MARY MACDONALD.
xix. she/her. former lioness & hogwarts alumna. journalist for the daily prophet by day, babysitter by night. nerd with a speciality in puns & bad pick up lines. survivor. sci-fi addicted. comic book collector. feminist. charms & apparition expert. proud freak of nature. about as subtle as a tornado. order member.
“ALL I hear is complaining and you not doing something about it,” said Bellatrix, looking at the other with a more than annoyed expression. Was the world just OUT to get on her nerves? “Go the fuck home, eat some food, get some sleep and shut the fuck up, yeah? No one cares about you not meeting your basic needs.”
“All I hear is complaining and you not doing something about it,” Mary mocked in as close to Bellatrix’s voice as she could, making a face as she got up from the ground, dusting herself off. “Well, EXCUSE the fuck out of you, did someone piss in your cereal this morning? Did someone position the stick up your arse a little too far this morning? Not all of us can do nothing all day under the guise of socialite. Some of us have to WORK.”
“Oi, I’m not a wanker, I haven’t touched my dick in at least a week. Besides, didn’t ya know? I’m the NEWEST advocate for homophobia. It’s my calling. My focus right now? Shaming the crooked streets until they’re straight,” he said, face completely straight ( pun intended ) before he broke into laughter. “I need to just stop talking when I’m smashed. Why the hell did I mention my penis? WHY am I mentioning it again?” Peter covered his face, let out a loud groan of embarrassment – even though he wasn’t really embarrassed; this was Mary, after all – and shrugged, then. “Wanna floo, then? I’m worse at apparation than you. And don’t worry, I always got a few prerolled ones, in case of emergency. I’m smart like that, unlike you.”
As much as Mary wanted to keep up the charade of staying mad and annoyed at Peter, she laughed at his pun, rolling her eyes at this joke. “I’m impressed you’ve managed to keep a hand off your knob for at least a week, but don’t let my dick authority ever stop you from following your dreams. This is hilarious though, prime blackmail material! I’m going to write an article about Peter Pettigrew Loving His Penis: Is This the New Plague?” Mary couldn’t help but continue to dissolve into laughter, nodding her head at his idea to floo. She tried to imitate his voice, mocking him, “I’m smart like that, unlike you. Please, Peter, who was PRESIDENT of the Wizarding Card Collectors Club? Me. Because I’m smart like that, unlike you.”
“No? ‘Cause honestly my shoe could do with a good snog. He’s a lonesome chap. It’s sad, really.” Sirius quipped, stepping to the side and extending a tattoo’ed hand out to her. “C’mon, Macsie.” Were she to grab his hand, he’d pull her up with an impressive show of upper body strength. Otherwise he’d retract his hand and shrug. “What’s a girl like you doing in a place like this? If you’re hungry, there’s an Indian place around the corner that does a mean curry. You can do much better than the slog they serve up around these parts. It’s like fishing for garbage.”
The nickname ‘Macsie’ was probably Mary’s favorite Mary MacDonald nickname, something she’d never even heard of before she’d met Sirius. It was a sign to her that Sirius was someone she actually wanted to associate with, grateful that still after graduation they ran in the same circles. It wasn’t as if they really had a chance to not see each other, both of them being in the Order, Mary being best friends & roommates with Peter. “Listen, you know it’s a hobby of mine to hang out and indulge TRASH, Peter’s my roommate and my ex is a real piece of garbage. Might as well try every place on the map, I would’ve been a food critic in another life, I’ll tell you that!” Mary went to grab his arm, but before she started to get up, she looked down at Sirius’ shoe with a feigned look of interest. “Though.... your shoe ... it’s looking real real fit right now. Like, Warren Beatty meets Freddie Mercury. A little of that Donna Summer shine. I think I’ve developed a foot fetish.”
SWEATING, HEART pounding, Cas ducked into a doorway and shoved her long hair out of her eyes. She pressed her lips tightly together and tried to slow her breathing so she could hear, from around the corner, the sound of footsteps, trying to judge – and then, with a burst of energy, she sprang out from her hiding place and had her wand to the throat of the intruder before they could blink. “Don’t move,” she hissed.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Meadowes, Jesus Merlin Joseph, fucking shit, get your wand off of my throat right now!” Of course, Mary attempted a whisper, but it came off more like a poor attempt of not yelling. Mary did her best to move Dorcas’ arm out of the way, slightly frantic, highly annoyed, “I’m here to get you out of this shithole, you fucking knob, c’mon, let’s go, I have half a mind to leave you here but I don’t feel like having your impending MURDER on my conscience, so,” she shrugged, “grab my arm.”
“I’m so HUNGRY, fucking hell,” Mary groaned, sitting back in her seat a little too far, feeling herself fall backwards and into someone. A shrieking sound accompanied her body clunking on the ground, “I’m still hungry but now I’m just on the fucking ground. Brilliant. Sorry about that, I hope you’re okay. I really wasn’t trying to snog your shoe, I just need more sleep.”
“I get that the cobbled street gives Diagon Alley a certain … vibe, but it’s fucking inconvenient.” mutters Peter, rubbing his ankle. He’s on his way home from the Leaky Cauldron ( he can’t apparate from that place; it’s too noisy for him to focus ) and struggles to find his balance as he puts his leg back down. He blames the street, not the last shot he shouldn’t have consumed. “I mean — why can’t the street just be straight, ya know? Makes it much easier to walk ‘em, that’s for sure!”
“You’re being awfully HOMOPHOBIC towards the street, you’re a wanker, Peter. You sound like my parents a few years back at dinner, ‘why can’t you just be straight, Mary?’“ Mary said a little too loudly, scoffing at Peter, moving a few paces closer to him, her arm reaching out to push him. She too had drank a little too much that night, though, it was a nice reprieve from all the work she’d been doing. The work they’d both been doing. “We need to get back quicker, I’d apparate us, but, I’m too pretty to get splinched. Though, I could really use a joint right now. Remind me to roll one for the hangover we’ll both have in the morning, yeah?”
❝ The real violence, the violence that I realize is UNFORGIVABLE, is the violence we do to ourselves when we’re too afraid to be who we really are.❞
⟶ wands at the ready, MARY MACDONALD has joined the fight! the EIGHTEEN year old works as a JOURNALIST FOR THE DAILY PROPHET/BABYSITTER, but spends HER time fighting for THE ORDER. MARY is known to be LOYAL & HONEST, as well as TACTLESS & RELENTLESS. ( fc: chloe bennet )
AESTHETIC: Double winged black & gold eyeliner, Graphic nerdy tees, Tight fitting jeans, Staying up all night, Being the best friend you can be, Giving the best presents, Perfectly manicured hands, Always biting back, Dark purple lipstick, Scattered newspapers, Marijuana smoke, Queen on vinyl, Horned rimmed glasses, Faded denim, Quiet optimism, Open cynicism, Being messy with the words you speak but not write.
CHARACTER INSPO: Margo Hanson ( The Magicians ), Gina Linetti ( B99 ), Spencer Hastings ( PLL ), Cristina Yang ( Grey’s Anatomy ), Rachel Green ( FRIENDS ), Ben Wyatt ( Parks & Rec ), Ella Lopez ( Lucifer )
INFO: → biography • stat sheet
TRIGGERS: racism, prejudice, ptsd, drugs
OOC: i’m jinx, i also play emmeline vance !! mary & emmeline are two of my fave characters to play and they both vary HEAVILY but i’m so glad to be playing them here!! my blog is also under construction but i wanted to get this intro out!!
alright, i love mary so much and i’ve been playing her for like 3 and half years so there’s a GOOD chance this will be about as long as her bio fml
mary is a posh kid!! she’s a virgo/libra cusp born september 23!! she grew up hella rich!!in london!! like the super nice ass part you see in photoshoots!! had all the comics books and things in the world!! her dad’s a criminal defense lawyer, a good one, her mom a socialite, her brother is going to be a doctor. they were a perf family except mary who would always get her dresses dirty and just mess shit up. dance on tables, ask too many questions, even though she tried to fit in with them she just didn’t. honestly, she got better at being the ‘perfect daughter’ when she was older but we’ll get to that later. at nine, she started showing signs of magic and kept it to herself, she thought it WAS AMAZING. literally cried because she was so happy, she went to show her brother who was fucking shocked. she showed her parents and they were like!! put that demon shit away what the FUCK.
so when a person named mcgonagall said she was a witch, her dad was like uhhhhhh okay not in my house BYE. but they didn’t deny their little freak child a chance to go to hogwarts. they lied to all their friends and told them their daughter was at an elite boarding school. mary went along with it, still not understanding why they hated it so much, but wanting to please them anyways. she lied her ass off about it, it almost became a game.
getting to hogwarts was the best thing for her, truly. she could’ve probably fit into any house but at heart was a gryffindor. she realized from a young age she wasn’t the most powerful witch, so she’d compensate by being the smartest and most knowledgeable. she worked so fucking hard. mary is that friend you don’t understand how she gets all that fucking work done or how they do so well, because they seem to be lazy and fuck around a lot. but mary is a perfectionist, so while she cultivated a chill image, she’d be up for days, strung out on caffeine and GRINDING. she was a social butterfly as well, spoke her mind, and just thrived at hogwarts. she’d encountered prejudice and racism before, she was one of the only biracial kids she knew, and her mother was fond of skin lightening creams. so, being called a mudblood, while hella upsetting, was just something she had to push away. she was mad about it, but she wasn’t going to let it stop her from living her best life.
her fifth year was REAL shitty tbh, the summer before it, she had fallen in love for the first time and had her heart SHATTERED. so she just was really cynical about shit. she would shoot off at the mouth, get into fights, and honestly, i can’t imagine her not goading mulciber to an extreme degree for her to be attacked. like i really think she took her anger out on him and he just went off back. i imagine the attack, while she was fine physically after lots and lots of fucking healing spells and potions, she had to go to st. mungos anyways because of the mental damage. here’s a para about it. this does depend on if we ever get one if thats cool w/ the mulciber but she definitely could’ve started it.
but like a phoenix, she rose, healed, and is still healing. sixth year was rough but she fucking made it. seventh year is when mary came more into her own, she was PRESIDENT of the wizarding card collectors club, she came out to her parents as bisexual. her brother accepted her though they did not and basically quietly disowned her. they made an agreement that she could have her trust fund and monthly payments from them if she showed up at events for them and kept their image clean. she agreed because she needed the money as she had no idea what she was going to do with her life at that point, and because she does love them, though she no longer seeks their approval. getting a job at the prophet after graduation was amazing because mary does love to write, it’s a passion of hers she quietly cultivated over the years, but more so, she loves the access it gives her to info for the order. she’s tried to work as a war correspondent but since i dont imagine a lot of ppl taking her seriously, she gets annoying fluff pieces + she’s fairly new. this gives her time to babysit some of the order members kids or just as a trusted protector when some family’s were scared. mary is cool with children bc her ass sometimes acts like a damn child!!! but if you’d like to have it so mary babysits your chars children, i’m totally down!
originally, mary was not in the order, but she begged dumbledore to let her in as an owl, informant, and as someone who apparates into sticky situations/battles/etc. and makes sure the members don’t kill themselves or push themselves when they should be falling back. she saw there was a need for it when her friends would come home exhausted and bruised, as did older members who were valuable and just wanted to save their asses bc it’s the most she could do. so if you want mary to have saved your characters ass, hmu!! she’s great at apparition, so dumbledore was like FINE. also because he knew she wouldn’t stop bugging him about it and would be better to have under his watch. honestly, mary understands wanting to give your life for the cause, i imagine she does have ptsd from the incident, but she’s trying to keep some hope up for her friends ( even tho she gets more cynical and honestly on bad days is REALLY cynical openly ) bc she’s dependent on them tbh and loves them more than anything.
mary loves smoking pot honestly, it’s part of her amortentia. she’s got a really good hook up from her ex who broke her heart LOL. she uses him cause he feels shitty and guilty af. so. also, if you need an ex-gf connection where the character broke your character’s heart – mary is probably the right person for it! she’s not great with romantic relationships and probs messed shit up, so just hmu. she’s bisexual so, it’s open to anyone. mary loves her butt and is allergic to raspberries but loves them so just lets her face get puffed up
*lin manuel miranda voice* damn you got no chill! FUCKIN’ RIGHT IM RELENTLESS!
anyways!!! i could go on but i’m going to stop there, thank you for reading!! pls like this if you’d like the plot!! tbh i’ll be slow BUT feel free to assume connections!!
