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Estelle Marie Forrester

14 | 4th Year | Hufflepuff | Medium

Standing at 4'5, Estelle is a very slender and petite girl. Her hair goes well past her waist and she normally keeps it back in a braid.

Generally a quiet girl, Estelle normally fades into the background. She is the kind of person who prefers to take the pictures, not be in them. She is usually a very passive and kind person. Being as sensitive as she is, she does not like violence and tries to avoid any and all conflict. She is an easy-going person and very agreeable. She tends to blurt a lot of things out without realizing it or thinking about her words. She also gets embarrassed and flustered way too easily; often blushing and hiding her face. She is somewhat of a klutz, managing to trip over her own feet more often than not. However, she can be very stubborn if she feels like it. She also puts others needs before her own and in most cases she reacts without thinking of her own well-being: if someone is being hurt, Estelle will immediately try and protect them with any means possible without even considering herself. 

A decent cook, Estelle is wary around knifes from the time she almost took her thumb off when chopping vegetables for dinner. She is a night owl and not much of a morning person. She can be very OCD when it comes to certain things. Having never had a boyfriend or even kissed a member of the opposite sex before, she is painfully clueless about the romance world. She is also considered a book worm and is normally seen curled up in the common room in a corner with her nose stuck in a book. 

The results of her quiet nature lead her to not having friends because of how shy and flustered she becomes around others. Generally, Estelle only ever talks if she is either spoken to or is answering a question in class. Other than that she stays quiet. However, just because she is not participating in the conversation, doesn't mean she isn't paying attention; rather, she is choosing to listen and learn.

Estelle was born on December 21 to Muggles Aiden and Willow Forrester. Growing up, Estelle was a quiet child and whenever odd things happened around her, her parents simply passed it off as nothing. They were very realistic people and were disgusted with anything pertaining to the supernatural. From the time she was small her parents knew there was something different about her but they didn't want to believe it and so brushed away what other people told them of strange things revolving around their daughter. It was after they moved into a new house when Estelle came to them one day when she was six and told them she wanted to sleep in their bed with them. They were confused since up until that point she had slept in her own bed just fine. They asked her why and she told them she was scared of her new room, that it had a scary feeling to it. 

They told it was nothing and made her slept in there anyway. A few days later they woke up to a scream and hurried to Estelle's room. They found her curled in the corner. They asked her what was wrong and she she that the man in the closet scared her. Her father checked and found nothing there. They told her it was just a nightmare. After Estelle had told her father about the little boy that liked playing in the basement, he got so mad at her he yelled at her to stop making up stories and sent her to her room without supper. From then on Estelle learned to stop going to her parents and learned to deal with the things happening around her. 

When her letter from Hogwarts arrived her parents couldn't believe it. Their daughter, a witch? It was preposterous. They threw the letter away and went about their lives. The letters kept coming and finally, a wizard finally showed up at their house. It was the last straw and while the wizard was able to persuade her parents to let her attend Hogwarts, at the end of every term when she went home they treated her like she wasn't even there.

Estelle loved Hogwarts, loved learning all about magic. As the years went by, Estelle discovered she was quite good at Potions. It was fun, almost like cooking. She was fair in History of Magic, somehow able to stay awake during the monotonous drone. She was average at Charms and Transfiguration. When she was able to take Care of Magical Creatures and Divination, she found she was rather good at those subjects as well. Defense Against The Dark Arts was the only subject she really didn't like. She was uncomfortable with the idea of hexing or cursing people even if it was to protect herself or others. 

When she reached Fourth Year and discovered the Ghoul Studies class she was very interested. Maybe it would help her understand her medium power? She certainly hoped so and thus she decided to take the class and see what it could hold for her.

Salem is a rather intelligent feline. He can be very protective of Estelle. He tends to ignore everyone except Estelle and glares at anyone that gets close to his owner.

~ Estelle is terrified of the dark, storms, or loud noises in general.
~ When she becomes nervous she has a habit of fidgeting with her hair or glasses.

@Cuddle Pot

Autumn sniffed as she spied Name speed into the kitchen, probably at Aiden's prodding. Tears streamed down her cheeks as the doctor crouched next to her. She held still as he examined her arm, asking her if it hurt when he pressed in certain places. When he pressed on the area that had hit the pan the child whimpered and nodded. She sat there as Name told her it was only a slight burn that it was only bruise. She guessed the bandages wrapped around her body had saved her arm from a worse injury. When he said they needed to run water over the burn Autumn flinched slightly. She wasn't too sure if she was comfortable with Name seeing the scars hidden under the bandages. The child set Garry in her lap and hesitantly reached for the end of the bandage. She paused before she carefully began unwrapping her small arm. As the white cloths fell away, tiny scars could be seen littering the child's arm. The worst of the scars was located on her forearm: having been cut into the small child's arm was the word 'freak'. It wasn't very big but it was large enough to be read easily. Autumn avoided Name's eyes as she held her arm back out to him.

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