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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Pandora Eleanor Greengrass Age & Birthday: 21 & 25th of March Gender & Pronouns: Ciswoman & she/her Occupation: Veterinarian for Magical Creatures Blood Status: Pureblood Previous House: Ravenclaw Previous Affiliation: Neutral Face Claim: Jessie Mei Li

Pandora is taken by Mia

BIOGRAPHY:

Pandora Eleanor Greengrass is the youngest of three. From the moment she was born, there was something unique about the witch. One that was found marching to the beat of her own drum and found herself interested in the peculiar. There was a sudden deep love for magical creatures at a young age, that she often begged her parents to take her to the magical zoo. She could be found running bare foot outside through the woods or down by the water edge, lost in the beauty of nature.

She is the closest with her middle sibling, learning BSL at a young age to be able to communicate with them. Pandora always felt there was something different about them at a young age that it did not surprise her that they made the transition to Oz and loved him regardless. He was always the person she could turn to for advice and did not chastise her for being different. The two youngest of the Greengrass family did not live up to daddy dearest expectations of purebloods. That was left solely on their eldest, and heir, brother.

When it came time for Hogwarts, the sorting hat contemplated two different houses for her, teetering between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, that at the end, she was sorted into Ravenclaw. The love for knowledge, wit and intellect was true to who she was, despite being one that didn't mind thinking outside of the rules. It was here that she started her love for experimenting with spells and charms, seeing how far she could test the limits and what she could come up with. Pandora may have tested her professors patience one too many times.

It was in her seventh year that she found her true passion, magical creatures, that with some of her spells and enchantments, that she could help them. She excelled in her Owl's and Newt's and went off to study veterinary school for magical creatures. It was a place where she felt like she finally had a place and found it easier to talk to animals than people. They didn't judge her. During the war, Pandora remained neutral, aiding where she could but also found herself protecting innocent creatures that were in the crossfire, which led her into a situation where she went to protect a creature that she was hit with a spell, facing a near death experience, giving her the ability to see certain creatures now. With the end of the war, she has focused back on her work, her love for experimenting and trying to find a spell/enchantment that will help with her brother's hearing that he won't need to wear the hearing aids he has now.

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Xanthos Haîma Age & Birthday: 29 & 18th June 1953 Gender & Pronouns: Cis-Male & He/Him Occupation: Wixen Historian/Assistant Ministry Ambassador for Greece Blood Status: Pureblood Previous House: House Hades (of Magisfalis Academy of Magical Arts) Previous Affiliation: Neutral Face Claim: Matthew Daddario

Xanthos is taken by Eoin

BIOGRAPHY:

Born into Greecian Nobility, Xanthos was afforded every luxury growing up. His father’s family were some of the most respected in the country and are considered experts in the rearing of elite magical creatures, specialising in Unicorns and Pegasi of all species. His mother’s family were considered foremost experts on Wixen history and oversaw several Wixen museums and magical archaeological endeavours worldwide. Thus, it was no surprise that these two topics became Xanthos loves in life. Growing up, he found that unicorns in particular seemed to like him and before even attending his schooling he knew all there was to know of breeding, raising and caring for them.

It wasn’t till he attended Magisfalis Academy (riding in on his own Unicorn named Achilles) that his love for Wixen history began to grow- learning where they came from was crucial to moving forward and avoiding the repetition of mistakes; at his status, one couldn’t afford to make mistakes. Despite the pressure, he remained an affable young man who could most often be found in the library or school forest rather than on the Quidditch pitch- though managing magical creatures was a far better workout than riding on a broomstick to his mind.

His parents were keen for him to begin making the correct connections and alongside starting school, he was forced to start writing to a pen pal in the United Kingdom. Through their own connections, his parents had him begin corresponding with Rabastan Lestrange- a boy his own age of a respected, though not titled, family. Far from enthusiastic, Xanthos nevertheless did his duty and, to both boys’ surprise, they formed a fast and long-lasting friendship, often spending summers at one another’s homes. 

The connection turned out to be highly beneficial since, following his schooling, Xanthos became published for his historical studies and began training for a position as an ambassador to Britain’s Ministry of Magic. Throughout the Wixen War, Xanthos, and many other international Wixen, quietly withdrew until the dust settled and then promptly returned to their engagements. Currently, Xanthos splits his time between Greece and Britain, forging connections within the social elite of both communities, continuing his historical studies and ambassador duties and, should time permit, lending a hand to his father’s magical creature rearing.

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Elodie Rosier Age & Birthday: 21 & May 3rd Gender & Pronouns: Cis Female & She/Her Occupation: Artist/Socialite  Blood Status: Pureblood Previous House: Ravenclaw Previous Affiliation: Neutral  Face Claim: Sabrina Carpenter 

Elodie is taken by Pan

BIOGRAPHY:

From the very start, it was clear that Elodie was a surprise. Her whole life had been planned out for her from a young age. She would be the perfect pureblood socialite. She would excel in school, graduate, get married to a respectable pureblood man, and have two children (an heir and a spare). At least that was the plan for her. She had other things in mind that didn’t involve a husband her parents picked out. 

She was a social butterfly, capturing hearts even at a young age. Her bright smile and sweet attitude shined brightly. She could get just anything she wanted with that smile and batting her eyelashes. It was how she swindled many children out of their sweets as a child. The nanny would give her just about anything if she even started to sniffle. The only one that seemed immune to her antics was her brother. Rarely did tears and sniffling get anything from him. 

Elodie has always been a bright presence when walking into a room. Her parents strived for perfection and she did everything in her power to be that. It wasn’t easy but it had to be done. 

School almost started with disaster as she was a hat stall. In the end she was sorted into Ravenclaw. Even socialites had to be smart even if the world only saw a cute blond. The house offered her a challenge. Just like her brother she leaned to sweet talk her way into getting what she wanted. It was no different when she managed to get out of detention for sneaking into the restricted area of the library in year five. 

She did excel in school. Her grades were almost perfect but potions was always the hardest class for her. Her notes were filled with images of what was needed. Elodie thought better in pictures than words after all. Images were easier to remember and besides drawing came naturally to her. 

She hasn’t told her family but in her seventh year she wanted a challenge and decided to become an animagi. She hated that leaf but Elodie managed to do the whole process. Where Elodie once stood was a silver fox. She’s enjoyed the fact that she is one and uses it to sneak out of places, even now. 

The war was something she didn’t participate in. Much to her parents dismay she didn’t pick a side. It really came down to she didn’t want to be a death eater and risk getting. Prison was not a good look for her. She couldn’t pick the order or risk getting hunted down by her family. So she stayed neutral and started her art career.

It paid off as she has a few pieces in different art galleries all around the world. With the war ending she keeps up her social life and art.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION:

Character name: Emma Vanity Age & Birthday: 4th July. 21 Gender & Pronouns: Cis Female. She/her Occupation: Beater for the Holyhead Harpies Blood status: Pureblood Previous house: Slytherin Previous Affiliation: Neutral  Face claim: Camilla Mendes

Emma Vanity is taken by Rachie

BIOGRAPHY:

  Emma Vanity was born on a hot summers day. She was the long awaited daughter to a pureblooded couple who had four sons. The house was chaotic. Boys running everywhere, and little Emma just trying to follow them. Whilst not sacred 28, the family were pretty pureblood elite. And so Emma grew up with all those ideologies, and really didn’t think anything more of them. They were what her parents told her, and so that must mean they were right?

  She loved quidditch from a young age. Her father was a famous quidditch beater, playing for the Wimborne wasps. It wasn’t a usual pureblood elite career path, but it made them a lot of money. Emma practically grew up on the quidditch pitch. Her brothers were good too, and the Vanity family practically had their own quidditch team. It meant that by the time Emma went to Hogwarts all she really cared about was quidditch.

  She was different to the other girls her age. She didn’t really care for sewing or painting. But she loved sports and she loved being outside. She was sporty, and not really your typical girly girl. Of course, she looked like a girly girl, but she could kick ass on the quidditch pitch. She liked being different, and she wasn’t going to allow anyone to change who she was.

  Nobody really cared that she was different though, and she figured it was because her family wasn't really that important. Sure, her Dad and her older brothers were death eaters, but the rest of the pureblood elite, especially the sacred 28, didn’t think that they were that important.

  Emma loved that though. It meant she could do what she wanted in school. She joined the quidditch team as soon as she could. She adored being a chaser, and was good. She was made Captain in her sixth year. Nothing was really more important to her than quidditch was. Not her exams, not boys, minus just one boy anyway. Emma was just focused on quidditch.

  It paid off though, because as soon as she  graduated, she was scouted by the Holyhead harpies. Of course, not for their first team, but they wanted the Vanity girl. Her dad was pleased, for her brothers hadn’t gone into quidditch. Emma felt good. She knew she was good, and playing quidditch was everything she wanted to do in the world.

Of course she had ambitions though. Emma was not content just being a beater and she certainly disliked the people that claimed she had only been signed to the Harpies because her dad was a quidditch star. She was determined to prove that she was just as good, if not better than her dad. Simply being a beater was not good enough, even though it was a pretty successful thing. She was an ambitious person, and before she’d even made it off the reserves bench she was determined that she would one day be captain. 

The one thing she didn’t really want to be was a death eater. She’d grown up surrounded by the viewpoint that they were better because they were purebloods, and her father and brothers were death eaters. Emma had never really been overly vocal in her opinions, choosing to stay quiet. She knew it was a little cowardly but she didn’t want to make the decisions. It was mostly because she didn’t know what she wanted to do. She loved her family, but she also had friends that were half blood or blood traitors. She knew she shouldn’t and that her family would really not like it but she couldn’t stop from being social and talking to people.

Luckily for Emma, the war was over before she really had to make a decision. It meant that she can now just go on loving life, playing quidditch, and generally having a good time, which is exactly what she had wanted to do the entire time. 

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Daisy Hookum Age & Birthday: 21 & May 7th Gender & Pronouns: Transwoman & She/Her Occupation: Enchanted tattoo artist (Pincushion Tattoo & Piercing), Author (My Life As A Muggle), Barmaid on the weekends (The Three Broomsticks) Blood Status: Halfblood Previous House: Hufflepuff Previous Affiliation: Neutral Face Claim: Ashley Moore

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BIOGRAPHY:

Daisy Hookum’s mother was a witch. Due to complications while giving birth, her mother died, and so Daisy was raised by her muggle father. She grew up in an integrated household with both muggle and magical knowledge, as her father felt it was important for her to be familiar with both sides of her family. She was close with her maternal grandmother who was a constant presence in her life and helped her father keep her in touch with the magical world. Daisy loved her muggle heritage just as much as her magic, if not more. She knew from a young age that she was a girl, and her guardians were both fully supportive. She enjoyed doing art and gardening with her grandmother, as well as cooking with her father, and she was constantly reading. She always had some creative project in the works, whether it be art or writing. Daisy went to a muggle school while growing up and was bullied here or there for being trans, or seeming weird to the other kids. She was kind to everyone but always stood up for herself, never allowing other people’s ignorance to make her feel any less happy with herself. While she was friendly, she learned to be independent when she needed to, and learned only more how to appreciate and enjoy her own company in the absence of others. When it came time for her to go to Hogwarts, she was excited to finally become as much a part of the magical world as the muggle world she’d grown up in. She was a two minute hat stall with the hat being unsure whether to put her in Gryffindor, or Hufflepuff. Daisy was brave, sometimes to a fault when it came to standing up for what she believed in, but she also had an appreciation for hard work and an innate sense for justice. The hat made its final decision after asking Daisy what kind of witch she wanted to be and she answered: I want to be kind. She was placed in Hufflepuff. Apart from a small error in her dorm room assignment which meant she’d had to move all of her things from the boy’s dorm over to the girl’s, she felt immediately welcomed by her house. Discovering that something similar had happened to a boy in his first year as well, it felt less embarrassing. When she properly met him later in the common room she even made her first friend.

Daisy realized quickly that her love for muggle society wasn’t shared by everyone else at school. Already used to dealing with bigots and bullies, she learned to avoid people who seemed like they might have something nasty to say. She was kind to everyone she interacted with, but didn’t hesitate to stand up for anyone whenever others around her voiced negative opinions about non-magic folk. On a couple occasions she even landed herself in detention for physically fighting back, but she felt it was worth it. Rumors of dark wix slowly spread throughout the school in Daisy’s time as a student, though Daisy never gave up hope that the rumors weren’t true, or were at least exaggerated. However by the time she graduated with slightly-above average marks in most of her studies and a firm plan in mind to pursue her art and use her brewing skills to open her own tattoo parlor, it became clear that war was on the horizon. Daisy and her grandmother were sure to make arrangements ahead of time just in case. When the time came that it no longer felt safe for them to exist as openly as they did anymore, Daisy put the plans for her shop on hold, and the Hookums went into hiding. Daisy didn’t really want to hide but she loved her family too much to leave them to handle it all alone, and she couldn’t stand the thought of being apart from either of them for so long. The Hookums spent just over a year in hiding, living an entirely magic-free muggle lifestyle in a muggle town far from their actual home. Daisy exchanged the occasional letter with friends through the muggle post, but otherwise cut off all contact with the magical world during that time. When the war finally ended and it was safe to return to their lives, Daisy decided that she would write a book about her experience living as a muggle, not because she herself thought that it had been a difficult thing to do, but because so many other magical folk would have assumed it to be. With factual evidence and insight from notable muggleborns included within her autobiography, she hoped that her book would help make the world a less prejudiced place.  With her book having recently gone on sale, Daisy was making a comfortable living but all the same she enjoyed hard work and liked to keep herself busy. Resuming her pre-war plans, she finally managed to open her tattoo parlor out of the garage attached to her family home. She took a job bartending on the weekends for something extra to do and she thrived in the hustle and bustle of her everyday life, only too happy to be back to it all. While there was a part of her who worried that despite Voldemort being gone it might not truly be over yet, she refused to let herself live in fear of the possibility.

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Tilden Toots Age & Birthday: 22 & July 17th Gender & Pronouns: Transman & He/Him Occupation: Herbologist at Dogweed & Deathcap, Radio Show Host Blood Status: Muggleborn Previous House: Hufflepuff Previous Affiliation: Neutral Face Claim: Elliot Fletcher

Tilden is taken by Kay

BIOGRAPHY:

Tilden had always been encouraged to be himself. Both of his mothers loved and accepted everything about their little one, even when he chose a different name and changed his pronouns. He had been exposed to anything he’d shown an interest in, from gardening to football and everything in between. Although he had two left feet and knew he’d never grow up to be a star footballer, he still had fun and in the end, that was all that mattered. Making friends was hard, kids could be incredibly cruel. Karma found its way back to them, with kids' shoes tying themselves together out of nowhere, kind of like magic.

The arrival of his Hogwarts Letter came as a surprise to everybody. The little family didn’t know that magic even existed, but they were over the moon and of course encouraged Tilden to embrace this side of him. His school list wasn’t right, though, with his name being listed as Tulip and his uniform requiring skirts. Thankfully his mum’s purchased him trousers instead, knowing he would be much more comfortable wearing pants. If the school had a problem with it, they could take it up with his parents. The school didn’t have any problems with it, and in fact, the school embraced Tilden for exactly who he was. On his first day when he attempted to enter the girls dormitory, the stairs turned into a slide and wouldn’t let him in. Although he was scared he may have to go back home, thinking he didn’t really belong, an older student asked him to try going into the boys dorm instead. The boys dorm would be his home away from home for the next seven years.

Hufflepuff was exactly the place that Tilden belonged. It took a bit of time for him to find his footing, but most of his classmates were nice enough to him, unlike the kids back at muggle school. He hadn’t done particularly well in any of his classes during his first few years, as he spent much time in the hospital wing. The healers at the school helped Tilden with his transition, using magic to change certain physical attributes in order to make him feel more comfortable in his own skin. By his fourth year, Tilden’s outward appearance matched what he’d always seen in his own head and his confidence grew a great deal.

Tilden had never been very good on a broom, but he’d always admired Quidditch. It was similar enough to football that it was able to capture his attention from the moment he’d learned about it. Finally deciding to try out for Keeper of the House Team, Tilden failed miserably. But he didn’t let it bother him, laughing it off as he slipped off his broom. His new-found confidence and goofy personality did catch the attention of Professor McGonagall, though, and Tilden was asked to start announcing Quidditch games. He was quite shy, and the thought of speaking in front of so many people nearly made him faint, but he accepted anyway and he absolutely thrived. He had the voice for radio, he’d been told time and time again, and he had so much fun with the announcements.

Because of his poor coordination, magic wasn’t something that came easy to him. Using his wand was quite difficult, but he’d always been good with more hands-on types of magic. Herbology, as he’d been gardening since he was young, and potions came easier to him, as well. Because of those skills, Tilden managed to land a job at Dogweed and Deathcap. He was happy to be working with plants, and being so close to Hogwarts made him feel incredibly safe during the war. He was always surrounded by people and aurors working in Hogsmeade, and it gave him the opportunity to continue to see his favourite professors, and be a good influence on the Hogwarts students that visited the shop.

He couldn’t help but to miss his time as Quidditch announcer, so when the Wizarding Wireless Network posted a sign saying they had an opening, Tilden took it. It was one hour a week that he could fill with anything he’d like. Sticking with what he knew, Toots, Shoots n Roots came to fruition. One hour a week of Tilden taking calls and answering herbology related questions, it gave him the satisfaction he was craving.

With the war now over, Tilden’s life hadn’t changed much. He was still working in Hogsmeade and hosting his radio show. He felt more confident visiting his parents now that they weren’t in danger. He was rather satisfied with how things had worked out for him, all he wanted now was to settle down and start a family.

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Theodosia Abbott Age & Birthday: 19 & 14th February Gender & Pronouns: cisfemale & She/her Occupation: Apprentice at Florist on Diagon Alley Blood Status: Pureblood Previous House: Hufflepuff Previous Affiliation: Neutral Face Claim: Danielle Rose Russell

Theodosia is taken by Rachie

BIOGRAPHY:

Early Life and Hogwarts

  Theo didn’t have the easiest start in life. Her parents were 20 when they had her, and well, whilst they tried, they weren’t the most natural of parents. They’d already had one child, three years earlier, but he’d been adopted. When they fell pregnant with Theo, they figured they may as well keep her. They were older now, and had more stable jobs, albeit not the best jobs in the world. But they were certainly in a better position than they had been three years prior.

  She felt loved, she supposed, even if they basically were pretty poor. They got by though. They had enough to eat, even if they didn’t have that much spare money. It was hard to know what one was missing though, when she’d never had money in the first place. It wasn’t really until she got to Hogwarts that she really realised that not everyone was poor.

  None of her school supplies were new, apart from her wand anyway. Her robes were from the second hand shop, as were her books. That didn’t bother her too much, especially when she was sorted into Hufflepuff, and house mates didn’t care either. Of course, as she grew into a teenager, she did notice, and started to realise things might be a little easier if her parents had more money. Or if they’d stopped having children. 

Theo had known from an early age that she had an older brother. She’d overheard an argument where her father had, in anger, wished that they’d given her up too, in a moment where they were really struggling for money. She hadn’t confronted them then, still too young to really realise it. But she’d come home from Hogwarts one year, and asked them about it.

  She was shocked when they’d admitted that Regulus Black was her brother. Theo had not spoken to Black, not directly anyway. But she knew the reputation of the Blacks, and well, it was pretty opposite from how she was. She could have spoken to him, but who would have ever believed that the pair of them were siblings? So she sat on it. 

  At Hogwarts she hadn’t really known what she wanted to do with her life. She was okay at most of her lessons, but she excelled the most at Herbology. She loved plants, and she loved flowers. Theo remembered so many times walking past the flower shop on Diagon Alley, and wanting to go in. But if they could barely afford her school books, they wouldn’t be able to afford pretty flowers.

  But, as she was nearly a fourth year, looking at the pretty sunflowers in the shop, she decided that she wanted one day to work in that shop, whatever it took. 

  During the War

  Theo stayed mostly out of the war. For most of it she was still at Hogwarts anyway. But, she didn't really have many opinions on it.. She supposed she had her parents to thank for that. They hadn’t involved themselves, and so that meant that their daughter didn’t either.  

  Theo, though, did keep a close eye on some things. Though she still hadn’t talked to him, she wanted to keep an eye on Regulus. He was her brother after all. Kind of anyway. But she knew the way the Blacks felt about the war, and about blood purity. She didn’t know if she agreed with that.

  But then he disappeared. Theo asked her fellow students about it, or well as much as she could without raising suspicion. After all, why did a hufflepuff want to know about a graduated Slytherin anyway. But nobody knew. She didn’t know how she felt, but she supposed she needed to stop following so closely someone who had not even known who she was. She had always thought he wouldn’t want to know her anyway, but now they would never get the chance. 

  After this, she pretty much ignored the war. She had no desire to partake. And that was exactly what she did. Instead, after she graduated Hogwarts she took up an apprenticeship in the very flower shop she’d stood in front of in the summer before her fourth year. 

  Post War

  And then the war ended. 

  Theo still hadn’t really worked out her opinion. That was no surprise though. She was 19. She’d barely graduated Hogwarts before the war ended, and so, her life pretty much continued on as it had. 

  There was just one surprise.

  Regulus was actually alive. The girl is torn now. Should she approach him? She’s away from her parents now, living in her own flat, trying to have a better life than they had. And maybe a post-war is good for a sibling reunion?

  But would Regulus even believe her? Would he want to have a sister?

  She doesn't know. So, she just continues to sit on the knowledge. After all, saying her secret could blow a huge hole in her world, one where she is pretty content and happy.

  So, for now, she just sits on the secret, and continues to grow her flowers, as she works in Diagon Alley. 

  It’s a pretty good life, especially for a girl who grew up poor, and could barely afford to shop in the very flower shop she works in.