Post by grace elizabeth davies on Jul 11, 2012 18:33:43 GMT -5
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[/b][/div]grace elizabeth davies
sixteen ▪ hufflepuff ▪ amanda seyfried
Personality
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.
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In all honesty, Gracie might as well be a squib for all the good her wand does her. She isn’t, thankfully, but the poor thing gets so much mixed up that her perfectly good wand just can’t compensate. Her only class which requires her eight and a half inch, ash wand with a lovely griffin claw core is Charms. And who can blame the other professors for refusing her entry into their heavily practical classes? During her Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, Gracie tried to stop a Dementor with Riddikulus, used a very whispy and definitely malformed patronus on a kappa, and burst into tears when the boggart turned into a very terrifying clown that was greatly exaggerated from the one that had tried to give a six year old Gracie a balloon animal in muggle London. The old muggle most definitely did not have fangs, nor did he have the ripped off limbs of children in a sack on his back. Just another example of Gracie’s imagination run wild...
But, back to the point. That’s right folks, Gracie cannot produce a patronus. She thinks that the lumpy version she can produce looks a bit like a bird, and she would be right. Gracie’s patronus is a scarlet macaw, a brightly coloured and talkative bird that seems perfect for our little blabbermouth ray of sunshine. The memory Gracie has been using to attempt to scare off Dementors, and kappas, is the day she received her Hogwarts letter. Her parents were so proud, and relieved that their daughter was not a squib, but mostly proud! Gracie can’t really remember a time before or since when she was praised and lavished with attention by her parents, so it’s little wonder that it’s a very happy memory for our little Hufflepuff.
Now, Gracie doesn’t spend a lot of time considering the complicated things in life. The Hufflepuff doesn’t have a lick of prejudice in her, and she really wants to see and believe in the good in everything. She certainly wouldn’t like to see muggleborns, or anyone, tortured and murdered. So, yes, she does in a way support Dumbledore and the Order. But don’t worry, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. It is very unlikely that Gracie would ever have to go to war. I mean, would you want her on your side? I thought so. While others worry that they might wake up homeless or without parents, Gracie, when she does worry, frets about her oh so desired career as a journalist. She really thinks that if she could just make it happen, then perhaps the image in the mirror of her with smiling, proud parents would become a reality. So don’t speak a negative word about Rita Skeeter in this Hufflepuff’s presence. As far as Grace is concerned, Rita is the best friend anyone could ask for. She gave Gracie a chance with the Hogwarts newspaper. Rita walks on water in Gracie’s opinion.
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.
• • • • • • • • • • • •
In all honesty, Gracie might as well be a squib for all the good her wand does her. She isn’t, thankfully, but the poor thing gets so much mixed up that her perfectly good wand just can’t compensate. Her only class which requires her eight and a half inch, ash wand with a lovely griffin claw core is Charms. And who can blame the other professors for refusing her entry into their heavily practical classes? During her Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, Gracie tried to stop a Dementor with Riddikulus, used a very whispy and definitely malformed patronus on a kappa, and burst into tears when the boggart turned into a very terrifying clown that was greatly exaggerated from the one that had tried to give a six year old Gracie a balloon animal in muggle London. The old muggle most definitely did not have fangs, nor did he have the ripped off limbs of children in a sack on his back. Just another example of Gracie’s imagination run wild...
But, back to the point. That’s right folks, Gracie cannot produce a patronus. She thinks that the lumpy version she can produce looks a bit like a bird, and she would be right. Gracie’s patronus is a scarlet macaw, a brightly coloured and talkative bird that seems perfect for our little blabbermouth ray of sunshine. The memory Gracie has been using to attempt to scare off Dementors, and kappas, is the day she received her Hogwarts letter. Her parents were so proud, and relieved that their daughter was not a squib, but mostly proud! Gracie can’t really remember a time before or since when she was praised and lavished with attention by her parents, so it’s little wonder that it’s a very happy memory for our little Hufflepuff.
Now, Gracie doesn’t spend a lot of time considering the complicated things in life. The Hufflepuff doesn’t have a lick of prejudice in her, and she really wants to see and believe in the good in everything. She certainly wouldn’t like to see muggleborns, or anyone, tortured and murdered. So, yes, she does in a way support Dumbledore and the Order. But don’t worry, everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. It is very unlikely that Gracie would ever have to go to war. I mean, would you want her on your side? I thought so. While others worry that they might wake up homeless or without parents, Gracie, when she does worry, frets about her oh so desired career as a journalist. She really thinks that if she could just make it happen, then perhaps the image in the mirror of her with smiling, proud parents would become a reality. So don’t speak a negative word about Rita Skeeter in this Hufflepuff’s presence. As far as Grace is concerned, Rita is the best friend anyone could ask for. She gave Gracie a chance with the Hogwarts newspaper. Rita walks on water in Gracie’s opinion.
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