Post by Haylee Jordan on Aug 15, 2007 12:35:54 GMT -5
Name- Haylee Jordan
Age- 16
Gender- Female
Place of Birth- Paris, France[They moved here]
Blood- Muggle
Rich, poor, middle class- Poor
Height- 5'9
Weight- 117LBS
Hair Color- Silvery Black
Eye Color- Gray
Body Type- A bit too thin
Parents- Andy and Bella Jordan
Siblings- Matt Jordan
Personality- I am a very shy girl. The only places will talk openly is when I'm alone and in my mind where I have only me and my 'friends'. In fact, the only friends I have are in my mind because people think I am too weird and they don't like me because I was muggle-born. I hope to find atleast one good friend, a student or not.
Familys Past- We had a very comfortable life in Paris, no magic or anything involved. My father worked as a butcher, but we made hardly any money because of the factory butchery. When my father came home, he told us we were moving far away. So we did, only a small bag for each of us. We arrived at our destination which father did not tell us. He moved us into a cottage smaller than our other one we had left in my childhood home. The first day was rather hard. We hid all day because of the other families that had come here from different places. The next morning, me and Matt woke up to find our parents had been murdered in their sleep. Matt took me away into the forest and we lived their, eating grasses and nuts.
When you figured out you were a wizard- My brother took me to a creek and we stayed there, laying around with our toes dangling in the cool water. A tawny owl flew and landed on a branch jsut a few feet away. The owl held something in it's mouth-a parchment of yellowed paper. It hopped off the branch and dropped the parchment in my lap before flying off. It was an envelope addressed to me. I opened it, but Matt took the letter. After he had read the letter, he glared at me with sad but angry eyes and threw the paper to the ground. He wanted to say something, but he ran away. That was the last I saw of him. After a while, I picked up the letter and read it. It turned out that I was a witch, or that was what the letter said. It was signed by a Albus Dumbledore. A laughed, beleiving that it was just a prank. Later that day, I decided to explore and found myself in a small town called Hogsmeade. There was a large castle like thing set away from the village, but I didn't go near it.
Your Wand- I ventured into one of the stores I had found and a kind man with long robes greeted me. He asked me if I had a wand. I shook my head and he burst out. He grabbed my hand and took me into a row of shelves holding boxes. He pulled out a box and opened it, exposing a stick of wood. He took my hand and placed the stick into my hand. He told me to point it and wave it. When I did, a dove flew from the end and around the store. He told me this was my wand. It was made off Holly with Phoenix feather in it.
Your Pets- I have a tawny male owl named Barq. He is one of my animal friends
Your Broom- A Nimblus 2000, or so the man said.
House Wanted- Gryffindor or Slytherin.
Other personal items- Nothing except the clothes she bought and other items.
Age- 16
Gender- Female
Place of Birth- Paris, France[They moved here]
Blood- Muggle
Rich, poor, middle class- Poor
Height- 5'9
Weight- 117LBS
Hair Color- Silvery Black
Eye Color- Gray
Body Type- A bit too thin
Parents- Andy and Bella Jordan
Siblings- Matt Jordan
Personality- I am a very shy girl. The only places will talk openly is when I'm alone and in my mind where I have only me and my 'friends'. In fact, the only friends I have are in my mind because people think I am too weird and they don't like me because I was muggle-born. I hope to find atleast one good friend, a student or not.
Familys Past- We had a very comfortable life in Paris, no magic or anything involved. My father worked as a butcher, but we made hardly any money because of the factory butchery. When my father came home, he told us we were moving far away. So we did, only a small bag for each of us. We arrived at our destination which father did not tell us. He moved us into a cottage smaller than our other one we had left in my childhood home. The first day was rather hard. We hid all day because of the other families that had come here from different places. The next morning, me and Matt woke up to find our parents had been murdered in their sleep. Matt took me away into the forest and we lived their, eating grasses and nuts.
When you figured out you were a wizard- My brother took me to a creek and we stayed there, laying around with our toes dangling in the cool water. A tawny owl flew and landed on a branch jsut a few feet away. The owl held something in it's mouth-a parchment of yellowed paper. It hopped off the branch and dropped the parchment in my lap before flying off. It was an envelope addressed to me. I opened it, but Matt took the letter. After he had read the letter, he glared at me with sad but angry eyes and threw the paper to the ground. He wanted to say something, but he ran away. That was the last I saw of him. After a while, I picked up the letter and read it. It turned out that I was a witch, or that was what the letter said. It was signed by a Albus Dumbledore. A laughed, beleiving that it was just a prank. Later that day, I decided to explore and found myself in a small town called Hogsmeade. There was a large castle like thing set away from the village, but I didn't go near it.
Your Wand- I ventured into one of the stores I had found and a kind man with long robes greeted me. He asked me if I had a wand. I shook my head and he burst out. He grabbed my hand and took me into a row of shelves holding boxes. He pulled out a box and opened it, exposing a stick of wood. He took my hand and placed the stick into my hand. He told me to point it and wave it. When I did, a dove flew from the end and around the store. He told me this was my wand. It was made off Holly with Phoenix feather in it.
Your Pets- I have a tawny male owl named Barq. He is one of my animal friends
Your Broom- A Nimblus 2000, or so the man said.
House Wanted- Gryffindor or Slytherin.
Other personal items- Nothing except the clothes she bought and other items.