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Archived Applications / Alfrida Darwin — Reapplication
« on: 27/12/2016 at 01:35 »Application for Hogwarts School
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Name: Alfrida Sunneva Darwin
Birthday: August 16th
Hometown: Derbyshire, England
Bloodline: Muggleborn
Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): Third year pls, as this is the year she would be going into if I hadn't forgot to post she was returning to the castle heh. If not, second year.
Biography:
The elders could stare at her all they wanted, Alfrida was not going to eat her brussel sprouts. Or her broccoli. Green vegetables were the horriblest (if that were even a word) and every evening there was a long and tedious war where she kept behind after dinner until she finished her food, along with the other children who didn’t care for the nasty, squishy, tree looking abominations that were constantly forced down their throats.
Even the smell of them made her gag.
And she didn’t see why she couldn’t have extra potatoes instead, or better yet, extra dessert. Then perhaps she’d consider eating all of her food instead of sneaking it upstairs to give to Diana, the runt from a litter of kittens birthed on the manor grounds. She may have been small, a little ugly too, but Alfie fully insisted on making it hers and then she'd never have to eat her vegetables again.
“Layla..” The girl Alfrida was hissing to was in fact called Lei-Li, but she liked the nickname just fine, “Will you eat my sprouts?”
Bright blue eyes gleamed with hope as she begun to slide her half filled plate across the table, not really allowing the girl to make a decision. Alfie even blinked a couple of times, fluttering her eyelashes as if that would make the decision any easier but whilst staring down the girl, she failed to notice the shadow cast down on them both from behind.
It could only really be one person and once the stern voice cut through the sudden silence, an unapologetically blatant huff escaped her before accepting her fate once again.
an hour later
There were 12 of them, all sat together in a line with their plates in front of them whilst being watched from a far. The children couldn't see them, but they could feel them, and that was enough to keep them somewhat quiet whilst they tried to force the rest of their dinner down their throats.
Perhaps it was a little severe, but the elders insisted it was for their own good and spoke of vitamins and minerals along with the strength and stamina it would give them. Alfrida didn't care and it was as plain as day on her face, however she nodded and agreed to what was said anyway as it was better than getting in even more trouble. She didn't want to spend a day in the library with Miss...Miss... Miss something she could never pronounce, who was even more bossy than she was.
And not only that, she ate liquorice so often her teeth were almost always black.
Alfie prodded a green stalk with the tines of her fork, her lips pursed in disgust as she continued to put off eating what she should have already. Some were stubborn like her, but others had already given in which called for whispered taunts and insults before the rest of them continued with their strike. On her left was Galileo, a troublemaker who almost never got caught, and on her right was Xenon, a stout lad with less common sense than her best friend.
"Go on Xe, you know you wanna." She whispered, watching him as he almost finished clearing his plate, "I'll let ya' have Vesta's dessert tomorrow."
Someone sniggered but she was too busy trying to buy her way out of what she considered to be certain death. Always dramatic, but never out of ideas.
"Why can't I have yours?" His mouth was half full causing her to roll her eyes, though she tried her very best not to visibly gag despite how plain gross she and most of the girls at The Deimos Institute thought he was, "Eh?"
"Because it's mine."
She wasn't really going to give him Vivi's dessert, but saying so sounded much more believable than so easily giving up her own. Tomorrow was the fourteenth of March, making it pie day and she'd rather freeze in an Icelandic winter than let chubby next to her eat her slice lemon meringue.
Besides, if she tried hard enough, she was sure that Vivi would let him.
"She'll sing to you too if ya' like."
The group erupted in giggles then as Alfrida wiggled her brows, the Scandinavian tones of her voice teasing the boy like many did. It was a well-known fact that Vesta was tone-deaf, making her offer a deal breaker and so Xenon finished his plate and left with a scowl.
It was worth a shot, now onto the next.
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Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Hufflepuff like she was before pleaseee!
Personality: Alfrida is a Leo and she's very proud of that fact, though, it also provides an explanation for her somewhat brash personality. She is an extrovert and has ADHD, making her loud, impulsive, and restless. When she's feeling particularly fidgety, Alfrida grinds her teeth and bounces her leg. Now that she's a teenager, the people around her are often victim to her mood springs, in which she often grows snappy and intolerant and won't hesitate, perhaps more so than usual, to tell you where to stick it. She is someone with an opinion on everything and everyone, and of course, her opinions are the right ones. Despite her flaws, however, Alfrida is ultimately warm and comical, comparable to a ray of pure sunshine.
Appearance: Alfrida has always been skinny, and despite entering her teen years she is yet to fill out like one might expect. She has long platinum hair that is either worn down and allowed to fry free or in a very high pony tail which is then secured with a hair tie that is either obnoxiously bright or accompanied by a fun decoration. People often ask where's she's from due to her unique facial features, which she's incredibly expressive with and has begun to accentuate with light makeup. Though, she likes to experiment with bright lipsticks like she sees in magazines. When Alfrida is not in uniform, she dresses femininely and maintains a very casual style, which she puts far more effort into than anyone would ever expect. She can usually be found wearing yellow trainers (ones that resemble a modern Chuck Taylor) and likes to accessorise with gold jewellery.
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For a child that could navigate the stars so well, Alfrida truly lacked direction.
She had been wandering through the dungeons for twenty minutes now, first with determination but now with an absent mind as she had finally realised her escape was futile. It was undoubtedly her own fault for having been nothing but a distraction in potions, which resulted in being kept behind after class, however, she failed to realise why wanting to make friends was a bad thing.
(Sure, she had been a little loud, maybe even obnoxious, and she definitely timed her words so terribly that often she heard more often than Professor whatshername, but she meant well. That was what mattered.)
In all honesty, it wasn’t that complicated. Little Alfie just didn’t realise how many circles she had been walking in, or how many portraits she had already seen. The details didn’t stick, and everything kind of looked the same in comparison to her home in Derbyshire where there was a constant change in aura depending on where you were in the manor. She was so used to such idiosyncrasy that being somewhere considerably normal to everyone else was… unsettling.
She didn’t hate it. Really, she didn’t. She just didn’t get it.
“H-h-hello?”
If not for the eery silence of the dungeons, Alfrida wouldn’t have heard the timid sounding voice. At first she froze, questioning if she had really heard anyone at all before pulling her cardigan -- which was a tad too big -- back up onto her shoulder and following the direction she thought the voice was coming from.
And what a relief it was when she finally saw the silhouette of a fellow student.
“Hello! Is Emma Birch here?”
“Is that the dead one? Or is that the sulky lookin’ one?”
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