#accio.introduction

[fortvscue]

╰  (  florence pugh. cisfemale. she/her. ) welcome back to hogwarts,  ALICE FORTESCUE ! you’re a SEVENTH year from GRYFFINDOR, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY THREE year old PUREBLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re ALTRUISTIC & STEADFAST as well as DOMINEERING & WELL-MEANING. is that why you’ve chosen to JOIN THE ORDER ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : laughing so hard your stomach aches, the warmth of a palm pressed against your own, bandaids over day old scratches, a backbone like steel and leaving a faint smell of bubblegum wherever you go. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

Gryffindor, Seventh yr. Former Sacred 28-er turned ice cream makers daughter, now Head Girl with a heart (mostly) of gold. Duelling Club professional, Herbology club afficionado and Seeker on the Quidditch team with a Snitch tattooed behind her left ear.

Was born a Fawley, the last of her line, the daughter of Andromache Travers, betrothed to Antioch Fawley, the only surviving son of the once great Fawley family. Her childhood was a happy one, though one that was still filled with the indoctrination of purist society, and she grew up unaware that the views her parents were raising her with weren’t the norm.

Her mother died when she was eight - vanishing sickness took hold quickly, but Dragonpox was what took her. Her father when she was ten - he hadn’t needed to work, he’d been left a fortune by family members who died too soon, but he decided to work anyway, and was caught in a collapsing Egyptian tomb. 

She was more or less adopted that same summer by Hugo Fortescue, a family friend who had been widowed in the same explosion that took Antioch (and, yes, her father was named after that Antioch. The Peverell one.) 

Suddenly she lost almost everything she had ever known. Yes, Hugo was a pureblood, though not a member of the Sacred 28 owing to him having immigrated from France only a few years earlier to be with his wife, but he was by no means wealthy. Or, perhaps, he was a lot more frugal than Alice was used to her family being.

Gone were the parties and little excursions to her friends houses, the fancy dresses and lessons on etiquette and what to expect from the Black’s and the Lestrange’s and the Rosier’s and Yaxley’s and Shacklebolt’s, the echoing halls of her manor of a home and the cold reality that while her parents loved her, they did not always treat her as such.

Living with Hugo - and her now adoptive older brother, Florean - was a learning curve that she hadn’t ever anticipated. She was suddenly faced with the reality that everything her parents had drilled into her, all of it was a lie. None of it was true. The innate kindness they’d tried to force out of her, the natural love of humanity and awe of muggles that they’d tried to burn out of her, that was true. What wasn’t was the lesson that they were superior that they had drilled into her head, that had been why she felt so out of place here, because their blood was pure.

She didn’t want to admit it, not then, but her childhood was tainted. It’s something she struggled with for a long time, hell, even now she struggles with it - that, really, she isn’t a Fortescue, even though that’s the name she totes, the name she is more than proud of - that her family, her blood, were people who hated anyone that was different. 

For all intents and purposes, Hugo and Florean were more like family than her parents ever were. They made time for her - Florean, even then, was her overprotective big brother - the one that would take a jinx to the chest for her, the one that would torment anyone who hurt her, the one who would wake up too early to learn how to braid her hair because Hugo was always too busy to do it. 

Despite all the unlearning she did - and still is doing, believe me, she knows she isn’t perfect, but she’s angrier than ever and learning more and more each day - she still remained close with several of her childhood friends. They’d come visit her in the ice cream parlour, and she’d sneak them a scoop or two before abandoning her post to run around Diagon Alley with her.

That started to change as she grew - as she became a teenager, and suddenly she was listening to muggle music, and watching muggle tv shows, following Florean out into muggle London for the first time, but certainly not the last. She started to lose friends when they couldn’t understand why she was abandoning them, when to her, she wasn’t. They were so important to her, some still are today, even if she isn’t proud of that, proud of being friends with people on both sides. 

When she got her letter to Hogwarts, a couple of years after being allowed her own wand - under Hugo’s strict supervision (okay, so it wasn’t necessarily always strict, but he said it was to anyone who dared ask him why she could sometimes be found waving her wand in the middle of the ice cream parlour in the middle of Diagon Alley), she knew exactly where she was meant to be.

She’d already gone through a “phase” of getting into skirmishes with people who, in her eyes, didn’t know how to treat people with respect. It’s something that’s definitely mellowed, though that instinct, that protective flare still hasn’t faded, not even now. It was obvious to any of the people who knew her, who knew her as a Fortescue, that she was going to be sorted into Gryffindor - nobody was less surprised than Alice when it barely took a second before she was swept off her feet.

Her fascination with muggle music and love of art only grew at Hogwarts - her natural ability with plants made certain Alice always found a home in the Greenhouses, and her wand’s natural inclining to defensive magic made it easy to thrive in Defence Against the Dark Arts. 

Trying out for Quidditch is a no brainer - she’s not so graceful on her feet on the ground, more often than not tripping and skinning her knees, Drooble’s gum bubble popped as she goes, but on a broom? She knows how to be graceful there, in the air, not quite so high as to be above the clouds, but high enough to be above their heads. She’s not meant to be trying out for the Seeker position - she thought maybe Chaser, or Beater, but Seeker was where she found herself, and where she’s stayed ever since.

Now she’s in her last year, she’s found that so much has changed. The world is on the verge of war, and Alice knows she’ll end up fighting - she wants to be an Auror, she has done since she was fifteen and met one in the ice cream parlour, looking for a lead. She just doesn’t know how far this will go - how far she’ll let herself go, how far they’ll all let themselves go. She only knows that she won’t ever back down.

- x -

middle name: marguerite. 

languages spoken: english, french, latin (duh). 

body modifications: five ear piercings. two tattoos. a golden snitch behind her left ear, one that moves and flaps it’s wings. a lion on her ribcage.

hobbies: photography, quidditch, herbology club, eating ice cream. being the most badass head girl hogwarts has ever seen. (in her own words, of course).

orientation: bisexual (and biromantic) af. let her have kissed girls and boys.

wand: yew wood and phoenix feather core. twelve inches. rigid. excellent for duelling, and by definition, defense against the dark arts and charms. (also with a dark and very fearsome reputation, she’s learned.)

boggart is herself turning into an inferi. that’s cool. totally not somehow a metaphor for how afraid she is of losing herself and her mind.

patronus: elephant.

amortentia: cinnamon being sprinkled across freshly baked cookies. her mother’s perfume. pink blossoms falling to the ground in the midday autumn breeze. pumpkin pasties, the way the hogwarts kitchens always make. seawater crashing against the coast. bouquets of tiger lily on the dinner table. firework sparks. droobles best blowing gum, bubblegum and blueberry mixing. water hitting tea. laundry, freshly done, just out of the dryer. woody cologne. 

birthday: october 9th, 7:54pm.

zodiac: libra sun.

egyptian zodiac: horus. 

positive traits: altruistic, steadfast, compassionate, loyal, personable, passionate.

negative traits: domineering, well-meaning, self sabotaging, messy, clumsy, closed off.

expanded aesthetic: laughing so hard your stomach aches, the warmth of a palm pressed against your own, bandaids over day old scratches, a backbone like steel and leaving a faint smell of bubblegum wherever you go, running hands through your hair, coffee with three sugars and no milk, eating ice cream for breakfast, leather jackets emblazoned with flowers, never letting your camera get dusty, potted plants on your window still, pressing kisses to people’s cheeks, standing by the sea as it crashes against the shore, sleepless nights buried in text books, wielding authority with a laugh and a smile.

[bareitall]

╰  welcome back to hogwarts AMELIA BONES ! you’re a SIXTH year from HUFFLEPUFF, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY - ONE year old PUREBLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re CAPRICIOUS & PASSIONATE as well as PETULANT & HARDHEADED. is that why you’ve chosen to JOIN THE ORDER ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : the warmth of a campfire, lingering musk perfume, shards of a broken mirror, a heavy sigh after a long tiring day. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

basics

name: amelia tiara bones

nickname: ames, melia, lia

gender: ciswoman

sexual orientation: bisexual

blood status: pureblood

ethnicity: spanish english 

birthdate: 12th january 2000

sun sign: capricorn

place of residence: bones house, surrey

affiliation: order of the phoenix, bones family

specifics

aesthetics:  the warmth of a campfire, lingering musk perfume, shards of a broken mirror, a heavy sigh after a long tiring day.

personality: capricious, passionate, petulant & hardheaded.

house: hufflepuff

wand: 14 inch with phoenix feather core, made out of elm wood, flexible

patronus: a brown bear

boggart: her house on fire

amortentia: the smell of roses and wood shavings, her mother’s roasted beef and vegetables.

activities: slug club, prefect, duelling club, chaser for hufflepuff quidditch team

aspiration: to be a member of the wizengamot 

headcanons

- amelia has high aspirations in life. the bones is a family of successful people and she does not want to feel like she’s falling short on the legacy she has to live up.

- amelia secretly likes to sing. you can catch her singing in the shower.

will add more soon!

wanted connections

- me, you, an escape plan. the person she’d cross oceans for. if the person says “run with me”, she’ll ask “how far”.

- i’ve loved you since we were seven. her childhood friend she loves.

- you’re my best of best friends. her best friend.

[ofcarrows]

╰  (  adeline rudolph, cis female  she/her.  ) welcome back to hogwarts ALECTO “ALLIE” CARROW  ! you’re a SEVENTH year from SLYTHERIN, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY-TWO year old PUREBLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re DETERMINED & COMPETITIVE as well as RECKLESS & IMPULSIVE. is that why you’ve chosen to  JOIN THE DEATH EATERS ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : travelling to new places, black lacy lingerie on pale skin, dark red lipstick and killer heels, expensive perfume that you can’t afford and experimenting with dark arts in closed rooms . how interesting. oh well, see you in class ! 

Full Name: Alecto

Nicknames: Als, Allie, Carrow

Age: 22

Birthday: 31st August

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship Status: Betrothed to Antonin Dolohov

Patronus: Fox

Boggart: Amycus dying

Wand Type: Aspen, dragon heart string, 11 and a half inches

Affiliation:  The Death Eaters

Alecto is a curator of Chaos. She loves nothing more than creating chaos, and craziness. Sometimes she involves herself, or other times she just watches the side lines. Regardless, she adores it

She’s not amazing at magic. But what she lacks in magical ability, she makes up for in her ability to manipulate. Alecto has a great ability to make anyone give or do whatever she wants.

Despite not being great at magic, she does have some talent for charms and potions. She’s not too bad at duelling either. Not amazing, but not totally useless. She’s been in the charms, potions and duelling club since she began Hogwarts, and that has greatly improved her skills.

Quidditch has always been her favourite thing, and she’s practically spent her childhood on a broom. She’s a beater on the Slytherin quidditch team, and she adores it.

She doesn’t quite know what she wants to do when she graduates Hogwarts, but knowing she’s supposed to marry Antonin, having a job probably isn’t that important.

She doesn’t love easily. She barely loves at all. Apart from herself she only loves Amycus. But even then, she loves herself a lot more than she loves him.

Amycus is still the only person she would do anything in the world for though. She would die for him, but she’s hoping that won’t be necessary.

Joining the death eaters was a easy choice. She might not have the best magical skills, but she’s adapted over the years, and she knows her skills in manipulation are much appreciated.

[magicwoah]

hiii  i’m  abby  and  i’m  playing  everyones  favorite  dada  professor  ,  can’t  believe  he  only  taught  for  one  year  such  a  crime  everything  about  him  screams  professor  lupin  .  under  the  cut  is  gonna  be  some  info  ,  it  probably  won’t  be  super  long  because  i  feel  like  he’s  pretty  established  but  some  things  i’m  adding  and  giving  a  little  bit  of  spice  too  .

(  tw  :  scars  ,  hurting  himself  when  he  turns  ,  parental  death  ,  anxiety   )

PRE  HOGWARTS  .

remus  lupin  was  born  to  hope  and  lyall  lupin  .  they  adored  their  little  bundle  of  joy  ,  they  lived  in  the  country  side  and  remus  went  on  walks  with  his  mother  down  to  the  beach  .  he’d  pet  every  dog  he  passed  on  his  way  there  ,  remus  lupin  always  loved  dogs  .  he  also  loved  collecting  flowers  ,  he’d  bring  an  old  celebrations  tin  box  and  put  as  many  flowers  in  it  as  he  could  find  on  his  walks  .  remus  lupin  is  about  as  mamas  boy  as  they  come  .  he  used  to  be  close  with  his  father  but  things  changed  .  his  father  had  a  job  in  the  ministry  dealing  with  dangerous  creatures  ,  fenrir  greyback  was  someone  lyall  lupin  had  been  after  for  years  .  he’d  pour  himself  into  his  work  ,  leaving  remus  and  hope  alone  it  was  late  one  februrary  night  when  fenrir  greyback  broke  into  their  home  and  attacked  five  year  old  remus  .  lyall  wasn’t  home  ,  it  was  a  dig  at  him  you  can’t  catch  me  ,  you  can’t  do  your  job  ,  you  can’t  even  protect  your  own  son  and  now  he’s  a  monster  like  me  .  

lyall  left  his  job  ,  it  was  hard  to  work  for  the  ministry  knowing  his  son  wasn’t  registered  .  hope  had  no  idea  what  to  do  how  to  care  for  her  son  ,  she’d  listen  to  his  cries  and  pleads  through  the  door  every  full  moon  .  remus  shouting  no  mama  no  i  don’t  wanna  not  again  ,  please  !  it  was  a  lot  to  bare  raising  remus  ,  they’d  planned  to  have  more  children  but  they  couldn’t  and  remus  always  blames  himself  for  that  .  he  was  too  much  to  manage  .  remus  began  to  develop  scars  on  his  body  ,  he  remembers  being  very  confused  when  he’d  find  them  .  he  used  to  think  there  was  another  werewolf  who  visited  him  and  they’d  fight  each  other  but  there  was  never  another  werewolf  .  in  the  confides  of  his  parents  basement  ,  remus  lupin  did  that  to  himself  unknowingly  on  the  full  moon  . 

remus  struggled  with  making  friends  ,  he  attended  a  small  primary  school  with  muggles  but  he  struggled  befriending  people  .  it  wasn’t  that  he  didn’t  want  friends  ,  he  just  had  gotten  used  to  being  alone  .  with  his  father  avoiding  him  due  to  the  fact  that  his  once  golden  child  was  now  a  walking  reminder  of  his  failure  as  a  father  .  and  hope  ,  well  she  didn’t  know  how  to  help  him  but  she  tried  her  best  .  hope  lupin  tried  to  be  mother  ,  father  ,  and  friend  rolled  in  one  .  she  also  tried  being  teacher  ,  eventually  they  took  remus  out  of  school  -  the  teachers  and  parents  were  getting  nosy  about  his  scars  .  

HOGWARTS  .

remus  was  nervous  about  going  to  a  new  school  especially  a  boarding  school  where  he’d  have  to  talk  to  the  other  students  and  share  a  room  with  boys  .  he  was  nervous  about  turning  ,  what  would  happen  ??  would  he  hurt  someone  ??  where  would  he  go  ??  remus  kept  thinking  he’d  have  to  figure  this  stuff  out  on  his  own  ,  poor  remus  would  have  to  figure  out  how  he  was  going  to  handle  this  .  he  didn’t  bring  much  luggage  with  him  ,  no  pets  but  he  brought  his  textbooks  ,  clothes  ,  and  a  mars  bar  .  

luckily  he  didn’t  have  to  worry  too  much  because  he  met  with  madam  pomfrey  and  she  told  him  she  would  be  helping  him  with  his  transformations  every  month  .  it  was  nice  to  have  her  there  .  remus  never  met  his  grandparents  but  she  reminded  him  an  awful  lot  of  what  a  grandmother  might  feel  like  .  transformations  were  hard  ,  the  first  few  without  his  mom  were  the  hardest  but  eventually  he  got  used  to  it  .  

however  ,  it  was  almost  right  away  that  remus  met  peter  pettigrew  and  through  peter  he  met  sirius  black  and  james  potter  .  there  was  something  about  each  of  them  that  remus  adored  ,  his  friends  were  perfect  and  kind  .  sometimes  when  james  and  sirius  would  be  laughing  about  something  remus  would  step  back  and  take  a  mental  picture  -  he  wanted  to  relive  this  moment  forever  listening  to  his  best  friends  laughing  .  remus  thinks  james  potter  ,  sirius  black  ,  and  peter  pettigrew  are  the  best  thing  that  ever  happened  to  him  ,  of  course  he’d  never  tell  them  that  .  the  time  the  marauders  were  born  ,  it  was  the  first  time  remus  felt  like  he  belonged  somewhere  with  someone  .  he  would   never  let  anyone  take  that  feeling  away  from  him  .

remus  mother  passed  away  from  illness  when  he  was  eighteen  ,  his  father  and  him  had  the  funeral  together  .  her  muggle  friends  attended  so  it  was  magic  free  .  remus  spends  his  holidays  at  hogwarts  and  does  not  talk  with  his  father  ,  they  never  no  reason  to  anymore  .

HEADCANONS  .

remus  lupin  is  gay  ;  a  fact  he’s  always  known  but  never  really  spoke  about  that  much  ,  he’s  told  some  of  his  friends  .

he  loves  the  cold  ,  he  likes  the  feel  of  brisk  morning  air  all  sharp against  his  skin  .

he  loves  chocolate  anyway  who  knows  remus  knows  this  is  his  guilty  pleasure  ,  he  smuggles  it  and  has  hidden  stashes  in  his  dorm  room  .

remus  lupin  is  in  charms  club  ,  herbology  club  ,  potions  club  ,  slug  club  and  he’s  also  a  sixth  year  gryffindor  prefect  because  remus  is  under  the  impression  the  marauders  will  get  in  less  trouble  if  he’s  there  to  let  it  slide  .  

remus  has  a  few  noticeable  scars  on  his  face  ,  plenty  on  his  arms  but  the  most  are  on  his  back  and  chest  .  he  gets  hesitant  sometimes  when  he  has  to  take  off  his  shirt  in  front  of  people  .

remus  lupin  is  tall  .  i  stand  by  this  .  physically  i  see  him  as  very  tall  (  6′2  almost  6′3  ) but  he’s  not  athletic  he’s  more  lean  and  his  body  has  angles  and  edges  to  it  .  his  shoulders  are  a  bit  pointy  and  his  feet  a  bit  too  big  .  but  he  has  this  crooked  smile  that  when  he  shows  it  you  just  know  you’re  done  for  .

remus  loves  the  stars  ,  he  knows  they  have  names  and  constellations  but  he  likes  to  rename  them  .  he  thinks  there’s  a  star  out  there  for  everyone  .  some  people  have  stars  that  go  together  with  other  stars  maybe  the  marauders  were  just  a  constellation  .  

remus  believes  in  love  at  first  sight  .  he’s  a  bit  of  a  sap  but  hides  it  buries  it  down  .  

remus  lupin  has  severe  anxiety  (  maybe  i’m  self  inserting  but  let  me  it  fits  )  .  

[darkdealt]

             “ i feel it humming deep inside the walls ; the dark vibrations whispered acts unspeakable, horrible, reachable, audible. i'm pressured to awaken my own sight to generations ancient ones malevolent, reckoning, pestilent, beckoning. ”

╰  (   alperen duymaz, cismale. he/him.  ) welcome back to hogwarts rodolphus lestrange ! you’re a seventh year from slytherin, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a twenty-two year old pureblood, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re methodical & meticulous as well as phlegmatic & calculating. is that why you’ve chosen to join the death eaters ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : objects of metalwork and jewellery in their regalia, the first bite of the winter cold that sends chills down to the bone, observing the darkness of the night engulfing the remains of daylight, a shadow casted on ripples of water under a pale moon, hands plucking at an expanse of tattered wings. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

         intro found here.               pinterest here.

[madeyemccdy]

A.R.M. // intro

╰  (  darren barnet. cis-male. he/him. ) welcome back to hogwarts ALASTOR MOODY ! you’re a SEVENTH year from GRYFFINDOR, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY-THREE year old PUREBLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re LOYAL & HUMBLE as well as BRASH & RECKLESS. is that why you’ve chosen to JOIN THE ORDER ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : smoke trickling from the end of a blunt after a long day, scotch on the rocks, finding comfort in one’s own company, and fighting even when you don’t think you can. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

Stats

Full Name: Alastor Riku Moody

Age: 23

Birthday: January 7th

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship: Single

Patronus: Phoenix

Boggart: His father gone

Wand: Black walnut, Dragon Heartsring, 13.5 inches

Affiliation: Order of the Phoenix

Biography

Alastor Moody was a mistake. Two adults who were barely adults themselves got caught up one night and the result would last the rest of their lives. Born on a very cold morning, Alastor was the driving force for two twenty-something “adults” to try to get their act together. The bouncing baby boy had been enough for a few years, but after a while his mother, Hina, decided she wanted to focus more on her career. Frequently being featured in Witch Weekly took up too much time to raise a son. As he grew, Alastor’s mother was only ever a name--- she never came back to see her son as he got older. So, it was just him and his father. That’s all the two ever needed.

Even though Walter himself was very busy with his rising career as an Auror, he made as much time for his son as humanly possible. Nonetheless, Walter was at work more times than not, leaving Alastor with a nanny to watch him at the manor. He was taught different languages by his tutors; fluently he can speak English, Japanese, German, and French. Alastor was a boy who loved to learn.

Once arriving at Hogwarts, Alastor was placed in Gryffindor the second the hat touched his head. He took his studies seriously....sometimes too seriously. His friends would often have to drag him from the library, common room, or dorm to do something fun for a change. His father would mention on vacations that he was more than welcome to bring a friend home, but rarely did Alastor take up the offer. He was a man who liked to be alone more times than not. Most of his childhood was spent alone, so nobody could really blame him. 

His sixth year was when he decided he wanted to be an Auror like his father. Alastor knew he had the grades for it--- not to mention the connections through his family, though he refused to actually use them. He would get whatever he wanted from his own hard work rather than ever admitting he might actually need help with something. The man would likely die before asking someone for help. 

Now as a seventh year, Alastor is ready for the school year to fly by. The war outside the castle walls was brewing more and more each day. It drives him restless and he’s always looking for a way to help his fellow peers. Sometimes a little too much. His father mentioned something about getting a few less detentions this year than the last, but whether or not that happens...it doesn’t seem likely.

Wanted Connections

Ex-relationship/fling: Alastor rarely allows himself to get close to people. His circle of people he keeps close is very small, and this would be someone who managed to break down his walls. I’m up to plotting how exactly the relationship ended, but Alastor likely felt like he was getting too close to the person and pulled away. He doesn’t know how to handle his emotions whatsoever.

Current fling/fwb: It’s nothing serious. Alastor doesn’t want a serious relationship since his last one ended on a terrible note. This is just someone he’s likely friends with, but also sleeps with when they’re both bored.

Best friend: He doesn’t have many friends due to the fact that he keeps to himself more times than not, but this would be the person that always manages to drag Alastor out to have a good time. Probably the only person that can get him to go to the pub when he wants to just drink in his dorm room alone, haha.

Friends: Other friends that tolerate his moodiness.

Rival: Alastor is in a fair amount of clubs and also values his grades. It could be anyone that has bested him at dueling club or anyone he got stuck with for a project and really rather not deal with. Not necessarily someone he’s hostile with, but someone Alastor really not see daily.

Enemy: Honestly I’m open to a lot of ideas. He’s very against bloody prejudice and anyone that hurts someone he cares about might as well have a death wish. Really we can go crazy here because it doesn’t take him a lot to dislike someone.

[secndsight]

╰ ( dilan çiçek deniz. cisfemale. she/her. ) welcome back to hogwarts SYBILL TRELAWNEY! you’re a SIXTH year from RAVENCLAW, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY ONE year old HALF-BLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re ECCENTRIC & LOYAL as well as OBLIVIOUS & DEFENSIVE. is that why you’ve chosen to JOIN THE ORDER ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : smooth glass-made orb with milky swirls, the faint smell of incense smoke, carefully held herbal tea warming cold hands, and disarray of clothing that scatters the floor. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

BASICS:

NAME: Sybill Patricia Trelawney

GOES BY: Sybill, Sy (pronounced sigh), Patricia (rarely) 

PRONOUNS: She / Her

ORIENTATION: Demisexual

ZODIAC SIGNS: Cancer

AGE: 21

YEAR: Sixth

HOUSE: Ravenclaw

BIOGRAPHY:

Everyone knew of Cassandra Trelawney and with each generation passed from her bloodline, they waited for another Seer to be born. Disappointment came each time, and when it came to Sybill’s father, they all but lost hope.

When Sybill was born, her family was already slightly shunned from the rest of the Trelawneys due to her mother’s muggle status. They tried to think of a way to climb back up the proverbial ladder, and it all came to Sybill announcing to her parents that at the age of six, she was able to ‘see things.’ They deemed her as having the second sight, and they paraded that around. 

Although, she wasn’t able to come up with visions at whim, her parents pushed her to ‘exaggerate,’ and to play out the fantasies as part of her seeing into the future. They wanted theatrics, drama, the works and because those were the only times it seemed like her parents wanted to have anything to do with her, Sybill obliged. 

Her reputation grew in her hometown and even though there were those that doubted, her bloodline is what solidified their beliefs. She had to keep up with the act; she was the Trelawney’s meal-ticket. At times, Sybill would lose herself with the show, and she’d want quiet, but her mother would only look at her in disdain and her father would remind her of how bad they had it back then. 

They all but pushed her to go to Hogwarts, reminding their daughter that she still carried the Trelawney reputation. Even in the safety of her school, she had to play the part. 

PERSONALITY:

Sybill can get pretty annoying. She’s the definition of too much. She can’t help it; her parents owl her every week to remind her of the role she plays. 

Because her parents never really let her have any close friends -- their reasoning being that she would be distracted -- she doesn’t have the social skills to really get sarcasm. This gets her in trouble when her peers are getting irritated with her presence.

When she does get called out, she gets downright defensive. 

HEADCANONS: 

Those that actually bother to get to know her would know that she prefers the quiet. 

She doesn’t like being the spotlight and so her persona is basically a facade for her parent’s sake. 

Sybill actually does have the gift but it’s limited.

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╰ ( lulu antariksa. cisfemale. she/her. ) welcome back to hogwarts RITA SKEETER! you’re a SIXTH year from SLYTHERIN, right ? i’ve got your school file right here. it says you’re a TWENTY TWO year old PUREBLOOD, is that correct ? this file even has a personality entry, saying you’re CUNNING & DILIGENT as well as MANIPULATIVE & OVERBEARING. is that why you’ve chosen to REMAIN NEUTRAL ? would you look at that ! it says here other students also describe you as : the incessant scratching of a quill against fresh parchment, feigned titillated laughter, the slope of a smirk that balances the haughty pose, and gaudy crocodile print pant suits. how interesting. oh well, see you in class !

BASICS: 

NAME: Rita Skeeter

GOES BY: Rita, Ri-ri, R

PRONOUNS: She / Her

ORIENTATION: Bisexual

ZODIAC SIGN: Leo 

AGE: 22

YEAR: Sixth

HOUSE: Slytherin 

BIOGRAPHY: TW BULLYING 

In the beginning, it was just Rita and her mother. They lived a simple life -- mainly because Lady Skeeter was a simple woman. At night, she would tell tales of how she fell in love with one of the most handsome wizards in all of the land. He came from a prominent family and to protect them, he had to keep them both away. Rita would hold the story close to her heart and hope that one day, they would be complete. 

She told the story to anyone that would listen. Rita was a child and she was proud of her mother finding love. The stories and the name of her father circulated amongst the public and in turn, there were whispers about the Skeeter family. No one believed her mother, of course. And so they were known as that family. Already thrown aside by a nobody and now the mother thinks she’s bagged some high-ranking fellow.

It was easy to ignore, but when the words became harsher and crueler, it was getting harder and harder to let it slide. For someone like Lady Skeeter, it took a toll on her and each day Rita could only watch as her mother withdrew. This, of course, angered the young woman and she sought to give a little payback.

Revenge was in the form of gossip -- the very weapon they’ve used against them. Rita jumped from social circle to social circle; really put herself out there to gather information and when it was deemed useful, that same information was passed on to someone else. In the end, friends turned on friends, lovers parted ways, and it was all thanks to Rita. In her mind, they couldn’t talk about her family when they had issues of their own.

Rita realized the power she held, able to twist words to her own accord and from then, she decided that if the world was cruel enough to a woman that didn’t deserve it, she could be so as well.

PERSONALITY:

Rita is extremely manipulative. She will do what it takes to get what she needs and if she needs to lie through her teeth, she’ll just call it creative control. 

She is also very sociable. To get the dirt on people, she needs the connections and so she’s the type to make friends with just about anyone. 

She’s very selfish, as well. She puts herself first -- her mother, above all, of course -- but when it comes to her fellow school-mates, she’d rather prioritize herself. 

HEADCANONS:

When she left for Hogwarts, she was afraid of her mother being alone, so she blackmailed her aunt into taking care of her. 

She learned about animagus by accident. An old fling of hers mentioned it once and through a story he told to make himself look more interesting. From then, she’s been researching on the topic. She hasn’t perfected the potion, yet.