Post by Kaylin Fergus on Aug 20, 2011 0:04:35 GMT -5
Basics
Name: Kaylin M. Fergus
Age: 16.5
Gender: Female
Desired House/Staff Position: Slytherin
Year: Six
Race: Caucasian
Weight/Height: 123 / 5'7"
Magic
Wand Type
Length: 12 inches.
Wood Type: Australian Black Wood
It possesses both healing and destructive powers. Good for potion-making, excellent for repelling or conjuring curses.
Core Type: Unicorn Hair
Specialties
-Healing
-Charms
-Transfiguration
-Defense Against the Dark Arts
Patronus
Deer - Love, gentleness, kindness, gracefulness, sensitivity, purity of purpose, walking in the light, swift, nimble, meek, gentle, meditation, love, longevity, wealth.
Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Flying (its like dancing in the sky!)
Least Favorite Class/es (1+):
- Ancient Runes
Personality
Likes (3+)
- Dancing/Music
- Women
- Flying
Dislikes (3+):
- Runes
- Suffering
- Her freckles.
Skills (3+):
- Healing
- Charms
- Dancing
Weaknesses (3+):
- History of Magic
- Ancient Runes
- Herbology
Character Description:
At 5'7" she was slightly taller than most girls, versatile and active, swift and nimble whether on broom or on her toes. The epitome of an Irish background, a flash of ginger hair and a spattering of freckles splash across creamy flesh; the bridge of her nose and when outside of robes, along the outer traces of her arms and shoulders. Said hair was thick and when not braided and wrapped several times in a bun, it normally hung down the middle of her back. Facing her final year at Hogwarts, her pale gray-green eyes match her House colors, full of strong emotions but the first and the last to stroke her inner fire are her ambition to succeed and her drive to overcome any obstacle put in her path.
Personality/Beliefs Outline:
Her mother's influence and status as a Squib, her death, music and dance, along with thousands of other tiny events through out her life shaped Kaylin in to a driven, but sensitive and curious, and open minded young woman.
( Kind, Sensitive, Temperamental (shes irish), Playful, flirty, driven....ectectect)
Background
Mother:
Name: Alanna Marian Fergus (nee. MacKenna )
Age: 54 (if living)
Profession Dead
Father:
Name: Malcolm John Fergus
Age: 58
Profession: Works at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures
Siblings:
Name: Aedan Jay Fergus
Age: 28
Profession: Auror
Wife: Shannon R. Fergus (nee. Collins)
(Children: Unlisted)
Name: Malcolm John Fergus Jr.
Age: 27
Profession Auror
Wife: Tharessa K. Fergus (Nee. Green)
(Children: Unlisted)
Name: Rebecca Lee Hale (Nee. Fergus)
Age: 24
Profession: House Wife
Husband: Connor. P Hale
(Children: Unlisted)
Country of Origin:
Ireland.
Heritage:
Pureblood (technically?...or would she be halfblood...)
History:
Bore near the shores of Louge Sheelin in Ireland, Kaylin Marian Fergus is the youngest of four children that were born to Malcome Fergus (pureblood) and Alanna Fergus (Nee. McKenna) (Squib-pureblood)
Given the age gap between her siblings and herself, she often felt as if she was a only child given that her siblings spent much of the years at Hogwarts, then later college or straight into the ministry (or in her sister's case, straight to being barefoot and pregnant.) Because of their absence, her siblings had very little influence on young Kaylin, and nor did her father, as his job often meant late nights and at times, days where he would be away handling magical creatures.
So it fell to her Squib mother to raise young Kaylin. The Squib woman, the disowned daughter of the McKenna clan, had a passion for music and dance, often telling her daughter that music, that the arts were another form of magic in its own right. As a child, Kaylin loved to listen to her mother play music on the piano, or violin. And although the Irish woman hadn't had the best voice, to the youngest Fergus, she had the voice of an angle.
When Kaylin was six, and her parents began fearing that she, like her mother Alanna, was a squib, her mother signed her daughter up for dance classes. And while they hoped she was just a late bloomer magicly, they wanted to get her exposed to 'normal' children as quickly as possible just in case she truly was a squib.
It wasnt until she was nearly twelve that her magic finally manifested, in an explosive display of puberty induce display of temper fitting of a red-head. - Kaylin's acceptance letter for Hogwarts arrived three days later.
Her first years at the legendary school was typical, her firey mane and matching temper gaining her a place among her fellow Slytherins, although a growth spert over the summer before her second year would make her the subject of harsh teasing as her limbs became long and gangly as she grew inches above her male year mates. – Her life was unremarkable, unmarked by tragedy or any hard ships. As the Fergus line had all they needed, and often all they wanted.
However, that changed just weeks before Hogwarts let out for the summer her second year. Called into the office of the head of her House, she was handed a letter that had arrived by owl from her father. – Alanna Fergus had been killed that morning in a high speed car crash.
The second year Kaylin was excused from school early. The funeral, the absence of her mother. Her father falling into bottle after bottle in despair, and in a drunken rage, had destroyed the piano.... using her mother's violin, while roaring that music was no longer allowed in his house. Malcolm Fergus pulled Kaylin from the dance classes she had attended for years, and loved, (often, more then magic). The older Fergus children had lives of their own, and were content to turn a blind eye on their father's behavior so long as he didnt disgrace himself (or them), and their father, (when he wasnt drowning himself in a bottle) threw himself into his job.
The girl that returned to Hogwarts for her third year was not the same who had left months prior. Instead, she returned with a quicker, harsher temper, more focused on her studies, and oddly enough given her house, driven to be healer, believing that if she became the best healer ever, then no one would have to loose their mother like she had lost her's.
It would be this drive, to save others from the pain she felt, along with the echo of her mother's gentle teachings, and the whispered memories of Celtic lullabies sung softly off key that would shape her for the next many years.
Name: Kaylin M. Fergus
Age: 16.5
Gender: Female
Desired House/Staff Position: Slytherin
Year: Six
Race: Caucasian
Weight/Height: 123 / 5'7"
Magic
Wand Type
Length: 12 inches.
Wood Type: Australian Black Wood
It possesses both healing and destructive powers. Good for potion-making, excellent for repelling or conjuring curses.
Core Type: Unicorn Hair
Specialties
-Healing
-Charms
-Transfiguration
-Defense Against the Dark Arts
Patronus
Deer - Love, gentleness, kindness, gracefulness, sensitivity, purity of purpose, walking in the light, swift, nimble, meek, gentle, meditation, love, longevity, wealth.
Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Flying (its like dancing in the sky!)
Least Favorite Class/es (1+):
- Ancient Runes
Personality
Likes (3+)
- Dancing/Music
- Women
- Flying
Dislikes (3+):
- Runes
- Suffering
- Her freckles.
Skills (3+):
- Healing
- Charms
- Dancing
Weaknesses (3+):
- History of Magic
- Ancient Runes
- Herbology
Character Description:
At 5'7" she was slightly taller than most girls, versatile and active, swift and nimble whether on broom or on her toes. The epitome of an Irish background, a flash of ginger hair and a spattering of freckles splash across creamy flesh; the bridge of her nose and when outside of robes, along the outer traces of her arms and shoulders. Said hair was thick and when not braided and wrapped several times in a bun, it normally hung down the middle of her back. Facing her final year at Hogwarts, her pale gray-green eyes match her House colors, full of strong emotions but the first and the last to stroke her inner fire are her ambition to succeed and her drive to overcome any obstacle put in her path.
Personality/Beliefs Outline:
Her mother's influence and status as a Squib, her death, music and dance, along with thousands of other tiny events through out her life shaped Kaylin in to a driven, but sensitive and curious, and open minded young woman.
( Kind, Sensitive, Temperamental (shes irish), Playful, flirty, driven....ectectect)
Background
Mother:
Name: Alanna Marian Fergus (nee. MacKenna )
Age: 54 (if living)
Profession Dead
Father:
Name: Malcolm John Fergus
Age: 58
Profession: Works at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures
Siblings:
Name: Aedan Jay Fergus
Age: 28
Profession: Auror
Wife: Shannon R. Fergus (nee. Collins)
(Children: Unlisted)
Name: Malcolm John Fergus Jr.
Age: 27
Profession Auror
Wife: Tharessa K. Fergus (Nee. Green)
(Children: Unlisted)
Name: Rebecca Lee Hale (Nee. Fergus)
Age: 24
Profession: House Wife
Husband: Connor. P Hale
(Children: Unlisted)
Country of Origin:
Ireland.
Heritage:
Pureblood (technically?...or would she be halfblood...)
History:
Bore near the shores of Louge Sheelin in Ireland, Kaylin Marian Fergus is the youngest of four children that were born to Malcome Fergus (pureblood) and Alanna Fergus (Nee. McKenna) (Squib-pureblood)
Given the age gap between her siblings and herself, she often felt as if she was a only child given that her siblings spent much of the years at Hogwarts, then later college or straight into the ministry (or in her sister's case, straight to being barefoot and pregnant.) Because of their absence, her siblings had very little influence on young Kaylin, and nor did her father, as his job often meant late nights and at times, days where he would be away handling magical creatures.
So it fell to her Squib mother to raise young Kaylin. The Squib woman, the disowned daughter of the McKenna clan, had a passion for music and dance, often telling her daughter that music, that the arts were another form of magic in its own right. As a child, Kaylin loved to listen to her mother play music on the piano, or violin. And although the Irish woman hadn't had the best voice, to the youngest Fergus, she had the voice of an angle.
When Kaylin was six, and her parents began fearing that she, like her mother Alanna, was a squib, her mother signed her daughter up for dance classes. And while they hoped she was just a late bloomer magicly, they wanted to get her exposed to 'normal' children as quickly as possible just in case she truly was a squib.
It wasnt until she was nearly twelve that her magic finally manifested, in an explosive display of puberty induce display of temper fitting of a red-head. - Kaylin's acceptance letter for Hogwarts arrived three days later.
Her first years at the legendary school was typical, her firey mane and matching temper gaining her a place among her fellow Slytherins, although a growth spert over the summer before her second year would make her the subject of harsh teasing as her limbs became long and gangly as she grew inches above her male year mates. – Her life was unremarkable, unmarked by tragedy or any hard ships. As the Fergus line had all they needed, and often all they wanted.
However, that changed just weeks before Hogwarts let out for the summer her second year. Called into the office of the head of her House, she was handed a letter that had arrived by owl from her father. – Alanna Fergus had been killed that morning in a high speed car crash.
The second year Kaylin was excused from school early. The funeral, the absence of her mother. Her father falling into bottle after bottle in despair, and in a drunken rage, had destroyed the piano.... using her mother's violin, while roaring that music was no longer allowed in his house. Malcolm Fergus pulled Kaylin from the dance classes she had attended for years, and loved, (often, more then magic). The older Fergus children had lives of their own, and were content to turn a blind eye on their father's behavior so long as he didnt disgrace himself (or them), and their father, (when he wasnt drowning himself in a bottle) threw himself into his job.
The girl that returned to Hogwarts for her third year was not the same who had left months prior. Instead, she returned with a quicker, harsher temper, more focused on her studies, and oddly enough given her house, driven to be healer, believing that if she became the best healer ever, then no one would have to loose their mother like she had lost her's.
It would be this drive, to save others from the pain she felt, along with the echo of her mother's gentle teachings, and the whispered memories of Celtic lullabies sung softly off key that would shape her for the next many years.
