amelie halstead · first year · hufflepuff

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HISTORY. Reducio Edward Halstead had never mastered the art of laughter. In family portraits it was always particularly evident that her father, whose charm albeit undeniable, struggled to genuinely laugh. It was a painful sight for all that the warmth he once seemed to radiate could now only be found in the occasional disdainful glance, constantly adorned with a mask of indifference. It was their mother, however, who filled the spaces their father left vacant. Colette Halstead, with her endless patience and love, became the sun around which their small world revolved. She was the one who laughed with them, who sang as she cooked, and who knew just the right words to say when the silence between father and child grew too thick. And yet, she'd never resented him for his distance. She understood, perhaps better than anyone, the quiet burdens he bore. Amelie had always found herself in the center, a certain bridge between her siblings. It was she who acted as the glue, a role she took upon easily as she watched her mother care for others in the very same way.

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PERSONALITY. Reducio Charismatic— One could say it's difficult to dislike Amelie. Perhaps due to her childlike nature, or maybe just the warmth she exudes. This hufflepuff's overly saccharine nature certainly isn't for everyone, though that halts her kindness none. Naive— Growing up surrounded by love has it's perks, most of which being able to see the world through a lens that is good. Perhaps too good. Amelie holds the belief that there is virtue to be found in everyone, likely stemming from the fact that she is completely oblivious otherwise. Stubborn— Some would categorize her as stubborn, most notably her eldest brother, though Amelie much prefers the term 'wilful'. To her determination is hardly but a flaw, rather a skill to not let even the loudest voices compromise oneself, even should the loudest be her own.

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FIOM. Reducio "Would you please give it a rest?" A grumble erupted from the eldest, flopping onto the drawing room sofa with a dramatic sigh. Victor had never been one for the piano, much less the tedious practice that came along with it. "You are most welcome to leave." Amelie, all of ten years old responded shortly, her interest in entertaining her brother's remarks very little. To him, it was a nuisance, a constant reminder of something he had no interest in. However to small Amelie, it had been a sanctuary. A place where she could lose herself in the melodies she longed to master. With delicate fingers placed back upon the keys, a small twitch of a smile formed. Their silence was then swallowed, accompanied by yet another riled groan. She could feel the frustration building with each misstep, a tight knot in her chest that signaled perhaps he was right. An admission of defeat, arguably, but one that would be forgotten by the morning. Though just as she reached for the fallboard, an unusual sensation swept across that made her fingers tingle altogether. The piano keys beneath her grasp began to vibrate with a new, surprising hum. One that surely had not felt as her own, much less that matched her skill. It could only be described as if the piano had somehow come to life, gently guiding her once unsure hands to play a tune that was now undeniably beautiful.

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