| mrsbellariddle ( @ 2009-08-03 20:56:00 |
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| Astoria Greengrass | ||
PB: Anna Maria Mühe She has blonde hair that more often than not she wears out and hangs wavy with little thought. She handles her clothes similarly, often wearing robes in a variety of colours, her favourite being blue. | ||
| personality | ||
For a while after the death she often found herself alone, and had no need for social interaction, often leading her to be cool and uncaring to most people. However, as true friends do, many stuck by her. They taught her the value of true friendship and for that she is eternally grateful. As such to those she is close and comfortable with she is extremely loyal and affectionate. While the years have gone by she has come out of her shell a little, especially with her close friends and family, but to the outside world she is still the quite girl in the corner. However normally she is more likely to stay quite. She prefers to sit to the side and be observant and to wait for the right moment to act. When she does this she expresses her views eloquently and intelligently. In fact if her view is challenged, especially if it is about a view she is passionate about, she can become quite argumentative. Though she still always tries to keep her cool, it is only rarely when she truly loses her emotions. This often means that she makes judgments about people before she actually meets them properly. She is in fact so secure about her own intelligence that she rarely if ever accepts that she is wrong. In this way she is arrogant. This arrogance often leads her to be haughty to people she considers of lesser intelligence. In fact she is willing to accept those of lesser blood but only rarely. She believes that purebloods are almost always the better people the most beautiful, intelligent, talented, worthy. However the key word on her beliefs is almost. She accepts that there are some cases where a half blood could in fact be worthy of positions usually reserved for purebloods. But this is extremely rare normally she sticks by views reflecting pureblood superiority. Being intelligent and inquisitive she always felt that she should dedicate herself to her studies. This is especially the case when she decided she wanted to be an Unspeakable she knows how good her grades need to be so she is willing to put in the effort to get what she wants. | ||
| history | ||
Her sister and her were also close. As young girls they would constantly play together and were basically the best of friends. At age 11 she went to Hogwarts as was expected and she loved it from the beginning. The beautiful old castle, the magic in the air, the lessons, it was all amazing. Unlike her sister she was not sorted into Slytherin but into Ravenclaw, to her sister's slight surprise, after all, she wanted her sister with her. But But life it rarely ever stays that way. On the winter of her second year her mother and sister were waiting around for their father at dinner, he was a little late, but with his job such things can happen that way. Until, of course, an owl came through the window. She remembered her mother’s face that night; the shock that was written on her face and the little squeal she made. She tried to put on a brave face, but they both new there was something wrong. She took them to their grandparent’s house and quickly dashed off to St Mungos telling the girls everything would be fine, their father had just had a little accident at work. Yet it was far from a little accident. That night he died, destroying the family’s world. Her mother was distraught but she tried to put on a face for the girls. Daphne became closer to her mother but As the months passed she found her own way to grieve. She kept to herself and read. She was determined to learn more about everything, hoping to distract herself and subconsciously find out what happened to her father. His job as an unspeakable was always secret, not even her mother was told exactly how her father died. It affected her relationship with her friends too. When she went back to Hogwarts they were not her priority, she became cod and aloof to most people and did not bother socializing. However not all left her, some understood what she was going through. They comforted her and she was immensely grateful. As time went on she has began to understand how much they mean to her and how thankful she is to them As the years continued to go past she did grow more open, but still it was only to her close friends, she was still very reserved to most others | ||
| credit to splott at rp_tutorials | ||