FernStone

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Is no one going to take Ellie's rescue then? I can edit so she attempted but found no one.

@RogueFox

Maya was too busy saying a big f you to authority

Tbh maybe she grabbed one of the people who haven't posted?

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Maya twisted her head to look at Emily, pointing at Lyss and mouth flapping indignantly as she clearly chewed out the girl for her answer to whatever the FBI man had asked. Maya snorted as the muffled sounds spewing from the annoying girl slowly grew clearer. She raised an eyebrow as Emily turned to her and started going off too.

“...do is bitch and moan and be a royal pain in the ass. For no reason. I'd rather piss myself than admit you're the leader."

The ringing reduced in her ears enough to catch the second half off what Emily said and a grin grew across Maya’s lips as she realised the question she’d responded to. She dropped the hand pointing towards the agent to properly shuffle around and face Emily (though she didn’t risk standing up yet). She completely ignored Babylon.

“Oh of course Emily, because you do a shit ton for us! I don’t remember the last time you actually did anything for the Coven that wasn’t bringing everyone down with your inflated ego,” she snorted. “Unlike you, the two of us,” she pointed to herself and then Lyss, “actually tried to defend this place while you just ran to protect your gold ass. So why don’t you just shut up because the feeling’s mutual, and I’d rather get gassed again then admit you’re the leader.”

She winced slightly as all the shouting she’d done hit her still ringing ears and turned around to look at the FBI. “Why does it even matter who our leader is, we could be communist for all you know. So why don’t you just tell us why you dropped shit on a bunch of innocent girls and what you want?”

She was acting awfully confident for someone who’d attacked literal FBI agents, but honestly she was running completely off adrenaline, spite and anger.

Recollections: The Othergrounds (Supernatural Teenagers Trapped in an Abandoned City) [Soft Reboot]

Will post actual interest here, fingers crossed for getting more new players

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Maya choked back a cross between a coughing and a laughing as the larger agent fell towards the ground, completely missing the fact that her sound blast had absolutely no effect on him. It was only made more hilarious by the fact that he wasn’t wearing a gas mask anymore after the weird ink left him and got hit by the effects of the gas too. A strange blue wave filled the room and suddenly the gas disappeared.

Pushing herself back up onto her knees, Maya’s chest heaved as she sucked in the fresh air as if she’d been dying. She reached up to desperately wipe her tear stained eyes, which still burned up, but it didn’t do much to relieve the stinging pain. But even as she did this she couldn’t help the smirk on her lips and light laughter at the big agent recovering from the tear gas, even after he’d only been hit with it momentarily. Sadly for her the sight of him puking was enough to set her off, gagging as she fell forward and threw up herself. She grimaced as she sat back up and wiped her mouth, shuffling away with a scrunched nose. Smell was one of the few senses she still had mostly functioning. Her hearing was still filled with a loud ringing which she estimated would take a bit to let up.

The big, lead guy was saying something while waving a knife-hand around and Maya had absolutely no idea what it was. However, she assumed it was a question by the way Emily pointed to herself in response. Maybe the question was ‘who’s the biggest bitch here’ though she doubted that the FBI were going to ask something like that. Lyss, on the other hand, didn’t point but just shouted something that Maya also couldn’t hear. She just about lip read the words ‘girl’, ‘who’ and ‘hell.’ Didn’t really help things.

So, just to be contrary, Maya pointed towards the big agent with one hand and herself with the other.

A New Generation [Fern & Sky]

Professor Naoko Hayashi

"You'll never learn if you don't try."

| 38 | Defence Against the Dark Arts | Head of Ravenclaw | | She/her |

- APPEARANCE -

D E T A I L S

- HEIGHT: 5’2”
- WEIGHT: 98lb
- HAIR COLOUR: Black
- EYE COLOUR: Dark brown
- ETHNICITY: Japanese

D E S C R I P T I O N

With a short and slim stature and rather youthful appearance, Naoko doesn’t give off the image of a teacher of an illustrious school such as hogwarts. She has a delicate and slender face with large, dark brown eyes that only further add to her looking younger than she is. Her long and straight black hair is normally kept tied up in a ponytail or a bun, unless she is relaxing. She has a slender figure which generally lacks in curves. Naoko could easily be described as pretty, and indeed she is in a graceful but not incredibly in your face way. When not wearing her teaching robes she will wear often loose, oversized knitted jumpers or jerseys over pastel shirts and simple trousers or skirts. She favours paler colours in shades of blue, grey, pink and orange.

Naoko has many scars from her time as an auror. The most predominant one travels up the side of her body, from her left leg curling round to under her armpit. There is another particularly nasty one on the right side of her stomach. Due to previous injuries she has a lower stamina than most people, and can only stay standing for a few hours before having to rest.

- PERSONALITY -

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

Naoko is a sensible and intelligent lady, with a very no nonsense attitude. She has absolutely no tolerance for troublemakers and slackers and will be incredibly strict with those who mess around or don’t bother trying in her classes. However she is fair and very good with the students who do well in class or those who genuinely try, but struggle. She will focus a lot of energy and attention on ensuring those who are having a difficult time learning get all the help they need, as long as they try. However if her student’s don’t bother they’re likely to find themselves at the wrong side of Naoko, who is quick to discipline troublemaking students.

Outside of teaching, Naoko is still fairly serious but a lot quieter than most would expect. While she enjoys the company of others, having a sharp wit, she is fairly introverted. Due to this she isn’t someone who easily makes friends. A lot of her time is spent sketching or drawing in silence and she is unlikely to ever approach someone else first. She is surprisingly gentle, outside of her strictness within the classroom, and quick to give a kind word to those that need it. However she is generally a woman of few words, one who prefers a comfortable silence and meaningful conversation rather than unnecessary talking. She is very loyal to those friends she has and has a very strong sense of justice.

H O B B I E S

Wizard Chess, Knitting, Walks, Sketching, Reading

S K I L L S

Intellect, Adaptability, Offensive Magic, Confidence, Dueling, Teaching

W E A K N E S S E S

Harsh, Blunt, Physically Frail, Intolerant, Overly Strict

- MAGIC & SCHOOL -

D E T A I L S

- SUBJECT TAUGHT: Defence Against the Dark Arts
- HOUSE: Ravenclaw
- PATRONUS: Fox or Coyote
- LINEAGE: Half-blood

W A N D

- WOOD: Cherry
- CORE: Dragon Heartstring
- LENGTH: 12 ½ inches
- FLEXIBILITY: Stiff

- BACKSTORY -

Naoko was born in Kyoto, Japan, to a pureblood father and half blood mother. She grew up almost entirely in the wizarding world, with a two year younger brother. When she was seven she started to attend Mahoutokoro School of Magic as a day student and then at age eleven as a boarding student. She spent her years there enjoying prestige for her cherry wand and being among the top students. However when she was fourteen her father tragically passed away from an incurable illness and at age fifteen her mother remarried, to a visiting member of the British Ministry of Magic. As a result they moved to the United Kingdom and her, and her thirteen year old brother, were given a place at Hogwarts. Here she got sorted into Ravenclaw and continued to excel even with the struggles of changing schools.

She graduated with flying colours and was accepted into Auror training. Her direct mentor in the Auror was Petra Furaha, with whom she closely bonded over the years of training and afterwards when they both worked as full Aurors together until Petra retired. Naoko excelled in the Auror due to her skill in offensive magic, strong sense of justice and intellect. However after years in the Auror, around age 29, she got in an intense firefight with a skilled dark wizard and ended up severely injured. She spent a few months in a coma in hospital and when she woke up had to work hard to regain her strength, and the use of her left leg. While she almost fully recovered she wasn’t quite the same - she was much physically weaker and could no longer do physically straining exercise, even if her spellcasting was just as strong as before. As a result she had to retire from the Auror.

It was in her time recovering that she reached out to Petra, who was currently the Charms professor at hogwarts. Through Petra, Naoko got accepted to take over from the retiring Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. She quickly took to the job and made a name for herself as doing well for it, her real life experience making it easier to teach. Just a few years ago the current Ravenclaw head retired and the position was given to Naoko who took it gratefully.

- OTHER -

None

Professor Cassian Sallow

"The stars are especially beautiful tonight."

| 41 | Astronomy Professor | Gryffindor | He/Him |

- APPEARANCE -

D E T A I L S

- HEIGHT: 6’2”
- WEIGHT: 189lbs
- HAIR COLOUR: Black
- EYE COLOUR: Dark brown
- ETHNICITY: Afro-English

D E S C R I P T I O N

Cassian is a tall, handsome man who has aged well. His build is strong and muscular from years of sports. He has a square, slightly diamond, shaped face with a very strong jaw and well defined cheekbones. His nose is flat and wide, with a general lack of definition that fits in well with otherwise sharp facial features. He keeps his face generally clean shaved. His dark hair naturally forms in tight, afro like curls. He keeps this short at the sides and slightly longer at the top. Outside of his teaching robes Cassian wears high neck shirts and jumpers, with a coat or blazer of some form over the top.

- PERSONALITY -

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

Smart and passionate, Cassian has an enigmatic charm to him. He is well and easily liked by teachers and students alike and tries to instill in them a love for a subject most would dismiss. However, while Cassian is well liked he is fairly strict in his class and has incredibly high standards of both standard of work and how much effort is put in. He has high moral values which encompasses all sets of life so he is harsh on troublemakers and those who would pettily harm others, or just slack off. However he is fair when it comes to his judgments and always ensures to listen to both sides of the story. He is consistent in his opinions and will always stick to them, not one to be easily swayed by what others may say. This can be seen as stubborn by many but he sees it as sticking to his own values. He is very honest often to the point of being blunt and while he will always try to help his students, he will not lie about their talents in his subject which can be off putting to those not good at it. However outside of class especially he is charismatic and sociable, someone who others can easily talk to and who exudes confidence.

H O B B I E S

Watching Quidditch, Running, Flying, Astronomy, Star gazing, Writing

S K I L L S

Athletic, Passionate, Teaching, Charismatic, Well Liked, Loyal, Chivalrous, Honest, Confident

W E A K N E S S E S

Pushy, Too High Standards, Stubborn, Blunt, Overly Harsh

- MAGIC & SCHOOL -

D E T A I L S

- PATRONUS: Eagle
- LINEAGE: Half-blood

W A N D

- WOOD: Poplar
- CORE: Dragon heartstring
- LENGTH: 12 ½ inches
- FLEXIBILITY: Unyielding

- BACKSTORY -

Born to two half-blood wizards, Cassian was a smart and talented wizard from a young age. He attended Hogwarts as a member of the Gryffindor house, along with his one year younger brother who he shared a very close bond with. Cassian excelled in many subjects, especially Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms. However he truly shone in Astronomy and this was what he went on to pursue once he graduated. Cassian spent years travelling to further his field of work, while aiding others on the side. It was on these travels that he met his current wife, Sophia, a well established Arithmancer. They settled down together at a home in Hogsmeade when she was offered the job of Arithmancy professor at Hogwarts just after they had their second child. Cassian continued to travel, though less frequently - he did a lot of his work in the astronomy tower of Hogwarts with the permission of McGonagall. A few years ago the Astronomy teacher, and Ravenclaw head at the time, retired and Cassian gladly accepted the job to take his place.

- OTHER -

Uncle of Benjamin Sallow.

Professor Louise Avery

"I’ll see you in Detention."

| 38 | History of Magic Professor | Head of Slytherin | She/her |

- APPEARANCE -

D E T A I L S

- HEIGHT: 5’6”
- WEIGHT: 112lb
- HAIR COLOUR: light brown
- EYE COLOUR: Blue
- ETHNICITY: English / Irish

D E S C R I P T I O N

Louise has always been average looking, if a bit prettier than average, but it has never been something that bothered her. While she takes great care to ensure her appearance is neat and appropriate she does not put a large emphasis on looks. She is a slim woman with a diamond shaped face, beginning to wrinkle slightly. Her light brown hair falls a bit below her shoulders and is naturally curly. She keeps it tied back in class but loose otherwise. Outside of teaching robes Louise wears simple clothes: shirts and skirts or jeans, with nicer jackets.

- PERSONALITY -

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

In many ways, Louise is the epitome of being completely different in work versus outside of it. She is disliked by all but her best students due to being incredibly strict, with a no nonsense attitude and a lack of tolerance for those who do not try or understand in her class. She is quick to lose her temper and give out punishments who she deems in the wrong and is not necessarily fair about it. She is quick to form biases when it comes to her students. She is very intelligent academically, with high ambitions and a cunning that makes her a clear Slytherin. However she keeps her true ambitions well under wraps. Louise is actually well liked among the teachers due to being down to earth, calm and easy to talk to. She is a much less forceful personality outside of her lessons even if she is still rather intolerant of idiots. However this all covers a deeper truth of her true ambitions and distaste for all those who do not fit into the perfect, pureblood run world she believes in. Louise is actually an incredibly ruthless and cruel woman who will stop at nothing to see her twisted ambitions become a reality. She is a skilled liar meaning that she is safe in her position, unsuspected of being the kind of Slytherin that they all fear.

H O B B I E S

Reading, History, Debating, Walks

S K I L L S

Book Smart, Down To Earth, Calm, Teaching, Cunning, Ambitious, Sensible, Lying

W E A K N E S S E S

Intolerant, Ruthless, Harsh, Overly Strict, Short Temper, Lack of Conscience, Cruel

- MAGIC & SCHOOL -

D E T A I L S

- PATRONUS: Coyote
- LINEAGE: Pureblood

W A N D

- WOOD: Walnut
- CORE: Dragon Heartstring
- LENGTH: 10 ¼ inches
- FLEXIBILITY: Stiff

- BACKSTORY -

Louise was born to pureblood parents, with a mother from Ireland and an English father. She was brought up with their thinking and prejudices as an only child. She attended Hogwarts as a Slytherin and graduated with flying colours, with a particular talent in History of Magic and Charms. Upon graduating Louise joined the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, eventually becoming an Obliviator and moving up through the ranks. With memory erasure came brushes with the dark arts and the corruption that began to form within the ministry. Louise gladly joined the new Dark Order beginning to form, with its goals aligning with her own ambitions. She volunteered to work as a professor at Hogwarts along with Edmund Travers, taking up the role as History of Magic teacher to try and skip over the historical events that may tarnish the Ministry’s appearance. Though the two work closely together as high-ranked wizards in the Dark Order, they have managed to convince everyone at the school of their hatred for each other - something that is added to by their current roles as Head of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

- OTHER -

Louise has a pet python name Aine.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

Wow I've never seen something so accurate

Just needs to be on a crappy MS paint drawing in comic sans

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Maya let out a wheezing breath, looking up and cracking one eye open in time to see the four FBI agents knocked backwards out of the door. Hell yeah, take that. She forced herself back up onto her knees, rather than prone on the floor, even as every breath felt as if she was inhaling fire. She muttered something incoherent to even herself (she couldn’t exactly hear it) and pulled off her sunglasses to throw them on the floor. What was the point in covering up her red, tear stained eyes and black bags under them when she could barely see anyway.

She squinted her eyes at the FBI agents that were now going all out, guns blazing (though it didn’t seem to be actual bullets). She’d have felt remorse if she wasn’t completely pissed at how quickly they’d recovered from her blast as she continued to choke on tear gas. She craned her neck as the largest of the agents literally took off. Because of course, these agents had powers too.

Then he was above her, just hovering there with folded arms and his lips moving to say something that Maya couldn’t hear over the ringing. But she assumed it was something condescending by his stance and the way he was literally looking down on her. So she pushed herself so she was sitting straight, head craned up to look at him with the closest to a glare as she could muster under circumstances, and slowly raised her right hand to give him the middle finger.

Out of nowhere a dart flew past and hit the agent's leg, Maya's gaze moving to spot Lyss holding one of the FBI's guns. She smirked slightly, returning her attention to the one above her and pushing out her already raised hand to send a blast of focused sound at the FBI agent above her. It’s knockback pushed her out of her sitting position and back towards the ground, even as she shot another focused sound blast at him for good measure.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Rolling her eyes behind her sunglasses, Maya opened her mouth to say something sharp to interrupt Emily - only for something else to do it for her. A large metal canister dropping right on the table they were standing around. She stared at it momentarily before Lyss shouted at them to get down and for once it was an order that Maya didn’t have a problem following. She dropped to her knees and yanked her jumper up and over her nose and mouth, sincerely regretting not bringing a scarf that day as the gas bombs exploded around them. It hit her eyes first, burning hot as they instantly filled with tears and blurred over.

At least no one would see them behind her sunglasses.

She momentarily considered blasting the gas away for a momentary reprieve, as she gasped for air and it hit her lungs with a burning pain that had her coughing instantly. She quickly dismissed the idea. It would give her seconds of clear air at most before the gas flooded back in and would only exhaust her. No, she had to get outside.

Spluttering out a cough, Maya began to crawl in the same direction Lyss had - fairly certain that it was probably towards the exit. Tears streamed down her face, eyes in such intense pain that she could barely keep them open and even as she forced them to the sunglasses didn’t help with seeing at all. But she kept forcing herself forward, following the sounds of the others who were stumbling towards the exit just like she was. She had to get out.

"FBI! FBI! FBI! F-B-I!"

Fuck, seriously? Maya came to a halt as she let out a sharp breath, only to break into a coughing fit as the gas hit her lungs more. Why was the FBI here… was this some kind of raid? Where they suddenly in a fucking movie? Fuck this. She forced herself to keep moving forward, closer to the exit and the blurry views of figures she saw.

"Alright ladies, I know it hurts, but it's going to get a lot worse if you don't give up here. So just agree to surrender and I'll get rid of the gas."

Maya grasped out for something to hold onto, hand finding what felt like a half destroyed slot machine or something. She wasn’t sure and didn’t care as she used it to push herself up so she could stand at her full, incredibly unimpressive height. She probably looked the exact opposite of intimidating as she levelled the FBI with a sunglasses covered glare, tears still streaming down her cheeks and gasping for breath. Herik’s shout to do what they say half registered in her mind but she quickly discarded that. Like hell was she going to do that.

“Fuck you,” she bit out, loud enough for the FBI members to hear as she steadied herself. She silently apologised to the other coven members nearby as the soundwave on the back of her neck began to glow.

She let out a powerful blast of sound in a ten metre radius around her. She tried to stay on her feet as she did, but her head spun with the sudden loss of balance and her legs gave out from under her. Loud ringing hit her ears and she squeezed her eyes shut.

She couldn’t see or hear anything now, but she sure as hell hoped the blast had at least knocked back the FBI.

A New Generation [Fern & Sky]

Thanh Nguyen

"I don’t have anything to say."

| 12 | 1st | Slytherin | They/Them |

- APPEARANCE -

D E T A I L S

- HEIGHT: 158cm / 5’
- WEIGHT: 101lb
- HAIR COLOUR: Black
- EYE COLOUR: Dark Brown
- ETHNICITY: Vietnamese
- BIRTHDAY: August 25th

D E S C R I P T I O N

Thanh is tall for their age and still growing, something that surprises both them and their parents. In fact they’re already almost the same height as their mother and will likely catch up with their father in no time. They’re fairly skinny, even with lithe muscles from hiking, due to how quickly they’ve been growing the last few years. Their hair is black and cut short, with a long fringe that will sometimes cover their eyes if not pushed back. It’s straight and rather thin meaning they don’t have to do much to it to keep it sitting nicely. Their face is soft but slightly square, with an undefined nose and slightly large, dark brown eyes. Their skin is a medium, slightly reddish brown. When not wearing school uniform Thanh will normally wear sweatshirts and other casual clothes, or the kinds of clothes someone might be found hiking in.

- PERSONALITY -

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

Thanh is a loner, often found sitting alone rather than with groups of people. This isn’t entirely by choice but a mixture of circumstances, being a muggleborn Slytherin, and the fact they’re fairly introverted. Thanh struggles to make friends and is rather grumpy towards people they aren’t fond of. They’re also fairly fussy about the kind of people that they’d hang around with and won’t make friends with people they don’t like entirely. Thanh is stubborn and set in their own ways, incredibly opinionated. They don’t care about others’ opinions of them (well, does a very good job of pretending not to) and will stick to their guns when it comes to their beliefs.

Along with this Thanh is very ambitious and driven, always aiming to be the best in everything they do. This was in part ingrained in them by their parents and in part by their own wish to come out on top. However they don’t have a solid goal for what they want to do with their life due to being new to the wizarding world, but once they figure that out it will undoubtedly be their sole focus. They will often prioritise themselves over others, which further alienates themselves from making friends. This is not to say that they are in any way a bad person. In fact Thanh would love to have a small group of close friends that they could spend time with and care about. Sadly so far in life they’ve found it hard to get this and have just resigned themselves to being mostly alone.

H O B B I E S

Hiking, Running, Map Reading, Cooking, Exploring, Mountain Climbing

S K I L L S

Languages, Driven, High Stamina, Fast Walker, Steadfast, Adaptable, Creative

W E A K N E S S E S

Socialising, Making Friends, Grumpy, Selfish, Overly Ambitious, Stubborn, Opinionated

- MAGIC & SCHOOL -

D E T A I L S

- YEAR: First
- HOUSE: Slytherin
- PATRONUS: -
- LINEAGE: Muggle born

W A N D

- WOOD: Ebony
- CORE: Phoenix feather
- LENGTH: 10 inches
- FLEXIBILITY: Slightly bendy

S U B J E C T S

- TAKEN: Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, Herbology and Flying
- BEST SUBJECT(S): Transfiguration, Charms
- WORST: Potions, Astronomy
- FAVOURITE: Transfiguration
- LEAST FAVOURITE: History of Magic

- BACKSTORY -

Thanh has lived something of an ordinary life so far. They were born in Vietnam to her very non magical parents but moved to England when they were seven, and their sister was five, for their father’s work. They didn’t have many friends due to joining school where people were already close and struggling with English for the first year or so. This carried on for the next few years resulting in Thanh becoming more and more of a loner. Instead they concentrated on their studies, becoming top in their class. Along with this they were very close to their father who would often take them hiking and mountain climbing, something which they quickly grew to love.

They got their first introduction to the wizarding world when they got their hogwart’s letter. At first they couldn’t accept it, nor could their parents, but the more they learned the more curious they got. While Thanh’s parents still aren’t completely okay with the idea of magic existing they’ve allowed their child to go off to hogwarts anyway.

- OTHER -

Fluent in vietnamese and chinese, also learning korean and japanese.

Vivienne ‘Vi’ Nott

"You think you can talk to me? Think again."

| 11 | First | Slytherin | She/her |

- APPEARANCE -

D E T A I L S

- HEIGHT: 4’8”
- WEIGHT:
- HAIR COLOUR: Blonde
- EYE COLOUR: Blue
- ETHNICITY: English

D E S C R I P T I O N

Vivienne, or Vi to her closest friends and family (only), is an already beautiful young girl who takes great pride in her appearance. Her hair is long and naturally blond, naturally straight and left like that. She leaves it loose so it frames her slender, fair face. Her eyes are a stunning blue with hints of grey throughout them and often found with mascara to enhance her naturally pale eyelashes. Vi knows about her beauty, something which comes effortlessly to her even as she wears makeup to enhance it. Outside of school uniform Vi wears clothes that keep up with the latest fashion trends, most often dresses or skirts of some form, and all of the highest quality and make.

- PERSONALITY -

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S

If Vivienne could be described in one day, it would be as a stereotypical rich girl. She grew up wanting for nothing and always getting her way - something that she expects to keep up throughout her life. The fact that it often does isn’t something that helps with her already large ego. Vivienne is a leader through and through and unlikely to be taking orders from others her age any time soon. She is very much of the opinion that she is above most others and is very fussy about those who can hang around with her - pureblood slytherin and nobody else. However she is very nice and friendly to those she does like, in her own little clique, and would go to any length to ensure they aren’t harmed. She doesn’t take too well with people arguing with her because in her mind she is in charge. Vi is smart in a more cunning way, not the most academically gifted but very socially adept. You could call her a social butterfly who people easily flock to. Even though she’s surrounded by many there are very few she would call close friends or actually trust. Along with this, Vi is actually filled with a lot of self doubt and self hatred - mainly stemming from her lack of academic gifts, something her brother is incredibly good at. This is covered up easily by her outward confidence and not something she tells others about.

H O B B I E S

Makeup, Hanging out with Friends, Singing, Planning, Gossiping, Running

S K I L L S

Cunning, Manipulation, Socialisation, Singing, Leadership, Protective, Dignified, Eloquent

W E A K N E S S E S

Stuck Up, Prejudiced, Unwilling To Listen To Others Opinions, Bitchy, Harsh, Insecure, Intolerant

- MAGIC & SCHOOL -

D E T A I L S

- PATRONUS: -
- LINEAGE: Pureblood

W A N D

- WOOD: Elm
- CORE: Unicorn Hair
- LENGTH: 9 ¼ inches
- FLEXIBILITY: Slightly Springy

S U B J E C T S

- TAKEN: Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy, Herbology and Flying
- BEST SUBJECT(S): Flying, Potions
- WORST: Astronomy, Herbology, Transfiguration
- FAVOURITE: Flying
- LEAST FAVOURITE: Defence Against the Dark Arts

- BACKSTORY -

Vivienne was born to a Pureblood family that once supported Voldemort but had now claimed to change, even as it held onto purist ideals. They have belonged to Slytherin since the existence of Hogwarts itself and are one of the Pureblood families with the higher status. She grew up wanting for nothing, pampered by her parents as their only daughter. While her mother trained her into the ideal “noble woman” her father gave her literally anything she wanted, meaning she was very close to him. However her father worked high up at the Ministry of Magic while her mother didn’t work, meaning most time was spent being moulded by her. From a young age Vi spent a lot of time hanging out with Maddie Burke, her best friend and the one person she trusts with everyone. She had a bit of a love hate relationship with her three year older brother, Sebastian, while growing up - on one hand he would dote on his younger sister but on the other he always gave her a hard time when she messed up. However she lived for his stories of Hogwarts and couldn’t wait to join him there in the Slytherin house, even though she fears she won’t live up to his academic brilliance.

- OTHER -

Vi has a pet siamese cat named Cyril.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Maya remained silent during the conversation about a new member because if she was honest, she couldn’t care less if this new person joined or not. It would be nice if they were useful and if not well… they’d be a nice extra shield. But it wasn’t exactly a loss if they didn’t. She did personally agree with Sin though, for the first time in her life, that they should maybe meet the person first. Just to make sure they weren’t some kind of serial killer.

Her hand curled into a fist at the edge of the table at Emily’s derogatory words and her gaze, shielded under sunglasses, flitted to the girl. “Like you’re the ideal person anyone would want to have around,” she snapped, trying to keep her anger under control for once - but only because she was far too tired to properly argue. “If you’d take a moment to pull your head out your ass you’d realise you're just as bad as the rest of us… No, worse.”

She was glad when Riley, even for all her dislike for the girl, stepped in to properly confront the bitch. Even if half of it didn’t make any sense.

"Well, I'm certainly looking forward to meeting this new member. I don't think it's a good idea to blindly accept her, or him, or them, but you all accepted me. Agatha's certainly the most paranoid out of the group, so I doubt that she hasn't done any research about them. But, if the group doesn't like them, we'll kick 'em out."

Lyss

Maya turned to face Lyss and ignored the annoyance that was Emily, head tilted slightly. “I agree. I’m not too bothered about whether they join or not, but I guess we should at least meet them. There’s only so paranoid we can be… it’s not like we’re an elite group or something.” She smirked. “As much as some people want us to be.”