Post by Lucy Ferrier on May 16, 2011 0:40:55 GMT -5
lucy rose ferrier.
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GENERAL INFORMATION
NICKNAME(S): Lu, Red, Ferrier, Rose
DATE OF BIRTH: March 17th, 1995
AGE: 16
YEAR: 6
HOUSE:Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin
LINEAGE: pureblood
WAND:cherry with unicorn hair 12 1/2 inches
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APPEARANCE
HAIR: red
EYES: bright green
HEIGHT: 5 foot 10
WEIGHT: 175
DETAILED: Lucy is rather tall for her age, not very skinny but not very bulky at all. She has curves she inherited from her mother, along with her red hair and pale skin. She inherited her green eyes and freckles from her father. She usually wears skinny jeans, converse shoes and a v neck shirt, but sometimes she'll wear a skirt to be girly. Lucy harbors some scars on her hands and back from playing quidditch roughly as a child, some of the scars larger than other but she never regrets having them.
She has a scar on her neck on the left side near her ear from a Death Eater attack when she was younger. She sees this as something that isn't weak, but something that makes her strong and drives her to be more independent and fierce.
Her hair comes down to her shoulders, a bit layered and her bangs coming down right above her eyes. She likes to have to around her shoulder, but every once in awhile when she reads a book or is playing quidditch she ties her hair back, which aggravates her for having her bangs fly in front of her eyes. When she is going to a formal affair she'll clip her hair back to have her eyes be seen.
One of her favorite things to wear in the entire world is her red converse shoes. They are bright red low top Converse, something she has always worn since she was a toddler. Lucy got her first pair when she was a baby from her grandparents, which was a piece offering in a way to her parents to show they loved her in a sense. Ever since then Lucy would only wear her bright red shoes as a everyday necessity, but she would change to white one for formal occasions and such.
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PERSONALITY
* Butterbeer
* Quidditch
* Flying her Broomstick
* Candy that is sweet
* The sight and smell of rain
* Reading her Book
* Her bright red converse shoes
* Her cat Rosco
* Charms Class
* Tea
DISLIKES:
* Anything Sour
* Ignorance
* Death Eaters
* Prejudice
* Potions Class
* Loud Noises, preferably thunder
* Confrontation
* Waking Up Early
* Snakes
* Sassy Girls
STRENGTHS:
* Patient
* Humble
* Loyal
* Determined
* Flying
WEAKNESSES:
* The Heat
* Mention of her grandparents
* Boys
* Drawn in Drama Easily because of her loyalty
* Potion making
ERISED: Being part of a Professional Quidditch Team
BOGGART: Being Alone
DEMENTOR: being scarred by a Death Eater
DETAILED: Lucy was brought up in a humble home, so shes very humble with what she has and works with it. Lucy is a very determined young woman, whether it's getting her schoolwork done, or playing on the quidditch field. Her determination drives her as a loyal friend, when she sees any of her friends in trouble or in a pickle, she'll fight to defend them or get them out of the situation 100%. Lucy developed a knack for patience when it comes to some situations because of her toddler brother, so she never looses patience unless in a dangerous situation.
Lucy is a bit of a tomboy, loving to ride her broomstick and play beater more than flirting with boys, never caring if she gets a bit dirty or having marks on her face from a hard play of quidditch. But she also likes her alone time, reading a good book or listening to muggle music.
She does, however, have a few weak spots. One of them is when anyone badmouth her family. Lucy is very loyal to her family and wants to protect their name, and when people bad trash her family she would be furious with them. She also doesn't like the mere mention of her grandparents because of their hate towards her. This also happens when other people badmouth or hurt her friends, and she will go to lengths in order to protect her friends, making her a fierce and loyal friend and young woman.
Lucy is rather shy when it comes to boys, but not completely. She never thought of herself as a girl to be looked at, so when a boy does talk to her she becomes shy. But none the less she does like to make friends with those who appreciate her fiery and humble personality and accept her for it.
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HISTORY
MOTHER: Scout Ferrier, 37 years old, Pureblood
FATHER: Maddox, 37 years old, Pureblood
SIBLINGS: Adam Ferrier, 21 years old,
Jakub Ferrier, 4 years old
DETAILED: Lucy was born the second child to Maddox and Scout Ferrier in Reigate of Surrey England on March 17th, 1995. Her father worked at the Ministry of Magic was a Auror, but retied when Lucy was born in order to be with his family, and her mother was a journalist at the Daily Prophet. Her older brother, Adam, was five years old when she was born, immediately being the older protective brother to her.
The fact that she was born on St. Patrick's day gave her family that notion that she was a lucky young child with a luck life ahead of her, but she had a rude awakening from her extended family. Her grandparents on her mother's side wanted another grandson, making them seem more cruel and mean then loving parents. They never loved her as much as they loved her brother, only because she was a bit off as a girl, more of a tomboy and less of a lady. Her mother shunned them from her life from that moment on.
When Lucy was about 5 years old, her family was attacked by Death Eaters because of her father's loyalty to The Order of the Phoenix. Lucy was attacked herself in her own bed, receiving a scar under her ear. Her father got rid of the two Death Eaters, but she never forgot that day for as long as she lived.
She received a letter from Hogwarts when she was 11 years old, going off with her brother with was a 6th year Gryffindor. She was sorted into Gryffindor with her brother, making her parents proud. However she had a bit of a bad time getting to know friends at first, being a bit shy to begin with and mostly staying to herself . When Lucy got older, Lucy only found one outlet: Quidditch.
Since she heard the game from her brother after a couple of years, She went out for the team her second year and got on as a reserved Beater. She loved playing a game here and there and even going to practice, making friends along the way. When she was a fourth year she made it as a Beater and played in all of the games. Her confidence grew as she got older, ready to face anything.
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ABOUT YOU
AGE: 22
GENDER: optional
TIMEZONE: pacific
CONTACT INFO: any messengers/other ways of contact aside from pm.
HOW DID YOU FIND US:Magical World of Harry Potter
EXPERIENCE: 6 years
CODEWORD: admin edit
QUESTIONS: not really
RP SAMPLE: Cain sat down on his bed in his home, his trunk sitting at the foot of his bed and the rain falling down from outside. He held his head in his hands, sighing to himself and trying to forget. This was his last year, and he wanted to get it through without any drama or any confrontation about the past. He wanted this year to count, he wanted the good grades to make his mother proud, and he wanted to be own for something else other than "that kid with the death eater father"
His father was never a Death Eater as at, his grandfather was though. For as long as he could remember his father was yelled at for marrying his mother, a half-blood witch who did nothing to be yelled at. On his father's side, it was all about pride, proud to be serving Voldemort and to be behind him every step of the way. But his father wanted to help Dumbledore, and find a name for himself, he stood for the good in the world.
Cain rested his palm of his right hand on the scar on his chest. He could feel it through the thin material of his shirt and he shuttered from that day. He could remember his father in rage, yelling at him for not being proud of who he was. Cain always believed in his father, always knew there was one good thing in his heart somewhere deep inside there. But when his father stabbed him, almost killing his own son, that's when Cain knew there was a Death Eater heart in him and nothing was going to change that.
He could hear his mother calling from downstairs, telling it's time to get on the Knight Bus to King's Cross. Cain got up from his bed and took out his wand with ease. With a flick of his wrist, his trunk levitated and flew downstairs, Cain following behind him with a brisk pace. His mother waited for him by the front door, smiling and drying her hands with her apron she had on. She was baking again, something that made Cain smiled. Cain kissed his mother goodbye, told her he would write and that he was going to be okay, and he opened the door. The Knight Bus was waiting for him as his trunk floating inside of it. Cain smiled one more time to his mother and stepped out into the rain, going into his last year at school
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