Serafina McAllister - Application

[Serafina McAllister]

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Serafina Custodia McAllister

Birthday: March 7, 1959

Hometown: Lancashire, UK

Bloodline:
Muggleborn

Magical Strength (pick one):
Charms

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two): 5th (preferred)/6th


Biography:



Date: 3rd June, 1974
Time: 4:43 pm
Forecast: Cloudy
                        
Diary,                                                                                

Our house seems so empty.

Here I am, in my room, writing a diary entry… simply because I’ve no one to talk to. Angus and Rory, my older brothers, are out and about, probably gallivanting around town. Father’s busy with his writing again, I can hear him stumbling around downstairs. Disturbing him is not an option. Mama’s only next door and she’s humming a lullaby.

My lullaby.

But she isn’t singing me to sleep, it’s Effie.

Effie’s my sister, just a wee babe, only 4 months old. We share the same birth month, her day o’ birth just 3 days earlier than mine. She must’ve have been a very special person, indeed. Mama, well, Mama coos to her all day long, flitting about like a mother hen. Even Father comes out of the basement to see her from time to time. He was out for a full week, the longest in…ever.

Not that I can blame him, Father’s working really hard. He’s a librarian during the day and an author at night, a workaholic by nature; he only comes out for short breaks. He is such a particular man.

I can still remember. That day Father reprimanded me, for entering his work room without his permission. I can still recall how dim and dusty the room was; I cannot really imagine how Father can stand it.

I haven't been in there ever since then.

Mama had asked me to call him for dinner and I did as I was told, naturally. Even so, I discovered shelves upon shelves of books. Books on philosophy, mythology and history. There were just stacks of books everywhere, not a flat surface was left bare... it's quite frightening to know that his collection grows by the day. I used to think that one day, his books would take up all the space in that room and swallow him whole. I cringe at the thought, still.

Right now, I think Father’s working on a war veteran’s biography. Mama told me that his books would become bestsellers one day and I believe her so. However, Angus and Rory think otherwise. They think that he’s wasting his life away in that dreary room and that I’m a ninny for believing everything that Mama says. I think not, besides Father must have a good reason for locking himself away with his work. He was working hard to earn a living and feed the family.

Mama is always right, no matter what my brothers are bound to say.

Diary, I feel bad for wishing I was anywhere else but here.

It's not about Effie, or Mama doting on her... it might be partly the reason, but not entirely. I know I shouldn’t think that but I’m somewhat glad I’m only staying home for 2 weeks.  Besides, I know I'll only be a burden to Mama and Father. Even Angus and Rory would be tired of my presence, sooner or later.

So...I’m definitely looking forward to Summer Camp. It’s my first in 4 years in Hogwarts, so I’m really excited.

I suppose.

Sometimes I do question why I feel this way. Is it because I no longer feel needed? No longer the family’s favourite? No longer Mama’s darling girl? Oh, posh. That’s got to be nonsense.

I’m not jealous of Effie. Not really.

She’s the sweetest person on Earth. Hers is the loveliest face I’ve ever seen, though it’s funny that she has yet to grow a full head of hair. Currently, she has one shiny clump on the top of her head. She coos at me whenever I come to look after her. It feels nice when she wraps her tiny fingers around my thumb and for some reason, I feel protective.

I know I cannot hate my own sister. Although, I wish that she wouldn’t hog Mama’s attention all to herself.

I love Mama. Father, too.

I do wonder sometimes, though, if my magical abilities have ever bothered my family. I don’t any difference in the way that they treat me ever since they found out, four years ago. They were somewhat accepting, I suppose. Mama said it was a ‘blessing’ from above. If that were true, I wish that someone would take them back so I could be normal, like them.

Father seemed fascinated, or horrified – I’m not sure-  for one moment, mumbled something incomprehensible before retreating back into his coop. My brothers, however, seemed excited that I could do ‘real’ magic and begged me to turn leaves into bank notes so we could be rich. They were being silly, of course.

Magic is not all that bad, at all, I believe. Sometimes though, it feels like a burden. I could probably do well without it. Even if I did, I’d miss school and the friends I’ve made there. Of course, there’d be some things I won’t miss at all. Like the name-calling and bullying.

Muggles, most of my Pureblood classmates would call them, a derogatory term for non-magic people. Mudblood smarted even more. It wasn’t like it’s our fault for being this way. I’ve never really asked for these powers. So, they shouldn’t judge us so harshly... but it isn’t like I could tell them that. It’s worth a try, isn’t it?

Nevertheless, I feel somewhat better now that I've let it out, and the fact that I’m attending Hogwarts.

At least someone understands.

P.S.
Mama says that my asthma is getting better, milder.

I really hope so, too.

Love,
Sera




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

House Request: Hufflepuff, please!  I believe that her personality would place her at the mercy of her peers if she were to be placed in any other house.

Personality:

Soft-hearted, kind and caring, Sera is an optimist who sees the good in every person she might encounter. She is a whimsical person, with a little bit of odd mixed in, at times. Sera can be brutally honest, she can be blunt with someone, when she feels like it.

Some people may say that she is too happy-go-lucky for her own good, and that her optimism may have some disadvantages, like not being able to see the bigger picture of a situation, or failing to understand someone’s views.Acquaintances may find that trait annoying, which might hinder her from making any friends.

On the downside, Sera is timid and quite naïve, at that. Due to the fact that she trusts people openly, her gullible personality might cause her to be easily taken advantage of. Generally, she’s easily cowed by things that are out of her comfort zone (e.g. breaking the rules, etc), though she has her brave moments, when and if her confidence allows it. Also, she can get extremely moody when that ‘time of the month’ comes. Nobody should dare to approach at this time.

Jealousy is one of her major flaws. Growing up in a muggle environment, especially a sheltered one, can result in insecurity. Being Sera, used to the comforts of her muggle life, finds it hard to measure up to people in general. Unfortunately, her optimism does not apply to her personal outlook in life. She has doubts about her self-worth. Being the only daughter (until Effie came along), Sera is used to being pampered by her doting mother. Naturally, she feels threatened and that thinks that she might not be good enough to be her mum’s favourite girl anymore.

Likes: Painting, Crochet, Cross-Stitching,  Asking questions, Sticking by the rules, Adores her mother
Dislikes:  Fighting, Uncomfortable situations, Chauvinism, Lies, her mild asthma
 

Appearance:

Serafina’s looks are a little more than average, enough to be described as attractive, perhaps. She has a pale complexion, with a smattering of freckles on the bridge of her nose. Her hair is a long, rich dark brown which is slightly wavy. The colour of her eyes is a hue in between gray and green, with speckles of hazel near the pupil. The girl is slim and stands at 5 foot 9. Her most notable feature might be her two front teeth, one of which is slightly crooked.


→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Response to option 1:

Sera has been watching him for quite some time now, she could only hope that he didn’t notice her staring.

The boy, who seemed thoroughly upset with himself, was turning a deeper shade of red with every second that passed by. Sera couldn’t help but notice how miserable he looked right then.

The girl tilted her head to the side as she pushed her mashed potatoes around her plate, looking up every now and then to smile at the jokes made by her housemates.

“You see that bloke? I mean, man, he’d certainly botched it up, now, didn’t he?” Sera’s smile dropped at that comment, turning to hear more. The speaker was an older housemate was gesturing animatedly over at the next table, a manic grin on his face.

“I mean, that’s got to be the worst Quidditch move in centuries, mates. Utterly horrible!”

Drowning out the hushed, excited whispers, the brunette turned to look over at the other table , just to see how the boy fared. He must have been the notorious boy who’d supposedly dropped his Quaffle, causing his house to lose. Or at least that’s what the rumour mill kept circulating around. Still, he didn’t deserve so much humiliation. Sera reckoned he must be tired of it.

With a frown on her face, the 15 year-old bit her lip as she rose up from her table, hazel- green eyes pinpointing the speaker.

“Stop saying bad things about him. He’s embarrassed enough as it is.” Without sparing her fellow housemate a glance, Sera got up and walked away from her table, wanting to speak to that miserable-looking boy.

Sera spied him walking towards the exit, and as quickly as her legs would take her, she tried to catch up. Maybe she could talk some sense into him, offer a comforting word or two, anything to make the lad feel better.

“Oi, wait up!” hollered Sera.

"WHAT! Haven't you ever seen a loser before? Why don't you just take a picture!"

Oh, my.

“Calm down. It’s alright, I’m not here to spite you.” Sera approached the boy carefully, holding her hands up in a gesture of surrender.

“I thought you could use some company.”

Sera tried a smile, earnestly hoping he’d regain his composure and maybe, just for a second, she thought he did.

“You mustn’t think about the things they say, alright? It’s nothing but nonsense.”

Even so, that was what she thought. She couldn’t possibly understand what the boy was going through. At least, she cared enough to try, right?


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[Meriwether Throckmorton]

Miss McAllister,

Congratulations, your application to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been accepted.

Term begins 01 September 2012. Currently, students have gathered at the Summer Campus. Your admission is joint for both the school and the summer campus, and we encourage you to spend your summer there. Should you choose, you may also visit our Elsewhere board via the Floo Network to visit or purchase school supplies. We look forward to seeing you at the Castle.

Regards,

Ghost of Ravenclaw