Name: Lori Ilyssa AngelGender: Female
Age: 17
Year: Seventh Year
House: Ravenclaw
Wand: Ebony with Dragon Scale, 12 ¾ inches, Extremely Durable
Ethnicity: Multi-racial
Mother’s Side: Chinese, Japanese, Korean
Father’s Side: German, Austrian, British
Hair/Eye Color:
Hair: Lori’s hair is a darkish brown with the smallest hint of red in it due to a Japanese gene she had inherited from her mother. It is long enough to reach the middle of her back. Her bangs partially cover one eye.
Eyes: Lori has knowing eyes that, for some reason unknown to the world's population, change color. The only thing they know for sure about that is that Lori is not a metamorphagus. Her parents, of course, are still hoping that someone will be able to understand Lori's confusing condition.
Pet: Lori had brought her well-trained, Peregrine Falcon called Sammy. What it's trained for, well, you'll find out... eventually.
Home Life:
Father: Lori’s father is a very high rank in the ministry. After twenty years of serving as a low-ranked Auror, he had finally achieved his life-long goal of becoming Head Auror. Because of his position, Mr. Edward Joseph Angel brings his family a rather large paycheck that allows them to be considered an upper-class family.
Mother: Lori’s mother is a world renown wand maker. In fact, Mrs. Victoria Michiko Angel had made Lori’s own wand, ebony, dragon scale, 12 ¾ inches, extremely durable. One of the most powerful combinations for a wand known to wizard kind. Since Lori’s father became Head Auror, Mrs. Angel had no need to continue working. Why? Well, Victoria Angel is determined to prove that men aren’t the only people that can work and that women are just as capable. Also, Mrs. Angel loves the feeling of success after giving a child their first wand.
Siblings: Lori is an only child, which would mean that she has no brothers or sisters.
Diving deeper:
Personality: I am one of the only female pranksters in Hogwarts. I just love to successfully pull a prank. Anyways, I am supposedly an easy person to get along with, so I am told. I love to chill and relax and am very easygoing. Is that the same thing? Whatever. I also tend to crack a lot of jokes and don’t usually hold grudges that long. A lot of people say that I’m the life of the party. If you get on my good side I can be great, but if you get on my bad side… I don’t really know. Not a lot of people are on my bad side because most who meet me don’t really not like me. Okay, not everyone likes me, but not everyone hates me, right? Anyways, if you do manage to get on my bad side, I’ll just let you know I took lessons from Jackie Chan on martial arts (and some comedy…).
Likes: I love my friends, the color red, nice people, pulling pranks, a good laugh or two, Call of Duty 4 (yeah I play muggle games, got a problem?), and playing my violin and multitude of guitars. Oh, and I forgot to tell you… I LOVE CHOCOLATE!!!! YAY CHOCOLATE!!! Sorry, chocolate rush. Heh, heh.
Dislikes: I’ll list what I don’t like and my reasons. Ahem. I don’t like mean people because they are just mean. Preppy people are just annoying. People who think I’m a prep and a snob just because I’m rich. Chick flicks because, well, how can you like a movie where no one dies?! Fake meat (eat real meat, for god’s sake!!!). Being caught pulling a prank or unsuccessfully pulling one because then I get busted. Oh, and weirdos are just weird. Um, I don’t think I gave you a lot of explainations, but be honest. Who cares?
Review: Okay, we’ll review from the top. So, let’s just say I never met you. And… Action! Hiya! I’m Lori and I will be your host for this evening. Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Okie dokie then! Let’s get started! Ahem. I was born into a rich family that owned a lot of stuff. When I was little, I thought we owned the world. My life is actually pretty normal. Parents all alive, came home for dinner, best education, blah, blah, blah. Yup, all normal. I have three dogs, a falcon, and am a black belt in most of the different martial arts techniques. I can run up walls (sometimes, other times I just fall)! Huzzah! I’m talented with a wand, but not as much with writing and I tend to exploit every chance I have for a joke. I have an awesome black motorcycle at home too and I drive it when I don't ride my broomstick (a firebolt). Yup. I am fluent in Japanese, Korean, German, Spanish, Mandarin Chinese, and other Chinese dialects. My life goal is to be an Auror, and this sounds a lot like a résumé, so go out and play football or something. I’m sure you’re bored out of your mind. And cut! The end. So seriously. Go outside and do something useful. Go! Shoo! Get!
Taking a closer look: A black Porsche pulled up to Kings Cross Station. It was a sleek car that only those with money could afford. The back door closest to the curb opened and a girl of about seventeen years of age stepped out. Her hair was a medium brown with the smallest hint of red in it. Her bangs partially covered one eye, which had just enough eyeliner that would make her look like a rockstar, though she didn’t exactly intend on it. She just liked the way it looked. The girl had at least five bracelets on each wrist with unique rings on almost every finger of every hand. The girl was also wearing a multitude of necklaces that, surprisingly, did not jangle. Most likely due to an enchantment cast upon them by the girl. Her name? Lori Ilyssa Angel, though she does prefer people to call her Lori or Lo. Anyways, Lori looked around and grinned. “Hope the castle’s still standing after the incident” She said mainly to herself, remembering the prank-gone-wrong she had pulled that had resulted in a large, gaping hole in the potions classroom. Lori looked down and shook her head, allowing herself a small laugh. Looking back up, she grabbed a cage holding a grey falcon and her own trunk that held everything else. “Bye mum! Bye dad!” She called behind her to the two grownups, one male, one female, still in the car. After her parents said good-bye back, Lori entered Kings Cross Station and walked toward the barrier between the muggle train station and the Hogwarts Express.
