full name. pansy sabelia amelie parkinson. aliases. friends can call her pans, others call her parkinson. she doesnโt care for anything but her full name, though, pansy is short enough. age. twenty years old.ย birth date. january thirtieth, two thousand two. house. slytherin, like all of the parkinsons before her. blood status. pureblood. wand. twelve inches, cedarwood, dragon heartstring core. pet. snowy owl named apollo. spoken languages. english, italian, french.
through her all - seeing crystal ball, [ ๐๐ด๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐๐ด๐ณ ] has her winking eye trained on pansy parkinson. the ever - SELFISH sixth year is infamous for her VICIOUS ways, but something new seems to be weighing our resident LADY IN RED down. a rumor is spreading through these ancient halls like fiendfyre, & even their RESOURCEFUL face can't save them from the flames. she can try to drown out their sorrows to the tune of SCISSORHANDS, but MAGGIE LINDEMANN can't fix everything โค much less something as grim as [ ๐๐ด๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐๐ด๐ณ ]. but ten points to slytherin for trying.
parents.ย father, deceased, perseus parkinson. mother, alive, romina parkinson. siblings. biologically none, but there is a wanted connection here for a soon to be step sibling! relationships explained.ย pansy was never close with her parents, and they werenโt exactly an adequate display of a healthy relationship when she was growing up due to their marriage being arranged for them. they had one child, and that was enough for them to never care to touch one another again. when her father passed over the summer, neither of the parkinson women were fussed, and it showed with the quick engagement of her mother to another of the sacred twenty eight.
positive traits. candid, resilient, independent, loyal, trustworthy, resourceful. neutral. intense, unsentimental, intelligent. negative. sadistic, mean-spirited, petty, vicious, prejudiced, shallow.
hair. black, naturally wavy and kept trimmed to her shoulders. eyes. technically โhazelโ, but usually more green than brown. dominant hand. ambidextrous, but dominantly left handed.ย scars.ย three-inch long scar on her inner left forearm, two small scars above her right ankle.ย tattoos. none. piercings. multiple ear piercings, at least five on each ear. height. 5โฒ3, almost 5โฒ4.
pedes in terra ad sidera visus. feet on the ground, eyes on the sky
twโs to follow: child neglect, child abuse, death of a parent.
pansy sabelia amelie parkinson was born on a frosty january night, the only heir that would ever be birthed to carry on the parkinson line. she never wondered why her parents never tried for a son, a true heir to further their name, seeing how her parents avoided one another at every turn.ย she scarcely saw her parents at all unless they had a family dinner, which was a rarity in itself, or in the case that the family was called upon to social settings. with the help of nannies and numerous instructors,ย pansy was brought up to be prim, proper, and a wonderful representation of the pureblood parkinson name.
the first bout of magic was displayed later in pansyโs life, a shame for her parents to recall, wondering fearfully if theyโd birthed a squib; every piece of priceless porcelain in the parkinson estateโs dining room shattering with her tantrum when they were demanding her to stay out of the kitchen when the elves were cooking, even the chandelier crashing down between the parents and their ten year old little girl. there was nothing that pansy despised more than being told what to do, not after sheโd spent years only seeing them every couple of monthsโโwho were they to tell her what she could and couldnโt do in her free time?
pansy had never been more relieved than the day sheโd pried her hogwarts letter from a pretty owlโs clutches. school offered her freedom from the parkinson estate, seeing it as more of a prison than a home. although she longed to be at hogwarts for the holidays, that was when they decided it was time for pansy to start attending all of their holiday events with themโโone of which being the start of the yearly parkinson christmas ball, where they could finally boast about their magical child. it was during this time she really got to get to know her parents, and came to understand why her mother despised being in the same room as her father. he was a truly horrendous, domineering man, and pansy didnโt take to it whatsoever; the two would get into screaming matches, neither ever backing down because pansy was certainly her fatherโs daughter.
he found ways to make pansy bend to his will. never physical violence, no, they werenโt filthy muggles who would throw fists at one another so barbarically... silencing charms became a favorite of her fatherโs while he would hurl nasty insults at her, and darker spells came her way as she grew into her thicker skin. pansy was no stranger to torture spells, knew them all like the back of her hand by the time she was returning for her sixth year. at school, it was no wonder sheโd resorted to verbal abuse towards the peers she regarded as beneath her for so many yearsโโsometimes she would look in the mirror and see her father staring back at her.
anyone could see that pansy was infinitely merrier returning for sixth year, no grief-stricken daughter to offer condolences to after the well-publicized death of perseus parkinson. there was less of a hard line to her shoulders, a high spirited tone to even her meanest insults, and even those had tamed a bit. not that she was any less herself, of course. pansy would always be her fatherโs daughter by nature.
character notes. headcanons, school notes, and more
โฉย ย pansy is allergic to kiwis, and has never told anyone this aside from close friends. โฉย ย sheโs not one to be shy about her sexuality, and has slept with a number of other students regardless of house. thereโs something very liberating about getting the attention sheโd been deprived of for so long in her younger years, and she takes advantage of her good looks to get what she wants. โฉย ย with everything she does, no matter what it is, thereโs always a voice in the back of her mind saying โwould this please my father?โ. itโs something that has been repeated many times in her head since she was a young girl, and she wonders if sheโll always feel the need to prove herself to him, even after death. โฉย ย sixth year prefect and president of the culinary club. โฉย ย genuinely is interested in cooking, but she still acts as if going to the culinary club is a chore and will tell anyone that sheโs been forced into it. โฉย favorite class is care of magical creatures, followed closely by ancient runes. though she acts as if she doesnโt care much for her classes, she excels in each one.
