Name: Amber Pandora Lace
Age: Depends on Year
Year: Depends on Age
Skills: Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, and Divination
Favorite Subjects: Transfiguration, Charms, and Astronomy
Wand: Hazel, Dragon Heartstring (Swedish Snort-Snout), Flexible, 9 1/2 inches, reddish with lighter and intricate handle.
Extra: Amber is 1/3 Pixie which is a very strong aspect when it comes to her appearance & personality.
Personality: Amber tends to have quite a temper and is easily annoyed and angered, she blames the pixie in her. She likes things to be done a certain way and when things don’t go according to plan or how she thought they should go she gets upset. (She knows how to hide her true feelings when it comes to such trivial matters). Besides from being quick to anger she is actually very kind and friendly. However, once on her bad side it will take an arm and a leg to get back on her good side. Amber has a way with creatures, mystical and none.
Family: Father's name, Nathaniel Adrian Lace nee' Crouch (Changed his last name)
Mother's name, Iris Janee' Lace nee' Amitiel (1/2 Pixie)
Father's side - Casper Crouch/Charis Black (Both Deceased)
Mother's side - Amadeus Eil Amitiel (Deceased)/Pandora Shiva Amitiel nee' Swift (Pure Pixie)
Bartemius Crouch Senior is her uncle/Mrs. Crouch is her aunt (Deceased)
Bartemius (Barty) Crouch Junior is her cousin
Appearance: Her hair is a ridiculously unnatural fuchsia color that so happens to be real. She inherited it from her mother’s side being that her grandmother is a pixie and several traits passed on generation to generation. Her eyes almond shaped but her lids heavy from the weight of the mass of eyelashes that sit on them. The iris encasing her pupil are an emerald hue. At some times it is said you can see a storm brewing within her eyes for her temper is that of a hippogriff and pixie combined. Amber stands at 5’7 and is a rather developed young lass. Besides from that she has a buttoned shaped nose and a beauty mark a little below her left eye and one just under her right nostril.
Crush: Ron Weasley
x__ I m p e r i o __x is my official black cat! <3
He tensed up at the shrieking voice of bright haired one, Amber... the half pixie Slytherin. Odd. As he looked to her he felt a nudge on his forearm, "Was that suppose to hurt?" he sneered but she seemed to ignore his remark and continue on. The redhead's jaw slightly dropped open, Bloody hell... what's with all these girls and their tempers?