Full Name: Amari Lucía Jones House: Slytherin Age: 11 Wand: 20,8 cm Chestnut Wood and Phoenix Feather School Year: First Year Patronus: N/A Boggart: N/A Nationality: English + Puerto Rican History/Background Story:
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Her mother died during childbirth. She knew this fact before fully understanding what it meant. She was raised by her father, who loved her deeply but still seemed like he had a quiet sadness with him. Their home wasn't unhappy at all, but it felt like a place holding on to something significant. Her father did his best. He learned how to braid hair from books. He sometimes burned dinners. He raised her to be independent, thoughtful, and capable. In a few ways, she grew up fast, usually helping around the house and learning to take care of herself. Her mother’s closest friend, Marigold May Patel, "Auntie May" stayed in her life. Auntie May was a half-blood and connected two worlds. Every weekend, Amari visited her house, where magic and Muggle life intertwined. Because of this, she grew up comfortable in both worlds. She knows how to navigate a city bus route and recognize the sound of a protective charm. She had a few close friends but always kept her circle small. She never liked large crowds. She prefers special connections to popularity. Her father got her a ferret for her 8th birthday after she saw a documentary about them. She named it Nyx, and she absolutely adores it
Amari has shoulder-length dark brown curls, usually tucked behind one ear. She’s curvy with a defined waist, toned arms from gymnastics, and an athletic build. Her heterochromia is subtle but striking, one eye warm brown, the other mossy green. She has double ear piercings, a nose stud, and snakebites she only wears at night. A faint scar crosses her bottom lip from a childhood fall. Her father offered to heal it, but she refused, and she secretly likes the edge it gives her. She wears thin gold wire-frame glasses, lives in cozy oversized sweaters and worn-in jeans, but swaps to crop tops and hoops when she wants to stand out. She loves makeup, getting her nails done, and Y2K fashion like Apple Bottoms, Miss Me jeans, and Juicy Couture.
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Amari is observant, she takes her time before speaking. She watches a room for a few minutes to figure out how to fit in. Her mind is quick and analytical, her humor is well-developed and a little dark, and she tends to make people laugh hard with her jokes. She doesn't particularly enjoy new people, but when she trusts someone, she’s very attached. She’s bisexual, but it’s not something she makes a big deal about, it’s just another part of her. Above all, she’s drawn to confidence and intelligence. She can be stubborn when she thinks she’s right. She has a quiet empathy and feels things deeply, even though she doesn’t always show it. She can’t stand cruelty, arrogance, or being underestimated. She loves old books, rainy afternoons, astronomy, strong tea with honey, late-night talks, and discovering new Muggle things. She hates dishonesty, overly spicy chips, loud chewing, and people who talk over her. She also very much enjoys Muggle food and tv shows like Ramen, Takis, Lays, Matcha, Hazbin Hotel, and One Piece.
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⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘FIOM⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Her first instance of magic happened when she was eight. A group of older kids had cornered a younger child at the park, teasing him and refusing to give back his backpack. She didn't know him, but she hated the look on his face. Her hands curled into fists, and she felt something electric rush up her spine. The zipper on the leader’s backpack suddenly burst open. It unzipped violently. Papers and snacks flew out as a small storm picked up. The wind picked up just enough to scatter everything across the playground. No one saw her do anything. She didn't move. The bullies ran away, embarrassed. The younger kid stared at her like she was unreal. She went home with her heart racing, already knowing what it meant. When she told Auntie May that weekend, she didn’t seem surprised. She just smiled and said, “Hm. Took you long enough.” In the months after that, her father began schooling her in basic charms and potions.
Should I? Perhaps. Will I? Noooo. Do i enjoy being difficult? Moost Definitelyy|𝓐𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼
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