Post by ALEXANDRIA LEIGH NOTT on Dec 20, 2012 23:38:05 GMT
alexandria leigh nott
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full name: alexandria leigh nott
age: fifteen
year: fifth
birthday: june 15
blood line: pureblood
occupation: student
former / house: ravenclaw
Hello, and yes, my name is Alexandria. Alexandria Nott. I prefer being called Alex, though. The only people that can ever get away with calling me Alexandria are my parents. Not even my older brother can call me that without getting hexed. Unless you’re a complete stranger of course, but even then, that’ll be fixed. So, please, just Alex.
And I'm holding my wand. It's rather sturdy and made of Yew wood. It's twelve and one quarter inches long. It has a dragon heartstring and ashwinder eggshell core mix. A bit simple, but I like it.
Very well, Alex. How would you describe you appearance?[/color]
Well, I have blonde hair. My eyes are green, though at times they may not seem like it. They are. I'm around 5 foot 3 and a half. And yes, that half does count. I'm still growing though, so that's going to change. I have a rather lithe and slender body, almost petite. I'm not telling you my weight, otherwise I'd curse you to oblivion.
Now that we've got a visual, let's get to know you. What are things that you like?
That’s relatively simple, I suppose. I like learning and one would call me a bookworm since I do like reading. I won’t deny it, but really, I don’t care what you call me. I also like Quidditch very much, my father had taught me, you see. I also play as Chaser for my team. Another thing I like would be quiet. I’m not much of a social person, so peace and quiet really is just the thing for me. I don’t mind small crowds, but I really do prefer quiet. It shows in my friends too, since most of them aren’t loud mouthed or anything. I’ve grown up around the piano, so I love listening to someone play it. I also know how to play it, and I find it relaxing.
The thing I really adore would be winter. I absolutely love the snow and the cold weather for some reason or another. It always looks nice and I like how the cold feels. It’s just a quirk I suppose. I also enjoy the dark. I was never really afraid of it, and the nighttime is positively beautiful to me. I particularly like staying outside at night and stargazing. I guess cloud gazing is close enough, but I prefer the stars anyways. I’m a night-owl. Challenges are also something that I enjoy. I don’t like things that are easy, it’s too simple for my liking. Challenges, of course, challenge me. I also enjoy spending time with my family. I love them, but I like hanging out with my brother the most. Probably because I’ve always been around him.
Really now? Well, what about the things you don’t like?
Well, this may take a while because I find I don’t like many things. First of all, I really don’t like gossip. I may be a girl, but I’m not mindless unlike half the population here. It’s very disconcerting hanging out with half the girls in Hogwarts. All they know how to do is gossip. I find it annoying and a waste of time, breath and energy. Don’t think you can get away with taunting me or mocking me. I don’t take well to that kind of stuff. I may not be a talker, but I’m told I have a sharp tongue. I’m also in Ravenclaw, so don’t antagonize me, or treat me like a child.
Stereotypes are also something that annoys me greatly. People think just because I’m in Ravenclaw and I don’t talk to you means that I’m a stuck up priss or something. Well, I just don’t like talking period. I’m not a priss, and I can most definitely beat your arse to London and back. So don’t put me in with any group until you actually know me. Even then, I wouldn’t advise it. I also don’t like noise. It’s loud, obnoxious and positively aggravating. Especially when it’s a person. Even more so when it’s a big crowd. That’s one of the reasons I avoid them. Loud noise gives me a headache and puts me on edge. I tend to be very…tempermental when I’m on edge, or so I’ve been told.
I really don’t like the heat either. It’s more difficult to cool down than it is to warm up. It’s just a hastle to be in the heat. Besides, it’s a fact that people get more tempermental in the heat as well. Not a good thing for me. And if you dare insult me or my family, then good luck to you. Especially if you insult my older brother and sister. Oh, and I’ll give you one more. I don’t like when people think they can tell me what to do. I’m not a fan of being bossed around unless it’s by someone I really like. Like my family. Or respect, like most the professors here at Hogwarts. Anyone else, and don’t think I won’t make it hard on you, because I will. I can go on, but I think I’ll just stop there. You should have gotten the gist of the things I don’t like.
Yup, got it. So, how about any secrets?
Secrets? As in, my secrets? Why would I want to tell you that? Well, fine. I don’t want anyone to know, so if they do, I’m going to come after you and bring along my dear siblings with me. I have a lot of secrets. I’m not an open person and like to keep things to myself. But I’ll give you…three. Just three of my many. The others…well, you can find out at a later time, I guess. I’ll tell you now, though, it’s unlikely. It may happen, but I wouldn’t hold my breath for it.
So, here it goes. I like to sing. There, I said it. Any songs that I would like, I like to sing along to. I’ll never sing in front of an audience, even if it’s just one person. It’s something I do alone. Sometimes I end up humming, but thankfully no one has caught me yet. It’s not embarrassing, but I’ve just never had a reason to tell anyone. So, unless they find out, it’s remaining a secret. Along with singing, I find that dancing is…fun. Not the classic ballroom dance that I’ve been learning since I was young, but just…dancing. Again, unless someone finds out, this will remain a secret.
Now, my last one that I’m going to tell you would probably be that, even though I may be cold and everything, I am rather sensitive and somewhat timid. I know, I really don’t like it, but I am what I am. No one must know about this. I don’t want to be sensitive, but I can’t help it. I don’t want to be timid, but it’s not my fault. At least I can hide how I feel until I’m alone, otherwise this really wouldn’t be much of a secret. As I’ve said before, this is all the secrets I’m telling you, though I have many more. What can I say, I’m rather untrusting and very secretive. I’ve already told you three, so don’t push you luck.
Understood. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. What are yours?
Well, my strengths probably are my intelligence. I was sorted into Ravenclaw house for a reason, you know. I guess my wit would be included in that. I’m rather quick at learning, and I really like to learn, so that’s where my intelligence comes from if you’d like to know. The books help too. My best class would probably be Defense, or Charms. Either one, I guess. Another of my strengths would be that I’m perceptive. I tend to notice a lot of things. Perceptive, and Observant. Together, I guess it could be my second greatest strength. Even though I may be sensitive, I’m rather confident. I know who I am and I accept it. So, don’t tell me what you think because I don’t care. But that’s about it. Any other strengths I have…I’m not sure. Maybe you’ll find out later.
As for my weakness, well, no one likes knowing they are weak. It’s an absolutely horrid feeling, being weak. But, if I must. Being so secretive and untrusting is a weakness. It leaves me alone and holding in much more than is good for my health, but I can’t help it. It’s more of a weakness in my social life though, not that I care too much for it anyways. I guess I’m a little dependent on my brother. A lot of my life has to do with him, and I absolutely love him. Adore him really. At least, more so than my parents or sister. But they know that, and I still love them all the same. I don’t want to talk about any of my other weaknesses, I don’t like it. Feeling weak, that is. I know what my weaknesses are and that’s good enough.
Ok, a bit of a touchy topic there, but that’s ok. So, you mention your family a lot. Tell us more about them.
Well, my parents are Lucas and Andrea Nott. I adore them. I have two older siblings. The eldest is my sister, she’s in Slytherin and is in her last year of Hogwarts. Her name is Aralynn. My brother, Adrian, is a year younger than her and older than me. He’s a Slytherin too. I’m the only Ravenclaw in the family, but that’s alright. They accepted it, especially since Ravenclaw is the house where those of wit and intelligence go. I adore my sister, but I adore my brother just a bit more. So, yes, I’m the baby of the family.
Sounds like a close family. So, how would they, or anyone else, describe you?
Well, this is a bit complicated. But, I’ll just list the traits: reserved, indifferent, stoic, quiet, intelligent, sarcastic, cold, observant, frightening when angry, and a bit tempermental at times. But I can control my temper quite well. I guess in a nutshell, that’s me. I’ve never been a social butterfly, so it quite fits. I tend to hide how I feel with an indifferent expression on, or maybe just act cold and mean. If I do say so myself, I’m a regal person too. I think this comes from how I grew up. Though, when I think about it, most of these words are part of the regal character.
Oh? Interesting, very interesting. Well, you mentioned this was because of how you grew up. What is your past?
My past? Well, I’m not much of a…well, of an openly sentimental person, so I’ll keep this nice and short. I was born on June 15, to Vincent and Andrea Nott. I had an older sister that was two and an older brother that was one at the time. My father usually worked while my mom took care of us. But father would always come home in time for read me - us - a bedtime story. If I had to choose a second favorite, it would be my father. So, yes, my favorite people in my family are the boys. I just tended to be around them more often than with my mother or sister. Maybe it was because I was never a fan of housework and cooking, and that’s what my mother was mostly doing. My sister was a typical young girl. I wasn’t. And well, that was that.
My father was the one who first took me outside to stargaze. I remember, because it was one of the best memories of my life. Don’t ask me what my worst was, I wouldn’t tell you. I guess it was then that I began to prefer spending time with father than anyone else. My older brother was the next closest thing in my mind, since he was a boy too. And, having father work most the day, I’d spend it following and hanging out with my brother. That’s where my favoritism came in I suppose. Not that I mind. My mother began to teach us how to classically dance. Ballroom style. It wasn’t the best, but it certainly wasn’t the worst. Especially is your watching your less than graceful sibling learn. Very humorous. After that, she’d sit by the piano and just play. I’d love to sit right next to hear and listen to her play. It was one of the things we shared together. She was the one who taught me how to play, and I’d play it everyday before father came home. When I got it right, I played for him. Hearing his praise was one of the best things in the world at that time. It still is.
I’ve had my moments with my sister as well. Though I spend most of my time with my brother, I had some time with my sister. We used to go out into the gardens and just sit there and talk. Yeah, it seems pretty boring, but we’d talk about everything. What we wanted to be when we grew up. What we thought father was doing at the time. Who we wanted to marry when we grew up. At the tender ages of seven and five, just sitting down and talking was a treat. We got to know each other much better than before. I loved it.
As you can probably tell, I was a pretty intellectual girl to begin with. Always wanting to learn, always reading a book. I had to be coerced into learning how to fly by my brother and father. But, I’m glad I did, otherwise I wouldn’t be playing Quidditch now. Another thing I shared with the two. Family is a lot to me, and I adore them all. Probably obvious though, but I don’t say things like that often, so it only shows just how much they mean to me.
When I first went into Hogwarts, I thought I was going to be placed into Slytherin, like my siblings. In fact, I wanted to be placed with them. The thought of being separated by houses, it was scary to me. I remember when the hat called out Ravenclaw just seconds after being placed on my head I felt a rush of despair. I thought they wouldn’t want anything to do with me. But, low and behold, they still loved me. Yes, they were a bit upset, but they were rather glad I ended up in Ravenclaw if not in Slytherin. Same with me parents. Even if I was in another house, I tended to drift towards the Slytherins more anyways. I also hung around my brother and his friends when I wasn’t in the library or Great Hall or something. Sometimes I’d sit with the Slytherins though, just to eat with my siblings again.
Well, that’s my past in a nutshell. Not much has happened since first year. I mean, I’ve made a couple of friends in different houses, but I tend to be found either in the library or around my dearest brother. And that’s all I’m going to tell you.
Alright! Thanks for the interview! Any last comments?
No. Just a reminder though, most of this stays between us. I’m not an open person, so unless it’s general knowledge about my life, I’d rather not be hearing this going around, got it? I may not be in Slytherin, but I’m told I can be rather vindictive when I choose to be.
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alias: Leia
gender: female
rp sample: Marcus Flint wasn’t one for words. In fact, many thought he wasn’t exactly a people person. And he wasn’t, not really. That didn’t mean he was unintelligent, unlike some people thought. In fact, he was quite intelligent, but it was more on the down low. His peers figured that since he always hid his grades and never told anyone what he got, that it was a horrible grade and that he was just passing. What they didn’t know was that he just didn’t feel the need for people to see his grade due to their own curiosity. He was an exceptional student, but he didn’t brag about it. In fact, he let people think he was rather daft. It would work to his advantage anyways. He would make sure of that.
Not many people realized Marcus allowed the rumors and gossip to run for that reason. They just supposed since he did nothing that it was the truth. Most especially since he didn't work when people were around him. He never really got anything done when people were around because no matter how quiet or inconspicuous they were, Marcus always found something that bothered him. Whether it was their insistent popping of gum or how they held a quill; if he found something that bothered him, he couldn’t do his work.
Another reason why so many people thought he wasn’t very smart. Those who have sat with him in the past had something bothersome about them, and they confused his lack of work with a lack of comprehension. He understood it completely, but low and behold, they never thought that they themselves were the reason as to why he wasn’t working. Idiots. He always wondered whether or not people actually noticed him working when he was alone, and before they went to sit with him. Apparently, they hadn’t. So, Marcus decided to play the large idiot in Slytherin. Most of his fellow Slytherins believed that, except his rather close friends. Like Adrian, whom was like a brother to Marcus. It didn’t bother him though. Not many things did, but when they did, he didn’t show it, unless he was working. So, nothing may as well not bother him.
He knew the main reason why people thought he was stupid was because he had to re-do his last year. They thought it was because he didn't do good enough on his NEWTs or flunked all of his classes. Marcus actually passed all his classes and he did rather well on the NEWTs he took. Nothing like how Golden Girl Granger would have done, but well enough. He was around average or better. He had stayed behind his last year for a couple of reasons.
He wasn't a dark wizard, contrary to what his - improved - appearance may make it seem. It was planned that when he graduated, Marcus would receive the Dark Mark, and he didn't want that. Especially something marking him as a servant. If any of the rumors about him were right, then it was the ones about him beating people up and hating being told what to do. He wasn't a follower. Being Captain of the team was example of that.
Speaking of which, Marcus was currently waiting for his team to show up. A few had came early, some one time, and they were currently waiting on the stragglers. A sneer came to his face as he looked at the stragglers coming in. He liked Quidditch; another reason he stayed back. To finish off his year with the Quidditch Cup. That, and to graduate Hogwarts with his brother in all but blood, Adrian Pucey. As the last of the stragglers came in, to who he gave a dark glare, Marcus turned towards his team and began his usual game speech. Slytherin was taking the Quidditch Cup this year. Marcus would make sure of that.
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