Name : Zenobia "Ze" Haveness
Gender : female
Age : 17
Year : 7th
House : Gryffindor
Ethnicity :Half Asian, half Caucasian.
Hair/Eye Color : Liquid charcoal eyes and short hair: all messy and disheveled but still effeminate. The cut emphasizing her high cheekbones, dark lashes and definitively lined jaw.
Pet : none.
Home Life :
Mother- It's a good thing her hobby and profession is cooking, for Lia has had tons of stomachs to fill over the years. With football and quidditch teamboys running about and working up appetites, along with Zenobia, Lia has had her hands full. But she's a supportive mother and enjoys putting her chef skills to good use. Especially when the hungry stomachs are all grateful and have manners.
Father- Hugh taught his daughter most of the basics to (first) football and then quidditch. His happiness and pride is largely due to the fact the Ze took such a liking to sports at such a young age and stuck to it, even as a teenage witch. He currently teaches a little league football team, in which Ze assists with when she's home for the summer.
Their home is small and quaint, but with a large back yard. The extra outside space is often used when Zenobia's friends come over for a friendly yet competitive game. Surprisingly, the larger Doyle estate is located nearby but closer to the ocean. While the Haveness cottage is farther from the Hawaiian shores so that the beach sand doesn't blow onto their grassy yard.
Diving deeper :
Ze's appearance seemed to have people immediately chalking her down as either cynical or less than friendly. It was because of her slightly sharper features: defined face and lean body from years of quidditch and football. Also, the relentlessly stubborn lock of her jaw gave the intimidating sense that her expression usually complimented. For she was good at speaking her mind and using shrewd sarcasm when needed. One trait Ze did inherit, that considerably softened her face, was her nose. It was slight and gentle, but not as sweetly button-like as her mothers.
Ze, a sport loving witch, was more often found wearing scuffed up clothes and a grin- than tight, uncomfortably stylish clothes and lipgloss. She enjoys the physical exhaustion that comes with quidditch and would pick being bruised up, over dressed up, any day. Though she's polite enough to the witches in her house, her friends are mostly found up in the boys' messy dormitory. Which is how she likes it; much less drama and more easy going. It wasn't that she's offputted towards befriending someone of her same sex, she just didn't know how to communicate with them. It was a challenge for her. And having spent most of her life amongst boys, Ze isn't use to dealing with the vicious ways that teen witches sometimes displayed.
Even with her laid back personality, Zenobia takes her friendships seriously. And though she loves being considered one of the boys, she makes sure that everyone remembers that she is, in fact, a female.
Taking a closer look :
Ze loved the way her body ached after a muddy victory against her long time rivals. Even with the rain soaking her to the bone and the wind pushing against her chest, making it bloody near impossible to walk, nothing could keep the grin from her face. Not even the cut lip and bruised collarbone she was sporting. For at the moment, her teammates and herself were shouting merriment and clapping eachother on the back. The only thing that could make this even better was some hot, fillin-
"Come on kids! Get inside and warm up! I've got lasagna in the oven and it's about done! But don't think I'm letting you mudslugging maniacs dirty up the house, take off those shoes and clean up some, will you?"
The entire team grinned at each other, almost as maniacally as Ze's mother claimed them to be. They then hurried across the field and towards the warm, glowing house that had delicious smells of a good meal wafting out of the cracked window. It was all limbs and legs stumbling over each other in the rush to reach the door first. Shoes were stripped off at the welcoming mat and left in an unseemly pile on the front porch. Ignored till after they stuffed themselves full and Lia Haveness reprimanded them for the mess.
((Picture from the fanfic Match, by mental))
