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Quinn McLaughlin - Elsewhere Adult


Quinn McLaughlin:

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T
Character Name: Quinn Aileen McLaughlin
Gender: Female
Age: 28 / 1 October 1944
Blood Status: Halfblood

Hogwarts, Ravenclaw, 1963


Owner of the Spotted Owl

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
No, thank you.

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Exceptional Levels special request form here.

* Charms: 8
* Divination: 6
* Transfiguration: 7
* Summoning: 11Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No, thank you.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Willow Foxglove, Roisin Byrne, etc.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Quinn had always been the studious type. As a child, she could always be found with her nose in books. She studied as much as she could about the world – both muggle and magical. She was always called ‘the quiet one’, but that did not bother her; she knew she was quiet and that gave her the opportunity to observe more of what was happening around her.

It was, then, no surprise to anyone when she was sorted into Ravenclaw at the Opening Feast when she began at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Quinn excelled at nearly every subject, but found that as far as magical studies were concerned, Conjuring and Summoning was really where she shone. She was seen as a loner and struggled to make friends, so when she did, she became fiercely loyal to them. As far as extracurriculars, Quinn found a love of Quidditch. Despite being so quiet in class, on the pitch is where she became extroverted. She was short and light, so she was a natural fit for Seeker.

Upon graduation from Hogwarts, Quinn wasn’t too sure what she wanted to do with her life, so she did the safest thing she could think of: she began working at the Ministry of Magic. Her father worked with her, and her brother Duncan did for a while too. Unfortunately for Quinn, she got stuck in the basement of the Ministry as an Archivist. She didn’t mind it so much at first, but as her first year turned into five, six, seven years, she decided she couldn’t do it anymore.

She was ready for new scenery, and maybe a bit more noise than she ever thought she wanted. When Quinn emerged from that boring basement job, she decided to take out a large loan so she could buy her own place in Diagon Alley. A pub, of all things. Her family was a bit surprised that it was a pub and not something like a bookstore that she settled on, though to her it wasn’t surprising at all. After spending so much time in the Ministry’s basement, she was ready to find a bit more excitement in her life. Even with a mountain of debt hanging over her head.


Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
Quinn was bothered by the amount of people that had flooded into Diagon Alley. While she had found the basement of the Ministry extremely dull, she found this many people to be quite overwhelming. So to distract herself from that overstimulation, she began reciting the alphabet of magical creatures in her head.

However, her alphabet was cut off mid-Mooncalf by a box followed by hundreds (maybe even thousands) of thin strands of glittery tinsel raining down on her. Quinn, despite herself, smiled. Unlike most people who were walking around the Alley at the moment, she wasn’t in too much of a hurry. That was the joy of being your own boss, it seemed.

“Oh, Mr. Campbell, are you alright? That was a nasty fall,” Quinn said when she turned and saw him on his feet. “Do you need some help?” she offered, as she dusted the tinsel and glitter off of herself.

How did you find us? Elisa!!

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