Amity Georgiana Addison

[Amity Addison]

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Amity Georgianna Addison
Gender: Female
Age: 19

Education: 
Amity was homeschooled as a child up to age 11 in Reading, French, Math,  Music, and Writing by her maternal grandmother and in very basic magic and creating things with the aid of magic by her father who is a broom-maker and engineer. At age 11, she attended Hogwarts and was a Hufflepuff.  She graduated in 1971.

Residence:
Amity lives in a small, one bedroom apartment in London not too far from the entrance to Diagon Alley, but often is found at her parents’ home on the outskirts of London.

Occupation:
Clerk and Hopeful Wand-Maker Apprentice at Ollivander’s Wand Shop

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
I would like her to be a wand-maker apprentice/clerk at Ollivander’s if possible, please.

Requested Magic Levels:

• Charms: 7
• Transfiguration: 11
• Divination: 6
• Summoning: 8

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
None

Special Phrase: Tibbles' Beard of Power

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
What is there to say about Amity Addison? She never considered herself special in any way, shape, or form, just a normal, average, half-blood girl growing up in a middle class family that had four incredibly obnoxious siblings. Her three older brothers always made fun of how old-fashioned she was and her bratty little sister Brianna followed Amity everywhere. Amity herself considered herself rather forgettable was quiet, reserved, average, and old-fashioned in her views and style of dress. Amity spent much of her time around her paternal grandmother because both of her parents worked.  It was her paternal grandmother that taught her reading, math, writing, French, art, and music.  Though her grandmother was a witch, she left the teaching of basic magic to her son when he was home because Amity drove her crazy with how fidgety she was. Amity loved to work with her hands from a very young age and had a very short attention span regarding academics and not talent whatsoever when it came to music. It drove her grandmother batty because she wanted Amity to do really well with academics and music so she could marry well one day. Unfortunately, the academic sessions didn't go too well since Amity was much more interested in doing things with her hands and only did just enough to get by when it came to academics.  When it came to creating things with her hands in art, however, Amity was brilliant.  Amity never thought she was, but her father did, so when it came to learning basic magic, her father knew Amity did much better with practical lessons than memorization, so he taught her that way and spent a ton of time showing her how to craft things with magic.  He was delighted at least one of his children found ‘making’ things interesting because all of the others could care less about such things.  Consequently, Amity was his favorite by far and her brothers were relentless with her because they were intensely jealous of the attention Amity got from their father.

Amity's father Robert loved to work with his hands and was a broom-maker and engineer from an upper-middle class wizarding family.  Her mother Destiny was from a poor, working class muggle family that rose against the odds to become a muggle nurse practitioner by working hard as a full-time waitress in college and earning several merit-based scholarships. Amity's maternal grandmother was a maid and her maternal grandfather was a muggle factory worker for a company that made steel tools. Amity's paternal grandmother was old-fashioned and stayed at home to take care of the children while her paternal grandfather was a mid-level government official in the British Ministry of Magic's International Trading Standards Body.  Her grandmother was a Hufflepuff and her grandfather was a Gryffindor. Her grandfather had been a prefect and her grandmother was always helping in the hospital wing when allowed to. Amity's father was on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, but never held any leadership positions. He was the quiet, solitary, nerdy, but fiercely loyal type that had few friends but was always reading and trying to learn the art of broom-making and engineering.

Amity's little sister Brianna never leaves her alone and it drives Amity crazy because she isn't the type that wants to socialize and play with a little immature, annoying kid.  She inherited that from her father.  Amity is polite and respectful, but she is most comfortable in solace.  She adores making things-from carving things out of wood to using clay to craft a one-of-a-kind pottery piece or sculpture to painting on canvas to sewing and making her own clothing to creating and trying new recipes.  She has always been incredibly fascinated with wand-lore, how wands are crafted, and well how anything is made. She spent a lot of time around her paternal grandmother, so she picked up her grandmother's conservative values, style of dress, and mentality.  She admires her mother for going against all odds to become a nurse-practitioner, but also loathes that she isn't home a lot to ‘tend to womanly’ duties like cooking, cleaning, etc.

Amity is happiest when she is making things and doesn't want to rely on her parents or grandparents forever financially so after she graduated Hogwarts in 1971, Amity sought out apprenticeships that were about making things, especially wands.  It was a bold step for her, but she wanted to learn how to make things with her hand. She started out working under her own father by weaving brooms, but her real passion was wands and their complexities and the fabulous lore affiliated with them.  So, after one year, she left her first job and became a clerk as Ollivander’s hoping that one day she might be able to learn the art of wand-making. By working in the real-world, she hopes to meet someone that is right for her and wed, have children, and ‘tend to womanly’ duties, but at the same time she wants to learn all that she can about wand-making. It might be a bit contradictory, but that is Amity Addison.

ROLEPLAY
Reply as your character to the following:

It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.

The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.

Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:

"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."

She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."

To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.

Roleplay Response:
Amity had was straightening up the messy shelves on the right wall closest to the door as directed after a frantically busy day of new Hogwarts students coming in to purchase their first wands and was washing the shop's window when she heard it's loud, booming, voice from a little girl after a loud THUNK from the outside, followed by a tug on the hem of her woolen, handmade skirt.  The thunk and voice were so loud, Amity swore she had become deaf for a few seconds. 

She eyed the little girl and her puffskein with obvious disapproval and sighed.  This had been a rather trying day with all of the overly excited and rambunctious future Hogwarts students that had bombarded Ollivander’s and apparently it wasn't getting much better.  Amity had never really been a social person, but she put up a decent enough façade when at work of being one, but this encounter was about to push her over the limit.  She took a few deep breaths to keep her from lashing out at the innocent little girl and her puffskein. The little girl reminded her of her little sister Brianna following her everywhere and it was really hard to bite her tongue and not say something nasty to the little girl.

‘You’ll never prove yourself worthy enough to study wand-making alongside the owner if you can't practice patience,’ Amity said to herself and took another deep breath before finally responding to the girl's plea.

“I see.  Well, you are at Ollivander’s right now sweetheart, the wandmaker’s shop.  Do you know where that is? Where was the last place you saw your mommy or daddy? Do you remember?  What do they look like?”

Amity paused for a minute before reluctantly addressing the puffskein’s ‘needs’.

“And what is it that Mr. Sambundeakin likes to eat?  I have some left over crackers from my lunch. Does he like crackers? If not I have a chocolate bar. Let's get him something while we go ask the owner if he knows who your parents are and where they might be.  He knows almost everyone.”

If this response didn't show patience after the day today, then nothing ever would and it was time to look elsewhere.

[Amity Addison]

Age is 20, not 19

[Amity Addison]

Sorry my math was off. 

She is 20, so that means she would have graduated in 1970, not 1971 and her birthday is May 5.

[Professor Tibble]

Accepted.

[Amity Addison]

Thank you much!