#fluxshipper

WAND: 11 inches, vine, phoenix feather

AMORTENTIA: Butterbeer, a warm fire, old and worn books, coffee, flannel, waves crashing on a white sand beach, chocolates, old clothes from thrift shops, spices and incense, the street after it rains,  apple cider, cigarettes, the Hogwarts express, firecrackers lighting up an ebony night.

RESIDENCE: A small flat in Diagon Alley is her home, and she’s grown to love (or at least appreciate) the floors that ache and groan with cold on brisk winter mornings and the early morning jaunts across the wood paneling to start her fireplace. A small window overlooks the shops below, the hustle and bustle is a relaxing sound by now to the witch who spends too much of her time in quiet. She needs excitement; she needs adventure…anything to keep herself out of her own head. It’s dark in there. Warm blankets cover the bed, books on everything she can get her hands on are everywhere, she’s chaotic and a mess and cramped and cooped up in the tiny one bedroom one bath flat bought with her own savings the day she turned seventeen. She thought once about moving out, but she’s rarely home anyways, and couldn’t give a damn about cleanliness. Messiness is art, and art is the air in her lungs, so she finds neither the time nor the motivation. She’d sleep on the tube if she truly needed to.

ACCENT/STYLE OF SPEECH: On the quieter side, as Teddy tends to attract more by just being than by her words. Actions speak louder after all, and she attracts enough attention to satisfy her needs without having to demand it. She’s a bit snarky at times and saccharine at others, it depends on the day and whom she’s around.  She’s no pushover, but she can’t help but have a heart of gold, in her own off-beat sort of way. A British accent is detectible, London undertones due to almost a decade of living in the city. It’d drive her parents insane, says Rita Skeeter with a knowing smile, to hear their only daughter talking like common filth. Victoire would remark it’s odd that Skeeter can possibly know common filth when she doesn’t recognize it staring her in the mirror, but Teddy doesn’t answer, instead asking for the seemingly millionth time what this interview will serve other than besmirching her name-though not in those exact words. It’s true she’s lost track of her precise impeccable grammar since moving out, but that certainly doesn’t mean she’s filth. Her words are emotional as she is, as remarkably un-bitter as only she can cling to being. Sometimes it’s like talking to a lost boy, and she’s an excellent and surprisingly warm conversationalist; despite her occasionally fierce appearance, Teddy Lupin is a witch with a heart of gold. If a heart old gold includes cursing good-naturedly every other word.

BUILD: A slender, long, lanky build. She’s on the smaller side but with long skinny legs and knobby knees that have permanently been her annoyance, as well as too-large feet that leave her tripping over dust and wobbling like a newborn foal on unsteady limbs more often than not. Exceptionally tall for a witch, as well as exceptionally skinny, it’s common for her to be told to eat more or given an extra helping at dinner. She’s hardly the beauty of her generation, but then again, when has she ever wanted to be? Beauty and physical attractiveness have never been of importance.

MANNERISMS/HABITS: Smoking, drinking, drugs, fidgeting, always wanting to be doing something and on the move. She’s a whirlwind, a mess, a mover and a shaker and a doer and a hurricane trapped in the body of a girl. She’s the namer of storms, a contradiction to her core, a girl who somehow could bring the world to its knees but manages to trip over her own feet. Bruises line her arms, ribs, and legs; moving too fast for her brain to keep up is a tragedy. She’s an eye-roller, a knuckle-cracker, a nail-polish picker and a talker with her hands. She loves space-or, rather the absence of it; she needs it to be filled. She slouches on couches, she picks at the runs in her stockings, and she’s content with nothing but imperfection, the perhaps worst habit out of the lot.

STYLE/AESTHETIC: Her style of dress has as much personality as she does, with grunge rock being her primary motivator. Beanies, flannels, leggings, oversized jeans, doc martens, military jackets, and copious amounts of eyeliner and messy hair often find their way into her rotation, but her style often changes to fit her mood. Leather jackets are common in her wardrobe, as are ripped tights underneath high-waisted shorts. She owns maybe two dresses and rarely wears them, as she feels they’re too feminine and prefers to dress more androgynously. Not only that, but she doesn’t feel comfortable being sexy. Skintight dresses, heels, lipstick, Merlin, speak of the devil. Her adoptive cousins have tried in vain to get her to become more fashionable, even if androgynous, but she stubbornly refuses. Mostly she finds herself not caring, aside from her hair and her piercings, much to her veela companions’ chagrin. Victoire’s tried to get her to dress better, but she’ll slap on a pair of Docs she bought in a muggle thrift store and call it a day. Though she was anything but poor after her parent’s heroics and the Potter’s generosity, she stopped accepting charity once she neared the end of her schooling. She knew how the wizarding world looked at her, like a spoil of war, like a child to coo over and make an example of. 

PERSONALITY; ENTHUSIASTIC / ICONOCLASTIC / CHARISMATIC / IMAGINATIVE / REBELLIOUS / ERRATIC / STUBBORN / UNAMBITIOUS

PLOT IDEAS:

An old lover. Oh, this could be interesting. Teddy's never been a lover, more of a fuck-em-and-leave-'em, so an almost lover could be, well..fascinating. She'd need someone who in a sense completed but challenged her, someone who'd see through her bullshit and would be willing to put up with the odd thoughts that popped up in her mind, someone she'd be able to take care of and who would take care of her. Teddy's not the type of person to forget love easily, nor is she able to get over a broken heart.... perhaps sparks still remain among the ashes?

Family. Family is the most important thing in Teddy's life; even if she feels she doesn't truly belong in the Wotter clan, she appreciates the sacrifices they've made for her. Give me love, give me spats, give me jealousy, give me inadequacy, give me childhood memories and adolescent struggles. Give me all of this

Unrequited love.  They swore it would be a one time thing, but well, these things don't just work out that way, do they? There's no love involved-at least by one party, but the other? Head over heals. Completely. Fuck buddies was how it started, but where it is no is the furthest thing from it.

You're my anchor.  Teddy's an outgoing girl, but most of her friends are surface-level and fit into one niche. I imagine she had maybe one or two close friends, but even they don't know it all. That's the role of this person in her life, someone she can talk to about anything or everything without fear of judgment. They're her best friend, her saving grace, and she doesn't know what she'd do without them in her life.

Misnomer. On the other hand, Teddy doesn't like getting too close to people before she shuts them out. Perhaps this person tried in vain to get close to her and she clamped up and took them out of her life entirely? Do they still talk, or is it too awkward? There are infinite possibilities. 

Anything you can think of! Teddy's a lover of people but surprisingly closed off, so any plots are wonderful plots by me! Human relationships don't  fit in neat little boxes, so if you have any ideas, lemme hear them!

d.o.b. and horoscope: 7th of April, 2003. Jaq is an Aries through and through; hot-headed, tactless, caring and brave.

ex-hogwarts house: Gryffindor

gender/pronouns: Female/she, her

sexuality: Bisexual heteroromantic

occupation: Healer-in-training and pre-med anatomy student at the nearby college. When Jaq was accepted at St. Mungo's for their prestigious residency program, she was ecstatic; she'd thought it was all she wanted. Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be the case. While fulfilling, the Healer job didn't seem to sate her curiosities about the human body and how it reacted to healing. With the help of her Uncle Dudley (without the knowledge of anyone in her family, except maybe Al), she enrolled in the nearby college as a biology student, planning to take up medicine some time in the future. Balancing the two is immensely difficult, but Jaq finally feels as if she's doing something right.

residence: A roomy flat in Southwark. It's more of one big space, really, aside from her tiny bedroom and bathroom. This is what Jaq spent most of her coming-of-age money on, and she definitely doesn't regret it. She hadn't gotten it cheap, but it hadn't been too expensive; the Muggle owner had been desperate to sell, perhaps because the streets were practically overrun by cats. Her flat is walking distance from her school campus. It's more than a little messy, but Jaq knows where everything is, and despite the seeming lack of organization, everything has its place. Her couch has housed many a visitor, whether family or schoolmate or friend,, though they have to get through all the shit Jaq refuses to throw away. 

physical appearance: Jaq has inherited a skill at Transfiguration from her namesake and grandfather; Harry often jokes that she's practically a Metamorphmagus with the way she changes her appearance so quickly. Though she's run through a couple of styles and looks, Jaq has settled for two: the first involves dreads and glasses, sometimes a nose ring. Though she could get her eyes corrected, she feels the glasses add character, so keeps her astigmatism and blurred vision. The second has a more "normal" looking Jaq, her dark hair down and contacts on.  

personal style: When not in the Healers' uniform, she's normally in a beat-up, dark blue jacket, one the Potter-Weasley clan have dubbed Jaq's own cloak against Death. She bought it at the age of sixteen and has never let go of it since. Normally, she wears plain v-neck shirts, denim pants, and boots; she feels it cultivates the right sort of image. 

mannerisms & habits: Jaq's poison of choice is nicotine. (And swearing. She has the mouth of a sailor.) She doesn't smoke often, but she's always got a pack on her, despite the warning all her friends give her about being a Healer and knowing the consequences. Jaq always has a pen tucked somewhere on her person, most often in her voluminous hair. She tends to take that pen and draw little stars all over her person, though she's got a shooting star permanently inked on her inner thigh. She also likes painting her toenails, as she can't really do that to her fingernails for fear of the chemicals mixing with potions. No one gets to see the outrageous colours she's wearing, but Jaq doesn't mind.  

personality: friendly, loud, bossy, tactless, helpful, compassionate, selfish, hedonistic, caring, attention-seeking, hard-working, indulgent, calculated, self-giving

motivation: Jaq's primary motivation in life is to find herself. She spent her early years under the glare of the camera, and she grew used to it. While she doesn't want to cause a scene for its own sake -- that would be pointless, and there's nothing Jaq hates more -- she would like to be acclaimed for something. People argue that topping the St. Mungo's internship program is enough, but Jaq doesn't feel that was an achievement all on her own. She's convinced her parentage had something to do with it, and she was right, which definitely frustrates her. She's twenty-four years old, Merlin's sake, and yet she doesn't know who she really is? This is why Jaq takes care of her image; though she will do whatever the hell she wants to do, she does things knowing it'll make her look a certain way. People think Jaq is careless, but she really isn't; she weighs the consequences of her actions against what it will do to her. Still, she tends to give more of herself than is strictly healthy, volunteering to help others even when her energy levels are low. 

possible connections: 

passers-by - Wrong side of the track, right side of the track, you name it: Jaq's got a lot of friends, especially among her family members. She's friendly and outgoing, very easy to get along with, but few people actually get to know her properly. This leads me to the...

bosom companion: Character A is someone who really knows Jaq, though not quite as well as Albus does. (Nobody can know her as well as that.) A's personality complements Jaq's very well, and the two often have a fun time going out, whenever the two actually see each other. Though Jaq is very busy, she definitely makes time for A, although A has noticed that Jaq's more than a little tired lately. 

the one that got away: Whenever Jaq thinks of a relationship gone bad, she often remembers Character B. B and Jaq had been perfect, really, up until they weren't. (Leaving this a little vague so we can develop this.) Maybe the two are awkward now, but they still look each other up and down and feel the attraction between them.

family feud (open to multiple): Jaq's personality seems a little boorish when compared with some of her family members. She doesn't give much of a shit if they look down on her, but they do incite her to use words she's never used on patients. Jaq doesn't have a short temper, but these people in her goddamned family just won't give her a fucking break. 

(feel free to message me if you have ideas! wheee ~excitement.)

APPEARANCE:

HAIR & STYLE: Black & short, does change colour

HEIGHT: 167 cm / 5’5”

BUILD: Well-built and perhaps a little stocky, not thin at all but too athletic to be bulky. Eir specialty in Quidditch wasn’t necessarily speed, but quick reflexes. For the most part, ey go on strength, which doesn’t derive from their arms but their body in general, eir core. Physically, they’re just very stable. Despite excellent balance, ey still slouch often by choice.

FASHION: Muggle clothing is fun to experiment with. Ey like their snapbacks and shirts, as well as their jackets and skirts. Robes are fun to wear, although those might be going out of fashion. You could catch Georgie commenting on the swishing sound it makes because ey’re totally mature. Eir gender does affect eir dress, as the lack of boxes to slot in allows such individuality to occur. For work, ey just do whatever provided that ey look smart. As long as ey don’t look like ey’re on a night out, anything’s good. That type of attitude is transferred to their general take on eir appearance. Functionality is preferred, but looking good is an added bonus.

TATTOOS: The most obvious is the (occasionally) animated owl near their shoulder blade that was done recently as an ode to eir former house. On eir top wrist is their surname’s Chinese character (鄭, Chang in Cantonese.) enclosed in a circle. Inked by a muggle tattooer on eir nineteenth birthday, it’s a reminder of eir bloodline every time ey cast a spell.

BACKGROUND:

HERITAGE: Chinese, Taiwanese

BLOOD STATUS: Halfblood

BIRTHPLACE: London, UK

HOMETOWN: Manchester, UK — most growing up took place in a Lancashire village where it was quiet and tranquil, meaning ey absolutely hated it.

LANGUAGES: English, Mandarin — although mostly Latin-based incantations are uttered.

EDUCATION: muggle primary school → Hogwarts → Daily Prophet training

PSYCHOLOGY:

HEALTHY: Georgie has a rather fluid exterior, sometimes mistaken for being disloyal or double-dealing. Above all, ey’re diplomatic and humorous, albeit the banter might go a little far at times, but it doesn’t really mean anything. To be fair, if someone did the same, ey’d drop it pretty quickly unlike most. Ey value the tangible word—hence their appreciation of publications—but speaking is a different thing. On paper, ey’re rather eloquent and formal, thought out and analytical; when speaking, the slang—a confusing muggle and wizarding mix—comes out and so do the rapid fire sentences. Their thought process is quick and words that come out don’t mean much, but ey’ll adjust when need be, quick to adapt or retort when necessary. All ey want is to keep a conversation going, because there’s nothing better than discussion. Cho’s popularity was measured by her beauty and loyalty, but Georgie got by with a sharp mind and quick adaptability.

UNHEALTHY: Ey have this attitude where ey’d like to keep control. Not necessarily control that is outright, but some kind of set boundary. Within said boundary, anything can happen and all is game. Georgie tries to be quite open and transparent, flexible in what ey’ll want and need so ey do change things up a lot, mostly for the heck of it. But there is a limit, and when that limit is breached, things get messy. Georgie goes into things headfirst, expecting others to disregard. When it doesn’t all go as expected, their positive passion gets flipped. Georgie freezes and being rigid isn’t good for em. It’s mostly when someone brings something against em personally. Ey’re a very reactive individual, and a steady environment is needed so they can be the driving, ever-changing element within it. Their adaptability is suited for sudden curves in life, but U-turns will throw them off like they would with anyone else. It’s almost scary how willing they get, but soon enough, ey’ll return to their sparring, joking state. There’s nothing necessarily right nor wrong with this, but it’s confusing and difficult for others to handle.

JUNG TYPE: ENTP

ENNEAGRAM: 7w8 so/sx

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral

LIKES: jinxing others, muggle technology, anything readable (the back of a cereal box, newspapers, magazines, novels, anything), following the Quidditch League, writing columns over reports, talking for a long time, tea in the morning

DISLIKES: sensitive folks, being bored, listening, most (if not, all) authority, convention, the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, being misconstrued, unnecessary sentimentality, those blasé towards their wit, solitude

FEARS: regretting eir actions, being irrelevant, losing, excessive recklessness for the worst

BOGGART: Being useless, not being absolutely brilliant (manifested in eir mother telling them so)

EXTRA INFORMATION:

HOBBIES: reading, writing opinionated pieces, playing Quidditch or football, observing any sport, sudoku or anything to keep their brain in check

HABITS / PRESENCE: The ever annoying Georgie Chang foot tap. It’s not even rhythmic, more of an erratic accompaniment to whatever they’re saying. Sometimes, it’s less of a tap and more of a leg bounce. That’s just part of Georgie’s fidgety leanings, but probably the most noticeable. Ey’ll scrawl things down with a pen randomly (not that proper journalism needs to be done by hand) or do something rather mindless. It’s really not, but that’s what it seems to others. Supposedly, Georgie is an open book, expressing their emotions and thoughts without restraint. Eir eyes lighten up when ey engage in conversation and eir a constant smirk, but what goes on behind the twinkling eyes is beyond anyone. Chang will switch the force of the interaction between emself and the other, but is firm either way. Eir also a physical talker, using gestures and emotions as well as pointing and being that expressive.

LIFESTYLE: Georgie’s life sounds mundane at best. Waking up earlier to hang round Diagon Alley occurs every morning and the only time ey’ll allow themselves to read. Ey’re not opposed to drugs, smoking or inhaling anything but ey wouldn’t take anything in often. The only exceptions are caffeine and alcohol. Both derived from some form of social pressure, even then, eir mind admittedly becomes less sharp. It’s something ey hate but ey’ve just got used to it. While ey’re still relatively young, being fun-loving isn’t a problem. What goes on after work has finished doesn’t matter so long as ey can drag emself back in the morning.

RESIDENCE: Wizarding London’s key areas are where the muggle’s ones are too. Their importance hitches the price straight up, meaning it’s a pain to pay. I’d imagine Georgie would live somewhere more south in London, and it’s a more cosier, perhaps even spacious of a flat compared to a closet nearer the city centre. It’s a constant mess. Georgie wouldn’t bother when 'accio' is a mutter away. Georgie enjoys taking the broom up to work at Diagon Alley, but Apparition usually does it. If ey’re too drunk in the evening, they’ll just take the muggle train home.

RELATIONS:

FAMILIAL: Cho did her best to be a good mother and all, but it seemed a little distant at times. No doubt was Georgie a difficult child to raise anyway with eir excited and curious nature constantly getting emself into situations from electric sockets to heated arguments, but there was a warmth that was missing. However, entry to Hogwarts consolidated the relationship that was hanging only a thread. There was something about Georgie getting along with other students well, playing for the Quidditch team and being in Ravenclaw that sparked something in eir mum. Eir muggle father provides calm and reason for Georgie. He barely disciplined em and his only request was for em to keep up an appearance in the muggle world, no matter how illegal it might be. His distrust of the magical community does makes em nervous.

PLATONIC: see below—”painfully platonic”

ROMANTIC: During eir school years, ey dated a few people here and there, never anything particularly serious. Although Georgie likes to joke that ey’re much better at being single. Commitment has never been eir strong point, and neither has pure romance. Being in a relationship with Georgie is just like being friends but sometimes you make out. It’s not like ey can’t be giggly or have passion. Ey’ve just never had much chance to do so. Georgie is very focused on emself and the environment, hence paying attention to another partner tends to go awry too. I’m not desperate for a romantic plot, thus it's not outright listed below. Chemistry will go wherever it needs to.

PLOTS / IDEAS:

"THEY’RE FAMILIAR" — Ending with an ‘r’ instead of ‘l’, there’s probably no blood relationships anytime soon. However, growing up together or getting on well early on Hogwarts with a tight bond is probably the closest thing. Until Hogwarts, family friends were Georgie’s only exposure to magic so this would be rather formative. Whether or not the familiarity continues, is a whole different matter.

"PAINFULLY PLATONIC" — People just to be super buddy buddy with. This kind of relationship is highly valued by Georgie. They’ll have a high tolerance level for Georgie; although it’s not required, it would help. Those who hold grudges easily or are uptight individuals aren’t ideal, so ey prefer more easy-going types who acknowledge that Georgie isn’t being serious more often than ey are.

"QUIDDITCH MATES" — Georgie adores Quidditch so much. They change their favourite team every year, because quite frankly, it’s far more logical to support the winning team of the season than to stick with one through losses. That’s boring. Attending matches, discussing it, playing it, betting on it, because bloody Quidditch.

"HEY ROOMIE" — Considering they’re already on the outside of central Muggle London, rent still isn’t cheap. I’ll probably figure something out if there’s no takers but Georgie would be a terrible roommate and this would so good. Ey do things how they want it and when they want it, so conflict is bound to pop up.

"UNREQUITED LOVE" — Love has always been so casual and easy for Georgie but what would be fun, is if ey fell in love, just dragged themselves so deep into infatuation that it crashes and burns, making it too awkward for both parties. Or, vice versa with Georgie not returning the feelings. I’m totally up for requited love too but that requires chemistry while this doesn’t necessarily!

"SPARRING PARTNER" — There’s nothing like having a good dialogue about something. Georgie doesn’t tend to hold opinions strongly and never takes anything seriously so their side in any conversation changes. Whether it’s intellectually demanding or not doesn’t matter. It’s just fun to have opposition.

"SOMETHING OFF" —Only so many can tolerate Georgie. The politeness and openness concerning dislike towards em can vary, but Georgie is turned off by sensitive and uptight individuals. Ey’ll insist that the other party just needs to let go, but Georgie probably said something that’s hard to forgive or forget.

ANYTHING, HONESTLY — If the titles above didn’t indicate anything, then I’ll just say that I’m not the most creative for connections and plots, and I’m utterly happy to follow along with anything. I’ll put a link to a connections page soon. Please note that I’m incredibly shy but I will try to reach people so please don’t hesitate to send me ideas and asks either.

[ GEORGIE is played by the hopeless LUNA who is FIFTEEN and is probably complaining about her UTC+8 TIMEZONE ]

Name: Dominique Beatrice Weasley

Nicknames: Dom, Domi, Mini, Nicki, Nic (she isn’t quite fond of nicknames, but has been called them a lot)

D.O.B./Age: August 21, 2005 | 23

Gender/Preferred Pronouns: CisFemale | She, Her

Blood Status: Pureblood, ⅛ Veela

Former House: Slytherin

Wand: Cedar Wood. 13 ¾ inches. Veela Hair. Supple.

Sexuality

From the moment she discovered her romantic and sexual orientation til now, Dominique has never told anyone that she was biromantic bisexual. It wasn’t out of fear that she wouldn’t be accepted nor that she might be mocked. Dominique simply believed that what she did and who she felt attracted to was her business, not anyone elses.

Residence

She lives in a small flat located right outside of Diagon Alley, somewhere in Muggle London. Her place has two bedrooms, one she uses to sleep in and the other is a makeshift office, a full bathroom, and a connected kitchen and living room. The appliances were updated before she moved in and the entire space decked out with hardwood floors. Most of her furniture has a nice modern touch to it and is saturated in colors, particularly shades of red, orange, and yellow. She was prohibited from painting the walls, so she just hanged up as many paintings as she could on her walls. There are some plants around the place, some hanging from the ceiling while the others are placed on the ground or a shelf. She owns six bookshelves, four in the living room while the other two are in her office, and they are all overflowing with books and souvenirs. There are a few groovy rugs smacked around the place. The flat isn’t the neatest place in the world, though it is probably one of the cleanest in London; clothes, books, and papers are scattered around the place in an organized chaos.

Occupation

After she left Hogwarts, Dominique made plans to study at the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary and work there later on after fulfilling an apprenticeship. She followed through on those arrangements and learned a lot in the three years she was there, however, she eventually decided to move back to England. There were many factors that contributed to her choice, but the many thing was that she missed her family (well, some of them) and she missed her home. So she came back. She ended up crashing at Shell Cottage for a few months while working a few part time jobs, searching for new employment, and looking for a flat. Eventually she got an interview to work at the Wale Dragon Reserve, which she passed. While it’s a pain to apparate to work every day, it’s better than living in another country. Besides, getting to work with dragons every day more than makes up for the inconvenient way of travel.

Style

Dominique’s choice in clothes doesn’t really lean towards a feminine nor masculine style; it settles in a more neutral position. She wears a lot of t-shirts, flannel tops, and tanks, with the occasional sweater or jacket thrown in. As for bottom, she rarely wears anything that is not denim, save for capris. Currently, she has a chest full of shoes, ranging from sneakers to heels to high tops, there is a lot of variety. There are plenty of accessories she adds to her outfits, likes hats and belts, but nothing is able to match the amount of jewelry she wears on a daily basis (she has a whole drawer dedicated to holding them).

Mannerism

Strangers are met with a polite indifference from Dominique and the might be lucky for that. Those she knows well are usually greeted with a less than desirable comment followed up with her usual teasing. Her outer demeanor is usually easy going, though that can change quickly to excitement, anger, etc. She good at keeping her emotions in control, though, so it’s not like she’ll suddenly become explosive or anything.

Habits

Singing to the radio

Hogging the covers

Biting the tip of her thumb

Putting her feet up on furniture

Hobbies

Reading

Painting

Biking

Gardening

Fears

Since learning what happened to her father during the Second Wizarding War, Dominique has developed a fear of werewolves. She doesn’t hate the people who are cursed with lycanthropy, but she is wary of them and afraid of what they can become.

Personality

Dominique is dedicated to her work and the people she cares about, but ultimately her own needs will come first before those of others. She likes to tease those around her a majority of the time and is very mean spirited about, though she is careful not to cross a line. While there are times when she can be really blunt and critical about other people, there are plenty of times when she shows her compassionate side; as much as she loves to laugh at people and as much as she feels a need to be harsh with her words, she doesn't like seeing the people she cares about truly hurt. Dominique is very secretive about many features of her life and will lie in order to keep those parts of her life concealed or to avoid conflict she feel isn't need. Despite the lack of feeling in her words, Dominique makes up for it with her actions; she will never take action that doesn't have sincerity behind it, like hugging her brother for instance. She is her family's biggest cheerleader and, whether or not she is on good terms with them, she will always be there to root for them. When Dominique is faced with a choice, she is decisive about it. Dominique has a lot of control over her emotions, allowing her to feel emotions and express them without over doing it, which is a good thing considering how easy it is to make her angry and how often she is mad. Hard work is important, but Dominique tends to over do it a lot of the time, which is affecting her health. She is a very resourceful person and doesn't really care what she uses as long as it furthers her agenda. She is also incredibly overly confident; she never doubts any decision or action she makes.

Strengths

Mental Strength

Passionate

Confidence and Hard Working (combined together, they are a strength)

Perceptive

Weakness

Health

Defensive Magic

Workaholic

Harsh

Family Relationships

While she may not love them all, she is loyal to everyone in her family, despite the distance that exists between everyone. There are some that she is closer to than others, but, for the most part, they are merely shallow relationships.

Plots

As Shallow As A Pool

There are plenty of people who Dominique is friends with, but those relationships don’t even scratch the surface. Conversations usually center around the mundane and unimportant aspects of each others’ lives.

Scratching the Surface

There aren’t that many people who Dominique won’t lie to about her personal life. It’s not like she shares private information with them, however, she’ll honestly say that she doesn’t want to talk about it, which is more than she grants most. I’m thinking that she would be this close with two to three people, at most.

Other Paths

If anyone has any other ideas, I’m game. Seriously, I would love to plot with all of you and probably ask to, but being as shy as I am, it may take me time to work up the guts to do so.

☓ — Gender/Preferred Pronouns/Sexuality: Victoire didn’t puzzle over her sexuality much as a child — it was naturally, never a major aspect in her life until she reached her teen years. She discovered the term ‘pan’ when she was fifteen and that’s when she understood the butterflies in her stomach that fluttered any time she had a crush. She didn’t lean towards males, females or anyone non-binary. What drew her in was the person themselves. Yet she never experienced sexual attraction until she first discovered love at seventeen. Prior to some research, Victoire now considers herself a cisgendered, demi-sexual and pansromantic individual.

 ☓ — Occupation: Victoire ended up not going to college and is currently working in a magical tattoo parlour in Knockturn Alley. She always had talent for sketching and a steady hand. Her shifts could be better but she loves the beauty of her work. Once she whispers the spell to allow the tattoos to come alive (‘animari’) they seem to really live. They adopt a personality of sort and Victoire adores her work.

☓ — Residence: Much to her family’s disgust (not that many are invited over to visit), Victoire lives close enough to her work place by renting an apartment she managed to polish up in Knockturn Alley. The loft stinks of damp and mould and Victoire needs two duvets at night just to keep the goosebumps away — but somehow it became her home. Despite it’s many flaws and the fact the sun never seems to fully shine in through the windows, it’s cheap and simply suits her.

☓ — Lifestyle/Habits: The young woman likes to kid herself that she’s somewhat healthy. She walks nearly everywhere and never past her apparition test despite taking it six times. After her last trip to St. Mungo’s for splinching off her left forearm and hand; she decided perhaps it was time to throw in the towel — something Victoire does not do easily. Despite the exercise she gets, she completely rewrites her health by smoking muggle cigarettes too frequently for her healer’s taste. A bad habit she picked up when she was twenty-one that she can’t shake — not that she tries too hard. Though she started chain smoking in her early twenties, she smoked occasionally throughout her teenage years; having smoked her first cigarette at thirteen years old. As well as that, she must have at least seven mugs of tea everyday. Never herbal tea though, she can’t stick the stuff. She never eats junk food however and simply dislikes chocolate (though she’ll indulge herself with biscuits more often than she cares to admit).

☓ — Style: For a swirling storm with skin, Victoire doesn’t dress like one. She always adored the dresses her mother laid out on her bed. She loved the bows that were tied among the ringlets that were her very own crown. As a teenager and an adult, the only thing that really changed about her style was the old, worn leather jacket that belonged to Bill that she adopted as her own and wears everywhere. For the most part her wardrobe is filled with pastels and bright coloured skirts and dresses.

☓ — Appearance/Distinctive Features: As a young girl, Victoire was always taller than others her age. She hit her first real growth spurt when she was only nine years old and towered over her peers. However, she didn't seem to grow after she turned fourteen — though by then she was 5'8. Her hair used to be more gold then platinum, unlike her mother, though with time it darkened to a brown with light highlights. For the most part, Victoire isn’t particularly freckly though there’s a smattering of freckles decorating her left shoulder. When the Weasley turned fifteen, as a birthday gift to herself, she got an enchanted tattoo of a single sparrow (it hadn’t been hard to convince the parlour she was of age). The tattoo has no special meaning to her but she adores it. Since then, she’s gotten another bird that can usually be found behind her right ear and a peacock that often displays it’s beautifully crafted plumage over the constellation of freckles on Victoire;s shoulder.

☓ — Hogwarts House: At the sorting, Victoire was a hatstall. Much like many of her cousins, she wasn’t assigned the house of the lions — instead, the choice was between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. The sorting hat took two whole minutes to decide, while hundreds of faces stared the young girl down and left her fidgeting madly. Eventually, it sorted her into Slytherin. At first she was terrified, having heard the portraits at Grimauld Place. But she found warmth and solace among the snakes lair, blossoming like a flower among the cunning and ambitious ones.

Victoire Weasley is a rebellious introvert. She’s always preferred to wander off to poke at gnomes with the toe of her shoe than sit in the living room with the rest of her family at the Burrow during Sunday Lunch. The Delacour home in the south of France was always much more pleasant to be in. She simply never enjoyed the noise that accompanied the Weasleys and when she began to learn of the generation before her’s accomplishments she grew ever more uncomfortable around them all — particularly the Boy Who Lived. Like most of the Weasley-Potters, Victoire constantly felt the weight of a war she had never even seen on her petite shoulders.

For her first year or two in Hogwarts, she stumbled in shadow of the legacy of her family and it got to be too much. She found herself leaving her books to the side only to find company among the wrong kind of crowd. When she came home during the holidays, she had only a sharp tongue and doors were frequently slammed. They introduced her to hazy dreams in the astronomy tower and trips to the Forbidden Forest that left her shivering. Her parents greatly disapproved but she was happy with them. They gave her room to breathe; backed off and respected her. They didn’t care about her family — they only mentioned them once or twice. Victoire learned to speak her mind and can be brutally honest at times.

She can be blunt and inconsiderate of other’s feelings though depending on her mood, she can be warm; sweet-natured.

    P L O T I D E A S —

☓ — Bound By Blood: [/weasleywolfhowl] God, I just want family feels. Angst galore. Anything works though I'd love a relative Victoire never got along with. As children they'd kick each other under the table and leave scratch marks on each other — as adults they're not much more mature. They just run in different circles and desperately clash whenever the two come in contact. But really, any sort of family plot would be wonderful. 

☓ — We are the reckless, we are the wild youth: Victoire has one best friend — the one person she can truly trust, love and let her hair down around. To be honest, I'd love a friendship based off of this. Something really fluffy and fun for both of us and just some stellar interactions. Gender doesn't matter and if a family member wanted to do this that's totally cool too! I also like the idea of a group of three so it's Victoire and two other people — a brot3.

☓ — Burnt like a Supernova: I'm a big fan of romantic plots that are very much we almost were. Shy glances turned to flirty comebacks but for whatever super painful reason they never became anything more. Or perhaps a relationship that lasted about two weeks but the flame burnt up quicker than expected and now they're forced together in some awkward situation.

( These are just some ideas but I'm absolutely up for anything and everything! I adore plotting from scratch! )