Once upon a time, there was a young girl who w a n d e r e d into the d a r k n e s s , and there she tried to BALANCE the POWERS of both softness and steel…
Basics:
Name: Mary Elizabeth MacDonald
Age: 21
Gender: Cisgender female (she/her)
Date of Birth: March 3, 1980
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Former House: Gryffindor
Hometown: Dalmally, Argyll and Bute, Scotland
Sexuality: Bisexual Biromantic
Personality:
Positive Traits: compassionate, clever, devoted, gentle
Negative Traits: sensitive, trusting, secretive, clingy
Astrology: Pisces, Taurus Ascendant, Moon in Cancer
Myers-Briggs Type: INFP
Enneagram: Type 2- The Helper
Moral Alignment: Neutral Good
Element: Water
Extras:
Wand: Hazel, Unicorn Hair, 8 inches
Patronus: lark
Amorentia: Sea air, lavender, treacle, sharp metal
Boggart: the bodies of her friends, dead all around her
Details:
Mary has a dancer’s soul. She rarely moves in a straight line, and often reaches out to touch others as she passes. She’ll loop her arm through yours, reach out for your hand, rest her head on your shoulder, laugh as she pulls you to skip with her down the beach. She’s restless and rarely stays still, often humming to herself or singing snippets of folksongs when she’s alone.
Her clothing style could best be described as “impractically ethereal”. She’s always liked long floaty dresses, floral print tops, sandals, skirts that swirl along her feet. Pants might be more practical, but she’ll sacrifice that for her love of aesthetic, every time. Because of this, she managed to master small Warming Charms when she was at Hogwarts to keep her comfortable when the nights get cold.
She always loved fairytales and myths. She devoured all that she could get her hands on, and when she got her Hogwarts letter, it was like learning that all her favorite stories were true. Of course, it wasn’t until later that she realized that meant that the villains were real, as well, and that no one was going to save them at the end the day. They were going to have to save themselves.
Mary’s speech is lilting and musical when she’s calm. When she’s excited, she tends to speak very quickly, sometimes tripping over her words or speaking so fast that people have trouble understanding her. Her Scottish accent is far more pronounced when she’s upset or tired—it can be a clear indication that she needs to call it a night and get some rest when it gets too thick.
Relationships:
Mary tends to approach people with an open heart. She wants to see the best in people, even though she’s been burned before. She’s trusting and caring, and once someone has gained her friendship it’s almost impossible to lose it. Mary will sometimes lose herself in the unattainable task of trying to make everyone around her happy—to solve their problems and let them talk to her about their fears and hopes and dreams. She’s always got a kind word for those she loves, and she never fails to make time for her friends.
To those she doesn’t like, she’s silent as a shadow. She’ll watch them from afar, wanting to know where they are and what they’ll do, but not wanting to draw any attention to herself. She thinks that the more she understands them, the greater the possibility that she could turn them into friends—or the less possibility that they can hurt her. If she knows what they’re going to do, she can prepare for it and they won’t catch her off guard.
In love, Mary tends to rush in head-first. She’s quick to fall for someone, though she rarely makes the first move. She’ll pine from afar for a week or two, but move on quickly if her feelings aren’t returned. She’s never understood why some people cling to one lover—shouldn’t there be more love in the world, rather than less? If the term had existed in her time, she’d have identified as polyamorous.
Plots:
The Caretaker: They still see Mary as sweet and innocent. They want to protect her—they can’t stand the idea of the darkness of this war touching her. They’re the one who might tell her to put on a jacket, stand behind her if she wanders too close to the edge of the dock and pull her back, always step in front of her if there’s a fight. Maybe they secretly think she’s weak, or maybe they just need to have something good in this world to protect.
The Pragmatist: Like the Caretaker, they see Mary as innocent. Unlike the Caretaker, they don’t see that as a good thing. They don’t want to protect her, they want her to grow up. They see how she’s a liability more than an asset. Her wide-eyed idealism gets on their nerves, and they wonder how she can be so forgiving to people who hate her kind. They don’t have time for her, no matter how she tries to reach them.
The Mentor: Alright, so Mary wants to be more involved in things? They’re willing to consider the option. They see her potential, but they don’t want to throw her into things unprepared. But if she wants to learn, then let the girl learn. They’ll start small at first, but bit by bit they’ll build her up. The Order needs everyone they can get, after all. They aren’t going to be able to stay safe here forever.
The Despondent: They’re quiet. Things way heavily on them, and sometimes all they need is someone to talk to. Mary’s always been particularly good for that. She’ll sit quietly with them when they need it, or distract them if that’s what they prefer that day. She tries to be what they need, to lighten their days.
The Observant: Maybe they’ve caught wise to what Mary’s been doing. Or maybe they’ve just noticed a subtle shift in her. But either way, they’ve caught on to something. They’re watching her more carefully, trying to figure out what it is that’s different. Once they start to sense what it is she’s doing, they don’t approve at all. She’s messing with forces that are better left alone.
The Reckless: Drinking, staying out at the beach all night, laughing until the sun comes up—they like a wild kind of distraction, and Mary gets swept up in it. She tends to go along with their crazy ideas, even if maybe they regret it the next morning. If maybe they’re running from something, Mary isn’t going to point that out. She sometimes likes to forget the troubles of the world, too.
The Temptation: She suspected that maybe what he’d done wasn’t his fault. That he’d been a victim of circumstance. But she hadn’t expected that she’d be quite so drawn to the power that he was showing her. The more he teaches her, the more she’s slipping. She hasn’t quite admitted to herself that she likes learning these things—that it’s perhaps not just for the sake of defense anymore. Beyond that, she’s realizing that she quite likes him as a person. Maybe his ideas aren’t as horrid as she’s been lead to believe. (Regulus)
TO BE UPDATED AND EXPANDED AS RELATIONSHIPS DEVELOP