name: shelagh o’dowd
gender & pronouns: utp
house: gryffindor
blood status: muggleborn
extra curricular: head girl
fc: natasha liu bordizzo, adeline rudolph, moon gayoung
role: open
a closet full of hand-me-downs. a delicate crucifix on a chain, worn proudly at home and tucked under your robes at school. chin held high. countless aunts and uncles cooing about how pretty you’ve become, never considering that you might be more. color-coded notes. perfect, tiny handwriting. politely refusing to try firewhiskey. always thorough, always expecting the most from yourself. a stack of books beside your bed. no mercy for bullies or malicious rule-breakers. spite, lots of it. pride and certainty in everything you do. making friends with everyone, but still feeling alone.
rosalyn ewhurst → your magnetic personality caused you to be friendly with most people when you first came to hogwarts, but you and rosalyn bonded on an entirely different level. both driven and passionate, you were attached at the hip for years. when rosalyn grew burned out in your fourth year, you were there for them through it all --- but it reached a point at which they directed their anger toward your successes. when you were made prefect, rosalyn’s lack of support finally led to a falling out. you were heartbroken to lose them, but you won’t apologize for achieving the very things you’ve worked so hard for.
susanna hesleden → your fifth-year relationship was fleeting, both of you knew it even at the time. the romance fizzled after a few months, leading to a breakup that was more awkward than painful for either party involved. since then, however, you’ve been pleasantly surprised to find that susanna makes a far better friend than girlfriend for you. the two of you have a comfortable, easy back-and-forth, and you’ve shown them the more vulnerable parts of yourself that you keep hidden from others. you suppose, since losing rosalyn, they’re probably the closest friend you have.
malcolm ilminster → you’ll never quite forget your first kiss. you developed a crush on malcolm in third year, and when they finally kissed you one day behind the greenhouses, it felt perfect. that is, until you mentioned your family in passing, and you saw malcolm’s expression blanch. shock and disgust filled their voice as they proclaimed: you’re a mudblood?! you’d heard the word before, from friends who warned that it might be used against you, but that was the first time you’d been made to feel lesser, as though your parentage was something dirty and wrong. you don’t care if malcolm’s changed since then, you’ve still had it out for them ever since.
