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Archived Applications / Newton Mariner
« on: 10/12/2016 at 18:25 »Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Newton "Newt" James Mariner
Birthday: 8 June 1938
Hometown: Manchester, England
Bloodline:
Pureblood
Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): First (preferred), Second
Biography:
A thing about me: NEVER call me Newt. I absolutely cannot stand it. I'd rather be punched - in the face - than be called that.
My older sister, Kaya, calls me Newt, so I guess that explains why I hate it so much. She's not the nicest person to me.
She's probably just jealous that Mummy and Daddy like me better. It's alright, though, because she's still my sister and I have to love her.
Anyway, I'm going off to Hogwarts next term. You're probably wondering, "So what?"
Well, my greatest fear is that I'll be sorted into Slytherin. My whole family has been in the house, but I just don't think I belong. I suppose I'll see when I get there.
Wish me luck.
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Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Slytherin (he doesn't think he belongs here, but he really does), Gryffindor would work too c:
Personality: Newton is naive (he's only 11 after all) and usually quiet and gloomy, but he also has a bad temper when he's angry. He does have a slight feeling of superiority due to his pureblood status (it's how he was raised), but he tries his very best to treat others equally.
Appearance: Newt looks his age and is of middling height. His hair is sometimes a light brown and at other times a dark dirty blond, while his eyes are a pale blue-green. The resemblance between him and his sister is unidentifiable - they don't really look alike at all. While his looks are sweet his sister's are icy and cold.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Why had he ever decided to go down to the dungeons? The weather was fine outdoors and there were things to do and people to meet. But Newton supposed, deep down, there was a little nagging curiosity that tugged him there.
He had heard all the stories about Emma Birch, and he wanted to know if her spirit lurked down there still...somehow. It was something for which he had a reasonable amount of doubt, but you just never knew, especially here in a place of such magic.
The dungeons were cold and damp to the core. A brief touch of Newton's hand to the wall showed that the wet permeated everything. He shuddered.
Why was everything so deathly still? Newton stopped in his tracks and looked about him. Nothing.
Then suddenly, a ghostly voice that seemed to be saying, "H-h-hello?" Newton drew in a deep breath. If Emma Birch's ghost were here, he didn't want it to find him.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?" The voice was a girl's and couldn't have been a ghost's. Why would she be asking about herself? If that was another student, Newton desperately wanted to find her.
He took a few steps backward, "Who is it?" His voice echoed off the dank walls, reverberating back into his own ears.
It was deadly silent until Newt felt his back touch something else that wasn't a wall, letting out a scream that he would be ashamed to have anyone else hear.
He turned to find a young girl who looked just as terrified as he was, except she wasn't the one who'd screamed like a banshee. "Merlin! You scared me!"
Newton paused to catch his breath. "What are you doing down here anyway?"
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