Gender : Female
Age : 16
Year : Fifth
House : Hufflepuff
Ethnicity : Caucasian (Born British but had lived in America through the ages of three to eight.)
Hair/Eye Color : Grace's hair color is said to be, naturally, light brown. But ever since she discovered the wonders of magical hair dye, it has been green (for the bangs) and blue (for the..well, rest). Grace generally keeps her hair cropped very short, so that she doesn't have to deal with the hassle of worrying over it every five minutes. Her eyes are quizzical and oddly purple.
Pet : A male albino ferret named Lenne.
Home Life : Grace lives with her mother, Ashleigh Pinkstone, in an old-fashioned Boarding-home-turned-single-family. It's quite large actually, and more then enough room for the two women. Grace's older brother, Reeve, often comes to visit.
Ashleigh Pinkstone is blond and beautiful and always admits to thirty-five at diner parties. She's good-hearted and only wants what's best for her children. She enjoys hosting parties and attending parties and introducing Grace to nice, eligible young men who would bring more status to the family name. She owns and co-manages a rather large potion-making chain that stretches across Asia.
Reeve Pinkstone is twenty-five and, just like his father, was a Slytherin when he attended Hogwarts. Despite this, he and Grace are very close and love getting into practical-joke battles. Most of which end up with one or both of them covered in something thick, green, and smelling suspiciously like the by-product of a very large animal. Reeve is in his last years of internship at the ministry, and is currently engaged to a woman of his grandmother Clarisse's choosing. He has short, light brown hair (the same shade as Grace's natural color) and piercing silver eyes.
Grandmother Clarisse's exact age is unknown, but Grace is absolutely certain that the old hag should not be living any more. Unlike Grace's mother, who only wants to find her daughter a man to make Grace happy, Clarisse seems to only want to get Grace married off so that she can start making Clarisse even more...well, spoiled then she already is. When not scolded Grace for turning down blind dates or telling her to grow up and start acting like a mature young woman, Clarisse is treated Grace like she is moronic and a five-year-old. The only thing they share in common is their eye color.
Diving deeper : Grace isn't very hard to get along with, though she will call a person out if she dislikes their personalities. She's relatively calm, and loves to play practical jokes. Which means, obviously, that she can keep a straight face. She kind and fiercely loyal but, when ticked off by the right person, can resort back to her Slytherin-family blood.
Grace loves to sing, and is very, very good at it. She hopes to pull away from the horrible, artificial life her grandmother has set out for her to become a professional singer, when she's older. She also enjoys archery and ballroom dancing, and is quite talented in both areas. But Grace is terrified of any body of water that goes deeper then past her thighs, and refuses to go swimming. She hates heights with a passion, and her worst fear is to be forgotten by her loved ones, or to be the one forgetting.
She also collects costumes and books, and if the whole 'becoming a singer' dream doesn't work out, she plans on opening up a museum. Or store.
Taking a closer look :
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"And what," Began the old, crazed librarian as she stopped in front of Grace to peer snobbily down at the girl. "Do we have here?"
Grace guessed she was wondering why a girl who looked like Grace (with purple eyes and multi colored hair) was doing curled up in a library with a very thick tome on the universe. Grace blinked, slowly, before she unfolded her legs from under her and stretched them leisurely. She carefully placed a bookmark in her volume, and the shut it. "Is there something wrong, Madam?" She asked, frowning because she really didn't enjoy that fact that she'd been so rudely interrupted during her reading time.
Grace guessed she was wondering why a girl who looked like Grace (with purple eyes and multi colored hair) was doing curled up in a library with a very thick tome on the universe. Grace blinked, slowly, before she unfolded her legs from under her and stretched them leisurely. She carefully placed a bookmark in her volume, and the shut it. "Is there something wrong, Madam?" She asked, frowning because she really didn't enjoy that fact that she'd been so rudely interrupted during her reading time.