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Archived Applications / Re: Dougal Shaw
« on: 08/08/2021 at 03:53 »
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Archived Applications / Dougal Shaw
« on: 04/08/2021 at 12:53 »

Application for Hogwarts School


Name: Dougal Shaw

Birthday: August 19, 1948

Hometown: Aberdeen, Scotland.

Bloodline: Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Charms

Magical Weakness (pick one): Conjuration and Summoning

Year (pick two): 5th

Shamus and Elizabeth Shaw welcomed their first and only son, Dougal into the world on a stormy night in August. A well-to-do family, the Shaws doted on their son in every way, but always preached humility first, in all things. The Shaws are an old wizarding family, and while not as wealthy as some, they certainly live comfortably due to Shamus’ career in wizarding finance.

Dougal’s father Shamus is an employee of the wizarding bank Gringotts, and his mother is a retired quidditch player who had been a seeker. She retired from playing, deciding to be a home maker after marrying Shamus. Currently, Elizabeth gives voice and music lessons to young witches and wizards, as well as providing services tuning various musical instruments. The two share a very loving marriage, and strive to always give their son the best.

Shamus resolved early to teach his son to be a good man, that their family had much to be thankful for. He taught Dougal that everything they had, most likely rested upon someone else’s back in some way, and so their success was to be attributed to the kindness, generosity, and hard work of others. It only made sense because of this, that they should be every bit as kind, generous and hard-working as anyone else. Unlike some of the more elitist pureblood families, the Shaws believed in giving back, because you never knew when you might find yourself needing a bit of help. It was not only a good way to live, Shamus said, but also a practical one.
It was with much pride that the Shaws announced Dougal’s acceptance to Hogwarts. Both had attended the school and graduated with honors some years before. Shamus framed his son’s acceptance letter which resides in a place of honor upon the mantle in the family home. Dougal has had exemplary performance in his studies, though has not shown as much athletic talent as his mother would have liked.

Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Slytherin

Dougal is a charismatic, confident young man who is honest and open with everybody, believing in transparency and honesty. Lies inevitably become difficult to maintain, and eventually fall apart. He is unfailingly loyal to his friends, and generous to a fault, because people will most often treat you the way you treat them. Seeds generously watered usually provide the sweetest fruits. Dougal’s ambition in life is to become an Auror one day, and so his sense of justice is keen. While some consider it a fault, Dougal can be slow to pass judgement, insisting upon having all the facts before he makes a decision about a person or situation. Dougal can be prideful and arrogant, and so sometimes his commitment to doing the right thing can be misguided, or come less from a place of doing the right thing so much as his intense loathing of being wrong.

Beyond everything else, Dougal most wishes to do right by his family, and make his parents proud. He takes pride in being a Shaw, and his family name means everything to him. Dougal can be hot headed and quick to defend his family honor, should someone defame it.

Dougal loves quidditch, though he has not found a talent for it. Happy to be a spectator, his real passions lie in music and studying history, especially where it concerns heroic Aurors, dark magic, and dark wizards which is due to his desire to one day become an Auror himself. When he is not sitting with his nose buried in some musty old tome, Dougal can be found strumming his guitar, and writing down lyrics in a worn old leather-bound journal, inherited from his mother.   

Dougal is a boy of average height, and somewhat slight build. He has a lean frame, pale complexion and the fiery red hair that so many of the Shaws are known for. His hair is frequently shaggy, though somehow never looking disheveled. He has longer sideburns, and glittering honey brown eyes.

Note: This section is only for students who have been previously played at Hogwarts. Please see here for more information about Castle Dropouts levels/how many levels you are eligible to claim.

Link to your last levels request (if you never posted one, link to your last accepted student application):

Number of New Levels Requested:

New Levels Request:

How your character kept up with their studies: Whether your character was still at Hogwarts or left school entirely for a while, tell us how they were able to keep up with their studies and learn about magic, which would allow their levels to keep increasing.

You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's.

Option I:

The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.

A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.

The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.

Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.

Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.

If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.

Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.

"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.

Dougal was well acquainted with the dungeons of Hogwarts. Most people might find it a dank and dreary place, but he enjoyed the peace and solitude that he found here. It was where he came when he wanted to be able to think uninterrupted, which is why when the voice of a young girl echoed through the rough stone corridors, bouncing off the walls, he was somewhat irritated.

Dougal had come down into the dungeon after the days lessons to be alone and to read his latest book, a particularly interesting volume about infamous dark wizards throughout history. The darker aspects of wizardry fascinated Dougal, because one must know one’s enemy in order to defeat them, after all. It was a morbid curiosity of his, fueled primarily by academic interest. One day, he resolved, he would be an Auror. Still, the dark arts could be enthralling, even though mainstream wizard society at large very much frowned upon such things.

Dougal was bothered somewhat that Hogwarts only taught defense against the dark arts, and nothing about the dark arts themselves. He didn’t understand how they expected students to learn how to truly defend themselves or understand the dangers of dark magic unless they knew the intimate workings of it and had experienced it for themselves. But then again…rules were made for good reasons, weren’t they?

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here," came the girl’s voice. She sounded young.

Dougal rounded the corner, not precisely angry, but nonetheless wearing somewhat of a scowl when he nearly ran the poor girl over. Barely stepping to the side, Dougal avoided the collision and sized the girl up. She wore the robes of a Gryffindor, and judging by her appearance, was no older than a first-year, perhaps a smallish second-year.

“What’s this about then,” Dougal asked, straightening his robes. “Emma Birch? Don’t tell me they’re still sending you silly first-years down here on that snipe hunt,” He said, and an amused grin crossing his face.

“Hate to break it to you, but Emma Birch is a myth,” he said, offering a hand. Im Dougal, Dougal Shaw. Pleased to meet you.


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