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@Yvain I asked the same. She said to send it to her to keep the OOC clean. But I'm sure you can also just post it right in the CS tab for her to look at as well.

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Would you like for us to post our characters here first so that you can approve?

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@Ainmire Oh god, I thought I was the only one who literally struggles with finding the 'perfect' face claim to fit the actual character. I swear i sit hours (EVEN A FREAKIN' DAY OR TWO) to choose before I can actually start my CS. Basically an image of my character affects the outcome of my CS. I envy those who manage to get a CS up w/o a character image up.

@Yvain

You're not alone. I take time that is necessary to find the perfect face claim. I feel like it makes it easier to write up a CS with a visual.

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

Monday, August 24, 2015

Waking up in the Good Dormitory for the first time was always a good feeling for Ariadne. Although she dreaded the idea of going back to school, knowing that she was back at Salem comforted her. And though she wasn't a morning person, Ariadne always seemed to wake up hours before she needed to on the first day of classes. This year was no exception for at exactly 3:50, Ariadne's curious blue eyes were open and staring up at the twinkling stars that decorated the Good House. On this particular morning, it felt as though those little lights were whispering to her, "Good morning, Addie!" A smile touched her lips for a moment before she remembered exactly what day it was, and a quiet groan escaped her immediately after. Why, oh, why does this happen every damn year?

She had closed her eyes in an ill attempt to get a little more sleep but when her brain refused to quiet down, Ariadne sat up with a sigh. If only she could take back time and give herself one more day to revel in the glorious joy when the first day of school did not exist. She looked around the dorm room only to find that most of the girls were till sound asleep; even Aella, her best friend, was snoozing quietly in the bed closest to Ariadne. Made sense though, considering the fact that neither of them were particularly keen to mornings. Nevertheless, Ariadne tiptoed around to the front of her bed, opening the chest that sat there to grab her toiletries and uniform before heading to the Good Lavatories for a quick shower. After all, if she was going to be awake at such an ungodly hour she might as well take advantage of it.

Once Ariadne was done showering and drying up she changed into her school uniform. White button up, red cardigan, black shirt, black tights, black shoes...same thing, different year. She could either be very quirky or very simple when it came to her style but Ariadne never put much effort into her uniform. With the exception of the cute cat stud earrings she had put in, she looked just like every other girl in the Good House. You know, minus the curly, bright red hair she was forced to pull back into two low pig-tails. Ariadne had learned a long time ago that it was better to let her hair do its own thing rather than fight it with a brush (or any kind of spell.)

Around 5:15, the school slowly came to life around Ariadne as she made her way to the Great Hall. It always fascinated her how the school seemed to have a mind of its own, but it all made sense when you thought of all the magic that must vibrate through every wall, nook, and cranny. A few of the statues either waved at her or eyed her with irritation for disrupting their slumber, and she watched from inside as the sun slowly made its way up into the sky. It cast such a beautiful glow through the spotless windows that Ariadne had to stop for a moment to take in the sight. She let a smile grow upon her face, for even though her eyelids were still a bit heavy, she truly felt at ease for a few moments. The familiarity of the school she had been attending for 6 years comforted her in a way that nothing else could. It was a second home for her, even if she mostly hid in her own little world for the most part. Even the stress of school work was not enough to make her hate it, not even a little bit.

And then several other students passed by her on their way to the Great Hall, and Ariadne had to snap back into reality. She sighed and continued on her way as her stomach growled even louder. If there was one thing that made mornings a little easier at Salem, it was the delicious food served for breakfast (and dinner, actually.) She breathed a sigh of relief once she made it to the Great Hall. Not many students were around quite yet, and that was just fine with Ariadne. She normally preferred to be left alone and would quickly scamper away to another location once she had filled her belly up. But first, she had to get her schedule, which meant that she would actually have to interact with one of her least favorite professors, Cronus Conall.

As she approached the raised platform that was the teachers' table, Ariadne had to fight a grimace. Now she really liked a lot of her teachers, but there were a few, like Conall, that she detested on most days. Seeing them all together, even the ones she liked, made her chest tighten slightly as quick flows of anxiety began to flow through her. Oh, how she dreaded this part of the first day. She would much rather prefer they just send their schedules in the mail. Anything else, really, would do.

She tentatively stepped toward Professor Conall, expecting him to look up and notice her. But instead he was picking at something between his nails. She cleared her throat, maybe a little louder than she had intended, and Conall looked up. Her cheeks heated up slightly as he raised his eyebrows at her.

"Morning, sir. Could I please get my, uh, schedule?" Ariadne smiled weakly.

He flashed a toothy smile at her.

"Ah, the witch with the red hair is up early this morning!" He bellowed. "I suppose you can."

Ariadne's cheeks heated up a little. It made her feel insecure to have attention brought to her but she tried her best not to let it show. Conall handed her her schedule and then shooed her away, thankfully. Sitting down at the Good table, she could hear him calling out another present student to come get their schedule, using a funny little nickname that made other students snicker. At least she hadn't been subjected to that this morning.

Scanning the paper, her shoulders slumped with disappointment. Muggle Studies as her first period? She only hoped she wouldn't fall asleep during the class. Not that it was really all that hard but it was quite a bore to listen to Professor Sander lecture. Ariadne wondered if Aella, or any of the few friends she had, would be in any of her classes today. She would have to wait to find out though because as soon as she had eaten breakfast, Ariadne silently slipped out of the Great Hall to spend the rest of her time before first period in the Courtyard.

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@Rika Oh geez, I apologize. I totally missed that! I would like to reserve Cancer then, if that's okay!

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I'm interested! Might I be able to reserve Leo?

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

I'm in the same boat as you guys basically. I'm almost done with my first post, just having a little trouble finishing it up. I'm pretty confident that it will be up by tonight though.

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

I'm working on a post over here! Just going through everyone else's first and then I should have mine up.

Also sorry for the billionth time for being absent for a few days. I thought I mentioned that I was going to be out of state visiting family but I apparently neglected to do that...

Oh well, I'm back again!

Salem Witches' Institute [Harry Potter]

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Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

Ariadne Tune

Name:

Ariadne "Addie" Dorothea Tune

Gender:

Female

Age:

16

Year:

6th

Blood:

Half-Blood

House:

Good

Pet:

A fluffy black cat named Henry

My Hider

Electives:

Alchemy
Muggle Studies
Arithmancy

Clubs:

Astronomy Club
Potions Club
Charms Club

Boggart:

Addie's boggart used to be what she imagined was the troll that killed her mother, but these days its her two cousins threatening to tell her Aunt Bea how bad she is.

Patronus:

A cat

Amortentia:

Jasmine, oil paint, the air after it rains, and freshly brewed coffee.

Wand:

Willow, Unicorn Hair, 11 1/2 in, springy

Best Class:

Potions

Worst Class:

Herbology

Strengths:

Good at motivating herself and others
Can easily replicate a potion in a matter of minutes and has memorized the ingredients for several potions
Almost always honest
Quite skilled in transiguration as well
Intelligent
Witty
Quick learner

Weaknesses:

Not the best at managing time
Very insecure
Almost completely incompetent when it comes to Herbology. Countless hours have been spent studying for this class in order to get a passing grade.
How are you supposed to even memorize all the stuff taught in History of Magic? Huh?
Can't always muster the right amount of confidence
Sometimes easily discouraged

Mixes up and forgets spells sometimes
Constantly wears a mask to hide her emotions

Personality:

From her past, it may seem like Addie is a weepy, sad, mess. Though this is sometimes true, almost always when she is alone, she puts on a front for the world to see. Talking about her feelings and family is not something she partakes in frequently, although she will share the occasional, good memory from a happier time when she was younger. Otherwise, she is usually fairly quiet, especially when it comes to discussing herself. She’s not necessarily shy, but Addie is a very insecure girl. She has no issues speaking up in class or participating in some small talk with classmates and friends. She is not too quick to judge others, but is a firm believer in listening to your gut when it speaks up. Because of this, Addie is cautious of those that rub her the wrong way. A lone wolf, she normally enjoys being alone but won’t shoo away a friend who wishes to share her company or engage her in conversation. It is because of this that she is known as a friendly and kind person.

She seems to always have an open shoulder, for Addie hates seeing others in a sad mood, but will hardly ever go to anyone to talk about her own problems. You could say she has a certain pride that she’s afraid of tarnishing, a fault that causes her to bottle up her problems until they come bursting out when something truly awful happens to her. She dislikes being touched, especially near her arms. However, she will sometimes find that she desires to be held for a long period of time (of course this is a silly request, and she would never make it, opting instead to snuggle up with her cat…although he’s not always up for it.)

There is a certain charm to Addie in the fact that, although she is generally very sweet, she has some bite to her. Addie is stubborn, sarcastic, and on her best (and sometimes worst) days, she will not hesitate to snap back at anyone who tries to trample over her. After all, it’s her family that she fears the most-everyone else can’t hurt in the same way. Though no one can really tell, Addie hardly feels much. One of the reasons why she’s always drawing is because her passion for the arts is one of the only ways she distract herself from how badly her emotional state of being is.

Likes:

Drawing, sketching, and painting
Chocolate almonds
Rainy weather
Fall, especially the leaves changing colors
Handsome young lads
Purple irises
Hot tea with honey
Warm socks and boots
People that make her feel comfortable
A clear night sky
Furry animals
Cute jackets
Kindness
Reading (fairy tales and stories about magic)

Dislikes:

Yelling
Crudeness
Sweating
Humid weather (it makes her hair frizzier than it needs to be)
Crying
Finding sad people
Greediness
Fall (though it's her favorite season, the anniversary of her mother's death takes place in the fall.)
Disappointing others
Peas
Bad dreams
Dishonesty
Bad manners

Fears:

Her cousins
Being unloved
Ending up alone
Disappointing her father
People finding out about her bad habit
Earthquakes
Huge monsters
Losing more loved ones

Biography:

There was a time when Addie knew no tragedy. Born in a rainy town with a sunny disposition, she spent the first seven years of her life in Washington with her parents, Jamie and Cecilia. As a child she was happy and almost always smiling. Her mother was a witch who had fallen in love with a muggle, and so she grew up in a magic-friendly household while also obtaining the customs of the muggle world as well. Cecilia worked as a journalist for Magic Daily, often writing about magical creatures in the wild, always trying to inform the public on all the wonderful beings that existed in the magical world. Jamie was a pilot who was often traveling but made sure he could be home with his family as much as possible. Her parents were just as happy as their beloved daughter and worked as a team to raise her on good, strong principles. They not only encouraged her to think for herself, but to believe in her abilities and to be who she wanted to be, not what everyone else wanted her to be. From an early age, she expressed a great interest in art so her father, an artist himself, would sit with Addie for hours just drawing and painting together. He taught her the techniques he had learned over the years while allowing her to develop her own methods and style. For a long time, the Tune family lived very happily.

When Addie was seven, her mother decided to head north to Canada to do some research for an article she was working on about forest trolls. Just like every other time Cecilia had left for a job, Addie and her father were certain she would be back with stories of her findings. But things were about to take a turn for the worst. They received news the news three days after she had left: Cecilia had made it to her destination, but she had not been prepared for how aggressive forest trolls were when they sensed an invader. She was killed immediately by blunt force trauma to the head. Jamie was devastated and Addie was traumatized, and after his wife died, Jamie’s mood changed drastically. He cut off ties with many of his closest friends, stopped coming home for days on end, and began to neglect Addie. It got so bad to the point that Cecilia’s younger, muggle sister, Bea, had to step in and take care of Addie while Jamie was gone at work. Eventually, Jamie let Bea take Addie into her home for good. She now lived in Portland, Orgeon with Bea’s family.

The only thing Addie liked about her new life was her Aunt Bea and her youngest child, Esther. Esther was two years younger than Addie and immediately latched onto her as if she were another big sister. Though spending time with these two, plus her Uncle Teddy, made her feel welcome, her two older cousins, Benjamin and Lydia, did not take well to the new addition to their home. Instead of constantly picking on their little sister they found a new target in Addie. They teased and insulted her frequently while also pushing her to partake in “games” that ended up with her hurt or embarrassed. You would think that once she turned nine and her powers manifested, they would have been scared of their cousin but this was not the case. As a matter of fact, their bullying became harsher-kids that are jealous of other kids can be cruel. Benjamin and Lydia put the idea in Addie’s head that if she were to tattle to their mother, they would lie and say that she was the one causing trouble. And so even though her Aunt Bea showered her with love, her heart stopped working the way it was supposed to, and Addie slowly let depression take over her body and her mind. Even worse, her father’s reaction to her newfound abilities was not positive. Jamie tried not to let it show, but he had always blamed the magical world for his beloved wife’s death. And to see his daughter become just like her didn’t sit well with him. She found some escape as she and her cousins grew older. As they matured, they became less interested in child’s play and more into hanging out with their teenage friends. Once Addie began attending the Salem Witches’ Institute, her mood changed for the better, but only slightly. Having to go home for breaks and holidays and having to deal with her father’s increasingly prevalent absence from her life, and the cousins that still disliked her brought all her feelings of loneliness and self-loathing back. They just wouldn’t go away, no matter how positive she tried to be. She began to cut herself when she was thirteen, never going deep enough to kill but just enough to scar. Addie constantly throws herself into her art in order to banish away the negative feelings that hold her back from flourishing, and you can often catch her sitting by herself, sketching or painting something beautiful.

Ariadne's Schedule

Blue Days

• First Period: Muggle Studies (Sander, Ligeia-Rm. 313)
• Second Period: Potions (Bellona, Bastet-Rm. 211)
• Third Period: Defense Against the Dark Arts (Baladeva, Acanthe-Rm. 145)
• Fourth Period: Transfiguration (Endymion, El-Rm. 164)
• Fifth Period: History of Magic (Conall, Cronus-Rm. 204)

Red Days

• Sixth Period: Arithmancy (Ursler, Quirinus-Rm. 291)
• Seventh Period: Charms (Gilgamesh, Fionn-Rm. 149)
• Eighth Period: Astronomy (Bloodworth, Freyja-Rm. 260)
• Ninth Period: Alchemy (Samson, Perun-Rm. 147)
• Tenth Period: Herbology (Amsel, Hektor-Rm. 157)