GRYFFINDOR / PHOENIX

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I’m so tired…           I’m so tired of everyone telling me how                      STRONG , how BRAVE                    I am for making it this far.                                                                         I’m not... 

                                                                  I’m NOT strong.                                                                    I’m NOT brave. 

                                                     I am   b a r e l y   holding on. 

                                         And  no one   no one   no one   can see it. 

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Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  Whozits and Whatsits Galore

Ella Savatier was exhausted after the return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft&Wizardry’s sorting ceremony&banquet.  Never mind the fact that she’d had a full 4 hours of slumber the night before packing her stepsisters suitcases, she was still every bit as bone weary as she was since she left for summer break.  The long, summer days of slaving away to her stepfamilies need would weigh on her for days to come, but she was ecstatic to be back at Hogwarts for another school year. . .

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  Gryffindors Dormitory

Ella climbed the familiar spiral staircase to the top level of Gryffindor's tower, she opened the door being the first to arrive out of her roommates, her suitcase&familiar marked the four-poster bed she was supposed to be assign to, flanked by a set of windows&space for storing her personal belongings.  But like every year since she’s arrived, Ella’s stubbornness swapped her assigned spot with the one beside her because of the enchanting scenery of the forbidden forest&great lake with endless mountains.  

Dizzy, tingly, and beat, Ella collapsed on the bed.  She rolled over with her arms spread out as her blond hair fanned out below her to stare at the upper panel wondering if her muggle fairy tale inspired design was still there.

Ella pulled herself up while she still had her *bag over her shoulder.  Gently placing it on the bed.

*An old edition of Fantastic Beasts & Where to Find Them that’s being altered w/descriptive drawings of each creature. Sketchbook. Recyclable paint set. Shark&Bag pencil/paintbrush pouches. Her vintage Olympus camera w/film&lenses. Matches.  Random rocks. *

Ella pulled on the strap of her mothers old blue, leather magical suitcase, bewitched by with an undetectable extension charm, having two metal stars that turn and switch the contents&compartments around depending on the combination made.  It took Ella 3 years to figure out her mother’s suitcase was magical and she still hasn’t figured out all the combinations.

Ella Savatier began unpacking.  Grabbing things from her suitcase quickly and tossing them into her clothing trunk.  Her “things” consisted of her School Supplies&School Robes.  Clothes&Shoes.  Her own mug for late night tea&water.  2 metal tins filled w/ personal trinkets she hides under the bed.  A constellation quilt she’s been working on since 2nd year.  Her bandannas&hairclips&ribbons&bows all put away neatly.

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fawngladston:

Fawn turned back and smiled at ella. “There are five of them.” she answered promptly. She hadnt expected to even come across them in truth she was actually searching for a much larger creature.. however she did have a soft spot for owls.  “Thank you! “she beamed.. “These are perfect, So Ella… what were you up to before I dragged you into this.” she teased. 

A small smile tilted the corner of her lips.  Five.  It was nice to know how much material she needed to collect for.  Coming back with tons of pine&pine branches, moss, twigs, long grass&weeds.  Taking out yesterdays issue of the Quibbler&The Daily Prophet for Fawn to use.  “I like early runs&clouds,” she lied as she didn’t want to tell Fawn she had visited the Thestrals.

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Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  Why does your muse like to draw?

Ella enjoys sketching&drawing because she can let out her emotions she normally wouldn't be able to since she finds it difficult to talk to people about her homelife issues/school life&feelings.  She can transfer those feelings into an image that reflects whatever happened that day.  But not only that she feel’s completely free&limitless in what she can sketch&draw. 

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  The Resourceful Artist

Ella makes her own sketchbooks every year along with her own paint&paper.

All of Ella’s paint brushes are a mix of her stepfamily's old makeup brushes&old paint brushes she had around the house.

She enjoys collecting rocks from places she’s visited with her stepfamily to paint on them.

When Ella finds a stray feather she paints on them and ends up using them as bookmarks.  Students&Professors will more likely find one of her painted feathers in a library book she most likely forgot about.

She loves collecting&finding little metal tins not only to put her little trinkets&knicknacks in but paint the inside of them.

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fawngladston:

“Oh thank you.” She turned slightly and grinned. “That’s an even bigger help.” She continued, “listen to them.” She giggled. “Well you see.” Fawn crawled further in, stopping only when the owl climbed further up her arm. “This space actually belongs to another creature.. I’d like to get these guys out sooner than later.” She continued. “Would you- would you mind just looking around you.. for tall grass gathering the twigs you got.. I think I’m gonna fashion a new home for these guys.”

“Your welcome.”  She mumbled quietly nodding holding the twigs&branches closer to her chest.  Finding herself admiring the way Fawn seemed to care for the baby owls.  That warming care inspired her to help Fawn even further.   It was no use to separate her from the baby owls anyway.  The bond they shared with each other was trusting.  “How many are there?”  She only asked to know if she needed to find more twigs&branches in her search for long grass&harmless weeds and whatever she could find that nature had to offer.  Putting down the twigs&branches beside Fawn along with her schoolbag very carefully.  “I’ll go see what I can find,” and with that Ella seemed to wander off from Fawn and the baby owls but she’ll be back since Ella left her bag with Fawn on purpose.  She wanted to show Fawn she’d come back.

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fawngladston:

Fawn backed up out of the bushes twigs in her hair and dirt smudging her face and cuts covering her hand. “Hey.. can you just.. just be careful where you step.” She insisted turning to the person behind her. “If you step on those branches it could scare them all over again.” She said kindly but with a firm tone. Baby owls emminated frightful noises from the bushes. “I got one to come into my hand but I need to get them to a safer spot.” She continued “see..” She gestured the other to look in between the branches.

Ella glanced at Fawn, gorgeous brown eyes and long brown hair tangled with twigs and leaves with gorgeous features to match even when dirt smudged her face.  She cast her glance downwards and began to quietly pick up twigs&branches not having much to say to the gorgeous stranger.  Taking a short peak between the branches after Ella cleared the area of debris that could spook the birds.  “Is there anything else I could help you with?”

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madamevalka:

“Well hello, Ella! So glad to see you again.” Valka meant this, for every year Ella Savatier always turned out to be one of the most polite and considerate students at Hogwarts. Still, she always seemed to have a timid, anxious way about her, and this time was no exception. ‘Poor dear,’ Valka thought, ‘I would be a nervous wreck myself if I had to live with the Tremaines.’

“Let me take a look at it,” Valka said, reaching for the broom. “Dear me, someone’s put quite the hex on this! May take me awhile to figure out just how to fix it. In the meantime, do come into my office and have some tea. You look as though you could use a good cup of it.”

“Madame Sveinsdóttir I’m glad to see you too.  How was your holiday?”  She spoke quietly, tilting her head down avoiding her eye contact.  Not blaming Valka how she saw her if Ella knew the truth everyone seemed to see it that way.  But what proved to show as timidness, anxiousness, and appearing to be on the reserved side to her fellow Professors and peers were purely reflected on Ella’s poor social etiquette skills.  It showed around Valka severely, since every year she has to ask Valka for help and for a girl who's done everything on her own and solved her own problems from a young age found it bloody difficult.  

It’s just her father’s broom meant a lot to her and instead of obsessing over figuring it out all on her own.  She came to Madame Valka instead admitting she needed her help.  Handing over the Firebolt as the faint scent of broom polish still lingered as the ebony wood glowed healthily in her hands.  “Excellent!” Ella beamed happily “thank you so much, Madame Sveinsdóttir.”  But she wondered if she should mention to Valka N O T to mount.  The moment she mounted the Firebolt and pushed off the ground she knew something was instantly wrong.  It had spun in place and what’s supposed to make it go forward threw it backward, and backward into forwarding.  She got her breath knocked right out of her painfully when she hit the ground.  Walking slowly into Valka’s familiar office as time was not an issue.  Ella could always fiddle with her sketchbook and tea was always enticing.  “Tea would be lovely,” she dreamily spoke as she settled down in a chair purposely put down for guests and students making herself comfortable.

“. . . Madame Sveinsdóttir.  May I ask you a personal question?”

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Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  7 3⁄4 ", Blackthorn, Phoenix Feather, Supple&Nice.

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉   Blackthorn 

Blackthorn, which is a very unusual wand wood, has the reputation, in my view well-merited, of being best suited to a warrior. This does not necessarily mean that its owner practices the Dark Arts (although it is undeniable that those who do so will enjoy the blackthorn wand’s prodigious power); one finds blackthorn wands among the Aurors as well as among the denizens of Azkaban. It is a curious feature of the blackthorn bush, which sports wicked thorns, that it produces its sweetest berries after the hardest frosts, and the wands made from this wood appear to need to pass through danger or hardship with their owners to become truly bonded. Given this condition, the blackthorn wand will become as loyal and faithful a servant as one could wish.

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉   Phoenix Feather

This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike.

Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalize, and their allegiance is usually hard won

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  At a Quick Glance

During Ella’s 2nd year at Hogwarts her stepsisters thought it would be funny to play keep away with Ella’s Wand.  But when Drizella threw it too high for Anastasia to catch.  Ella’s wand ended up rolling towards the Grand Staircase and falling off the side.  Having fell four level’s of moving stairs and by the time Ella found her Wand the tip of the handle broke off!  For Ella the moment was horrifying because she didn’t know what to do and couldn’t find the piece of her wand that had chipped off.  Ella ended up rushing to the Library missing all her classes that day to learn all about Wand Lore&Wand Making.  Her solution?  She carefully cleared the excess splinters and grew a magically natural aquamarine that fused with the wand.  Not only does it properly work but it has a way of constantly refracting light in iridescent flashes of peacock&ocean blues, while in the dark it softly glows a cyan, but the most interesting part about it is it flashes different colors ( gold, pale green, coppery red, violet, lavander-blue, ect. ) on its own depending on the Spells&Magic used. 

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madamevalka:

After a flying lesson with the first years, Valka was able to retire to her office for a warm, soothing cup of tea. They were a rowdy bunch, especially the three Dunbroch boys- ‘The three of them and Merida to boot? Bless their parents’ she thought- but she remembered being just as rambunctious and rebellious at their age, eager to take to the skies like the dragons her father studied. Valka reminisced about that first day, about showing off her nautral flying skills to the class and especially to Stoick- but her trip down memory lane was interrupted by a knock at the door. Getting up from her chair, Valka opened the door and asked “May I help you?”

Ella lingered in front of Madame Sveinsdóttir’s office.  But she just stood there, trapped by her thoughts.  Gently holding her broom close to her, staring at Valka’s office’s front door.  Taking a quick glance around to make sure she wasn’t in anyone’s way before knocking three times softly.  Hearing the chair scrape against the floor and hallow echoing of footsteps until the door swung open.  “Mmm,” nervously escaped her first continuing “I’m so sorry to interrupt you Madame Sveinsdóttir but it appears my broom is acting up…”  Again. 

Ella’s heart was set on trying out for the Gryffindor’s Quidditch Team again this year.  She knew this year would be better she could feel it in her bones and determination.  Only when she went to the Quidditch Pitch to practice the moment she mounted the broom she didn’t realize a hex or jinx was cast.  Ella wasn’t so sure who did it but she had a hunch it was either one of her stepsister’s or their friends.  Not wanting to mess with it herself while as studious Ella was the broom had sentimental value to her since the broom originally belonged to her father.

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disneyhogwarts:

Ella Savatier is eighteen and a sixth-year halfblood Gryffindor. She reminds people of Cinderella from Cinderella. Muggles might say she looks like Eliza Taylor, and Ella is currently closed.

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ WE ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL ›

When one thinks of bravery, especially the bravery of a Gryffindor, it’s a bold and daring sort of thing- but Ella’s bravery is something very different. Gentle and kind, Ella believes that one of the true challenges in the world is choosing to put faith in goodness and light. Despite the disproportionate challenges in her life, including a pair of very nasty stepsisters, Ella believes that everyone has some good in them, and refuses to give into hatred or doubt. Despite her calm, friendly nature, she is quite clever, and those who gain her close friendship get used to her funny quips and clever observations. Though she believes that goodness can be found in anyone, Ella can be quite shy around people she doesn’t know, and tends to be a little bit more on the reserved side until you really get to know her.

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ MISCHIEF MANAGED ›

☑ Brave ☒ Quiet

Personality

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ A DEEPER LOOK ›

*Content Warning:  Death&Physical Abuse*

Date

( Month Day )  Date of Birth

Date

On Mr.Savatier’s deathbed, he had Ella promise him to have the courage and be kind.  To be strong along with doing good, and of course, listen to her stepmother.  It is this promise that keeps her with her new family the Tremaines.

Date

Once in the care of her stepmother, Lady Tremaine begins to punish Ella with household chores and begins a series of physical&abusive tactics to keep the girl in line.

Date

Ella tricked her stepmother, into freeing her own house elf by sneaking her own ribbon into a small empty ring case she wanted her house elf to get rid of.  But freeing her servant came with a heavy price for Ella that night.  While Lady Tremaine cast the Cruciatus Curse on her to teach Ella a valuable lesson not to act out of line.

2018

( February 22 ) Accepted

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ I SOLEMNLY SWEAR THAT I AM UP TO NO GOOD ›

&. ‹ WAND ›  Blackthorn, Phoenix Feather, 7 3/4′’

&. ‹ PATRONUS › Phoenix

&. ‹ BOGGART › Pending

&. ‹ FAMILIAR › Pending

&. ‹ HOMETOWN › Pending

&. ‹ CLUB(S) › Dueling, The Care of Magical Creatures & Herbology Club.

&. ‹ AMORTENTIA › Pending

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ QUIRKS ›

Ella gets lost frequently.  She’ll go out for a walk and hours later end up somewhere she doesn’t know because she gets so lost in her own mind, like a blackout.

( More Will Be Written )

Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ CONNECTIONS ›

Anastasia Tremaine ( STEPSISTER ) Pending

Drizella Tremaine ( STEPSISTER ) Pending

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We’re very excited to welcome Missy (21/GMT -5) to our magical family here at Disney Hogwarts! You have been accepted for the role of Ella Savatier, and we can’t wait to see them around the castle. Make sure to follow everyone on the Masterlist and send us a link to your account within the next 72 hours!

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prologue. { bio } chapter one. { hc title } ✕ Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  █┊➤  f/l name ( &. @avn-astrid-hofferson — ! ) ✕ Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  █┊➤  Quote ( chat/para/text. ) Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ input › family. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ explico! › to be deleted. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ witch weekly › resource.  Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ oh bloody hell › tag drop.  Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ country bumpkin › visage. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ love letters & howlers › q!a. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ oh that clock! old killjoy › ooc.  Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ giggle juice & fire whiskey › meme.     Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ im as mild & meek as a mouse › musing. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ she drew silver linings of her own › cinderella. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ awoke to ashes & still has hope › moodboard. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ that was the thing about; she kept on surviving › selfie. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ ripped at every edge but shes still a masterpiece › tasks. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ my heart is gold but my hands are cold › characterization.   Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life › la musique. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ gryffindor! where dwell the brave at heart › writing challenge. Ƹ҉̵҉̡҉Ӝ҉̵҉̨҉̄҉Ʒ҉ ҉  — &. ‹ i will rise up and i will do it a thousand times again. › headcanon.