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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 9:13 pm
THE CHARACTER I never see what has been done; I only see what remains to be done  Professor Ochala Novene Rothnight
Class: Transfiguration
Age: Thirty-One
Gender: X-Chromosome
Former House: Ravenclaw
Blood: Pure
Wand: 13' Pliable wand made from the trunk of a Willow tree, making it much more easier to bend and shaped as desired in Transfiguration.
Sexuality: Pansexual--------------- PERSONALITY
D E V O T E D;; de⋅vot⋅ed // zealous or ardent in attachment, loyalty, or affection: a devoted friend.
✖✖ I have lived a long life filled with many paths that have all lead to very different outcomes, but over all brought a great deal of satisfaction. In fact, not completing a task kills the greater part of me every minute it remains as such. Since I was a young child, devotion has always been a personal goal of mine for when you put your heart and soul into something it always blossoms into something absolutely amazing. Because of this finding, you will not find me standing around doing absolutely nothing, there is so much to do and so little time to do it, and to assure my desires and beliefs are fulfilled, I am devoted in that task and or tasks.
M O D E S T;; mod⋅est // free from ostentation or showy extravagance: a modest house.
✖✖ There is nothing more irritating than a person thriving on the extravagant words of others. Disturbing is more like it, if you ask me. There are dire consequences for requiring the meaning of your existence to be spelled out in black and white for all to see; and most of those consequences are not passive. No matter how great a person you are, if you require validation, life will prove how wrong you are. To avoid these rash personality flaws, I tend to carry myself with a pacifistic regalement. I don't want to be seen in a bright spotlight, because I know at my young age I have done nothing that is worth it. If one day the great entities that make up this world find it necessary to write my name in history with sung praises, I will respectfully accept it as a gift. However, I am just one woman trying to shape the minds of those younger than I to better their lives in the future. So that they may walk in that spotlight.
D Y N A M I C;; dy⋅nam⋅ic // Characterized by continuous change, activity, or progress: a dynamic market.
✖✖ I twist to fit the mold, not to make myself more enjoyable, but to ensure my students are getting the best of me when they are giving the best of themselves. The teacher, student bond is of a fragile nature and any self respecting teacher will know that in order to truly reach those you are trying to enlighten you have to be willing to change a part of yourself in order to reach them. A student who learns by doing will not understand the curriculum as say a student that learns by seeing. I have been a teacher for a while now, I have taught myself to keep my personality the same and never change who I am, but everything else is easy to adjust as students come and go.
qC A L M;; calm // without rough motion; still or nearly still: a calm sea.
✖✖ I am the graceful wall flower, I am always watching, waiting, and observing the nature of everyone around me. I find the detail, that little hint of character that not many can see. I am very detail oriented. That is why I associate myself with people who are usually jigsaw puzzles, continents in size. I want to crack their shells, and see what is inside. I offer insight to those who need it, often in the forms of lessons or riddles most end up solving later on down the road. In the end, my wisdom always comes full circle and those who have spoken with me on behalf of their own woes always feel better after having done so. It comes with years of understanding and extensive observation.
T O U G H;; tough // capable of great endurance; sturdy; hardy: tough troops.
✖✖ I learned from a young age that life does things to us that most cannot understand, however they happen, and we cannot change that. When I was young it was near impossible to admit my fear of the world, however, I know that anything that hurts me is either going to kill me, and then it wouldn't really matter what happened to me, or make me stronger. I learn a lesson. This is what makes me so strong and courageous. When it is my turn to die then I shall, but for now I will accept the challenges of this life and carry them over into the next life.
I N T E R E S T E D;; in⋅ter⋅est⋅ed // having an interest in something; concerned: Interested members will meet at noon.
✖✖ The world is my canvas and as often as humanity confuses me, it captivates me just as much, if not so much more. The feelings and emotions, the mannerisms and the strangeness that only humans and creatures resembling humans can convey. I learn all that I can from my own teachers, even as a teacher myself, I never stop thirsting for knowledge. I am constantly reading, always watching with my good eye. Trying to decipher the code of the world step by step until I can one day become what I have dreamed of being since the moment I was created, complete.
--------------- Weaknesses:
✖✖ Physically weak, what can I say, I am not some ruffian!
✖✖ Can predict the outcome of many scenarios, except, mine own.
✖✖ I rely on a strict schedule, when that schedule is thrown off course, my whole life could come crashing down upon me. It is not a good idea to break the chain of command I have kept in my life.
Strengths:
I N T E L L E C T;; –noun 1. the power or faculty of the mind by which one knows or understands, as distinguished from that by which one feels and that by which one wills; the understanding; the faculty of thinking and acquiring knowledge.
✖✖ I have always been a great student in school no matter what grade. There wasn't a thing I couldn't do when it came to learning. Its the truth. I think things through before thrusting myself into a situation that could prove itself dire. I am always on my toes no matter the danger and use my cunning to solve problems that arise in this business. Not only myself but others rely on this said intelligence to complete which needs to be done.
I M P R O V;; –verb 1. to compose and perform or deliver without previous preparation; extemporize: to improvise an acceptance speech.
✖✖ Hell, we can't all be smart a 100% of the day. So when my intelligence serves no purpose, I McGuyver equipment out of whatever is around me and get myself out of a bad situation with no room to complain. Sometimes not having a plan is the best plan, and I swear this ideal has got me out of more sticky situations than any amount of magic could. It doesn't help that I can often predict whether my luck is going to run out or not....
L U C K;; -noun 1. the force that seems to operate for good or ill in a person's life, as in shaping circumstances, events, or opportunities: With my luck I'll probably get pneumonia.
✖✖ I don't have much to say on this subject, but I think a lot of the time, I am very lucky. There is something about me that Lady Luck finds attractive because even knowing the future, the parts that I don't know seems to some how make itself known in small ways. When my intellect and improv fail me, which they have in the past, Lady Luck gives me a boost with her great magic and stuff happens in my favor which by all matters of fate probably shouldn't have.
Secrets:
None at this time
Patronus:
A successful reproduction of my Patronus reveals that it is calm in nature, but strong in presence. It reveals it self to be two fish connected together by a very thin strand of ethereal string. This is the representation of the two balances in my life. Not entirely as though Yin and Yang, but close enough. Both fish appear as Koy.
Boggart:
Mother and Father have always been the worst for me. Their words of disapproval have cut me into many pieces and stomped into dust, because of this nature, they are my worst fear in all of the world. Their voices chime in unison speaking on behalf of all of my failures and how that I will amount to nothing, and because I am human life, I am very much prone to failure such as everyone else. It's part of our nature, however, from them, the words could cut me completely in half.
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Likes
✿ T E A C H I N G: Has always been a passion of mine. Uniting knowledge and wisdom with minds that desire to absorb it. Another miracle of the existence.
✿ W R I T I N G: I do a lot more writing than I should. Journal entries, stories, poems, anything to do with the written word.
✿ G A R D E N I N G: Though I may not like fresh cut flowers in my home, I really love a beautiful garden full of life and color. Even more so than that, I love to dig in the dirt with my hands.
✿ M U S E U M S: It doesn't really matter the topic, I really love that I can go and visit a place filled with history and information for me to retain and give to my students. Even Muggle museums, they are extraordinary.
✿ R E A D I N G: Everyone loves to read, even if you don't admit it out loud, you know you have read something in your life that has changed you, for better or worse.
✿ L O N G W A L K S: I just like to clear my troubled mind, and walking allows me to do so. Whether alone or with company, you never feel worse when returning from a walk. If anything, the scenery has at least inspired you.
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Dislikes [list at least 6]
✿ S I L E N C E: Too quiet spaces creep me out. I like noise, of any kind really. Most of my students know my classrooms to play some sort of soft classical music during times of study or tests. It's habit.
✿ C A N ' T: That word frustrates every fiber of my being. If you believe you can't, then you have not even tried. Allow yourself a failure just to be sure. Better to be a brave fool and try than a complete fool and never have taken a chance.
✿ F A I L U R E: When a student fails my class. I fail. If they have learned nothing from the lessons of my class, then I did not do my job as much as I could have. It's only important to strive to do better the next time around.
✿ C H A O S: Chaos in my is far too extreme for my calm demeanor. In fact, when, "all hell breaks loose," I believe that is the closest I become to being stressed out and act accordingly. Maintaining a healthy balance of calm and chaos is necessary, but all chaos throws off the balance of me. And I don't particularly like being off balance.
✿ Y E L L O W: Why? I just can't see it, that is why. Been a strange trait the women in my family have since long before even my great grandmother can remember.
✿ D E A T H D E F Y I N G: There is no reason a person should be able to come back once they have been relieved of this life time. There are plenty of people in history that have been able to do it, and trust me, it pains me that they threw off the balance. To do it now would just be a stab at life that irks me. When it is your turn to go, just go already! It's a blessing, not a burden.
--------------- LOOKS Appearence:
•• s w ii r l ii n g p o o l s (Eye description)
A very oceanic blue. And yet, the other is a very sage green. Yes, two different colors, the representation of the balance needed in my life. All the women in my family have this racial trait, and though rare it never fails to be seen in EVERY female in my families' history. My great grand mother, of whom I adore to no end speaks freely about this trait in her writings. How it is the depiction of the woman soul. The other side is at one with nature, giving birth, taking care of children and being the shoulders at which the weight of the world is weighed upon. The other side is her ability to change and shape herself as the world begins to turn, much like water. A woman is many things, my great grandmother would say, above all else she is quiet strength.
•• f r ii z z a n d f r o (Hair description)
I maintain my hair always at a below my lower back standard. It is straight, not layered, and always brushed till there is not a single strand out of place. My bangs I keep at eyebrow level and as well as the rest of my hair, is cut straight. It's not that having some kind of styled appearance to your hair is a bad thing, but such pleasantries are too extravagant for me. I spend too much time moving, acting, doing and fixing transfiguration mishaps. Who really has anyone to impress in that kind of environment? So for the sake of time, straight and brushed works well for my lifestyle. The color is often times questioned, for some have noticed the light hints of chestnut and mistook it for my true color, while others have only seen the dark auburn which is hard to decipher from the shadows that conceal my hair a lot of the day. One can certainly tell that I am not too particular about my hair whatsoever.
•• j u s t t o o s e x y f o r m y s e l f (Body Build and Clothing Style)
The shell of my form is well taken care of, even at my young age of thirty one, I make sure to always take care of myself, walking a few times a day, getting in my step count and eat right and healthy. I avoid candy and sweets unless otherwise noted. I have long slender legs that have seen a dance class or two when I was young, the same going for my arms. I have maintained a low level of body fat, so my torso happens to be relatively flat with a little muscle. Beyond that there is nothing to report, most don't see most of my body anyways. I am always draped in a cloak of sorts, it's all just part of habits. My skin color, however, is a very pale peach, most would just consider it pale, but I do have SOME color to me, I am aware the sun exists, thank you.
•• e v e r y o n e h a s a t l e a s t o n e. (Birthmarks, Tattoos, Etc.)
I have a lot of scars on my back. From my history you will find out as to why they are here, I honestly do not like repeating this piece of my past for obvious reasons.....
•• s h o r t a n d s w e e t (Height)
Five-Feet Five Inches
•• t o o m u c h s w e e t p o t a t o p ii e (Weight)
One-Hundred, Forty Pounds--------------- PAST Quick List:
* Born and raised in Manchester, England to intellectual parents
* Suffered through school to be near the top of class
* Became Archiver of Prophesies in the Hall of Prophecy for the Ministry of Magic
* Grew bored of the position and was offered a job at Hogwarts
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Detailed:
`Family life, is so drawn out and overdone, like a burnt piece of meat. No one really wants to eat it, but you cannot allow it to go to waste. In many attempts to recall a time in my childhood where I could sustain a good thought on my parents behalf, I failed, emphatically. It's not as though I hated them, for they gave me a good life for what I choose to remember about it. It was their unbridled passion for intellect that drove me to become the woman I am today. However, it was a long, difficult and emotional journey that maybe in the future many will learn from. To better understand me, you have to start right at the beginning. Starting with before I was born, since we all know that the birth of new life does not indicate the start of the world and or universe, that is just absurd. I don't quite remember what career paths my parents had chosen for themselves. I knew that they worked strictly for the Ministry of Magic possibly as central intelligence, gathering data as necessary. Spies, is what it made them sound like, but I honestly doubt that. But I digress. Their hard working nature had gotten them a sparking throne in the Ministry, more so for their intellectual aptitude, it was decidedly formidable. How they were capable of loving one another, let alone raising a child was beyond me at the time. Probably came out of left field for a lot of people when they decided to marry. I always thought it was boredom. When you know practically everything, what is left to discover? Perhaps love was the answer. It wasn't, but at the time, perhaps.
They married and started on having children from the very start. It was a lovely little boy. I was told his name was Henry, or better yet I was yelled. Henry could do no wrong. Even as he went on to school as a Wizard, he was even more breath taking with his magic. He wasn't a Ravenclaw like I turned out to be, and my family all before that, but they loved him regardless. Henry was always sick though, I remember being very young and being left with nannies so my mother and father could tend to his needs. All the magic in the world was not helping, though wonderful, it was not able to solve all of the problems of the world and Henry died before reaching his fourth year, the same time that I entered my first year. My parents were never the same again. I believe it was the for the fact that they had surpassed so many in terms of intelligence, but when it came to Henry and his illness I believe it made them realize that no one can know everything all of the time. My Great Grandmother came to stay with us, to help me through school and to raise me, where as my parents were now busying themselves in work again. I think it was to cope with the loss of their son and I do not blame them for such a thing.
My first year was now over, a year spent with my Great Grandmother was the most amazing experience of my life. She taught me the beauty of our family, the reason our eyes were different colors and what the strange things I saw in my sleep were. How our family had descended from great Seers that did not have recognition as such for how few there really were. Not to mention all the quacks that thought themselves as such, only poor fools. I did not pass that first year top of my class as my parents had surprisingly expected. Henry could do it with his eyes closed asleep. Why couldn't I? My father took control of my studies after that, I was to have no friends. No connections with the outside world until I could memorize and recite things I probably did not need to know. The studies were grueling. One wrong answer and he would fly off the deep end. In order to help me solve the problems faster and more accurately, he lay rice on the ground and have me kneel on said rice. It was the proper motivation if I wished to excel. I still have the scars to this very day. He had tyrannical methods of pushing me further but even I knew they had worked. As a child I was terrified of him and as I aged I merely wanted to be away from him as much as possible out of boredom of his old methods.
My Great Grandmother continued to study with me the position of a seer. My dreams becoming more vivid and contrite as I aged. Upon completing my time at Hogwarts, she took me on a pilgrimage away from my mother and father who barely noticed once I had achieved what they wanted me too. We were seeking the enlightenment that I so needed and our search took us to China where we learned spiritual meditation and understanding. It was then that I was able to see clearly all the visions I had been having, only this time they happened not only in my dreams but while I was awake. Sometimes right before they were to happen and often times they were things I had not seen happen for months on end. As we spent the next year in China, I archived my visions to predate the consistency of their prophecies only to find that I was more precise than I thought was possible. My Great Grandmother's guidance and the trip she had planned had opened my third eye far greater than any book ever could. It wasn't a surprise I got the call from the Ministry after a number of my own prophesies had proven to be truth. I didn't prefer making them as I did organizing them and studying them. You could ask me anything about anything and I could remember a prophesy and who said it. Go on, ask me!
My life was passing before me quicker than I anticipated. I had studied a broad array of subjects while holding my position at the Ministry. Though most thought I was a fake as the rest of them, my job was completely secure no matter what the rest of the Ministry thought. I was, at the time, the most consistent Seer they had, and therefor they could not afford to lose me to a few upset fans. Don't believe for a second that my parents are well out of the picture, for they had been angry at me for over ten years the last time I had spoken with them had been just that. After swallowing their pride, and pulling as many strings as they could before their fingers began to ache from the plucking, they landed me a career at Hogwarts, not for the sake of my sanity and respect, but for their own. It really was always about them in the long run. It just so happens that transfiguration was my favorite class in school. I don't know what it was about the class that intrigued me so much, I suppose divination should have been it but I was too afraid that people would suspect me a Seer. I had kept that aspect of my life a secret until now. I have fulfilled the Transfiguration Proctor position for five years. I am happy to say it was the best thing my parents had ever done for me. --------------- FAMILY
██ █▐ x N a m e?? Lord Bach Rothnight
██ █▐ x A g e?? Seventy-Nine
██ █▐ x R e l a t i o n?? Father
██ █▐ x W h e r e a b o u t s?? Manchester, England, alive and kicking, though I rarely see much of him these days.
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██ █▐ x N a m e?? Lady Ida Rothnight
██ █▐ x A g e?? Sixty-Nine
██ █▐ x R e l a t i o n?? Mother
██ █▐ x W h e r e a b o u t s?? Deceased
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██ █▐ x N a m e?? Sarah Rothnight
██ █▐ x A g e?? One-hundred and Seven
██ █▐ x R e l a t i o n?? Great Grand Mother
██ █▐ x W h e r e a b o u t s?? She lives somewhere in Northern Ireland. I see her almost as much as I can with my busy school schedule. We have tea on Sundays. --------------- PET
Name: Zeus
Age: Three
Gender: Y-Chromosome
Breed: big-eared woolly bat (Chrotopterus auritus)
Picture: (Please see the above image)
Personality: Zeus has been a friend of mine for a long time. He is stubborn, often times talks back to me in his own little way, but I know that we could never be truly mad at one another. He is very talkative for such an animal and sometimes opens his mouth in rebuttal when he senses me in distress. He is like a small, nonthreatening bodyguard.
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Short History:
I found Zeus in my attic, where he had been stuck for many days apparently. I spent the next two weeks trying to approach him but to no avail. After another week of feeding he was ready to allow me nearest him, and since then, he has not left my company. In fact, though he was stuck, he still tends to sleep there, of course, upon a silk pillow, which I suppose was part of the prerequisites to staying with me. Along with a constant supply of food and treats, for how many times he is used as part of my demonstrations, he deserves it. --------------- OTHER
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 9:15 pm
THE CHARACTER "I'm not a player I just crush a lot."  Shelby Grace Lupin
Age/Year: Seventeen
Gender: X-Chromosome
House: Gryffindor
Blood: Half blood
Wand: 9' Cherry wood bark frame with amethyst shards built within.
Sexuality: Can't decide, she likes them all--------------- PERSONALITY [Gracie, as all her friends and family call her, as a very spunky attitude. Up beat and never negative, she is usually the fun go to girl when one is looking for a quick pick me up. There is no amount of depression and pessimism that a little Gracie cure cannot fix, at least, that is what her opinion is about herself. There is not really much that gets her down when it comes to her against the world, in fact, she is more afraid of her own mouth getting someone else down than vice versa. A big talker, Gracie loves to, not be the center of attention so much as making sure everyone is having a good time. Gracie was once asked why she didn't quit the wizardry business and go off to be a stand up comic, cause she is definitely a funny type. Hey, laughter is the key to true friendships.
Above all else, this dark haired female is very much a free spirit, enjoying outdoor activities more than sitting inside a stuffy class room reading from old books all days. Often times one can find her day dreaming about her next Quidditch match or what she could do to help the team perform better together. Or even just hanging out with her cousin and life long friend. Whatever the case may be, rest assured if she has to remain in doors for long periods of time, Gracie can prove herself to be rather short and anxious. It's not all together a great personality trait so much as it is a habit, however it is a part of her that will never die. Her heart resides in the blue whatever the shade. Soaring amongst the clouds. Which also explains her horrible love life. Because of her need to be dynamic, it is hard for Gracie to stay focused on one partner if that partner is maintaining a normalcy that she finds boring. Everything has to appeal to her volatile nature or she will pass it by.
Unfortunately, Gracie's number one flaw is her inability to lie and keep her mouth shut. To teachers is an entirely different story, she is as honest as she can muster to them, but she knows when it is not okay to offer up information. However, that being said, she has a mouth that prefers to be as blunt as possible. If your shirt is hideous and you ask, she is going to tell you that it is hideous. Sometimes it is hard to understand just why it is that she is this way, but assurance be that it has been a habit for as long as she can remember. It is best to ask opinions that matter. Such as flying, or magic use, or how a game went.
Self-esteem is very important to Gracie, for it is the strength she needs to continue on through the world. It also helps her team by believing in her own skill and in the skill of others. She will not hesitate to push a bully around a time or two if they are over stepping their boundaries. No one should feel bad about themselves especially if they have something special about them that sets them apart from the crowd. Gracie loves the Gryffindor team like they were her own family, flesh and blood. Because her self esteem is so high she constantly alights her team with positive reinforcement and has their backs at all time. Even if they were in the wrong, she is behind them one hundred and fifty percent. Grace is a strong leader because of her strong sense of self and a well respected captain as such.
motivated
That being said.... Grace is a daredevil. She is always pushing the boundaries and limitations of her own personage that it's hard to imagine she will even make it through the school year. Breaking a few bones to win a match is nothing short a simple sacrifice for and she will easily fall from unspeakable heights if it will grant her a step ahead of the game. Grace finds the biggest person to match wits with. The hardest obstacles to over come. The most sinister trouble so as to lay them down in shame. It's not the best personality trait but she is the person that is going to try everything once, twice if she lives through the first time. ]--------------- Weaknesses:
✖ Does not bode well with bullying.
✖ Has a tendency to put herself in danger with trial and error experiments.
✖ Has trouble being dishonest.
Strengths:
✖ Is natural born leader
✖ Flying most of all
✖ Transfiguration
Secrets:
✖ Keeps her cousin's secret about the murder of his younger sister, Gracie's youngest cousin.
Patronus:
✖ A beautiful eagle soaring through the air, with a wingspan of over seven feet.
Boggart:
✖ A giant serpent, Gracie does not like snakes, not one bit!
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Likes
* Flying most of all, above everything else.
* Being the captain of her team.
* Winning games for Gryffindor.
* Flirting.
* Cute boys and girls.
* Cracking jokes at people.
* Running for long miles.
* Swimming
* Guitar
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Dislikes
* Bullies
* Being treated like a, "girl."
* Losing matches.
* When team mates don't give it their all.
* Sitting in small rooms for long periods of time.
* Divination classes
* Being set up to battle her cousin. (That cheater....)
--------------- LOOKS Appearence:
•• s w ii r l ii n g p o o l s (Eye description)
Of every part of the face, it is the eyes that do a lot of talking for you when your lips are not moving. Because of Gracie's talkative and animated nature, her eyes are constantly widened, slanted and glared just to add emphasis to whatever it is that she is doing or saying. Gray in color, just like her fathers, her eyes are very doe like, round and separated by her nose very symmetrically. Grace can tell you how many black eyes she has had to date from getting hit in the face with a ball, but her eyes remain true to their common nature. Large and always happy in appearance.
•• f r ii z z a n d f r o (Hair description)
Hair is hair yo! If there was something she hates more in this world than losing matches, it is hair. It is curly every second of the day except when she has to straighten it, which happens every early in the morning. It's annoying, time consuming and makes her feel more girly than is really necessary. If she had her way, she would cut it all off, and yesterday, but her father prefers her hair long. Just to please him, she has kept it at mid back length for as long as she can remember. When there is no real reason needed to style her hair, such as staying home or days off from school, Gracie wont even bother with her tangled curls and tie them back in a loose pony tail. During practice between matches they might be put into french braids, if she feels up to it. Despite not caring no matter what and how little she does to those soft ebony locks, they always appear to have plenty of hours of care put into them.
•• j u s t t o o s e x y f o r m y s e l f (Body Build and Clothing Style)
Her most favored part of her entire being is her body, perfectly sculpted from years of running, weight training, kick boxing and of course, her years in Quidditch matches. She believes a happy lifestyle starts at the wellness of your own body, and one that is taken care of will never steer you wrong years down the road. Gracie has nice long arms and legs and a well sculpted torso, but does not consider her body sexy or beautiful. It is fit and strong as every body should be. Able to run long hours without needing rest, Gracie prefers working out during her time off to keep her body happy and well. Clothing is a different matter all together. When in school uniform, she wears a pair of black flats with pulled up white socks, as is typical amongst the female students though most of the time will switch to tennis shoes if she can get away with it. When not in uniform a pair of tight jeans and a very plain top, with black converse will serve its purpose just fine. She does not like to dress fancy for it does not fit her nature.
•• s h o r t a n d s w e e t (Height)
Five-Feet Eight Inches of if you have a problem you can kiss her well toned backside.
•• t o o m u c h s w e e t p o t a t o p ii e (Weight)
One-Hundred and Fifty Pounds of pure muscle and hard work.
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* Lived happily as an only child with single father.
* Went to school at Hogwarts with best friend and cousin.
* Excelled in flying ability until becoming captain of the Gryffindor team
* Is now entering her seventh year as captain for the third year in a row, now a prefect under her cousin who is head boy.
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Sophie Grace Lupin was born to a loving father and a greedy mother. Of course at the time she was entirely an accident not meant to grace their lives just yet. In fact, Nora was not even certain if she wanted children with James, her husband, and was even considering leaving him during the time before she realized she was pregnant. Their relationship had been a rocky one since the beginning, always fighting about where Nora had been and why she was never home, either working late with her boss or spending time with her friends a local country club. Being the wife of a wizard was not all it was cracked up to be. The secrecy was one thing, but not allowing others to come over for a visit for fear of their lives being brought to light was something she could not cope with. When Gracie was born, Nora had had it with her life and began packing when they returned home from the hospital. James begged her to stay in sake of their newborn child, but Nora's passion for life was too strong and she left without so much as a single goodbye.
James vowed to be the best father he could be for his daughter. Though it was difficult at the beginning, his sister became a mother for Gracie who spent most of her adolescent days growing up with her cousin who were only months apart in age. They were entirely inseparable when they were together. Their personalities differed, Gracie was strong, athletic and showed immense leadership skills even at a young age, whereas Hawk had a strong sense of justice. They both utilized their skills to outsmart and think their parents time and time again. Things would change however, when Gracie was on her way to Hawk's house for their daily visit. She was eight then, and stopped to pick up some candy for the three of them, as Gracie had come to love the younger girl cousin. When she arrived at his home, she was directed towards where the pair had gotten off too, only to find the body of her younger cousin laying lifeless in front of Hawk, the murder weapon in still fresh with blood in his hand.
Gracie was the one who carried the girl back home, wrapped in her sweater, not allowing Hawk to carry her for fear of a mental break down before they could get to the safety of their home. Gracie watched her best friend go from good to worse in a few short weeks. There are some things in life that cannot be explained and this happened to be one of them. Secretly, Gracie blames herself for his sister's death even more than he blames his own self. Had she not stopped for candy and arrived on time, maybe it could have been her instead of such a young little girl. The pair entered school still estranged from one another over the events that happened many years ago, both were sorted into the house of Gryffindor and made two very prominent and widely known names for themselves, bringing honor to the Lupin family. Though in two very different ways. Where Hawk was a strong fighter, Gracie got her hands on her first broom and was in the skies in a matter of seconds. The murder of her cousin BY her cousin had finally reached the back of her mind, and flying gave her something to focus on, besides the sorrow.
Quidditch became the best thing in the whole wide world for her, becoming a seeker her second year in school, and reaching the level of captain by her sixth year. Gracie passed her classes with the muggle equivalent of a B average, meaning she was making her father proud, but her focus was not on school. During her fourth year at Hogwarts, Gracie perfected the use of her, "Air Surfing," a style of broom flying in which one stands upon their broom much like that of a surf board and uses the force of gravity to speed through the air. It was difficult, having spent many nights in the infirmary, but eventually she was Wind Surfing as freely as a bird flies in the skies. Beside her best friend, Grace welcomes her seventh year as third year running captain and now a Prefect. --------------- FAMILY
██ █▐ x N a m e?? James Lupin
██ █▐ x A g e?? Forty
██ █▐ x R e l a t i o n?? Father
██ █▐ x W h e r e a b o u t s?? Back at home in Whitecastle, they see one another every holiday and write to one another frequently
██ █▐ x N a m e?? Nora Lupin
██ █▐ x A g e?? Thirty-Eight
██ █▐ x R e l a t i o n?? Mother
██ █▐ x W h e r e a b o u t s?? Unknown --------------- PET
Name: Goo
Age: Six
Gender: Female
Breed: Flemish Giant (Rabbit)
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Personality: Goo is a lazy, furry creature that really is entirely opposite of Gracie in whom loves to be active, where as Good spends most of her day sleeping on her master's bed. However, Goo is a good listener and a kind and gentle creature and loves anyone who will spare a few carrots or fruits from their lunches.
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Short History:
* Was born from a breeder who specializes in large brand bunnies
* Was purchased for Gracie when she was eleven.
* Became a great way for Grace to cope with the absence of her mother
* Has excitingly enjoyed the move from home to school for the many other people willing to feed her. --------------- OTHER
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