Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Ophelia Marie Stormcloak.
Gender: Female.
Age: 21.

Education: 
Hogwarts ~ Slytherin Graduate.

Residence:
Stormcloak Estate,
Ottery St. Catchpole,
Devon, England,
United Kingdom.

Occupation:**If you are planning to work at St. Mungo's, please fill out the St. Mungo's application here instead.
Unemployed

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?
N/a.

Requested Magic Levels: (see here on how to do this)
If you want levels above the usual 32 total, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

• Charms: 10
• Transfiguration: 9
• Divination: 7
• Summoning: 6

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
N/a.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Owen Stevens, Faye E. Reinhardt, Lucas Monroe, Garrett James Black, Vienna McCarthy and Henrietta Deluise.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
The term "Pureblood Princess" is the first thing you can think when Ophelia Stormcloak opens her mouth. She is loud, obnoxious, rude, disrespectful, proud, elitist and incredibly snobby.

Sucking on a silver spoon from birth, Ophelia has led a very glamorous lifestyle. Maids to tidy up after her, cooks to prepare her meals, private tutors to better her knowledge of magic, a stately home and miles of land owned by her father that impressed her friends... her life was planned out for her. She was an only child, just as her father was, which meant that she was the heiress of the estate and all of her father's riches. Never having a mother hadn't affected her, in fact it just made her more driven. She knew it was unladylike to marry and then abandon your husband after childbirth and she was determined to be a very successful pureblood wife and mother one day.

During her time at Hogwarts, she had been the talk of the school. She was glamorous, smart and pretty. All of the boys wanted her and all of the girls wanted to be her. She was hated by many, but loved by more. On the surface, she was sweet and kind, friendly to all and not evil in the slightest, whereas underneath her shiny exterior was a heart of stone and an ugly personality. She was terribly vain and elitist and she despised halfbreeds and mudbloods alike. Nobody discovered this until after her graduation, when they saw the real pureblood princess come to the surface. She was mean, she was evil. She was the devil incarnate to any who questioned her beliefs and revenge was something she took pleasure in exacting.

She never felt the need to get a job, seeing as she was rich beyond imagination and one day, when her dear father was gone, she would be lady of the Stormcloak Estate and keeper of her family's fortune. She would already have wealth, so why would she ever need to work? She was perfectly happy the way she was.

Roleplay: (If you are requesting Exceptional levels - above 32 total - please respond to the roleplay and questions here instead)
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:
The sounds of glasses clinking and elegant pureblood aristocrats mingling could be heard throughout the town hall. This was a celebration like no other, a party held in appreciation of the Blood Census forgery trials. Word had spread that, one by one, mudbloods were being discovered lying on the Blood Census and being locked away in Azkaban. Ophelia was pleased by the action the Wizengamot was taking, locking away the lying vermin and throwing away the key.

The music was playing to a steady beat as she was whisked around the dance floor by several suitors that her father had chosen. All of them were admirable dancers and were well-spoken and genuinely pureblooded. They were all of the correct caliber to be associated with her in such a way, but they were all missing something and she couldn't quite put her finger on what it was.

The Stormcloak heiress didn't have any time to think about it either, as an intruder had made her way into the hall and right up to her, raving on about being lost. Snot nosed little brat, barging in here and disturbing her lovely party. The girl looked vile and she didn't want that sort of vermin around her guests. As the foul little creature opened it's mouth and began to spew out words, Ophelia raised her hand and interrupted, unable to stand listening to this insufferable brat any longer.

"I'm lost and it's dark and I -"

"No, do not speak. How dare you march in here and disturb this event. You must leave here at once. You aren't welcome here and neither is that disgusting creature in your arms." she scolded the child, glaring at her with such hatred, it could freeze your soul.

"He -"

"NO! No words! Leave here at once. GET OUT!" she screeched out, her voice so high pitched, it was surprising that she didn't shatter any champagne glasses. Luckily, the music was louder than before as it entered a new symphony, which camouflaged her screeches from the guests, leaving them unaware of the situation that was going on.

Nothing was going to disturb her lovely party. Especially not this little girl.

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