Post by samixx on Feb 10, 2010 10:27:50 GMT 10
ASTORIA CALYPSO GREENGRASS
NAME ;; Astoria Calypso Greengrass
NICKNAMES ;; Stori
AGE ;; Fiifteen
DATE OF BIRTH ;; March 3rd
YEAR ;; Fifth
HOUSE ;; Slytherin
SEXUAL ORIENTATION ;; Heterosexual
BLOOD STATUS AND RACE ;; pureblood witch
ASTORIA is ;;--- SARCASTIC ;; These adjectives mean having or marked by a feeling of bitterness and a biting or cutting quality. Stori's remarks are quite often than not sarcastic and she has a sharp tongue to accompany her witty, clever remarks. Usually, it seems that Astoria's words are quite sarcastic and you'll never find she has more than a few words to say. However, the Slytherin can be nice, but don't expect much from her. She's very neutral towards all, but if you make a stupid remark, Stori won't hold back on blunt, rude remarks.
--- BRILLIANT ;; Having the capacity for thought and reason especially to a high degree. Astoria is quite the brilliant blond, though many sometimes mistake her to be the typical "dumb blonde." She's quite defensive about being called such a title and she likes to prove others wrong and loves showing off her brains. Homework and studies come easily to her and tests are no brainers for the slytherin. Stori's quick at learning new spells and lessons and doesn't hesitate to help others in her house when they need help. Astoria is a very bright, young girl and has been told by many that she will make a great witch soon enough.
--- ELEGANT ;; Refined and tasteful in appearance or behavior or style. Astoria grew up in a rather extravagant, lavish household and had always been exposed to elegance and wealth. She, being a very girlish person, loved dresses and fine parties and fine dining at its best. Also, being a dancer helped astoria in her graceful, statuesque demeanor and she is quite the charming, young girl.
ASTORIA'S patronus is a ;; Stallion
ASTORIA'S boggart takes the form of ;; a Spider
ASTORIA adores ;; attention, dresses, balls, animals, books, parties, dancing, boys, sarcastic remarks, sunflowers, cookies, humane treatment of house elves, snow, rain, tea, charms.
ASTORIA abhors ;; needles, pointless questions, stupid conversations, chocolate, writing, transfigurations, girls with lots of makeup, backstabbers, liars, lightning, suck ups, frogs, stains in clothing.Growing up, Astoria had always had quite the fairy tale childhood. She had grown up the youngest of the greengrass children. She had three older brothers and then her sister, daphne was the oldest daughter. It seemed that to Stori, she had been treated the best out of all the siblings, considering she had been the baby of the family and was well taken care of and pretty much given everything she wanted in her life. Stori grew up in a lavish lifestyle, being born into old money and new money as well. The Greengrass family had always thrown some of the most elegant and extravagant parties in the wizarding world and the greengrass children had learned from their parents. Each child had been significantly showered with things they wanted, but it seemed Astoria was the most selfless of the children.
She never really wanted much, though there were a few crazy things she had asked for as a child. The youngster seemed to be much more kind than she is now and cared about the fair treatment of the house elves in her family and every living being. Her siblings sometimes made fun of her for being so kind, but when she meant siblings, she meant brothers. The Greengrass boys had a way of taunting Astoria when she was younger. They loved to lock her up places for long periods of time until she was let out by her mother and loved watching her mother scold them. It was these experiences that caused Astoria to become a bit more cold-hearted than she was during her childhood. Astoria, being the youngest, had watched all of her siblings sent off to Hogwarts by her mother and father and the little blond had always been excited for the day she would be seen off at king's cross station. At eleven years old, Astoria's hogwarts invitation letter had arrived at the door step of the mansion and the little girl's dreams and life were taking off. It came time for her, Daphne, and her two brothers to go off to hogwarts, though it was Stori's first time this time around. Upon arriving at the magnificent castle, Astoria had been quickly sorted into Slytherin. Stori had been one of the more popular younger students among the elder students, not only because of her sister, but because she didn't have the whiny attitude that quite a few of the girls in her house did. However, the fact that she was quite sarcastic and straight forward with people seemed to turn some students away from her.
Astoria was one of the brighter witches of her year, though not the top of her class. She studied and worked hard to be one of the best, though she somehow found time to have fun and party it up with her friends. She never really had much of a crush or develop feelings for anyone in particular, though in her fourth year summer going into fifth year, she found herself becoming fonder of the infamous, Draco Malfoy. She thought herself crazy and she stood no chance, though she liked that he was one of her friends and at least acknowledged her existence. During the war, astoria never really had much of a choice as to which side she stood for, but everyone that knew her could tell she was uncomfortable with fighting for the dark side. Astoria was rather neutral during the war and she had ignored any questions that were thrown her way. The war was brutal, but Astoria never fought. Being the youngest, her parents had kept her protected, but she had watched people dying and it affected her in a way that she couldn't be quite as cruel to people as she had been before.
The time of the war frightened the girl, seeing as most students in her house were prepared to fight and bring down anyone that didn't fight for the Dark Lord's side. However, Astoria had never wanted any part in it. Now in her fifth year, Astoria has been working hard to get top notch grades on her exams and in her classes. The war has affected her family a bit, seeing as she lost her eldest brother, but her family has slowly adjusted, though they are now closer than ever and also had been more protective of the youngest, Astoria.Demi had absolutely no idea what she was doing or where she was going. Life was just kind of a blur now. She didn't have many friends, considering most had graduated and she was a bit shy. She was silent as she stared out the window of her room, her long, brown hair falling over her shoulder gently. Her hair was in soft curls all the way down past her chest. She didn't look up or flinch as the door to her dormitory slammed. She was unsure of what she was doing or what was going on. She sighed and watched outside as people ran around like nothing happened. She had been slightly devastated by the death of Fred Weasley. She couldn't believe that he was dead. She had to admit, she had a slight crush on Fred and now that he was gone, it felt weird never seeing him in town and always seeing George alone. She felt a tear slip down her cheek. So many had been lost during the battle.
Including, her own brother. She was traumatized the most by the fact that he was dead. She forced herself to swing her legs over the sill and stand up straight, staring around the room with a blank stare. She silently pulled a bow through her hair and pulled on her converse. She started towards the door, with no purpose really in her mind. She had no idea where she could go at this point. Demelza took the steps in twos, bounding down the steps and heading out of the common room and through the portrait hole. Demi stood up straight and looked around, tucking her hair behind one ear. She tugged on the hem of her skirt and headed towards the stairs, moving in the direction of the trophy room. She walked silently through the halls, her eyes glancing at the people that passed by. She was quiet, sliding past a couple of kids that blocked the hall near her.
She made her way to the trophy room and stepped in, a bit shyer than she used to be. She nearly tripped over someone on the ground as she moved, mesmerized by the trophies in the room. She immediately backed up, apologies flying out of her mouth. "Oh, shit. I'm so sorry. Are you okay? I wasn't watching, sorry!" She looked carefully at the face and realized it was Nazim Vaisey. Instantly, her cheeks turned bright red. She had a bit of a crush on the Slytherin, too. Well, had an on-going one for quite some time. She kneeled down on the ground beside the boy, sympathy playing on her features. "Nazim, you okay?" she whispered quietly. She reached out, touching his shoulder very gently. Her blue eyes caught his and she noticed the anguish written all over his face. Demi had always hated seeing people in pain or upset and felt bad about it.
She was quiet, looking gently at him. Her brown hair tumbled over one shoulder in it's gentle curls. She sighed quietly, watching him like a protective mother.Hey there! I'm SAMI. I'm ----, and I've been been role playing for SIX YEARS. I found ATP through PROBOARDS SUPPORT. My favorite Harry Potter is DEATHLY HALLOWS (MOSTLY FOR SNAPE, THOUGH).
