"I Solemnly Swear I'm Up To No Good"Appearance:
(A formal gown, otherwise she can be found in her usual student's robes.)
Name:
Hannah Beckings
(A very, very, VERY late descendant to Ravenna Ravenclaw herself. ^_~)
Age:
17
School Year:
6th Year
House:
Ravenclaw
Short Bio:
Hannah was the child of both what were supposedly a muggle mother and father. Never once did she deem the idea of delving into her family's history a necessity, and her early childhood, while filled with living impoverished, was happy. Never once did her family ever attain a great quality of food or money, but they lived happily. Together in spite of the misery that surrounded the three, they were happy with simply scratching by.
Their entire world changed however, with the arrival of a wax-stamped and sealed envelope precisely for Hannah. Within it was a letter cordially congratulating her on being accepted into Hogwarts, and a fervor of anger, fear, and questions arose from her father while her mother meekly cowered. As it turned out, Hannah's grandfather had been a Squib, a wizard that was mostly incapable of magic his entire life. The very shame of it caused mother to avoid going to Hogwarts herself, and live life with her husband. Of whom she still desperately loved.
What she failed to mention however, that Hannah found out later on was that she was a descendant of one of the Hogwarts' founders. A tidbit she found out from the Sorting Hat himself as he grumbled something about the trickery that was Ravenna Ravenclaw. When she asked what it was talking about, it told her:
She was Ravenna's granddaughter.
Begrudgingly, with Hannah's pleas, her father agreed to let her traverse to Hogwarts. There, much in contrast to her grandfather, Hannah excelled in all fields of magic. Earning top marks as she was so earnestly willing to learn.
Something else odd happened however, as her third year progressed.
Books began vanishing from the forbidden section of the Library. Naturally suspecting a thief in the midst of the night, the Prefects and House Heads patrolled the seemingly endless rows of books to no avail. Until one fateful night when the Gryffindor Prefect had been subject to
Petrificus Totalus as a sudden surprise. There, as he lay unable to do a thing, a girl in all black robes wearing a mask of ivory ran past him. Helpless but to watch as she seized a handful of books and disappeared into the night beneath an Invisibility Cloak.
The fiery length of her red hair brought this thief to be known as the Red Fox.
For in truth, Hannah had a dreadful secret. Her family was too poor to afford the books and supplies she required to continue learning at Hogwarts. So in a moment of brilliance, she had come up with a business for herself. For those of more wealthy inclinations and curiosities, she would steal whatever books they wanted from the Forbidden Section for them to peruse...at a hefty price. A price by which most were more than able to pay.
Through carefully arranged hexes in her agreements, she insured compliance with the orders at hand and the lack of a ratting out to her by one of these students to save their own skin. For with each opportunity came a receipt. Enchanted in such a way that if she were betrayed, the receipt would go black, and the unfortunate person who had attempted to backstab her would undergo some kind of hex. Varying from horrible pus-filled acne or the inability to stop dancing.
So strict was this practice that she assembled a list of credible clientele, and the money flowed smoothly. And with the money came more wealth, more daring tactics as the Prefects who tried to capture her always seemed just a millisecond behind her. Even to the point of one of her grander escapades being leaping from the ramparts of Hogwarts' Castle, only to be caught by her freshly bought Firebolt broomstick.
Much to the chagrin of the prefects and some of the staff, the Red Fox had become an increasing nuisance.
Personality: Publicly, she can be meek from time to time. And is actually kind to fellow unfortunate students like herself. Yet when she puts on the mask that hides her face for her...she becomes a cunning, vengeful soul who serves a purpose to herself. And that is the furthering of her own education.
Classes taken:
-Alchemy-
-Defense against the Dark Arts (She's learning voiceless casting as quickly as she can)-
-Transfiguration (She's actually quite good at it. She can turn into a Raven.)-
-Study of Ancient Runes-
-Care of Magical Creatures-
-Divination-
Hobbies:
-Being rather good at sleight of hand. Picking locks both magical and non-magical, pickpocketing prefects for fun because she can. (She enjoys teasing them relentlessly).
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Wizard's Chess - She's a little bit of a strategist, but not too terribly great
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Butterbeer- She loves venturing to Hogsmeade during the winter, it's one of her favorite mid-winter past-times as she doesn't go home for the holidays. (Naturally, she doesn't stray into the Forbidden section during this time for good reason. Less students, more suspicion.)
Other:
Unicorn Hair and Redwood - 12 Inches
Pet: A Raven, named Gregory. A cunning, very cunning companion.
