■ Astronomy ■ Defense Against the Dark Arts ■ History of Magic
OWL SCORES
■ Astronomy ~ P ■ Charms ~ O ■ Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ P ■ Herbology ~ EE ■ History of Magic ~ P ■ Potions ~ O ■ Transfiguration ~ O ■ Art ~ O ■ Divination ~ A ■ Care of Magical Creatures ~ EE ■ Healing ~ O ■ Muggle Art ~ EE ■ Muggle Music ~ EE ■ Music ~ O
NEWT SCORES
■ Charms ~ A ■ Herbology ~ A ■ Potions ~ EE ■ Transfiguration ~ A ■ Art ~ O ■ Healing ~ EE ■ Muggle Art ~ EE ■ Muggle Music ~ EE ■ Music ~ O
CURRENT EMPLOYMENTOwner of Dominic Maestro's
DREAM JOBCurrent job
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■ SENSIBLENewlyn has always had a level head on her shoulders, and if never noted for being especially clever, does have a good deal of practical know-how. Much of what she knows now as an adult has been self-taught over the years, and she's extremely capable. Newlyn knows to keep her expectations realistic and her morals firm, and this far it's served her well. ■ DEVOTEDIn nearly every relationship in her life, Newlyn is devoted. Her loyalty is part of what got her sorted into Hufflepuff at the tender age of eleven, and she is an extremely supportive, encouraging person to have as a family or a friend. Honest and committed one hundred percent to everything and everyone she values, you'd be hard-pressed to find someone more faithful. ■ RESOURCEFULNewlyn has always been someone who has always managed to find a way, even with the odds stacked against her. She grew up being forced to take initiative, as there was no one else around to do it, and that has stuck with her since. What Newlyn is good at, she is very good at, and she takes pride in her skills and her talents. ■ SELF-SACRIFICIALNewlyn has always been one to put others before herself, sometimes to her own detriment. Much of her hard work is due to wanting to provide and be there both physically and emotionally for other people, and she tends to give up her needs and wants in favor of the needs and wants of those around her. It's very hard for her to be self serving, even when she needs to be. ■ GUARDEDA private person by nature, Newlyn is not very chatty or one to say much about her personal life, even if pressed. She likes to keep what is important to her close, and will rarely confide in or reveal much to strangers or even acquaintances. Unfortunately this leads to her bottling a lot up, and it can be hard for her to vocalize what she is really feeling. ■ PRESUMPTIVENewlyn, a classic eldest child, can presume too much, and it can at best make her come off as slightly condescending, and at worst, arrogant or judgmental. While none of this is intended, she does have a tendency to jump to conclusions without getting to the bottom of things first, and her opinions can be clouded by emotions running high.
LIKES
■ Drawing ■ Painting ■ Piano ■ Violin ■ Long walks
DISLIKES
■ Patronizing attitudes ■ Violence as a solution ■ Excessive crying ■ Dust and dirt ■ Long nights
HOBBIES
■ Painting ■ Drawing ■ Playing the piano or violin
STRENGTHS
■ Her creative talents ■ Her composed nature
WEAKNESSES
■ Her tendency to blame herself for everything ■ Her reluctance to share her troubles and open up
FEARS
■ Losing her sisters ■ Losing Miles
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CHILDHOODNewlyn was born and raised in Upper Barnton, England, the firstborn child of Mitchell Vass and Rhiannon Vass nee Rayhorn, a pureblood wizard and witch. While her father came from a traditionally purist Slytherin home and background, her mother had been raised in a more accepting nature by two 'blood traitor' Gryffindors. Their marriage was an elopement- Rhiannon's parents were killed during the Second Wizarding World War, and Mitchell's parents expressly forbid him from pursuing a relationship with her. He ignored their warning, and was disowned in all but name. The new Vasses eventually settled down to raise a family, and had Newlyn, then her younger sister Elsbeth, and finally her youngest sister Morven. Shortly after Morven's birth, when Newlyn was six years old, her mother was killed by a rogue werewolf in the countryside. Her father, having idolized and clung to his wife for so many years, was permanently and irreversibly scarred by the event. He sank into a deep depression, and it fell on Newlyn to do the majority of the caring for and nurturing of her younger sisters. By the time she was of Hogwarts age she was both their mother and their father, and her father had made it clear over the years since her mother's death that he fully blamed her for it, as Rhiannon had died protecting her daughter.
SCHOOL YEARS
FIRST YEARNewlyn loved her first year away from home, away from her father, and she admitted to herself guiltily, the constant chore of looking after her younger sisters. She was sorted into Hufflepuff, and fully embraced the school as her home, and as an opportunity to finally act her age, rather than as a mini adult. She joined the music club, became friends with a housemate named Chloe, and met a charming older boy named Jay. At the end of the year, he asked her to be his girlfriend, and eager to jump into her first relationship with any boy, Newlyn accepted. SECOND YEARNewlyn spent her second year enjoying the feeling of having a boyfriend and friends for the first time in her life, people who actually seemed to care about what she felt and wanted. She did, after some internal debate, tell Jay what had happened to her mother and about the guilt she still felt over it. THIRD YEARBy the time her third year had started Newlyn had begun to clash with her father more and more frequently, with the renewed sense of confidence having a normal life had started to give her. She was tired of being the quiet, dutiful, little mother. FOURTH YEARThe summer before Newlyn's fourth year she attended a circus with Jay and her sisters that was violently attacked by dark wizards. Newlyn and her sisters made it out unharmed, by her boyfriend was struck by a spell that caused him to slowly sicken and die by the winter of her fourth year. It left her completely numb; her main source of support and encouragement had been suddenly ripped away, just like that. FIFTH YEARNewlyn slowly began to move on, despite another attack, this time by vampires, on a festival the fall of her fifth year. Her sister Elsie began attending Hogwarts as a first year, and was sorted into Hufflepuff with her. SIXTH YEARDuring her sixth year Newlyn befriended Miles McLellan, another Hufflepuff two years her junior, and was horrified to discover he was a werewolf. However, she was able to move past it and their friendship came out stronger for it; she told him that she was starting to develop feelings for him. SEVENTH YEARThe summer before Newlyn's seventh year Morven was bitten by a werewolf and would have been killed if not for her intervention. Knowing her father's reaction would likely be violent if he found out, she and Morven hid it from him, and Elsie. However, Elsie found out over the course of the year, and stung by what she perceived as a rejection from her sisters by their not telling her, inadvertently revealed it to Mitchell when they returned home. A violent struggle ensued, and by the end of it, Newlyn had knocked her father down a flight of stairs in self defense, killing him. She assumed guardianship of her sisters.
POST GRADUATIONAfter graduation Newlyn bought and currently runs Dominic Maestro's music shop in Hogsmeade. She and Miles live above the shop, and married in November 2033.
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FAMILYMiles McLellan (husband), Elsbeth Shoichet (sister), Morven Vass (sister), David Shoichet (brother-in-law) FRIENDSChloe Clarisse BEST FRIENDChloe Clarisse ROMANTIC INTERESTMiles McLellan ENEMIESThe werewolf that bit Morven PETSOwl named Speckle
I may seem overly optimistic and a bit naive but I’m really someone who appreciates the power of positive thinking. I choose to look on the bright side of things and to have hope; in the world, in myself, in other people. It’s a choice. Other people may choose to see things a different way. I was extremely cheerful and talkative as a child, but I’ve mellowed out and quieted down some due to various events in my more formative years. I’m smarter than people like to assume I am, and I’m extremely open to new things and new ideas. I’ve always been very curious about almost everything. Because I try to see the good in everything, it can blind me to the bad. My idealistic nature can be my own worst enemy. I’m naturally obedient and someone who wants to please others; I’ve never been able to shake that aspect of myself. I don’t like to cause trouble and I’m inclined to do things just to make others happy.
My background story is my mother was killed by a werewolf when I was only two. I was born and raised in Upper Barnton with my father, Mitchell, and my older sister, Newlyn, and my younger sister, Morven. I barely remember my mother, and my older sister Newlyn has always been like a mother to me. She's actually been like a father too, since my father doesn't really act like one. He feeds and clothes us, and that's about it. No hugs, or bedtime stories,or family outings. Newlyn hates him,and Morven pretends he's not alive, but I secretly hope that he still loves us, because I love him, no matter how much he acts like we don't exist. I can't wait until I can go to Hogwarts. Home isn't exactly a happy place. I guess I'll miss Morven, though. But not too much.
School Years
My first year was good! I made a bunch of friends, like Tanya, Echo, Kas, and Leo, Newlyn's best friend Chloe's cousin! But some bad stuff happened to.. they found a boy in the Dungeons...apparently he was murdered... That's awful. I hope they find whoever did it. And at the Fall Festival, some vampires attacked. I got thrown into a tree and hurt, but Kas and I made a run for it when the good vampires, I guess that's what they are, showed up to fight the bad ones. I was really worried about Newlyn and Morven, but they were okay. Other than that, I had a lot of fun this year. I really like going to classes and learning actual spells. I feel like I belong.
Second year I tried out for Quidditch and made it! The team had some losses, well, a lot of losses... but we stuck through it together. I'm reserve chaser, and it's so much fun! Next year Morven will be in school, and it'll probably be awful. She's getting worse by the day, I swear. It's like she lives to make me miserable. I can't let her bring me down, though. Newlyn says I should turn the other cheek and ignore her. It's hard, okay? I'm just mostly excited about electives next year. Ooh, and getting Echo and Kas together... hee.
Third year was miserable. Well, some parts were okay, like being an official chaser and all the brilliant electives. But as it turns out, Newlyn and Morven were hiding a secret from me all year. And not a good one. Morven is a werewolf. She got bit and they didn't even tell me. How stupid do they think I am? Am I really the 'weak link' of the family or something? I refuse to talk to Morven now and Newlyn and I are on shaky ground. I just feel so... betrayed. Evidently no one thinks I can handle anything serious
I made a massive mistake this summer. I... accidentally told Mitchell. Well, not exactly accidentally. I knew what I was saying... I just said it anyways. He tried to kill Morven, and Newlyn tried to stop him, and I ran to get help. I found Miles and he went to help while I sent an owl to some man named Jason... is he a werewolf too? When I finally came back, Mitchell was dead. Morven punched me, and I know she hates me now. She really does. We're moving, though. Maybe things will be better... somewhere else. But I doubt it.
We moved to Tinworth, by the sea. I spent all summer in the ocean. Newlyn joked that she thought I was planning on becoming a mermaid, or a selkie. I wish.
My fourth year was subdued. Kas is dying, my younger sister thinks I'm worse than dragon pox, and somehow I managed to get myself roped into tutoring David Shoichet. Or, I call him Dave, anyways. He admitted he never really liked his full name anyways. He's not that bad, now that he's warmed up to me a bit and opened his bloody ears. I also was chosen to become a Chimera? Which is like a guard of the school? In training? It sounds dangerous, and foolish, and I honestly don't care, as long as it helps people.
I did write Dave over the summer a few times. He took forever to reply, but he did reply, so maybe we're friends now. And I think Newlyn and Miles might be a thing. Good for them, I say. If they marry I'll finally have a brother.
Fifth year went alright. I spent much more time studying than I ever planned, and I spent a bit of time with Dave when Tanya and Echo were being all... coupley. Not that they aren't adorable. I was made a prefect this year, and vice captain of the quidditch team. I'm not sure I deserve all of this responsibility. I'm terrified of letting people down. Dave and I went to the Yule Ball. As friends. And it was nice. I taught him how to dance a bit. I know he wants to be more than friends, but I... I'm not sure. I care about him, and I want him to do well in life, and to be happy, because he rarely seems really happy, but I don't feel ready for a boyfriend. I don't feel ready for anything. Maybe I'll never feel ready.
The summer before sixth year Dave spent most of the summer with us in Tinworth. Morven hated it. I quite enjoyed it. I even taught him how to swim.
Sixth year was... good. The only thing of note that really happened was that Tanya's mother got married to Mr. Whitethorne over the holidays, and we all went to the wedding. And... Dave and I got together, as in I asked him out. It didn't go exactly as I'd planned, but with Dave, things never do. We're taking things- not slow, exactly, but we're just... Trying to have fun and enjoy ourselves. I have no idea how long this will last. We might hate each other by graduation next year. I'd like for it to last a long time, though. I've never felt like this about anyone in my life. I just hope it's... the same for him.
My seventh year was spent with Dave and preparing for NEWTs. I did really well, I think, so I'm happy about that. I'm not sure what I want to do after I graduate. I'd love to be a professor someday, but I'm too young to apply for any teaching position right now. I'll have to get a job, though. I'm just not sure what... Maybe working in a shop? It could be good work experience. And Dave and I have been bickering more often lately... we're just very different, and it's hard sometimes. Hogsmeade was attacked when we were leaving for the final time. Dave and I apparated out with Morven before anything could happen to us, but I feel horrible about just leaving and not coming back to help people. I know it was important to look out for Morven, but... I feel like dirt.
Dave and I were married on April 17th, 2033. It was a spur of the moment decision; we'd been fighting and then we'd made amends, and then Tanya and Echo had just gotten married that fall... The following spring just seemed right, so went down to the Ministry and signed all the necessary papers and here we are. Newlyn is renting the cottage in Tinworth to us now that Morven's moved out, and we're hoping to do some renovations before the fall when Newlyn marries, and maybe go somewhere for a belated honeymoon in the winter. Oh, and Tanya's pregnant, so we'll be an aunt and uncle soon!
I enjoy reading, learning new things, being with my sisters, helping others, and meeting new people.
I despise boring things, bullies, messes, arguing, and awkward silences.
I'm afraid of dying. I don't want to die young.
My strengths are being quick thinking and cheering people up.
My flaws are I'm easily distracted, though when I do focus I can accomplish anything. I'm also too naive.
Astronomy ~EE Charms ~O Defense Against the Dark Arts ~EE Herbology ~A History of Magic ~O Potions ~A Transfiguration ~EE Alchemy~ A Ghost and Ghoul Studies ~EE Muggle Mythology ~O Muggle Studies ~O Healing ~O Study of Ancient Runes ~EE
My N.E.W.T. Scores Were:
Charms~ O Defense Against the Dark Arts~ A Ghost and Ghoul Studies~ EE Healing~ O History of Magic~ O Muggle Mythology~ O Muggle Studies~ O Transfiguration~ EE
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! I argue a lot with my sister Morven. We tend to rub each other the wrong way.
Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 3:00 pm
Hi, my name is Morven Grainne Vass.
But I mostly go by you can call me Morven, or you can get hexed. Look! Options!
I'm a woman.
I am a werewolf, turned by Kiaran Ash of the Blaidd Drwg pack.
The pack I belong to is the Aconites.
I'm 22 years old.
My birthday is July 20th, 2014
I work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, as a Witch Watcher.
My dream job is having a job.
My blood status is pureblooded blood traitor, as I've been reminded. Many times.
The house I was in was Slytherin. What a shocker.
I was in the class of 2032.
I'm interested in not you.
I'm currently with no one.
I may seem snide, sarcastic, and not in the mood for your bulls**t but I'm really exactly that. I'm a moody b***h, sure, but you'd be too if you turned into a wolf once a month, and honestly, everyone is lucky I don't lose my temper more often. I'm not easily intimidated or shamed, and I'm not afraid to stand up to anyone who gets in my way. And really, everyone seems to get in my way. I've always been blunt, and have no interest in sparing anyone's feelings, or in anyone sparing mine. Life is much simpler when you tell it like it is. I'm argumentative enough that I genuinely enjoy verbal sparring, and prone to attempting to get the last word in, no matter what. I'm a very impatient person, and if you can't quickly get to the point, don't even bother. I don't have time to listen to you ramble. I'm fairly petty, though maybe less prone to nursing grudges for years like I was as a child. I do still enjoy knowing I can worm under other people's skin, and I've never been afraid of making other people angry. I rather enjoy, it actually. In life you have to learn to look forward to the little things. My attitude and my snide remarks mask a good bit of self loathing, and I'm slow to let other people in because deep down, I still expect them to hate me.
My background story is my mother died when I was an infant, from a rogue werewolf attack. Yes, it's very ironic. I know. I grew up in a large manor house in Upper Barnton, with everything I ever could have asked for, other than any signs of love or affection from my surviving parent. As my father was more interested in languishing in self pity, depression, and anger over the untimely death of my mother, who he was more than a bit obsessed with, I was primarily raised by my eldest sister, Newlyn. Newlyn was my sister, mother, and father, all rolled into one. My other sister, Elsie, and I were less close. By that I mean we fought constantly, and still do. I had very few friends growing up, as our family was shunned in the old pureblood circles due to my father having disgraced the Vass name by marrying a blood traitor Gryffindor, and we were known as recluses in the local magical community. The only friend I ever remember making was a girl my age named Cassie Nott. I distinctly remember running around Diagon Alley with her, but we lost touch after I got my letter for Hogwarts, and I never saw her there. Less than a month before I was due to start at Hogwarts I ran out into the night after a fight with my sisters, and surprise, surprise, was attacked by a werewolf. Newlyn ensured it was kept secret from our father who... would not have taken it well.
School Years
My first year was quite possibly the worst year of my life. Let's see, there was the monthly transformations, the finding out "oh, by the way, there ARE other werewolves in the forest", and me making the mistake of telling Elsie about my "secret". She didn't take it well. Actually, she slapped me, though I'm sure she's telling a different story. Oh, she feels so "betrayed" and like "we don't trust her". That's because she's a moron. I'm never speaking to her again. I was sorted into Slytherin, of course, to no one's surprise. Friends? Hahaha- oh, I thought you were joking. No. But I had a... conversation with an older girl on the first night. Rui, I think her name was.
Mitchell tried to kill me over the summer. He's dead now. We're moving out of our old house. "Too many bad memories," Newlyn said. "We need to make new, good ones, somewhere else." We moved to Tinworth in the middle of the summer. It's alright, I suppose, even if our home is much smaller now. My room is faaaaar away from Elsie's, and that's fine with me. I think Newlyn has a thing for that idiot Miles McLellan. Does she really have to date someone like him? Someone with the same problem as me? Though, he doesn't seem to mind it at all. The two of them are ridiculous. And Elsie, of course, thinks they're just adorable.
My second year was better. I may have made a bit of friend in Camila Rojas. I avoided Elsie like the plague, and she avoided me. I still don't like most of the buffoons in my year. I get to see Newlyn more next year, when I can go down to Hogsmeade. She's working there now, with her own music shop.
Third year I was busy with electives and all, but there was a Yule Ball. No one asked me to go, not that I cared. I went by myself. Seymour Ryans showed up and was obnoxious, but what else is new. Not much else happened.
Over the summer I walked into Flourish and Blotts, ran into Seymour Ryans- his mum and dad own it, apparently, and almost ran out. Kidding, I didn't. He did help me find the books I needed. Sort of. He was obnoxious about it, and his mother kept yelling at him in Spanish, I think.
My fourth year was utterly uneventful, other than Seymour stealing my. f**king. hair clip at the beginning of the year and me not getting it back until the feast that night. Either he has a bit of a crush, or he just like the reactions he gets from me. I'm leaning toward the latter. Oh, and Miles moved in with Newlyn, and Elsie and Rat Face (her boy toy, Shoichet) finally got together. Slow clap for the disgustingly happy couple. Back to my life. Next year will be OWLs, which I'm not looking forward to. That's all. You're dismissed.
My fifth year was stressful, simply put, and not just because of OWLs. Let's see. Seymour decided to stalk me and take pictures of me because he doesn't know how to properly express his own feelings, which led to him discovering the Big Oh No, which is me being a werewolf. Of course, being his freaky self, he found this 'hot' and had no problem with it whatsoever, though he nearly gave me a heart attack when I realized he knew. Whatever. He gave me this dumb bracelet for protection or something. I've been wearing it. We snog and stuff. It's not like either of us wants to be 'boyfriend and girlfriend' like every other idiotic teenage couple out there. And at the end of the year, neo Death Eaters attacked Hogsmeade. I didn't exactly see much action, since Elsie and Dave apparated out with me in tow. Not that I'm complaining. I like living.
My sixth year was rather relaxing, compared to my fifth. No OWLs to worry about. Seymour and I still snog and stuff, if you can believe it. We got caught by his mum in her shop's storeroom over the summer, and she fired him and gave me his job for the summer. I think I want Mrs. Ryans to adopt me. I'm still stuck living with Elsie and Rat Face, but as soon as I graduate, I'm gone.
My seventh year was alright, considering the stress of NEWTs. The school even held some silly Valentine's Masquerade thing. I think I did pretty well on my exams, and Seymour and I finally talked about... whatever we are. My intention was to break up with him, but nothing ever goes to plan when it comes to him. I suppose I just have to accept that. We're still together, even though I'll be gone next year, and Camila wants me to get a flat with her, so we'll see how that works out. Oh, and a job. A job would be nice.
Newlyn's getting married and Elsie and Rat Face eloped. This is why I live with Camila now.
I enjoy bantering, being with my sisters, sarcasm, pointless drama, and stargazing.
I despise being lied to, morons, bitter foods, full moons, controlling people.
I'm afraid of losing control.
My strengths are my refusal to back down and telling it like it is.
My flaws are not knowing when to back off and making bad first impressions.
My wand is a alder wood, centaur hair, 9 inches, inflexible, extensively decorated shaft.
My pet is aowl named Ares. He's small, but vicious.
My O.W.L. Scores Were:
Astronomy~ O Charms~ O Cooking with Magic~ A Cursebreaking~ EE Defense Against the Dark Arts~ EE Ghost and Ghoul Studies~ A Herbology~ P History of Magic~ P Muggle Studies~ O Potions~ EE Transfiguration~ A Wandless Magic Practice~ EE
My N.E.W.T. Scores Were:
Astronomy ~EE Charms ~O Cursebreaking ~O Defense Against the Dark Arts ~O Muggle Studies ~O Potions ~O Wandless Magic ~EE
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