may be skewed to their opinions. I like being able to become closer to the truth, but I‘m nowhere near good enough to actually apply this yet. I‘m getting there. By observing, as well, I find that my curiosity needs me to not ask questions so much. This leads to less of an annoyance on that aspect, but sometimes pins me as a know-it-all since they aren‘t sure how I get my information.
I am also a thinker, and try and take in multiple scenarios before making my decisions. I‘m not cemented into this ideology, though I do try and make good use of it whenever I can. I feel it‘s better to go for the greater good, the lesser evil, however you would like to put it, action and solution to come out with the best result I possibly can.
Something I try and do, but often fail at: making friends. I don‘t care what others say, it‘s really not that easy. First you have to get past the stranger barrier, and hopefully not in a negatively impacting way. Then you have to be careful of where you step or push, but if you‘re too careful people think you insulting or uncaring or disinterested. I mean really! Why is it so difficult? And then if schedules don‘t match up or if some quarrel down the line of “People I Know“ happens, they‘ll just ditch you. Friendship is something I need practice in. At least, though, with few friends you know which are real and which aren‘t. It's a flaw.
So because of this, I end up spending a lot of my time alone. As I said before, I usually end up reading quiet a lot, or I'm observing people. Observing the world around me. Sometimes I'll just sit there and think about things, and what if they'd gone this way or that, and how there's nothing I can do now to change it. But I can't always sit there or observe others; I gets restless sometimes. So I'll go and take a stroll around the grounds or do some practice flying over at the Quidditch pitch. Though usually if I do that, I'll take someone with me--whether they're on the team or just trying to learn to fly.
With people I try to be the person that they can always come to for a chat. I like to make myself seem open and available so that they have someone that they can talk their stresses and worries away on. I don't always have answers for their problems, but I try and help best I can. And if nothing else, I try and give them another point of view, to see if they will understand it and if it will help them a little more.
I am generally quiet in conversations--I never seem to have a whole lot to say. I want to be the one who can gab forever sometimes, but it's really not just in me unless I'm feeling like I want to put in the effort. If I'm feeling like I want to go and really put myself out there to attempt to become more confident. Depending on how I'm feeling, I'm either very straightforward or I'll beat around the bush to the point where sometimes people dont' know where the bush is. This has been known to be a flaw of mine.
____For instance, one time this girl, I will say no names, that I don't exactly fancy asked me why she couldn't get a date. I simply told her that because of her various relationships and her openness, some people thought of her to be a strumpet. And in my opinion, she was more a bit loose, but I said it because I'd had a really bad day and it was honestly my, and a few others' who were ranting's opinion, and she was one of those people that always got on my nerves.
____Another case, similar scenario, a girl who didn't have much confidence in herself, and she was one of those really nice girls who didn't go around yelling at anyone or playing horrendous pranks and such, and I was having a good day though I probably would have given the same answer anyway, was wondering why she couldn't get a boyfriend. I told her that maybe they were just nervous about asking her, and that if she liked someone, that she should take a deep, calming breath and ask them herself. There wasn't any real reason for someone not to like her, in my opinion. She was just a little shy. Within a week she was steady with the boy she liked, who happened to have had a secret crush on her for quite awhile.
And, as I also earlier stated, I can be quite rude sometimes. I don't enjoy being rude, but sometimes I just can't help myself. Like, if I'm really into a good book or trying to concentrate on a lesson, or doing my homework, and you're being very disruptive of it, depending where I am I'll either snap at you then or there, quietly threaten you with something I know I can pin on you, or wait until a better time like passing period and take it up with you. I don't act any better with bullies. Usually I can take it with no problem unless I'm in a particular mood, but I've got words in my mouth for you, trust me. And if I see someone bullying someone else, I'll wait and see how they handle it, and if it gets to being really awful, I'm come right up to you and give you a piece of my mind.
And romance? Usually I say no thank you. I mean, I have dated before, but honestly I just wasn't all that interested in doing so. I know it's a flaw and it's wrong, but they seemed to like me and I didn't have the heart to turn them down, so I dated them. I guess it's what you call a pity date? I don't know. But yeah, relationships like that just don't appeal to me that much. My opinion will probably change when I'm older, and I hope that it won't be too late by then, but I just don't really get the whole interest in it. I mean, sure I've had crushes, but it never bothered me not telling anyone.
Short story, not many people really like me because I can be cruel or because I'll really snap, I'll get up in your face whether or not I'm in the situation involved, or I'm just too quiet or dull for most people to handle. Or, in some cases, I'm simply not interested. And sometimes when I get really annoyed or emotional, I will start yelling in German and no one can understand me and they think I'm weird. Stupid flaw, I need to really work on it. I do have a few friends, and some good-natured acquaintances through advice and listening and similar interests, and I'm happy with that. It tends that if you have a smaller group of friends, then they're more genuine anyway.
So anyway, my schoolwork is usually really good. I'd be disappointing myself, and especially my parents would which disappoint me even more, if I let my grades be less than the best I could put out. So I'm always trying very hard on my schoolwork. Besides, if I got bad grades and the press got a hold of that news, my parents would be in a lot of hot water. As a noble, I have to be the best, and sometimes I really don't like it, but I need to be prepared for the world that is out there. So I'm usually done with it in class, but sometimes end up with homework anyway, which unless there's a game, is done that night.
(( Pleasers )) for me are obvious if you know me at all. Books will always make me happy, so long as they are not a prank or on some completely obscene topic like “10 good ways to sail your way through class” or “5 ways to pick up a girl.” I find these immature, but I suppose some people get their kicks out of them. Being from Germany, I love dark chocolate. I would almost die for a box of dark chocolates. And caramels too, I fancy those. I’m not too big on my sugars, however. I enjoy carrots and celery and chicken and many fruit. Just less so on the tropical variety. I really enjoy photography and like to see what people put together. In fact, I’m trying to learn how to scrapbook with the help of my schoolmates. Anything horses is a wonderful memory of my past and my favorite colors are green and lilac.
(( And downers )) I have a few of these. As stated before, anyone who is disruptive, whether to a person or to my learning purposes, is someone I don’t fancy. And this includes those who are disruptive through their gadgets, as there are a few who are so cowardly that they can’t seem to do it themselves. A few should be thankful I haven’t tracked them down. People who also feel the need to put others down for sheer enjoyment or to try and prove how “smooth” they can be are a pain as well. Destroying property is also a rather large no-no in my book and I’m not big on animal cruelty either. I’m allergic to seafood and the only chocolates I like are dark and white. None of that cheap American milk chocolate for me, thank you.
(( A few tidbits )) that need to be collected are still around. I listen to classical or foreign music almost always when I opt to listen. I like to observe people as they draw, for it is nearly always beautiful: especially compared to my awful hand. I believe House Elves should be employed, not enslaved, and I would like to see my Hogwarts education be put to help agriculture.
(( Fotografieren )) Yearbook xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Avi2
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