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Eloise Featherwind
Status:
Pure-blood
Birthday:
07 Aug 2011
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Stoneville, England
Function:
First year, Slytherin
Wand:
30,0 cm chestnut wood and kneazle whiskers
Physical Description: Standing at about 4" 9 , this chocolate-skinned young lady has a shy feel about her. Her medium-long, thick black hair is usually worn down. She has bright, large, eyes, a pointed chin and angled lips. She has a wide torso with defined chest muscles, narrow hips, wide shoulders, and short legs. She often wears simple, casual clothes, and often wears a sweater of some sort.

Mental Description: Eloise is a short-tempered, shy Slytherin. If you press her buttons too much, she'll go off on you mercilessly. Even with her short temper though, Eloise Featherwind can be quite friendly and quiet. She is well-mannered and very sympathetic, and she has a high intelligence. She loves to spend her free-time in the library, scouring the tall shelves for a good book to read.


Biography: Eloise stayed with her grandmother most of her life, due to the fact that her parents had so many rows and could not take care of her well enough while they were fighting. Eventually, when she was about four years old, young Eloise moved to her mother and father's house and had a childhood friend named Celia Snippet. She didn't have much company apart from her two, constantly arguing parents, so Celia was her main friend that she met with a lot. She had first encountered Celia when she was about six years old. Once, while playing in her parents' backyard, Eloise heard a rustling noise coming from the other side of the fence. It sounded like large, heavy footsteps. "H-hello?" Eloise said, weary of what might emerge from the other side. "Oh!" said a surprised, young voice from the other side. "Oh, erm.. Hello? Who are you?" Eloise asked. Celia peeked through a crack in the fence dividing their houses. "Oh dear... I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. I-I'm Celia, Celia Snippet. What's your name?" Celia asked. "I'm Eloise...". "Hello, Eloise. It's nice to meet you! I was just trying to see if I could jump rope while moving around." Eloise giggled. "That sounds fun!" she said, staring at the fair-skinned girl who would become her best-friend moments later. Years later, she moved in with her mother after her parents split up, and had never seen her best friend again until now.

First Instance of Magic: Eloise's first instance of magic occurred the day that she was moving out of her grandmother's house. Everybody was packing boxes and moving them into Eloise's parents' truck, everybody except Eloise herself. "Eloise, go help your parents! You're sitting around here doing what? Nothing at all!" her grandmother scolded her. Eloise hated chores, absolutely loathed them! "I don't want to! I want to read, Grandma." she retorted, turning back to her story. Eloise's Grandma huffed, and attempted to drag Eloise off of her bottom, when suddenly, the seam of her dress caught fire! Yelping, Eloise's grandmother pulled out her wand to perform an incantation to put out her dress. Giggling, Eloise hurried to, finally, help the others while her grandmother struggled to put out the fire.