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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 7:56 pm
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Madeline Genevieve Wickliff
Ravenclaw 4th Year
[ updated August 26th ]
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 8:06 pm
 [questioning her sanity, she's] x a r r e [questioning her sanity myself, I'm] Madeline || Geneviéve || Wickliff [but it's just] Maddie. Wickliff if you must. [and if you want to make things difficult] anything that's just plain unoriginal or lame. "At least put some thought into something that will bother me, please." [declared as] a girl who has terrible bad luck. [but I'm really just] me. [words to describe] UNIQUE, quirky, a bit shy, logical, aloof, humanitarian, uncaring, detached, loner, stubborn, imaginative, but usually has her head in the right place. Simple.[just a] girl [and "I guess I like] boys." [takes more than just a sparkling mind to be in] Ravenclaw [Maddie-Day] January 28th [stars' opinion] Aquarius [last birthday, I believe I turned] 14 [half-way to graduation] 4th year [my parents are] Felix Wickliff and Gabriella Garcia [I never heard of Quidditch until my 1st year, so just guess] Muggleborn? Good guess. You are correct. [the core of my magic is] 10½ [inches long, made of] Cypress [wood, with a essence of] hair from a Sphinx's tail [loyal companion] Platypus [my personal entertainment] Russian Blue [titled] Fizzgig (if you've seen "The Dark Crystal", you'd know who that is) [quidditch is] something that completely confuses me. [pictures aren't enough] "I have an oval face, clear. My skin varies depending on the season. Usually, during the winter, I have a pale cream color, but I'm not chalky white. And then gradually as summer comes around, I'm darker, but not by much. I stay out of the sun as much as possible; I'd rather be inside reading a book or hanging out with friends. My eyes are just a dark brown, possibly appearing black when it's dark. But when the light hits it, they're a light chocolate shade. My hair is dark brown, although it has been mistaken for black countless of times. I assure you. It's brown. I keep it long and layered, parted to the side; usually it's wavy or curly. My hair isn't always in my face because I hate having it there. I pull it back behind my ear or use a bobby-pin to bring it over just an inch.  I don't put it up much, considering it takes too much time to do anything with it (and it's so thick it's difficult to work with), but I'll at times put it in a side ponytail or pull it back, you know, basic styles. Let's not get too lavish, here. My lips have been known for the feature I’m most acknowledged for. They’re full, pink, and curvy. Great, right? Plenty of girls have a habit of becoming envious of me for them. I don't mind them. I use a lot of cherry chapstick, and maybe some lip gloss, and blush is one of the only make-up products I use. I'm challenged when it comes to eyeshadow, and I'd probably poke my eye out if I tried eyeliner. Mascara's simple to apply. I'll use that sometimes.
"I'm not skinny, just healthy, thank you very much. I would never use the excuse, 'I'm big-boned." because that would be incorrect. I'm my perfect size, whether you like it or not. Although I wouldn't mind loosing a few pounds... anyway. Since I lack being interesting in anything physical, I lack muscle-mass. I stand only 5 feet and 5 inches tall, and I'm still growing. My shoe size is 7 and a half. I have a small moon shaped birth mark on the back of my left leg, there's a small, almost barely noticable scar on my right hand from playing with scissors as a child, and then another scar on my right ankle from a blister I got from new shoes 3 years ago.
"My dress style is unconventionally, unusual, and I haven’t checked the current styles of today since I can’t remember. I don’t pay attention to fashion magazines or fashion nazis and I rarely wear something my mother picks out for me. I do my own shopping, I dress in what I think is appropriate or appeals to my eyes, and I would like to keep it that way. Alright, let’s just say clothing can be a real touchy subject for me. I don’t dress is baggy clothing but nor do I wear anything in the range of pink and will bet me a one-way ticket to label Ville. Although with my interest in alternative music, I’ve been drawn to the darker hues of the color chart, but not all the time. I like jeans, yes, simple. Nice-fitting t-shirts and button-up shirts, vests, ties, sophisticated looking clothing, yet unusual in design, color, or pattern. It has to have it's own little kick, right? I can't stand a plain closet. Your clothes reflect what you are and how you feel. And I am not a dull person... am I?
"My facial expressions vary, but you'll usually see me with a light, amused smile on my lips and my right eyebrow cocked up. I do that a lot. I can do it with both of my eyebrows, actually... which is sort of an embarrassing talent, I know. Anyway. I enjoy smiling, you know, happy rubbish, and some say my smile is very uplifting and beautiful and brings sunshine into the room, but when I'm in a frown or I have a fierce, intense glare set on my eyes, my facial features look darker than normal and I bring a lot of negativity to the air. I don't know." [not the most amazing autobiography] "Dad, Felix Wickliff, was Scottish, and Mum, Gabriella Garcia, was English-Spanish, both muggles and both in the publishing business; my mother was writing a science fiction book and my father was the one going to publish it for her with his publishing company, Wickliff Inspirations, or W.I. But let’s get info on my parent’s backgrounds.
"Mum was born in Spain on October 16th. She was a popular child and had a very creative mind, always finding inspiration from everywhere and wanted to bring her ideas and thoughts out to the public, but she didn’t know how. After her 6th birthday, Mum moved to Liverpool, England for her parents to attend college and learn the language English. Mum had to learn English, also, in order to go to school. After a few years, Mum tried a number of things in the artistic area, but soon found that she had a special talent for writing, and with her zany mind and creativity, she possessed passion for science fiction. Her family, a little iffy about her interests, had supported her, along with her few close friends. Mum continued to write short stories, science fictional or some even horror, but only let friends and family read them in fear of rejection or disappointment. After writing a story that soon became a two year project, her best friend had urged her to publish it into an official book, and not just 400 pages of printer paper stuffed in a binder.
 "Dad was born in Scotland on June 3rd. He wasn’t a very orderly boy, and was always the one smiling and cracking jokes. In fact, he was the class clown. Dad possessed a lot of energy and loved to work with people and to have fun while doing it, so he had plenty of creative ideas to make working enjoyable. After graduating high school in Liverpool, United Kingdom, he went to college, and then started his own publishing business for his passion of learning and books, naming it Wickliff Inspirations, and became an editor.
"And now we’re back to how my parents met. Yet, the happy ending doesn’t start here. Firstly, my parents hated each other the moment they stepped into the same room. And secondly, Dad hated Mum’s book and didn‘t want to edit or publish it. But, somehow, after hours of arguing and negotiating, Dad eventually said he was try and edit her book and see what he could do with it. Mom, a bit reluctant, but satisfied that she won, gave him her copy, and went on her way. They frequently saw each other in meetings with a few other souls in Dad's publishing company, explaining the process and how it was going to work. And also, they planned out the story and collaborating about what was to be changed. My parents weren't getting along at all still, and arqued like merchants over everything. But somehow, someway, they fell in love. "I always loved your father," Mom tells me all the time, "I just didn't know it, yet."
"Dad became Mom's manager, and that's when things really started to get... you know, emotional. Mom's book was in the printing process, getting decent reviews, and was on the verge of popularity for it's quirky strangeness in sci-fi and fantasy. It was a great hit for the sci-fi, tech nerds and people into fantasy. Although Dad wouldn't admit it, he thought it was great; even acknowledged Mother for her creative abilities. Yet, he never did so. He was way to wrapped up in his pride to even withstand saying a simple, "Good job." or, "You're story is amazing.""
"The money wasn't becoming an issue, and although Mother had been reluctant, she began to write another book just out of curiousity. Even if she lived in a house with a wondrous view, her fans demanded more of her natural talent for writing and creativity, so she couldn't deny that she wanted to give what her adoring pupils desired. It took her a fair amount of time, the book becoming twice as long as her last. My father helped her through it at some points, giving his imput. And somehow, some way, my two parents managed to actually get along. Yet, the strange part was, they started loving each other. Immensely. The first one to notice this had been Father.
"It was really how any other love story began, only my parents already knew each other for a few years. Dad took Mom would to a carnival, and they hit it off there. The publishing of Mom's new novel had paid for the wedding and their first house together in 1964. Mom became unexpectedly pregant 3 year after their marriage, and although they didn't desire a child at that moment, the two were still happy.
"Jasper Lucas Wickliff was born on September 15, 1967. Mom and Dad were content with their new baby boy, and lived happily as a small family for 10 years, up until I, Madeline Geneviéve Wickliff was born on January 29, 1977; another unanticipated child. It was strange for Mother and Father, since a 10 year age different was odd for two siblings. Then, 4 years later, Nicolas David Wickliff was born in December 17, 1980.
"I had been a rather unusual child, having an interest in everything and asking a million questions. I had been curious about the world, but I have to admit that I felt a strong yearning for something more, and also that I didn't belong. Jasper was an acedemic in school and became one of the smartest of the children, while I stayed home with Mom. I grew a liking for science fiction, and then it grew into a passion. The Dark Crystal, a muggle movie, became my favorite entertainment as a child. I know the movie word from word and I can quote scenes like I wrote the script.
"The day I found out I had magical ablities was rather... strange, to put it bluntly. I was in my room reading Just Another UFO Tale when Mom came in the room, looking extremely anxious; freaked out. She asked me to come with her, and so I did. A man, dressed in strange atire, sat on our couch, grinning at me like he knew a secret about myself that I did not know. After talking for a full 2 hours, it finally registered what I was. I was a witch; I could preform magic. Real magic. I couldn't tell if Mother was worried, freaked, or happy, but we did the usual 1st year muggle routine of going to Diagon Alley and buying all of my supplies for school and then I was shipped off to Hogwarts.
 "1st year had been a bitter-sweet dream for me. After being sorted into Ravenclaw (thank GOD.) I found out I could practice magic with a bunch of other children with the same abilities as me, I made plenty of friends, and I learned so much that I became overwhelmed with excitement and knowledge every day. The only difficulties I had was that people began to learn that I am not a good-luck charm. I fell on a lot of people and I broke plenty of valuable, break-able things. I apologized to all my proffessors with complete sincerity, and they let me off the hook... most of the time. However, when we began studying mandrakes and the mandrake roots, I did not know I was allergic to the root, so when we were working with them (I hated them, anyway, because of their horrible cries.) I broke out into a rash all over my body, and was taken to the hospital wing. I stayed there for 3 days, just out of precaution, but it was horrible. I got behind some of my studies and missed a few quizes, not to mention I couldn't be in the Herbology green house for a while. It was awful.
"2nd year equaled a nightmare. And I'm not even saying a hilarious joke or a phrase. That year, the very first week of school, I BROKE MY WAND. I can remember it very clearly. I had just entered the Great Hall, planning on starting my report on moonstone for Potions. I sat beside my friend Alex, asking him if he had any ideas and could assist me with it. Once finished with that, he reminded me that we needed to practice transfiguring, so I said, "Yes, we should.", and reached into my pocket. Just as I realized my wand was not in my robes, I heard a wicked loud SNAP! from behind me. Low and behold, a group of Slytherin (go figure) 7th years had "accidentally" stepped on my wand and snapped it into two pieces. I was so devistated that the images of it on the ground in two didn't register in my brain. Alex had to get up and fetch it for me, brave enough to face the Slytherins. He lent me his spell-o tape, and even tapped it together for me, because I was still in shock. That was in the begining of the year, so I had a fair amount of difficulty. Written tests and quizes were what saved me from failing. I went home for christmas, getting an ear-full from my parents when I told them, and bought myself a new wand.
"My 3rd year, last year, was a bit hectic. I learned that there are actually some qualities in boys that are likable, and not just as friends. Oh, and I also learned that Divination was definitely not my thing. Of course I was curious as to what it was, being muggleborn and whatnot, so I signed up for it as one of my electives. Didn't turn out so well. First class I ended up breaking the Crystal Ball at my table, and over the course of the year I managed to break 6 tea-cups, 3 pots, 4 vases, and ripped 2 table clothes. Plus, most of the words coming out of Trelawney's mouth had been complete rubbish. "Destiny is real. You have to follow your path! Read the stars, look into the crystal ball!" I mean, seriously. What a waste of breath. And what was with those "Destiny" lectures? Complete nonesense, if you ask me. She wasn't too fond of me, either, considering everytime I stepped foot in her room I broke something valuable.
"I now reside in Edinburg, Scotland with Dad, Mom, and Nicholas. Nick has recently been showing extreme signs of magic. I expect him to be joining me at Hogwarts as of next year. My brother Jasper married a girl named Grace Bedingfield a year ago, and now they live in Edinburg as well, about 15 minutes away in muggle transportation. They are expecting in March." [one in a million] “I’m not just an average girl, but at first glances, I suppose that’s what you might see. But most of the student body at Hogwarts can say, “Oh, that’s just Madeline Wickliff, the brainy klutz in Ravenclaw.” or “Yeah, Madeline Wickliff, the Ravenclaw girl who has bad luck. I’d stay clear away from her.”
"Most students try to stay clear of my way, since I suppose I have an intensive amount of a curse called “Bad Luck.” I’m a jinx, klutz, spaz, sure. I’ll try to deny it as best I can, but I cannot say that it bothers as much as it would with any normal person--and that I cannot deny that I am not. I am unique in my own special way, and I am proud of who I am, even if people who think my creative, outside of the box mind is too out-of-the norm. I like to look at a certain thing at all angels, understand how it works and to reach a different perspective each time I observe it. Quirky? Yep. Crazy? No?
 "Being sorted into Ravenclaw means that I’m smarter than most other students in other houses. I won’t argue, but I won’t agree with you. Sure, I’m pretty intelligent, but that’s just because I actually study when I’m supposed to, and I take notes and pay attention in class. Of course once upon a blue moon I’ll have outstanding scores… only, those blue moons happen quite often. You’d think I was stuck up and conceited about it. But I’m not.
"And surprisingly, confidence can be a real issue for me. No, I’m not timid or meek, but I’m not some bubbly girl next door either--those ones are the most annoying. Now and again I’m embarrassed after tripping in front of a group of males or a pack of Slytherin girls, and yeah, I tend to blush and scurry away. But I’m honest, loyal, a bit detached and can seem uncaring at my moments, but I’m more of a cerebral person, in my mind, than physical. I think things through first and find the first logical explaination. Gut feelings don’t do well with me.
"I care deeply for certain things, like my friends. Sometimes my friends are more significant than my family, but I love them both just the same. I get annoyed easily, but I have in no way a short temper and I’m basically a very mellow girl who enjoys just to lay back and hope that everything turns out right. I’m quiet, but when I have something to say, you can bet your want that I’ll say something about it. Just a little blunt and frank, I have a tendency to say things that I shouldn’t, or just say something completely strange and off topic. Slaps the label “WEIRD” on my forehead.
"I'm fascinated by plenty of subjects, whether it's magical or non magical. But magical topics amuse me more. It's not everyday that you find out you're a witch when you're from a muggle family; there's so much of the magical world that you don't understand or know. Which is precisely why the library has become my new best friend the last 3 years while I have attended Hogwarts. Exploring pages, reading about stories that your mother could never have dreamed of creating, and discovering most things you never believed in are, in fact, true and as real as yourself. Unicorns were just worn out stickers on my binders from 2nd grade. Now they're real. And are closer than I thought.
"Muggle sorts and odds are natural to me, so you won't find me observing a battery like it's some sort of symbol of evolution. Yes, I go to movie theatres with my family and I do the daily thing that muggles so while I'm not within Hogwarts grounds. I love movies. My favorite is The Dark Crystal, and I know that may seem a bit bizarre, considering it's a movie using puppets, but the imagination and work behind it is just so fasinating to me. I'm trying to convince my mother to buy me an owl to send letters over the summer, but she refuses. "We have way too many animals in the house, already. Like we need another cage to clean!" My little brother, Nick, has a large amount of pets in his room. In which he ignores, leaving it for my parents to clean. Sigh... I suppose I can get over it, and explain all that to my friends. It would be nice to talk to other students about homework when I don't get it instead of going to my mother and asking what the hell a flubberworm is.
 "I have yet to get over the fact that there is a world beneath all of our noses, so me gasping and seeming very interested in a common wizard world topic will not be uncommon. My mother's books and movies such as The Blob are the closest things to magic that I've been to, up until my 1st year. I'm commited, broad-minded, and I try not to be sarcastic. That's only when I'm in a bad mood and once in a while when I just want to crack a joke at someone with playful irony.
"Living with two brothers, you soon to learn that you can't live without defense, so I possess plenty of that. I take bad critisism very well. If you ever keep a promise or say something to me, you'll be surprised how seriously I'll take it. I'll point out that you'll break it and you shouldn't tell me things that you're not even sure of yourself, we get into an arguement, and then we get on with our lives. And then when you break it, I'll literally rub it in your face because I told you so. This reminds me of what happened to me last year. Leo Dawson, in Hufflepuff, basically declaired he was in love with me last year when we actually finally became friends after two years of classes together. And, although I felt a bit bad about it, I straight out told him, "No, you don't love me. You can't say that because you don't even know the definition of love. And you told Mac that last week. Idiot." and then after a few weeks he went on about how he still really liked me, and how he said, "Maddie, I would never hurt you. You know that, right?" So I sighed, then stated, "You're just saying that because you think telling that to a girl would be sufficiant enough to get yourself into their heart and to beleive that you really love them. Sorry. I don't have time for sappy promises. And you can't even say that, considering you're hurting me now. By annoying me. Good-bye." I haven't talked to him since. Oh well. He was seriously getting on my nerves, anyway.
"So, yes... I guess that's me. Just Maddie." [partial of]Thinking outside the box
Others who think outside the box.
 Witty banter and meeting friendly new people.
My friends, sometimes more than my family.
Richard Samuels. (but she is the only one aware of it)
Books... and reading, I guess.
The Dark Crystal. "It's my favorite movie. I don't care if it's muggle entertainment. I grew up with it."
Alternative music.
Rasberries.
Cherry Chapstick.
Simple things. [detests]Anything even remotely tacky, romantic, or emotional.
Valentine's Day.
Horrible grammar or books with no real point.
Gossip.
Squash and spinach.
Intolerable know-it-alls.
Being cornered or used for information.
Divination. "Trelawney and I didn't get along."
"Destiny." "I can argue about that for as long as you want."
Dull, boring People who lack common sense.
Mandrakes. [etc. etc. etc.] "Personally, I'd rather get school over with and THEN fall in love. Plus, most of my friends are guys, and it's just... I don't know. Weird? Yeah, yeah. I've liked a boy before, but rarely ever so often. I've had my fair share of Valentine's cards. They all end up in the trash. Disgusting.
"My favorite word is "Excellent.'"
"I recycle as much as I can and I support vegetarians, but I am not one myself. My parents would have a cow if they found out I wasn't eating meat, so I generally try to eat as little of it as possible at school. I prefer fruit, anyway.
"I'm allergic to mandrake root. Figures.
"I speak a little French." [ updated August 26th ](( I HATE WATERMARKS. ))
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Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 9:00 pm
True LoveYou're the only one that leaves me completely breathlessCurrent BoyfriendI've got a love and I know that it's all mineNever Gonna BeIf what you are is a daydream, I'll never get to hold, at least you'll knowPossibility Forgive me if I admit that I'd love to love youShameless FlirtingI wonder if he knows he's all I think about at nightDouble TakeThat's why you keep on running in and out of my mindBest Friends The light changes when you're in the roomGetting Closer I'm taking pictures in my mind, so I can save them for a rainy dayAverage Friends I know we're coolUsed To Be / Old Friends It's hard to remember how it felt beforeWanna Be Friends? Reaching for something in the distanceFriend Of A Friend Maybe this wind blowing in just came from the oceanFamiliar Face You wait and see when the smoke clearsMutual Hate Just a bridge that I gotta burnSecret Hatred I'm just sitting here planning my revengeUsing MadelineAre you happy now?Jealous Of MadelineAnd I wanna know what on earth makes you act like thisEx Boyfriend State the obvious, I didn't get my perfect fantasyFriendly RivalsEverything is alright if I just breatheAnnoyance / EmbarrassmentOh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect dayTaylor Swift, Kelly Clarkson, Evanescence, Michelle Branch, The Wreckers, Gwen Stefani, Alanis Morissette, Miranda Cosgrove[size=10][b]The name's:[/b] [b][color=YOURCOLOR](first middle last)[/color][/b]
[b]I'm a:[/b] ([b][color=crimson]Gryffindor[/color][/b], [b][color=dodgerblue]Ravenclaw[/color][/b], [b][color=gold]Hufflepuff[/color][/b], [b][color=yellowgreen]Slytherin[/color][/b])
[b]And I'm in my:[/b] (1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th year)
[b]Our relationship:[/b] (obvious)
[b]What I think of Madeline:[/b] [b][color=YOURCOLOR]"(1st person, please)" [/color][/b]
[b]Our history:[/b] (if there's depth, please explain it thoroughly)
[b]I want this to happen:[/b] (plotting, scheming, ideas for the future)
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:16 pm
[Ms. Delavaniteux, Defence Against the Dark Arts]
[Ms. Del'Cour'D'Amor, Defence Against the Dark Arts]
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:18 pm
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