davies, grace elizabeth

[grace elizabeth davies]

GRACE ELIZABETH DAVIES

GRACIE , 16 , HUFFLEPUFF , AMANDA SEYFRIED
GULLIBLE , GOSSIP , DIM , FRIENDLY , NAIVE[/CENTER]

Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies do I see

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You know that person sitting on a park bench that you catch staring at you? The one who smiles and waves and continues to stare even after you make it clear that you’ve noticed the creep? Yeah, that’s Gracie.

Don’t worry though, she’s harmless. Well, perhaps not entirely harmless, for even the best intentioned person can cause a lot of trouble without meaning to. It’s more that Gracie’s not malicious. She’s a nice and warm hearted person; if a bit dim in some ways. Okay, she’s dim in most ways... Gracie’s that person you can turn to if you need a shoulder to cry on, or someone to spout well meaning but clichéd advice at you. She’ll do anything for a friend, and is nice to even her most intense haters. Unfortunately, you probably don’t want to confide in Gracie, because she also happens to be a shameless, brazen gossip.

Gracie devours gossip the way the most stereotypical of Ravenclaws devour knowledge. She acts like life is one big soap opera, and stories are met with overly dramatic gasps and exclamations that are usually completely unnecessary. Armed with a fierce imagination, Gracie sometimes has trouble separating fact from fiction. She people watches her way throughout life, weaving tales in her head around an offhanded remark she overheard, or a certain demeanour displayed in class. Some of her stories become so detailed and real that she easily convinces herself that maybe her Astrology professor really does moonlight as an assassin.

Then, naturally, Gracie has to get out her detective’s hat and try to get the scoop! She’s brave, almost too brave, which is a rather uncommon trait in Hufflepuff, and is all too willing to sneak into forbidden areas and follow people around if she thinks the result will be fascinating. Gracie has been known to tell her friends that she’s heading back to the common room, only to show up hours later after deciding to follow a couple of Gryffindors around because they looked like they had a story.

Gracie doesn’t know the meanings to several important words, like: ‘secret’, ‘private property’, ‘against the rules’, or ‘illegal’. Yes, she has been found elbow deep in a roommate’s trunk. And once she earned herself two months of detention after following a guy into the boys’ toilets. Her gossip mongering is so bad that sometimes she’ll reveal a forbidden fact without meaning. She’ll feel terrible, but once you’ve reached the point of no return what can you do? She’s terrible at memory charms, so they're out.

If Gracie was a good stalker she would be an unstoppable force, easily sniffing out everyone’s deepest and darkest tales. Then she’d dramatically tell the world about them at breakfast. While she is quiet, er when she wants to be, and quite fast, Gracie has the attention span of a gnat. And she's ridiculously easy to manipulate. She loves attention and nice people, so as long as you're nice to her you've got her eating out of your hand. Don’t worry, your secrets are safe if you don’t explicitly tell her what’s going on. She’ll start off her adventure following around that suspicious looking seventh year bloke, but she'll end her night deep in conversation with the Grey Lady.

History
There really isn’t much to Gracie’s history. It’s not that she hides anything; it’s more that it’s so horrifically boring there really isn’t much of a point. Little Grace Elizabeth was born on March 12th to Stephanie Warner, a pureblooded journalist, and Gregory Davies, an architect of mixed blood. Gracie doesn’t ponder the greater things in life like blood statuses but if pressed she usually replies that she’s mixed blood.

Gregory was an awful workaholic, something that caused much contention in his marriage with Stephanie. When Gracie was nine Stephanie ran off across the pond with an American named Benjamin White. Gracie hasn’t heard from her mother since she was twelve, but she speaks highly of her nonetheless. In fact, it is Gracie’s hope that she’ll be able to follow in her mother’s footsteps and be a journalist, too. It’s unlikely to happen given Gracie’s personality and lack of brains but perhaps she’ll make a go of it as a tabloid writer.

Gracie’s relationship with her father is rocky, though she’d never describe it as such. Usually offhanded comments are the only indication from Gracie that she prefers any place to her own home. Gregory is still a workaholic, more so now than ever before and typically, he can’t be bothered to speak to Gracie unless she’s been poking around the neighbours’ garden or doing anything else that may reflect badly on the family in the community. Gracie is an eternal optimist, she doesn't let her parental issues bother her, just like she doesn't let anything else bother her. Everything in Gracie's life gets a positive spin, mostly because she's so idealistic she can't help but see everything through her rose coloured classes that are tinted with naivety. At the very least, Gracie could have a career in public relations.

Though she’s not the brightest of students, Gracie quite enjoys Hogwarts. The other students might not like her so much but she loves them. She tries ever so hard to answer questions in class, but the poor dear is just so off sometimes. Her OWL marks were atrocious, save for a low E in History of Magic. Gracie sails through most of the class relatively easily thanks to the ease with which she remembers anything to do with people. If she can remember that Avery Hofstadter once claimed to eat a niffler in first year, she can remember the big names in history. Her other classes include Muggle Studies, Divination, Herbology and Charms. [/ul]

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[/B] Jade
EXPERIENCE 10 years
CONTACT PM
MEMBER TITLE Hufflepuff Sixth Year
CHARACTER'S:

[/b] March 12
HOUSE: Hufflepuff
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
EYE COLOR: Blue[/ul]
OTHER CHARACTERS Marlene McKinnon
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Lucy could only raise an eyebrow and shake her head when Lily responded with such a morose attitude. Now, Lucy didn’t know what was going on, but she thought that she had hit the nail on the head with her Scorpius theory. Lucy wasn’t the type of person to mope around when things weren’t going her way. In fact, in this regard Lucy was the exact opposite of Lily. Lucy had found herself in a similar situation while at Hogwarts. Her best friend had dated the boy she had adored for ages. He had been a Hufflepuff, and the most friendly and caring person Lucy had ever met. Lucy had adored him, but unfortunately, so had Lucy’s friend. When their Hufflepuff knight in shining armour had picked Lucy’s friend, well, Lucy had to admit she had moped around for a day or two. But in the end, he had made his choice. Lucy wouldn’t want to be with someone constantly pining over someone else, especially if that someone else was her best friend. So she had moved on, met a studious Ravenclaw with a secret wild streak. If Lily ever confided in Lucy, she’d probably tell her that story. She would hope that Lily would catch the moral, which Lucy always thought was something along the lines of not settling to be second best in someone’s eyes. Always strive to be first.

It was difficult for Lucy to relate on so many levels. One, because she didn’t know the whole story here. What she saw was her cousin, upset because the boy she liked was dating another cousin, but she supposed she could also be upset because Scorpius was a bit of a bad boy. Lily was young and impressionable. Maybe Uncle George had been saying some particularly outrageous things lately? Two, she just wasn’t a very empathic individual. That was her sister, Molly. Many of the family would comment on how Lucy was Fred and George, but with a dash of Charlie and some of Percy’s mannerisms. None of these Weasleys were well known for their empathy. In fact, most Weasleys weren’t known for empathy. They had to sort of breed it in. Audrey had a lot to spare, being an anthropologist and all, but all Lucy had managed to pick up from her mother was how much fun it must be to be an anthropologist because most of them got to spend a portion of their year travelling for work.

But she could relate to tears. “Aw, Lily...” Lucy wasn’t sure how to comfort her cousin, but it was obvious she needed some sort of offer of understanding and comfort. The poor kid looked totally crestfallen. Lucy found herself fervently wishing Grandmum would come home and take over. If anyone knew the right thing to say in any situation it was Molly Weasley. Both Molly Weasleys. Of course, neither one would be very useful in this situation as Lily was already up and running away. With the merest acknowledgment that there had indeed been a conversation taking place over cake, Lily was up and out the door before Lucy had a chance to respond.

The magizoologist sat silently for several seconds, a bit shocked. She stared at the door, her fork frozen her hand, positioned halfway between her plate and her mouth. She wondered if she should go after Lily, but she figured that Aunt Ginny was at home, and she was much better suited to talking Lily down than Lucy was. So, Lucy got up and grabbed her newspapers and magazines from the table. Taking her seat once again, the young woman quietly finished her cake while she caught up on both the news in general, and the news in her field. She glanced up at Lily’s empty seat and hoped that the girl found some sort of peace with her situation at some point. Lucy would be more than happy to introduce her to some blokes.

Finishing her cake, Lucy glanced stealthily around the kitchen. Lily was clearly not coming back, and she was still the only one at home. So, without a second thought she pulled Lily’s half eaten cake over to her side of the table and dug in. She really wasn’t about to let such delicious cake go to waste.

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