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Archived Applications / Hermes St. Oswald || Potions
« on: 31/03/2016 at 23:23 »

Character name: Hermes I R St. Oswald

Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: Thomas Ellwood-Luxe, Newt Fortescue, Maxmillian Morgenstern, Camila-Valentina Hervás & Zander Kota

Character age: Twenty-Nine

Character education: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry - Gryffindor (11 - 18)
                           Beauxbatons Academy of Magic (6 - 11)

Strength and weaknesses (details please):
Strengths;- Hermes is a driven person, he is driven by the need to fulfill the purpose of life. During his years at Hogwarts, he was always striving to be the best, to the best possible version of himself that there could be. He wanted to be the honourable man, the gentlemen, the brave soul that helped in times of need, he was driven by fulfilling everyday as if it was his last.

Being an ambitious person, he is outgoing, wanting to strive for the best and so he tends to be somewhat talkative, always wanting to get to know people, what drives them,what makes them want to achieve. I think that this is a trait that can be used well within the teaching profession as he is likely to get to know all the students, and is there for when anyone might want to turn to him in times of need. He’s kind, caring and there for people.

Weaknesses;- Not everyone is perfect, and so Hermes has several faults. He’s not the best, he often can be found reading up books, continuingly learning how to become a better person. Perhaps this need to perfection can sometimes sway his judgement, often within himself rather than in connection with other people. Even though this is a weakness, he would more than likely strive to keep personal life private and not letting it get in the way of teaching life.

Physical description: Hermes is the picture of gentlemen. He has the cheekbones, the refined jawline; everything a handsome gentlemen should be. He can often be found wearing suits, as this asserts his authority, and it has been his choice of clothing ever since leaving Hogwarts when in public, for he doesn’t just represent himself, he represents his family, and so he must be seen to be smart and respectable by other witches and wizards.

Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.): Often Hermes has various tales to tell, he is a rather talkative person who can always be found wearing a smile. He cannot be seen upset, or crying for this is a sign of weakness and with his conditional training, no one can see him as being weak. However, when Hermes is angry, many people will notice it, with the constant knitted together eyebrows, and a somewhat scowl. He will not take this out on anybody, he will leave it until he is on his own and privately deal with his feelings.

Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: He never wanted to be a teacher in his adolescent years when he was deciding what career to choose. From his pureblood family, he ultimately fell down the route of politics, and so his grandfather declared him the family representative within the Wizengamot. What made him want to teach was the feeling he got when he helped several apprentices within the Ministry. He felt the sense of fulfillment, and so when the position of potions master came up, he applied, potions being his best subject when he was at school. 

Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.):
Hermes Ignatius Robert St.Oswald was born into the The Most Ancient House of St.Oswald, a family that has origins in France, having traveled to England with William The Conquer. It was through this loyalty and support that the family was given land, where the now infamous Highcove Palace now stands, the official residence of his grandfather, the head of the St.Oswald family. Hermes was born the eldest of twins, having arrived into the world ten minutes before his twin brother, Poseidon Armando William St.Oswald, they were born severely premature, their mother only being five months through the pregnancy. Being the eldest of his siblings who were to come along in the following years, he was risen as heir to the families fortune, estate and status in the Wizarding World, the family having accumulated more land, and more money through the ages.
His parents, Adelaide and Pierre raised their four children, Hermes, Poseidon, Albert (Charles Ares), Elizabeth (Sofia Athena) in Greenwich Lodge, a modest stately home in the heart of London. They lived a quiet life, his father working within the Ministry, being close friend to the Minister for Magic, his mother staying at home, running the house as a wife would. It wasn't until his fifth birthday that both him and Poseidon received a letter from Beauxbatons Academy for Magic where they would attend for the best part of their early childhood. It being tradition that St.Oswald children went to Beauxbatons, to make them ever known of their history and ancestry. The entire family moved to the Chateau near the school, where the young children would visit on weekends and through holidays, Hermes always said that was a highlight of his life so far.

The boys would return home to Great Britain ahead of their eleventh birthday where they would receive a second letter asking them to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. When at Hogwarts, Hermes was sorted into Gryffindor, befriending Xavier Donaldson and Nike Parkinson. Being a boy, he would often get into trouble, late homework's, fights in the corridor resulting in detentions and telling offs from his parents, even a strongly worded letter from his grandfather. It wasn't until his fifth year when he found that he wanted to work in the Ministry, having taken a trip there for a careers day. He soon fell in love with the idea of the Wizengamot and government, he probably had a slight power issue, wanting more but with self-help he would see that he wanted to make change rather than for power.

(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.)

It was the largest office in Hogwarts and, perhaps to students and newcomers, the most intimidating. The shelves were filled with various odds and ends, with a place of honor for the Sorting Hat, and the walls held all the portraits of past Headmasters and Headmistresses.

In the middle of the room sat a large desk. Everything was in order, for the current occupant had always despised a messy desk. It was the sign of a messy mind, and she had always favored neatness.

A clock sat on the desk, which currently showed the time to be 2:05. The meeting was supposed to begin at 2:00 precisely.

Along with order, Anneka valued punctuality. She was a very busy woman these days. Even during the summer, she had a number of matters to attend to. Interviewing and hiring staff was only of those matters. The newest potential member of her staff wasn't making a good impression.

She paced the room, black heels clicking against the stone floor. When the door finally opened, Anneka turned, her expression reminiscent of a Russian winter. "You are late."

Explain yourself was what her face said.

Roleplay Response:
Hermes carried his usual black briefcase as he marched down the echoing corridors of Hogwarts. It had been ten years since he had wandered through these halls, with their incredibly high ceilings, their sandy coloured stones, most of them adorned with various portraits that were impressive. Many called out his name as he passed, which was quite humorous for him as he had not been here in so long. His lips curled upwards, his fingers nimbly fixing the buttons of his suit jacket. He was running late; he knew he was for he could not find the papers he needed, so now he knew he had something to do to get himself back into the Headmistresses good books.

Walking through the somewhat eerie halls of Hogwarts was memorable, he could remember the vast activities he’d gotten up to. Quidditch, spending most of his time in the hospital wing afterwards, the odd snog in a broom cupboard, it all started flowing back to him as he smiled. Then, he was ultimately greeted by the famous curling staircase to the Headmaster's office, he would be lying if he said that he had not once been in the office for miscellaneous activities. He could still remember the stern look on Professor Birch’s face when he had to explain why he and Miss Miller were caught in that broom cupboard.

Smile rampant on his face, appearing to be confident with everything he was doing; for there was something within him that was causing his heart to beat loudly; whether that be nerves, or the thought of being in that office again, he knocked on the door. Waiting for the response, he did not need to open the door himself, as it swung open of its own accord, and there she stood; Headmistress Anneka Ivanova. She stood with a presence that demanded respect; respect in which he gave, hoping she would too in return.

“I must express my immediate apologies, Headmistress” He spoke, chest somewhat puffed as he tried to appear as confident as he could be. “I did not mean to be late, I hope that you can find it within you to not use this as a means of dispelling me, it is a position that I would very much be honoured to behold”

Archived Applications / Thomas Ellwood-Luxe
« on: 22/12/2015 at 22:02 »

Application for Hogwarts School


Name: Thomas Flavian Scorpius Ellwood-Luxe

Birthday: 14th February 1930 

Hometown: Merthyr Tydfil

Bloodline: Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning

Magical Weakness (pick one): Transfiguration

Year (pick two): Sixth Year / Seventh Year

It was a rather murky, dull February morning in which Thomas was welcomed into the world, in what was expected to be a day full of love, or crushes and flirting, it was quite the opposite with wind pounding the walls, rain bouncing off the window panes. However inside; by the warmth of the fire, Holly was screaming as she gave birth to her little boy, whom they named Thomas Flavian Scorpius Ellwood-Luxe, names that honored their ancestors. The family seat, Llanwyth Court was swarmed with love, as the young bundle let out his first screams, and suckled his mothers milk, a rather modern move in a rather eccentric family. Holly wanted to be a more hands on mother than her predecessors, however, it would not stop the family from adding a wet nurse and nanny into the household. 
Thomas was raised as any pureblood, with the tender care and watchful eye of his parents, who held great expectations for him. At the time of his birth, Apollinarius was head of the main branch, and as such he met him at whole family gatherings, however Thomas would not remember him in his teenage years, only that he had given Thomas a signet ring on his third birthday. It was Marcellus however that he remembered the most about, especially during his younger years, he considered Marcellus of being his first friend. Upon his death when he was just eight years old, he refused to eat his food for two days, 'he missed Cell (his nickname for Marcellus) - I want Cell to come back'. Eventually, his grandfather finally got him to eat once more, Christophe having taken him out for the day, visiting the fair that was in town.
Ultimately, he took after his father, once Cell had passed away, Thomas needed someone to latch on to for guidance, this time he chose his father. Rafael taught his son, he taught him the duties of family, how to choose the right friends, to always have ambitions, to be brave, to conquer the world before it conquered you, and it was through this guidance that got Thomas sorted into Slytherin upon his arrival at Hogwarts. In his younger years at Hogwarts, he made friends that his father approved of, he attended lessons as was rules, even though he didn't quite understand most of what was said. Even though he struggled, he excelled in Conjuring and Summoning, though did particularly bad in Transfiguration. He also developed a love for Quidditch, taking a liking to flying. 

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

House Request: Slytherin.

Personality: Outgoing. Bashful. Ambitious. Brave. Clever. Cunning. Flirtatious.

Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Option 1

The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.

A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.

The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.

Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.

Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.

If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.

Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.

"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.


Thomas leaned back against the leather seat, arms spread along the spine as he lay his head back against the plush leather that was cool to the touch. Most mornings he would mind this, but at this time of the day, in the late afternoon after a busy day of running around, messing and play fighting (yes, he still did that, what you going to do, sue?), he welcomed the cool leather that managed to kiss his skin gently, his deep green and silver stripped tie on the seat next to him.

He just wanted peace. All he wanted to do was to rest, to perhaps close his eyes, have a nap in time for supper where he would be very much up to the task of eating, as well as a bit of casual flirting with Emilia. He let out a rather audible sigh as he heard the echoing of a voice, it was of high-pitch, a lost first year he supposed, it was upon this realization that he smirked, he could have some fun with this. He hoped from the seat, hurrying up to the door where he peered out of the already opened door, and there was the first year, screeching out the infamous Emma Birch's name. This lioness had strayed  from her den. It would make the entire affair much more hilarious.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

Thomas tried to put on his most feminine voice, but it did not seem to work, however, he hoped it would instill enough fear for the girl to remain scared. "It is she!" He spoke, holding back a chuckle as he went on. "Do not take another step forward. What does she before me want?"

Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): Hermes St.Oswald, Gellert Vulchanova, Newt Fortescue(?)

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