#revelio.intro

[statelies]

(   *  💀  /  jessie mei li, questioning, she/they )  —  is that emmeline vance i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty year old hufflepuff, returning for their sixth school year, but their friends would tell you that they are industrious & compassionate as well as blunt & graceless. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re muggleborn, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: falling asleep studying over open books, split open pomegranates, working under flickering candlelight, casual intimacy between friends, a kitchen full of laughter.

CHARACTER INSPIRATION: Izzie Stevens (Grey’s Anatomy), Callie Torres (Grey’s Anatomy) (+ Sara Ramirez, the they/she icon we all deserve), Kara Danvers (Supergirl), Charles Boyle (Brooklyn 99), Alina Starkov (Shadow and Bone), Janet (Not a Girl) (The Good Place), Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds).

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Implied Racism.

LINKS: Pinterest. Playlist (Coming Soon).

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

I N T R O

full name ➵ Emmeline Huan Vance

nicknames ➵ Emmy; Emma; Line; Em; Melly; Melsy; Vance; Hurricane

pronouns ➵ she/they/her/them

birthdate / age ➵ October 24th, 1959, 09:47 am / 20 years old

birthplace ➵ Brighton, East Sussex

childhood home ➵ Unknown home in Brighton, East Sussex — 162 Orchard Croft, Harlow, Essex

current residence ➵ Hogwarts, Scotland

religion ➵ agnostic; paternal grandparents were Methodist ( Protestant ) while maternal grandparents were also Christian

occupation ➵ full - time student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry

P H Y S I C A L

height ➵ 5 feet, 2 inches / 157.5 cm

weight ➵ 48 kg / 106lb

body type ➵ hourglass shaped figure

hair ➵ dark brown, bordering on black; soft and wavy

eye color ➵ dark brown

dominant hand ➵ right

FC ➵ Jessie Mei Li

voice ➵ Jessie Mei Li

special characteristics ➵

small waist

has a birthmark on her right ankle that looks like an apple

pierced septum

smells of ➵

lavender hand lotion

pomegranate

cardamom, jasmine and orange blossom perfume

E M O T I O N A L

zodiac ➵ scorpio sun (x); sagittarius rising; cancer moon

MBTI ➵ ISFJ (“The Defender”)

positive traits ➵ industrious; compassionate; generous; warmhearted; benevolent; selfless; observant; honest; personable; kind.

negative traits ➵ blunt; graceless; meticulous; well-meaning; impatient; internalizes feelings; oversensitive; tactless; overbearing; clumsy.

likes ➵ Pumpkin pasties; duelling club; laughter; the rush of incoming patients; cooking for friends; Ballycastle Bats; Diagon Alley; being barefoot at the beach; roadtrips; apple juice; hugs from friends; nicknames; vanilla candles; the heat of a boiling cauldron; Sugar Quills; warm sweaters; pizza; pomegranate seeds; cheek kisses; taking photographs; finishing essays early; coffee with milk and two sugars; Queen; Aston Villa; cats

dislikes ➵ spam (the food); apparition; the Daily Prophet; starless nights; Kenmare Kestrels; karaoke; losing bets; skinned knees; snakes; pigeons; the colour fuschia (it’s too bright); ticking clocks; banana flavouring; funerals; Bertie Bott’s Every Flavour Beans; Celestina Warbeck; mayonnaise; blue M&Ms; her lao ye; the word mudblood; leprechauns; fans of Kenmare Kestrels; losing football matches; witch Halloween costumes; rugby

amortentia ➵

birthday cake

fresh mint

old books

orange blossom

M A G I C

blood status ➵ muggleborn

wand ➵ Aspen, dragon heartstring core, 8 inches, hard

wand-quality aspen wood is white and fine-grained, and highly prized by all wand-makers for its stylish resemblance to ivory and its usually outstanding charmwork. The proper owner of the aspen wand is often an accomplished duellist, or destined to be so, for the aspen wand is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. An infamous and secretive eighteenth-century duelling club, which called itself The Silver Spears, was reputed to admit only those who owned aspen wands. In my experience, aspen wand owners are generally strong-minded and determined, more likely than most to be attracted by quests and new orders; this is a wand for revolutionaries.

patronus ➵ Hippo

E D U C A T I O N

Hogwarts class ➵ Hufflepuff, 1981

extracurriculars ➵

Hufflepuff Prefect / September 1979 - June 1981

Herbology Club & Greenhouse Keepers / September 1977 - June 1981

Toothill Duelling Club / September 1979 - June 1981

Wenlock Study Club / September 1979 - June 1981

courses & exams ➵

Ancient Runes - O

Astronomy - E

Charms - O

Defense Against the Dark Arts - O

Herbology - O

History of Magic - O

Muggle Studies - O

Potions - O

Transfiguration - O

Care of Magical Creatures - E

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

health ➵

walnut allergy

hayfever

pets ➵

Jíngyi; the long-eared owl

Shu; the white cat

handwriting ➵ Abuget

F A M I L Y

Deirdre (née Wilkinson) Vance ➵ paternal grandmother; retired nurse; deceased May. 1980

Edward Vance ➵ grandfather; retired soldier and miner; deceased Jan. 1980

Xiulan Wong ( Wong Xiulan ) ➵ maternal grandmother (lao lao); homeschooled; housewife; alive

Da Wong ( Wong Da ) ➵ maternal grandfather (lao ye); homeschooled; shop-owner; alive

Dr. Cillian Vance ➵ father; worked for/with the Red Cross UK (and the Hong Kong Red Cross); alive

Mei (née Wong) Vance ➵ mother; teaching assistant; alive

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌

emmeline had always known they were different. at first, it was because of her skin, the way she looked and spoke and could never find anyone to play with on the playground, her chinese middle name and her lao lao being the one to pick her up from school every morning. she would cry to her mother at night, cling to her arms like they were the port keeping her safe from the storm, and listen to her father sing, voice warm and tender as she drifted to sleep, but she never got the answers for why she was treated differently — never got answers for why she was the only non-white child in her school, never got answers for why they hated her so much, hated her existence. but she weathered through primary school, finding her footing in secondary school with her only friend, aisha, who never cared that she was different, that sometimes she could do things that nobody else seemed able to do, that she’d been encouraged to always tell the truth, nothing but the truth, that sometimes she’d say things that hurt, things that stung even though she never meant for them to.

for a while, the feeling of being wholly different faded, or at least, emmeline didn’t notice it quite so prominently anymore, and then suddenly it appeared again — but this time it had been because she didn’t know if she always felt like a girl. not a girl in the traditional sense, anyway, not some days. she liked dresses and fancy heeled shoes and tiaras, but found herself equally at home in plaid shirts and her father’s way-too-big suit jacket and kicking around a football, and for a half-asian barely a teenage… person (she’s still working on it), suspended constantly between two identities, it confused them (even though they’re perfectly aware now that those things are superficial, but the feeling still remains). the only person they ever talked to about it back then was aisha — their lifeline, their best friend, the one their parents reluctantly approved of because they had been so lonely for so long. while aisha was crushing on boys, sweaty and loud and just this side of too teasing, and starting to wear makeup and changing herself, emmeline was trying to find where she fit in, trying to understand who she was, who she is, why they feel so different.

in the midst of all that, emmeline’s letter to hogwarts came. just another difference for emmeline to feel, the knowledge that they have magic was unexpected and tore her family in two. the family she loved - her mother, her father, her lao lao and lao ye, and granny and pops - all had differing opinions on whether or not to accept it, whether or not to send them to school and deal with the fact, up front, that emmeline was, and always would be, special. in the end, emmeline’s pops snuck her out, following instructions from a professor mcgonagall, to find diagon alley, the place where emmeline suddenly felt she fit in. she could feel the magic in the air, could feel it almost crackling in the space around her, almost inviting her in. of course, it took some time — a little too much time, really — to buy everything she needed, and when she cried into her ice cream on the way home, overwhelmed and tired and feeling so many things, he was the one who held her all the way home. 

he and their granny were the only ones there to send them off the hogwarts that first year, their parents reluctant to accept anything so unnatural about their child, but emmeline hardly cared at the time (even though it hit them later that night and they sobbed into their pillow), too excited to remember to even wave, too excited to remember to cry because she was leaving behind the only friend she’d ever truly known, and when they saw hogwarts, that castle appearing, they just knew. they were home. she knows, after years and years of being torn between two identities on so many different fronts, that people aren’y happy she’s here, happy she has magic, happy she calls this place her home away from home, that she laughs loud at the hufflepuff table and wears yellow and black face paint for quidditch matches and tried out for the muggle football team, but there’s nothing they can say to change who she is, her pride in the blood flowing through her veins, in the magic at her fingertips. emmeline’s always known they’re different, but having magic, being home at hogwarts, is the first time she’s ever felt proud to be so.

[pendvlums]

hi  ,  my  name  is  s  and  of  course  i  used  this  unbothered  ,  bleeped  out  gif  of  luka  bc  that  is  peak  demetrius  energy  !  but  i  digress  .  just  a  lil  abt  me  ,  i’m  twenty  one  ,  and  if  you’re  ever  wondering  why  i’m  active  at  the  weirdest  of  times  ,  i’m  not  just  a  night  owl  but  i  regret  to  inform  you  my  tz  is  the  gmt  !  i  haven’t  rped  in  like  ...  over  a  year  ?  bc  i  just  graduated  ,  so  bare  with  me  whilst  i  learn  how  to  use  this  hell  site  again  !  i  want  PLOTS  with  all  of  you  ,  so  please  give  this  post  a  ♡  and  i’ll  send  u  a  message  ,  or  alternatively  add  me  on  d*scord  @ noel miller love bot#4109  !  without  further  ado ,  below  the  cut  is  a  condensed  biography  for   𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬  𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐢  !  

𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧  .

(   *  💀  /  luka sabbat, cis man, he/him  )  —  is that demetrius zabini i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty one year old slytherin, returning for their sixth school year, but their friends would tell you that they are erudite & eloquent as well as phlegmatic & bestial. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re pureblood, and from what I hear, they’re currently allying with the death eaters. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: jewelled fingers that pose as brass knuckles ; no more a symbol of wealth than an instrument of pain , the whisperings of a snake in the garden of eden , money exchanged between handshakes ; a bribe rather than social etiquette .  —  ( s, she/her, 21, gmt )  

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬  .

name  :  demetrius  zabini  .  

nicknames :  demetrius  ,  zab  (  rarely  )  .  

age  :  twenty  one  .  

birth  date  :  unknown  ,  as  his  parents  did  not  bother  to  keep  hold  of  his  birth  certificate  .  

gender  &  pronouns  :  cis  man  &  he  /  him  .  

sexuality  :  bisexual  &  biromantic  .  

languages  spoken  :  english ,  haitan creole  ,  french  &  german  .  

house  :  slytherin  .  

allegiance  :  the  death  eaters  .  

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲  .

demetrius  was  born  into  a  pureblood  family  and  was  fed  ,  with  a  silver  spoon  ,  elitist  ideologies  and  that  he  was  superior  to  others  ,  not  just  because  his  pure  blood  but  for  his  extreme  wealth  too  ;  the  heir  to  the  zabini  fortune  .  despite  how  his  parents  taught  him  that  he  was  better  than  others  ,  they  certainly  did  not  treasure  their  only  son  .  they  treated  him  coldly  ,  without  love  or  affection  ,  and  whilst  he  does  not  think  that  his  childhood  shaped  him  in  any  way  ,  it  explains  why  he’s  so  phlegmatic  ,  characterised  by  a  lack  of  emotion  and  being  uncomfortably  too  composed  .  he  only  really  has  two  expressions  :  a  vacant  stare  or  an  uneasy  grin  .  however  ,  his  smirk  will  only  arise  when  accompanied  by  bestial  words  or  actions  .  he  feeds  off  humility  and  the  downfall  of  others  ,  much  like  iago  in  shakespeare’s  othello  ,  and  he  can  be  savagely  cruel  or  barbaric  ,  especially  to  those  who  he  deems  below  him  .  

he  is  almost  never  seen  without  a  ring  on  every  finger  ,  even  if  the  professors  say  it  isn’t  up  to  dress  code  ,  as  a  symbol  of  his  status  but  also  to  inflict  more  pain  ,  say  he  gets  into  a  fight  ,  which  his  words  get  him  into  often  .   

although  he  is  a  slytherin  to  the  core  ,  that  does  not  mean  ,  as  the  sorting  hat  once  said  ,  that  he  isn’t  a  talented  or  skill  wizard  .  whilst  his  parents  take  little  interest  in  his  life  ,  they  do  like  to  keep  up  appearances  and  so  they  pressurise  him  to  achieve  highly  ,  but  only  so  they  can  boast  about  their  son’s  success  .  and  because  he  “  can’t  let  a  mudblood  achieve  higher  than  him  !  “  .  he  does  have  some  good  qualities  ,  although  they  don’t  redeem  him  ,  such  as  being  erudite  ,  a  scholar  ,  and  being  eloquent  .  he  can  be  very  persuasive  ,  which  some  might  consider  a  good quality  ,  but  he  uses  for  evil  .  he  has  a  total  god  complex  overall  ! 

despite  being  a  pureblood  elitist  ,  he  is  a  hypocrite  .  he  loves  muggle  literature  ,  the  classics  of  course  !  such  as  william  shakespeare  ,  john  keats  ,  etc.  but  it’s  not  something  he  would  ever  admit  to  !  his  mattress  is  probably  stuffed  with  torn  out  pages  from  books  he’s  stolen  momentarily  from  muggleborn  students  ,  but  as  of  yet  nobody  knows  .  

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  . 

all  connections  are  open  to  f  /  m  /  nb  ,  unless  stated  otherwise  !  some  connections  will  be  house  specific  ,  but  this  will  be  clearly  stated  !

ONE  :  a  platonic  m  /  f  or  nb  power  duo  !  they  would  probably  burn  hogwarts  down  together  if  they  were  a  couple  ,  so  they  keep  it  purely  platonic  for  the  sake  of  mankind  . 

TWO  :  i  hate  gossip  girl  references  (  a  lie  )  but  a  nate  archibald  to  his  c*uck  bass  .  open  to  m  /  nb  .  just  a  good  ,  old  bromance  .  i  can’t  say  that  demetrius  would  die  for  this  person  but  ...  he’d  be  more  than  willing  to  get  slightly  injured  !  they  keep  each  other  grounded  ,  look  out  for  each  other  ,  and  may  even  consider  each  other  friends  .  

THREE  :  someone  blackmailing  him  .  i  mentioned  that  demetrius  reads  muggle  literature  in  secret  ,  so  i  think  it’d  be  really  interesting  if  someone  found  out  about  this  and  was  threatening  to  expose  him  ,  and  he’s  going  along  with  whatever  they  say  ,  because  for  one  his  parents  would  be  outraged  and  two  that  would  be  damaging  to  his  reputation  .   

FOUR  :  something  forbidden  !  open  to  all  houses  except  slytherin  .  i  really  want  some  romeo  and  juliet  type  vibes  .  maybe  they’re  a  half  blood  or  muggle  born  ?  and  it’s  a  lot  of  sneaking  around  ,  fooling  around  in  closets  ,  and  stuff  like  that  .  maybe  there’s  feelings  or  maybe  it’s  just  the  rush  for  them  ,  the  thought  of  getting  caught  ? angst  is  what  i  want  from  this  plot  !

FIVE  :  i  really  want  an  academic  rival  plot  where  they’re  both  trying  to  prove  who’s  the  more  intelligent  .  it’s  just  a  lot  of  heated  arguments  ,  eye  rolls  ,  and  trying  to  make  the  other  one  cry  .  

SIX  :  detention  regulars  .  they  don’t  usual  interact  unless  it’s  in  detention  ,  where  the  two  almost  seem  to  be  .  the  whole  time  they  just  talk  about  random  shit  and  bad  mouth  the  professors  .  it’s  become  a  weekly  thing  .  

SEVEN  :  someone  he  is  betrothed  to  .  i  always  picture  that  demetrius  is  k*lled  by  blaise  zabini’s  mother  ,  his  first  and  only  wife  ,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  that  he  wasn’t  going  to  marry  someone  else  first  .  they  could  have  feelings  for  each  other  or  they  could  completely  despise  each  other  ,  the  possibilities  are  endless  !  open  to  pureblood  muses  only  ,  as  his  parents  would  never  allow  him  to  marry  anyone  else  .    

EIGHT  :  i  mentioned  academic  rivals  but  i  would  just  really  love  an  enemy  !  they’re  constantly  at  each  other’s  throats  and  are  always  picking  fights  ,  whether  verbal  or  physical  ,  the  professors  have  had  to  pull  them  apart  a  few  times  .  

NINE  :  first  love  .  i’m  not  going  to  lie  ,  demetrius  was  definitely  a  bad  boyfriend  ,  so  i  can’t  promise  that  this  was  the  best  relationship  but  what  i  can  promise  you  is  lots  of  angst  ! 

TEN  :  family  friends  .  they  see  each  other  at  dinners  ,  galas  ,  and  other  social  gatherings  .  they  either  get  into  mischief  together  ,  or  can’t  stand  each  other  and  make  snide  remarks  ,  with  drinks  being  thrown  .  perhaps  there’s  a  sexual  element  and  they  get  caught  in  the  library  ,  of  his  house  ,  by  his  parents  ?  open  to  slytherins  .  

just  some  general  plots  i’d  like  to  have  :  a  victim  (  like  someone  he  bullies  i  guess  ?  more  suited  to  a  softer  character  )  , study  buddies  (  open  to  slytherins  )  ,  the  first  friend  he  made  at  hogwarts  (  but  don’t  necessarily  have  to  be  friends  now  )  ,  exes  ,  friends  with  benefits  ,  a  hateship  ,  people  he  only  speaks  to  in  clubs  .  

[swearwolfremuslupin]

Intro to Remus Lupin:

Chocolate, cable-knit sweaters, bruised skin, bandages, healing potions, mugs of tea, sugar, old books, dog-eared pages, annotations in the margins, raised scars, chewed fingernails, dark circles under the eyes, tousled hair, nightmares, sharing blankets, holding hands…

TW: animal attacks, childhood trauma, terminal illness, parental illness Aesthetics: Chocolate, cable-knit sweaters, bruised skin, bandages, healing potions, mugs of tea, sugar, old books, dog-eared pages, annotations in the margins, raised scars, chewed fingernails, dark circles under the eyes, tousled hair, nightmares, sharing blankets, holding hands… Name: Remus John Lupin Age: 21 years old Birthday: 10/03/1960 Former House: Gryffindor Graduation Year: 1978 Wand: Unicorn hair, Cypress, 10 ¼ inches, and fairly flexible. Occupation: Unemployed

Current Circumstance: Remus joined the order knowing full well that his condition could be used to the advantage of the movement. This was due to a conversation with Dumbledore prior to his graduation. Although the implication of meeting feral wolves and potentially having to affiliate with them terrified him to his core, he felt as though he owed Dumbledore more than he could ever pay him back and he signed himself up without hesitation. This dire need to please Albus is still buried deeply within his sub-conscious. He blindly followed the man, almost child-like in his conviction that he can do no wrong. Like many of Dumbledore’s followers, he very rarely questioned him, believing he absolutely knew best.

It was only after months of living with the werewolves, and being forced to pledge loyalty to the man who had maliciously attacked him as a child, that Remus temporarily removed his rose-coloured glasses. Greyback and his pack live rough, squatting or camping with no equipment, often in abandoned or near uninhabitable spaces. They are aggressive, blood-thirsty, violent individuals, the complete opposite of Remus. He had to do some terrible things to earn their trust. Forced to sacrifice all of his favourite creature comforts, things like tea, books, and chocolate were out of reach. These were the things he used, and still uses, to ground himself. To remind himself that, despite everything, he is Human. The first time he was forced to eat raw meat with the other wolves it took every ounce of his willpower to stomach it. Not because he didn’t enjoy the taste but because he did.

During a meeting with Dumbledore, in which he was expected to communicate plans, names, and dates to recite back to the Order, Remus found himself sitting in the familiar office, his head in his hands, completely and utterly broken. His mental health had taken an incredible dive and, despite telling himself repeatedly that this mission, alongside being trusted to take it on, was an honour, he begged for permission to stay in the Wizarding world. He was honest, confiding in Albus, admitting to feeling like an animal, like he might be losing himself to what he was. He also talked about how distant he was beginning to feel from his friends. Albus was kind and understanding but made it very clear to Remus that the Order needed him. It had to be him, he had to be strong enough. Remus steeled himself, realising he didn’t have a choice in the matter, and agreed, leaving with a newfound determination that did nothing to dispel the hollow feeling in his chest and subsequent emotional exhaustion. For the first time in his life, he felt a spark of resentment for the man he admired above all.

Doubts began to creep in, and he found him considering whether Dumbledore would have asked him to return to Greyback if he saw him as Remus and not as a werewolf. Whenever he was forced to do something terrible, or he felt something inside him break, the anger that used to be directed at Greyback, was suddenly directed at Dumbledore. And then the attack happened. Peter Pettigrew was outed as a spy and Remus felt his entire world beginning to crumble. He began to convince himself that if he had been more present, if he hadn’t spent so much time isolated from the people he loved, maybe he would have noticed something was wrong. Maybe he could have saved Sirius from the trauma of confronting him alone.

Taking a break from his mission at Dumbledore’s unexpected behest, as he Order withdraws from the public eye and continues its work underground, Remus is currently living in a small one bedroom flat, situated in the heart of London. His parents were quick to welcome him home but his mother, Hope, is incredibly ill. He refuses to burden his parents with his own illness so when a friend of his father’s, travelling to escape London’s heavy atmosphere, offered up her apartment, he accepted the offer, incredibly grateful. Whenever he makes a little money, he sends some to her, appreciative of her kindness despite believing if she discovered his condition she would be disgusted by the fact that he had even set foot inside of her home.

Additional Information: He perfected the Patronus charm at the considerably young age of 13 after learning about Dementors in DADA. He became obsessed with the idea of running into one someday. Knowing he had more darkness in his life than most students his age, he was convinced he would be overpowered and lose his soul. He knew he would only be able to conquer his fear by mastering the Patronus Charm and spent months hard at work until he was finally successful. That being said, he only conjures a corporeal Patronus in front of friends, ashamed, and embarrassed by the shape it takes. He is very good at protection spells. Remus prefers defensive spells purely because he feels as though if he attacks first he is succumbing to the monster hiding just below the surface of his skin. He is beyond terrible at potions, overwhelmed by the scents of the ingredients. The scar from Fenrir’s bite is on his left shoulder and he does everything he can to ensure nobody sees it. When he is nervous or scared he reaches under the collar of his shirt to press his hand against it, using it as a reminder of how strong and capable he is. It doesn’t calm him down but it helps to steel his resolution. If he is upset, he touches it to punish himself, to remind himself that he isn’t human, that he doesn’t deserve to be happy. Remus is terrified of being asked to return to the feral wolves. He’s aware his only true value to the Order of the Phoenix lies in his Lycanthropy. Hope Lupin is sick with a Muggle illness that has been worsening for nearly a year. Remus strongly suspects it is far more serious than his parents are willing to admit, and harbours a lot of guilt, believing he manifested her poor health after using it as a cover for his routine disappearances while at school. Although small, gentle, and quiet, on occasion when things become too much Remus finds himself filled with anger and frustration. During these times he often takes his pain out on his closest friends, the only people to ever see him so unravelled. He still suffers nightmares due to the trauma of his attack. When he was 4, Greyback climbed through his bedroom window, half-transformed, to bite, and infect him. Even at the age of 21, if it is dark outside, he finds it unbearable to be in a room with an open window.

[ted-tonks-checkmate]

full name: Edward Tonks nickname(s): Ted, Teddy, Tonks (just call him anything but Edward) fc: Kim Myungsoo brithday: November 19th age: 20 gender: Cisgender Male sexuality: Bisexual house: Hufflepuff year: Sixth blood status: Muggleborn patronus: Dolphin (non-corporeal) club(s): Gobstones club, chess Club, Waffling Study Group house leader: Prefect quidditch: loves the game but doesn’t have the coordination side: Neutral (sides with the order but is terrified to fight)

Intro

Ted’s parents knew something was special about their son when he was born with bright blue hair that changed to red as soon as he started crying. They had no idea how it was happening, but as he was growing up, they did their best to dye his hair black so he wouldn’t be ostracized by his peers as he grew up

he was already ostracized a little because his social skills were terrible and he almost never made eye contact. He was diagnosed as being on the autism spectrum when he was nine, so he didn’t make very many friends at school.

but when he got his letter, at least his hair changing colors made a lot more sense, so the hair dyeing stopped.

the hat barely touched his head before sorting him into Hufflepuff. The hat could see that once he got comfortable where he was (aka Hogwarts and not muggle school) he had the potential to be incredibly kind and loyal when given the opportunity

His main special interest had been tabletop games, but it only got more passionate when he discovered gobstones and wizard’s chess. He’s gotten incredibly good over the past five years, and it’s very difficult to beat him. His current winning streak for chess spans over a year.

when he’s interested in something, Ted is very intelligent and knowledgeable on the subject. However, when he isn’t, it’s very difficult to keep his attention, no matter how hard he tries. So DADA and Charms? He does very well. Herbology and History of Magic? NOPE.

he was actually really proud when he was selected to be prefect last year, and he takes his position really seriously. However, with the war on the horizon, he’s a little worried about anything that puts him in the spotlight. He is a muggleborn after all.

Before, when he felt more accepted by his peers, he would change his hair color based on the day. Now, he keeps it black, trying to not draw attention to himself, though he can’t fully control it when he’s over emotional.

He really doesn’t use his ability much, but considers it his only real defense mechanism. He has a tie for Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin always with him in his bag so if he had to run away from bullies, he could go into an empty classroom, change ties, then change into someone from that house to escape.

he stutters when he’s nervous, which is... a lot of the time.

hes working really hard in a lot of classes he hates because he wants to be a healer, and you need at least an E in herbology much to his dismay, so he’s working really hard

PLOT BUNNIES

Friends- please this boy has so much love to give and he loves making friends

Bullies- any and all he sadly has like the tiniest backbone so he’s a super easy target. Sure, he’s a prefect, but some people don’t change their behavior even after detentions lol

First kiss- Ted falls fast and hard, so I imagine he’s been that way since coming to Hogwarts. This could’ve been his first relationship, or maybe it’s someone he really liked but they weren’t that into him so he remembers it as a bigger deal than it was and is now sad whenever he sees them? This can go a million different ways.

Idk how to name this connection besides “Awakening??”-  Ted’s a shy shy bi, but like I imagine he had something with another boy in secret? They probably called it off because one of them started dating someone or something but I imagine this was pretty wholesome, like maybe from a year or two ago. All the details can be discussed I’m super open

any and all I’d love to plot with all of you <3

[james-keeps-chasing]

full name: James Potter

nickname(s): Prongs, Potter, Jay

fc: Lee Sungyeol

birthday: March 17th

age: 21

gender: Cisgender Male

sexuality:  Heterosexual

house:  Gryffindor

year:  Sixth

blood status: Pureblood

patronus: Stag (corporeal)

club(s): Occamy Dueling Club

house leader:  NOPE

quidditch: Chaser

side: Order of the Phoenix

INTRO

total spoiled rich kid growing up, though not in the worst way. He was still disciplined by his parents when he misbehaved, but it was still rare for him to not get what he wanted.

His parents were much older than the average parents, which led to James being very smart, but not the best at interacting with people his own age at first.

this led to his arrogant attitude in childhood and from years 1-5 and a subconscious belief that he deserved whatever he wanted, even if it was to jinx someone on a whim.

he was sorted into Gryffindor like his parents before him, and there was really nowhere else the hat even considered him.

He was never truly antagonistic with any of his pranks (except for Snivelus) he just thought people’s reactions were funny

made the quidditch team his second year, having an incredible natural talent for flying. He even bought his own snitch so he could not only train with it, but to show off a bit outside of practice.

He was that class clown that you could tell was really smart but never put in the work to be a good student. That started changing second year when he discovered Remus’ secret, because now he had a reason to learn certain things.

james had a bit of a rude awakening last year that basically held up a mirror to himself. He realized he needed to stop bullying people just for his own amusement, and fast. So now hes making a concious effort to be nicer to everyone, though it is pretty relative to how he felt about them before his wake up call; Death Eaters can still suck it.

ever since he became an animagus, a couple things changed about him

he went from the heaviest sleeping marauder to the lightest one by FAR

he became a vegetarian, no longer able to stomach the idea of eating meat

A few plot bunny ideas

Exes that are friends- maybe someone who they were friends before, then when they dated they decided they were better off that way and went back to it, but they DO know more about each other because of that? 

Ex-FWBs- Since he’s done his self reflection, he’s not really into meaningless hook ups anymore, and maybe thats a source of tension? BONUS POINTS IF THEY’RE DEATH EATER ALIGNED AND/ORTHEY HATED EACH OTHER DURING THE HOOKUPS LOL 

Enemies- James is considered a blood traitor from a blood traitor family by basically most of the pureblood community, and he is ALSO a reformed asshole, so there are PLENTY of options for this lol

any and all things totally down to brainstorm

[perfectivnisms]

(   *  💀  /  kristine froseth, cis female, she/her  )  —  is that amelia bones i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty-one year old hufflepuff, returning for their seventh school year, but their friends would tell you that they are vivacious & compassionate as well as stubborn & blunt. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re pureblood, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see:  getting lost in sunflower fields, freckles scattered across the bridge of a button nose, hair pulled back in a perfect fishtail braid, standing up for what’s right even if your voice shakes.  —   ( marie, she/her, 29, est.  )

hi everyone! i am excited to be here. and i apologize if this is one of the worst introductions that you have ever read. i am admittedly a bit dusty on writing out things like this, so i apologize for my brief bullet pointed introduction on my amelia bean. i hope that giving you the rundown on her in a general sense will work, then i can flesh her out some more with plotting and interactions as we go along. anyways, amelia is a character that i have known and loved for a few years now but haven’t gotten to play in some time. sooo i hope you love her as much as i. anyways, i will stop blabbing and get to introducing you to this girlie!

amelia is part of a pureblood family but is not part of the sacred 28. her parents were never really the type of purebloods that stepped up fully in support of bringing down muggles, but they also weren’t the kind out there fighting for their rights either. they toed the line of neutrality. as a result, amelia grew up with her toes in the pureblood world. she was trained like every other pureblood girl to learn how to act properly. something that it turned out she took to rather well. amelia eased into a life of lessons on etiquette along with other lessons that would broaden her horizons as a woman. or rather. lessons that would broaden her potential when it came to attracting the “right” sort of husband. though she was quick to believe that her parents weren’t the sort that would arrange such a life for her. after all, they were never quite that radical in their beliefs.

upon her arrival at hogwarts, amelia was someone that was known for her name as well as her charm. though there were some other parts of amelia that the sorting hat wrestled with when it came down to her sorting. she’s always been known as someone that looks out for the well-being of others. the compassionate heart that she has for others is something that stands out. but, not only that, she is someone that is willing to put everything on the line for someone else, no matter the risk or cost. she’s also someone that has been a bit of a perfectionist in her time. coming from parents with such high standards, she never has wanted to disappoint. so, she has always had a strong ethic when it came to getting things done and doing things correctly. because of all this, amelia was quite the hat stall.. but in the end hufflepuff is where the hat decided that she should be.

her seven years at hogwarts have been filled with many successes. something that amelia can look back on fondly. while she can be a bit of an anal perfectionist at times, amelia is someone that can have fun. she’s just someone that chooses not to make her entire life a party. and, trust me, when you do get her to loosen up that you’ll be entertained. however, her goals don’t seem to be slowing down any time soon. she is in her seventh and final year at hogwarts which she considers to be one of her most important. her eyes are on her future which happens to be at the ministry of magic. the girl has big goals in mind for her future which offers little time for slowing down or slacking off.

[unwittiing]

               “ you think okay,  I get it,  I'm prepared for the worst,  but you hold out that                     small hope,  see,  and that's what fucks you up.  that's what kills you. ”

(   *  💀  /  phoebe dynevor, questioning, she/her )  —  is that katherine ‘kitty’ abbott i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty year old hufflepuff, returning for their sixth school year, but their friends would tell you that they are empathetic & earnest as well as flighty & stubborn. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re pureblood, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: always scalding your tongue, on either bitten-back words or tea you don’t let cool; a smear of lipstick, wiped off on the back of your hand (don’t you know you’re not that kind of girl?); the buzz of celebratory drinks when no one around feels much like celebrating; windswept blonde locks escaping from your braid; layering up on hand-me-down clothes, as if they offer any protection at all.  —  ( zoe, she/her, 23, cst  )  

CONTENT WARNINGS:   death of a close family member, mourning, referenced drug & alcohol use  ADDITIONAL MATERIALS:   kitty’s playlist,  connections,  stats page,  &  pinterest board  

                                  FIND KITTY’S INTRO HERE.

[royalynx]

(   *  💀  /  daniel ezra, cis male, he/him  )  —  is that kingsley shacklebolt i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty two year old gryffindor, returning for their seventh school year, but their friends would tell you that they are grounded & commanding as well as opinionated & strong-willed. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re pureblood, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: the calming presence in the back of the room, muggle records hidden in drawers, steaming mugs of tea, the warmth of a hug, the burn of quiet fury.

CHARACTER INSPIRATION: Luke Cage (Jessica Jones), Kingsley Shacklebolt (Books: Order of the Phoenix through Deathly Hallows), Jake Reilly (Private Practice), Terry Jeffords (Brooklyn Nine-Nine), Alphonso ‘Mack’ Mackenzie (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.), Matt Simmons (Criminal Minds), Odafin Tutuola (Law and Order: SVU), Spencer James (All American).

TRIGGER WARNINGS: ???

LINKS: Pinterest (Coming Soon). Playlist (Coming Soon).

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

I N T R O

full name ➵ Kingsley Akiel Shacklebolt

nicknames ➵ King; Kings; Kas; Shack; Shacklebolt; Royal

pronouns ➵ he/him/his

orientation ➵ bisexual biromantic

birthdate / age ➵ May 8th, 1957, 15:32 am / 22 years old

birthplace ➵ Birmingham, England

childhood home ➵ Birmingham, England

current residence ➵ Hogwarts, Scotland

religion ➵ atheist

occupation ➵ full - time student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry

P H Y S I C A L

height ➵ 5 feet, 10 1/2 inches / 179 cm

weight ➵ 78 kg / 171lb

body type ➵ mesomorph ( athletic; generally hard body; well defined muscles; rectangular shaped body; strong; gains muscle easily; gains fat easily )

hair ➵ black, shaved/cropped 

eye color ➵ dark brown

dominant hand ➵ ambidextrous

FC ➵ Daniel Ezra

voice ➵ Daniel Ezra

special characteristics ➵

tattoo of a lion on the back of his neck that roars when danger is near

acne scars on cheeks

perfect posture

smells of ➵

broom wax

toothpaste

lavender, anise, basil, bergamot and lemon; geranium, ylang-ylang and jasmine; oakmoss, vetiver, tonka bean, patchouli, vanilla and sandalwood - Brut by Faberge

E M O T I O N A L

zodiac ➵ taurus sun (x); virgo rising; virgo moon

MBTI ➵ ISTJ (“The Logistician”)

positive traits ➵  grounded; commanding; courageous; considerate; observant; dedicated; forbearing to an almost mind-boggling degree; put-together; knowledgeable; self-reliant.

neutral traits ➵ fearless; calming; stolid; diplomatic; paternalistic.

negative traits ➵ opinionated; strong-willed; quiet; stubborn; high-minded; aloof to some; reticent; stoic; overcritical; has very high expectations of himself & others.

likes ➵ playing Quidditch; freshly baked bread; playing Gobstones at 3am; a warm bed; muggle record players; purple; watching the sea; forehead kisses; DADA; organized notes; wearing rings; honeycakes; David Bowie; dragonhide boots; chocolate frogs; firedrakes; Charms; Firewhiskey; watching the fire in the Gryffindor common room; twenty; red wine; laughing with Frank and Alastor; Transfiguration; The Beatles; his sister

dislikes ➵ legilimency; bigotry; raisins in chocolate; Divination; messy desks; foggy London; Sacred 28; people flaking on him; his team losing Quidditch matches; pumpkin juice; using school brooms; sushi; magic quills; pixies; History of Magic; the treatment of squibs by wizarding society; muddy orange; gigglewater; the texture of mushrooms; feeling unsettled; licorice; rollercoasters; toads; the word mudblood; Turkish delight

amortentia ➵

freshly cut grass

roast chicken dinner

aftershave

sandalwood

M A G I C

blood status ➵ pureblood

wand ➵ Alder wood with cherry trailed over the front like the path of a river, or a lightning bolt, White River Monster spine core, 14 and a 1/4 inches, solid

whilst Alder makes for an unyielding wood, its ideal owner is not stubborn or obstinate, but often helpful, considerate and most likeable. Whereas most wand woods seek similarity in the characters of those they will best serve, alder is unusual in that it seems to desire a nature that is, if not precisely opposite to its own, then certainly of a markedly different type. When an alder wand is happily placed, it becomes a magnificent, loyal helpmate. Of all wand types, alder is best suited to non-verbal spell work, whence comes its reputation for being suitable only for the most advanced witches and wizards. (Cherry, a very rare wand wood creates a wand of strange power, most highly prized by the wizarding students of the school of Mahoutokoro in Japan, where those who own cherry wands have special prestige. The Western wand-purchaser should dispel from their minds any notion that the pink blossom of the living tree makes for a frivolous or merely ornamental wand, for cherry wood often makes a wand that possesses truly lethal power, whatever the core, but if teamed with dragon heartstring, the wand ought never to be teamed with a wizard without exceptional self-control and strength of mind.) The use of a  White River Monster spine produced spells of force and elegance. 

patronus ➵ Lynx

E D U C A T I O N

Hogwarts class ➵ Gryffindor, 1981

extracurriculars ➵

Gryffindor Prefect / September 1980 - June 1981

Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team / September 1979 - June 1981

Gryffindor Chaser / October 1975 - June 1981

Charms Club / September 1975 - June 1981

Toothill Duelling Club / September 1978 - June 1981

Slug Club / December 1977 - June 1981

courses & exams ➵

Ancient Runes - O

Charms - O

Defense Against the Dark Arts - O

Herbology - O

Arithmancy - O

Muggle Studies - O

Potions - O

Transfiguration - O

Care of Magical Creatures - O

now studying Alchemy ( predicted an O )

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

health ➵

strawberry allergy

pets ➵ 

Archimedes; the family owl ( great horned owl )

handwriting ➵ Sebastian Bobby

F A M I L Y

Ora Shacklebolt (nee Kayoude) ➵ paternal grandmother; socialite; alive

Kingsley Shacklebolt I ➵ grandfather; Wizengamot member; alive

Yara Audley (nee Idowu) ➵ maternal grandmother; homeschooled; apothecary worker; alive

Akiel Audley ➵ maternal grandfather; homeschooled; Quidditch supply store owner; alive

Alaric Shacklebolt I ➵ father; Gryffindor; Senior Auror for the DMLE; alive

Meera Shacklebolt ➵ mother; homeschooled (opted out of attending Ilvermorny / Hogwarts); apothecary worker; alive

Eralia Audley ➵ maternal aunt; homeschooled; Senior Assistant to the Jamaican Minister of Magic; alive

Gabrielle Shacklebolt ➵ paternal aunt; Hufflepuff; Ministry employee; alive

Edward Shacklebolt (took wife’s name) ➵ paternal uncle; Hufflepuff; job; alive

Khenan Shacklebolt ➵ paternal uncle; Ravenclaw; curse breaker for Gringotts; alive

Kingsley Akiel Shacklebolt (II) ➵ self; Gryffindor; Future Senior Auror for the DMLE; alive

Bianca Omnira Shacklebolt ➵ sister; fifth year Ravenclaw; unknown future; alive

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌

his parents used to say he was born for diplomacy. that’s what they’d drilled into him since he was born: fight the good fight, be honest and good and stay calm, always. they can only catch you off guard when you aren’t. he’d always been somewhat of a natural diplomat — the oldest child, expectations hung from his shoulders as if they were coats and he, a coat rack. he’d always been a quiet child, somewhat unassuming, almost shy, content to play and be alone, often found even as a baby, simply amusing himself with his fist over crying, wailing for attention. when they attended the galas and balls befitting of a family part of the sacred 28, little changed. in fact, he was praised for it — how level-headed he was, even when all he wanted to do was scream and shout and set fire to the curtains by the window to stop them yammering on about the importance of blood purity and their precious, precious privilege, how he smiled politely and shook hands and never, ever made a scene. he hated them. he hated every last one of them. their fake smiles and empty eyes, how they hated for no reason and believed themselves to be superior — a kernel of a fallacy that kingsley, even as a child, could never subscribe to.

but kingsley was nothing if not a good man, and a good son, and so, he stayed silent — at least, to everyone who never crossed the boundaries of their home. to them, kingsley was a young wizard who showed particular promise in their circle, but to those who saw him at home, his internal torture over it was obvious. he had muggle neighbours, even muggle friends, people who made him laugh and gave his parents presents when his beloved baby sister was born, and he could not abide the dual life his parents were living. when they were home, they were tolerant — amused, even, by the muggles they surrounded themselves with, something his mother always said was to keep them grounded, because she’d already lost one sibling to pureblood mania and refused to lose herself, or her husband, or either of her children. when they were at the galas, they were cold, a little aloof, they laughed along with jokes at muggles expenses, they shook hands, ate appetisers, danced and never seemed to show any remorse for the roles they had to play those nights, though he knew they had to feel guilty (he hoped they felt guilty.) he knew they felt they had to do it to survive — to thrive, even, in a world in which they weren’t always welcome, but he hates it.

he loves his family. kingsley loves them with every part of him, loves his younger sister with his entire heart, is never not seen at home without her practically hanging off his ankles, and then his knees, and then his hips, until she’s too tall and too old for that, he loves his mother and relishes her hugs and the way she always knows what to say to make him feel better, he loves his father and that deep, slow river of calm that seems to run through him, the same river kingsley has always felt took root in him, but he hates their legacy. he hates their part in the sacred twenty eight. he hates every part of it. he hates that they agreed to this — to what feels like a mortal lock, an unbreakable vow, tying themselves to this until the end of time. he hates that he understands why — their blood runs pure, he knows, in other wizards standards, but knowing what the sacred twenty eight stands for? what it really represents? kingsley thinks that their blood is the blood that’s dirty, that they’re the ones who ought to be ashamed of themselves for their existence, that they’re the ones who value opulence and power over people’s lives and that makes them wrong and evil and undeserving of their magic. it’s the first time — the only time — his parents have ever seen him truly angry — he remembers it well, being fourteen and all uncontrolled fury for the first time, how the quiet anger had burned and swelled under his skin until he couldn’t hold it in anymore, and how he’d made all the glass windows in the dining room shatter, the glass raining like sand when his father waved it away with a swish of his wand, kingsley’s chest heaving as he yells, raging against their indifference, feeling oddly soothed when his mother pulls him into his arms and whispers that she’s sorry. she’s sorry. she knows, she knows. he wishes that were enough — that apology, that acknowledgement that they were — are — hypocrites.

even still, his love for his family, flaws and all, remains, though he’s slowly pulled back from any engagement with the pureblood world over the years. he’s very proud to be his father’s son — the son of an auror, recipient of the order of merlin second class — and his mother’s. he’s proud to be his sister’s big brother, her protector. he’s even more proud when he gets his letter to hogwarts, confirming what they all already knew — magic is strong in the shacklebolt family. he picks up the family wand, purchased in america in the early 1920s — alder with cherry trailed over the front like the path of a river, or a lightning bolt, white river monster spine core, fourteen and a quarter inches, solid — and he feels a piece of himself slots firmly into place. hogwarts is where his father went, where his father’s father went (over ilvermorny), and though he can no longer pretend to be complacent to their every whim in regards to the sacred twenty eight (something which both his parents have since begun to shun), he knows getting sorted into gryffindor would make them both proud, and that’s what he wants, so that’s what be did — the bat barely touched his head before declaring him a gryffindor. even now, as a twenty two year old seventh year on the brink of graduating into a fully fledged war, he wants to make them proud. he wants to be a pillar of strength, safety, tolerance, love, support, he wants to be the friendly face ushering people to safety, he wants to be the one raining hellfire down on the prejudiced idiots who think that they’re any different to anyone else, with magic or without, on this planet, that they’re superior in any way because of their blood.