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Personal Points: 0 Name: Faeril M. Azure (Thought the middle name, which was given to her by her muggle mother is frequently ignored by her, and unknown by everyone else, because as far as it concerns it, she uses the "I could tell you but then I'd have to kill you" policy) Age/Year: 15 - 4th year Gender: Female Height: 5'91'' Hair Color: Dark Brown/Black, red on the lower layer, with a tendency to change colour every now and then. Eye Color: Black when in the shade, Dark Brown when in the light and hazel when the sun hits them DOB: Jul. 21, 1992 Weight: 132.3 lbs Pets: a black cat named Spatter Wand: Cherry wood, 12 and 3/4 inches, with a Hippogriff feather core Blood-type: Half -Blood Personality: Cold and distant to the world in general,mean most of the time, specially when she hasnt slept or is in a bad mood. Is melancholic and attached to the past though she doesnt let a people know and so they think she's just weird. Takes a long time to be friends with someone but when she does so, she trusts them at all times and will do anything within her reach to help them when they need her. Generally keeps to herself and her books and drawings, prefers her little world to the real one. Is usually seen: drawing and painting, stargazing, bird watching, flying, playing with water or snow and by the lake, in the shade of her tree (cause she's always under the same one), reading. Screams at: summer, heat, people who judge others, Peeves (at least when he picks on her, instead of some other person so she can laugh at it) and the painting of a knight who keeps asking her (and any other girl) to marry him. Notes and some important facts: Faeril prefers to be called Fae for short. She's a half-blood: her mother was a muggle and her father is a wizard, she doesnt talk about her mother much, because she died when she was 11, shortly after she left for Hogwarts. Somehow she feels guilty and decided to pretend her mother never existed. She never talks about her family much, so noone knows a lot about her father either. She's very mean, and likes to play pranks on people (specially first years). She's fairly smart, at least when her insomnia hasnt been keeping her from sleeping for more than 3 days. Strangely, when she does sleep she's a bit more playful and pleasant. Her cat, Spatter, is most of the time on her shoulder and refuses to leave there, which causes some trouble when she has to go to class. She's thinking of getting an owl someday, as she's sick of using the School's everytime. :View the rest of the Dorm Room: |
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My Dorm Space, yo : [link]
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There is no use in trying, said Alice; one cant believe impossible things.
When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day." said the Queen; "Why, sometimes Ive believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Lewis Carroll
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There is no use in trying, said Alice; one cant believe impossible things.
When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day." said the Queen; "Why, sometimes Ive believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Lewis Carroll
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My Dorm Space, yo : [link]
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There is no use in trying, said Alice; one cant believe impossible things.
When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day." said the Queen; "Why, sometimes Ive believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Lewis Carroll
but other than the half-blood part.. she sounds like she should be in Slytherin.
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There is no use in trying, said Alice; one cant believe impossible things.
When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day." said the Queen; "Why, sometimes Ive believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Lewis Carroll
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