Jessica Sullivan
- Status:
- Half-blood
- Nationality:
- Irish
- Residence:
- Eastleigh, England
- Function:
- First year, Hufflepuff
- Wand:
- 31,4 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair
IN THE BEGINNING
Growing up, Jessica believed in a different kind of magic–the kind that wizard and muggle alike can possess, but is sometimes hard to find. Her father, a spirited and odd wizard that could always be found with his nose in a book, could paint worlds with his words and cast spells of enchantment without a single wave of his wand. And for a girl like Jessica, convinced she would never become a witch like her talented older sister, she adored him for it.
Before settling down in Eastleigh, England, Kenneth Sullivan graduated from Hogwarts and pursued Magical History as a career. He was infatuated with old books and the struggle between the wizarding and muggle world, and many described him as being a twitchy and excited fellow. He came from a muggle family; not single stitch of wizard blood to speak of, thus his reasons for learning everything there is to know about this new world and it’s arguably tumultuous past. Kenneth, for a time, was ridiculed for his muggle-born heritage and teased for what most would consider to be a “nerd,” but all that changed when he met the American muggle artist and actress, Frieda Smith.
Frieda was an aloof young woman, easily described as having her head in the clouds. She was a dreamer, like Kenneth, and the pair suited each other. Having met Kenneth in her university’s study abroad program, she willfully decided to remain in England and the two married in a whirlwind romance. They settled in Eastleigh, where Kenneth pursued his career in writing and wrote several successful books documenting great battles in Magical History, and Frieda continued to dabble in the arts and eventually became a talented painter.
They bore their first child, a daughter named Marie. For a time, she was doted upon and provided the love and attention all children deserve. Nearly two years later, they had a second daughter, Jessica. They did their best to give either child equal love and affection, but as Marie began to show signs of magical gifts, it was difficult for Jessica to live up to, having shown no affinity toward magic. Marie’s letter to Hogwarts came and went, and Jessica spent most of her time listening to fantastical stories told by her father, or with her head bent over a book. During the two years Marie was away at Hogwarts, Jessica savoured the one-on-one time she had with her parents–particularly her father–and spent many hours by the creek daydreaming what it would be like to one day become a witch. Over time, the Sullivan family quietly accepted they would have only one daughter to possess the capacity for magic. That is, until Jessica’s 11th birthday.
THE FLOWER CHILD
Jessica Sullivan, to put it simply, is a rather pretty girl. She is by no means extraordinary or particularly striking, but she does possess features that some might see as being “naturally pretty.” She is not very tall or very short. Years of climbing trees and scaling rocks have given her a toned and athletic build, not to mention a sunkissed glow from her occasional naps outside by the creek. Neighbors sometimes called her a wild child, credited to the fact she was often seen running about with leaves and flowers tangled in her ruddy brown hair. Like her mother, Jessica’s eyes are large and expressive, slightly upturned at the outer corners and framed with short, dark, curly lashes. Perhaps her most stunning feature is the color of her eyes. They are hazel, like her father’s, a spinning mixture of vibrant green and auburn that stand in stark contrast against the caramel undertone of her skin. When washed, her hair falls in effortless waves past her shoulders, but is more often seen tied up into a ponytail or braided to one side. Sitting below a pixie-like nose are full, pouty lips; her upper lip just a smidge larger than her bottom. Her brows, also thick and dark like her hair, seem eternally fixed in a curious expression. Finally, a splatter of freckles spans the bridge of her nose and across her cheeks, likely derived from her father’s Irish heritage.
THE DREAMER
As a child being surrounded by art and music and dancing, Jessica has developed a unique perspective of the world. She has grown to become a deeply empathetic child, even at just the tender age of 12, and can find the beauty in the most unlikeliest places. She is insightful and sensitive, though perhaps somewhat shy and reserved among strangers. Jessica is constantly plagued by self-doubt, and if not checked will likely grow into acute anxiety. She is the kind of child that feels more at home outside reading a book or talking to animals, but this easily makes her somewhat of an outcast. Contrary to the bookworm stereotype, Jessica is not academically gifted and in fact struggles in science and mathematics. Instead, she excels in subjects like literature and history, and thrives in assignments that allow her to be artistically creative. Jessica is probably not one to have a large group of friends, but would rather have close friendships with one or two individuals. To those she is comfortable with, she is playful and imaginative; a girl with a mind for adventure and spirited like her eccentric father.