Name: Elizabeth Nichole Flame
Aliases:, Eliza, Flame, Ms. Flame
Age: 16
Birthday: February 29th, 1968
Birth Place: Ireland
Gender: Female
Blood Status: Muggleborn
House / Year: Slytherin, 6th year
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Wand: Oak, 15 inches, oddly springy, Phoenix feather.
Height: 5'1
Weight: 107 pounds
Build: Fit
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark brown/black
Skin Tone: Fair skinned and freckled
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears are pierced
Typical Outfit: Eliza doesn't make much in the way of alterations to her school clothes, she keep s a simple black skirt on under her robe, not having a lot of money or buy any kind of nice clothes or accessories. In colder weather, she'll dress up a bit with a few cute sweaters she has, but she doesn't own anything very nice to complement them. Out of class, she'll dress similarly, with simple, single color tops, along with her typical skirt.
Passionate ◇ Savior-complex ◇ Brave ◇ Vengeful ◇ Cunning ◇ Prideful
Elizabeth knows what it's like to be vulnerable, and they've decided to never let that happen again. Though she is outwardly social and extraverted, and even very good at making friends, she struggles letting people in on the parts of her that could be used against her. She knows that the only way two people can keep a secret is if one of them is dead, and that means she isn't willing to let people in, so to speak. A part of her is always on guard, no matter what. More so, she's an incredibly driven person, which has been primarily manifested in her devotion to her Defense Against The Dark Arts classes. Those in particular always spoke to her, as the course is literally framed around keeping oneself safe.
She finds laziness to be the worst sin possible, and strives to avoid it at all costs. She always has something she's doing, be it school work, or some kind of personal project. Potions has been a wonderful outlet for her in this regard, as the nature of the class, and the resources available to her have given her a chance to mess around and try different things. Her biggest fault, however, would be that she has seen great tragedy, and that has greatly lowered her tolerance for evil of any kind. She isn't the type of person who can see a slight against her, or anybody for that matter, and brush it off. Everything hill is a hill to die on, every battle a war. It's a coping mechanism for her, in all honesty, but it isn't a very healthy one.
Sexuality: Omnisexual: Can it consent? Check, can it have sex? Check.
Relationship Status: Polyamorous, but currently not dating
Fatal Flaw: Holding Grudges
Hobbies: Reading, sketching.
Patronus: Unicorn
Animagus: Fox
Amortentia: Clean air, grassy fields, and a hint of poppy flower.
Mirror of Erised: Her village restored.
Boggart: Fire
Dementor: Her village being burned to the ground.
M A G I C a n d K E E P S A K E S
- Astronomy - A
- Charms - O
- Defense Against the Dark Arts - O
- Herbology - A
- History of Magic - D
- Potions - O
- Transfiguration - O
- Divination - E
- Advanced Flying - E
Current Courses: - Alchemy - 5
- Defense Against The Dark Arts - 4
- Potions - 4
- Charms - 3
- Transfiguration - 5
Talents: Max 3 - Keep things realistic! This could be a photographic memory, expert Quidditch ability, Chess wizard, ability to produce a Patronus, good at thinking on your feet, and so forth...
- Skilled Duelist
- Corporeal Patronus
- Flirting
Possessions:This is generally the list of items that you own and keep on you 24/7. If it isn't listed here, you don't have it. (No need to list clothing).
- Wand
- Sketchpad
- Pencils
- Pens
- Book she's reading
Dormitory:This is generally the list of items that you own and keep in the dormitory.
- Pet - Cat,
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- Broomstick - Cleansweep 5
- Old newspapers
- Potions supplies
- Cat food
- Cat toys
How did you come into your magic: Elizabeth discovered her magic when her house was burning down. Almost as if it was a survival mechanism, she turned herself invisible, and resisted the burning of the fire around her with her magic. She didn't know what exactly had happened when she came into her magic, and never had much of a chance to explore it before she got her hogwarts letter. Her abilities kept her safe, and she's been focused on using them for the same thing ever since.
General History: Growing up in Rural Ireland, the world felt big, beautiful, and open to be explored. Many of her formative years playing and frolicing through the roaring fields. Some of Elizabeth 's best memories are of afternoons spent with the warm sun beaming on her face as she napped or played with her friends. Her home village was small, not far out of Derry. It was a tight knit community, the type of place where everybody knew everyone. Her family was good as loving, or at least she perceived them to be, as most small children are ought to do.
This however, would not last, and she would soon know a trauma unlike most would ever know. At the ripe age of 8, she'd woken up one morning to the scent of smoke, and heat against her face. Unaware of what was going on, she called out for her parents, but nobody came to help her. Even scarier, she found that as she searched for an exit, she couldn't see her own body. Miraculously, she was able to run out and escape her burning home, to see orange flames covering nearly every place she'd ever known, and bodys littering the streets. Men and women in dark cloaks seemed to be throwing green lights at anybody they saw, knocking them to the ground, never to rise up again. In her fear, she ran, and never looked back. Above her head floated the dark mark, brightly visible in the unnatural radiance of the night.
Not long after that, she'd found her way to safety as people came to inspect what had happened. As a child, she wasn't able to provide any kind of useful information to the authorities, herself being just as confounded as anybody else, adults attributing the tragedy to the IRA. As for Elizabeth, she was put into the foster care system, where she received little to no proper help for processing the trauma she just went through. Luckily, in a few years, she received her Hogwarts letter, and things quickly became more clear as to what exactly had happened to her. She learned of the death eaters, and swore vengeance on them for what had been done to her and those she loved.
Her years at Hogwarts brought a kind of security she hadn't had since the attack on her village, but at the same time, so much was new to her. Magic being real was a big shock, but it explained how she escaped certain death at least. She took this as a chance to take hold of her life, and empower herself. She became a social butterfly, finding a home and family at Hogwarts. She was given a chance to make something of herself, and she did it. Though she wasn't the smartest, or the cleverest, one might fairly say she was the most determined to succeed of all her classmates. She had power taken from her once, and she would never let that happen again.
Character Quote: Fool me once, you'll learn your lesson.
Theme Song: Girl All The Bad Guys Want, Bowling For SoupAnything Else: Slytherpuff,
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Neziul
