Post by rowenaravenclaw on Aug 16, 2011 21:08:21 GMT
| [atrb= border, 0, true][cs=2][bg=080808] MINISTRY OF MAGIC DOCUMENT | |
| [bg=252525] [/style] | [bg=252525][style=overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 300px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; color: #909090; line-height: 100%; background: #252525; ] FULL NAME: Rowena Juliana Ravenclaw. GENDER: Female. DATE OF BIRTH: October 28th. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual. CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland. CURRENT OCCUPATION: Founder. BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood. WAND: Fir, unicorn hair, 11". PERSONALITY: "Hogwarts is my life's work and so it is no surprise that I love the school. I'm very proud of my contributions to it. I like to see students learning and enjoying themselves, preferably at the same time rather than separately. I understand that their personal lives are important but while living in a school, education should be their priority. I was very fond of my diadem, which I unfortunately lost several months before my death. I was very happy to find it once again on my head when I became conscious as a portrait. I also hold the other founders very close to my heart, even Salazar. It is popular belief that we disliked him after he left, some even say we hated him, but that isn't true. Salazar was and remains a friend of mine but his strong opinions prevented us from working together any longer. While we're on that subject, I find rumours to be nothing less than disgusting. Feeding someone false information for no reason other than something to gossip about is a horrible thing to do. I also dislike spiders, if not because they're quite scary then because they go around making cobwebs and making the place look untidy. I'm quite a neat freak and so I hate seeing mess. It just makes it so much harder to keep everything organised and an organised workspace means organised work. I do however value spiders for reducing the number of flies that are buzzing around. I also have a strong dislike for flies but then who can like something that simply buzzes around, vomits on and eats food and is just a general nuisance? My strengths certainly include magic and when I look at those who taught me (my parents, Queen Maeve and even my fellow founders), it's not really a surprise. To be more specific, I'm very talented in Transfiguration, Potions, Healing and defensive spells. While I'm not particularly bad at duelling, Godric and Salazar have always been far better and so I have left any demonstrations to them. That said, I believe I could hold my own against either of them if I was required to do so. Another of my strengths is my intelligence. If you think I'm smart now, you should have seen me with my diadem. As it is only paint now, it doesn't bear the same magical properties the real thing did. It may surprise you to know that I am a very good liar and my talents in Occlumency support this further. Like everybody else, I do have my weaknesses. I can perform most charms but I would never consider it to be my strongest area of magic and the same goes for Herbology. I sometimes find it difficult to keep my opinions to myself and this isn't helped by my Scottish temper. While I do my best to stay calm, it sometimes can't be helped and I just erupt. Judging by the reactions of those that have been on the receiving end of my anger, I can be quite scary in such situations. My biggest fear is that all of the work put into Hogwarts by myself, the other founders and everybody that has worked at the school since our passing will be undone. While I couldn't see any of what happened in the Battle of Hogwarts, I could hear it and I cried right up until Harry Potter came into the Headmaster's office. Luckily, the school has since been restored but I can't help but fear that the next obstacle is just around the corner." BACKGROUND: "It has been many years since my birth but that doesn't mean it never happened. Of course it doesn't, that would just be ridiculous. Though my parents passed away a long time ago, as did I, their names were Aldwyn and Juliana Ravenclaw. Life expectancy was much shorter back then, with 30 being considered old, and so my parents didn't have a great deal of time to make children. As such, I'm an only child. There was no need for them to rush because as far as wealth went in the tenth century, they didn't do too badly and so there was no need to keep trying for sons that could work and bring home money. My only other significant relative is my daughter, Helena. She, like everybody else I cared for, has passed away though returned to Hogwarts as a ghost. Unfortunately, her exit from life wasn't particularly pleasant and I can't help but feel that I am just as responsible for her untimely death as the Baron I sent to find her. So to start at the beginning, I was born in Scotland in the tenth century to Aldwyn and Juliana Ravenclaw, two pure-bloods that had, like myself, been born and raised in Scotland. I was their first and only child which meant their time and effort was concentrated solely on myself. Though I wasn't able to perform magic at a young age, simply out of my own ability as the Ministry of Magic didn't exist then, my parents taught me as much as they could that didn't require a wand, such as Herbology and Potions with them using their own magical abilities when required, and the theory of that which I wasn't yet able to do. When I was nine, my mother and I returned home from a visit one of her friends (who was also a witch) to see the house in flames. It took me a while for me to realise the screams were coming from my father. My mother was quicker to react and I think she would have killed every last Muggle crowded around the burning building if she hadn't been stopped by one of the villagers. She had just as little magical ability as those in the mob but she seemed to be the only person that understood we meant them no harm. She told us that as much as she wanted to let her go and save Aldwyn, doing so would only put Juliana and myself in more danger. She told us we had to go but that she wished us good luck in our lives. We fled to Ireland in search of another of my mother's friends. She was called Queen Maeve and taught young witches and wizards, not unlike myself, about magic. Juliana found work in a nearby village as a seamstress while I was taught more about magic that neither of my parents would ever have been able to perform. My mother passed away of natural causes when I was sixteen, leaving me in the care of Maeve. I stayed with her until I turned seventeen, at which point I left Ireland to return home to Scotland, inspired by Maeve to teach magic. After a few years of living alone, I met a witch named Helga Hufflepuff. She was probably the kindest person I had met until that day and I can't think of a kinder person now. She could find something positive even in the most flawed of characters, something I will always admire her for. A couple of months passed before she introduced me to two wizards she had recently met herself - Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin. Like myself, they had both considered the prospect of teaching children the ways of magic and it took very little for Helga to be interested too. The four of us became inseparable and went on to found one of the best, if not the best, schools for magic in the world. After a year or so of knowing Salazar, I found myself discussing my past with him. It turned out that he, like myself, had needed to flee a burning home and lost a parent in the process. Somehow he persuaded me to return hom and so we did. There was very little to suggest our house had ever been there. Slytherin convinced me that they deserved to burn the way that our parents and so many other witches and wizards had done. My judgement was affected by my emotions and I agreed. We went straight to the village and started burning every house in sight. I'm ashamed to admit that I caused just as much damage as Salazar. It took me about seven houses to remember the one woman who had saved my life. I turned to look for Salazar and saw that he had literally just set alight the house of that Muggle. I stunned him quickly and put out the fire before disapparating us both. That day was certainly my darkest hour and I regret ever taking part in it. We agreed to keep our involvement a secret, both from the other founders and from everybody else. Shortly after the castle was built and the first lot of students had begun their education with us, I became pregnant. I named her Helena after the Muggle that saved my and my mother's lives. She grew to be a fine young woman and was sorted into Ravenclaw by Godric's hat. I would have been very shocked if she'd been sorted into a house other than my own, even if the other founders were equally brilliant wizards and witch. It was around her fourth year that the cracks began to show in our friendship. Salazar was becoming increasingly frustrated by the number of Muggle-borns that we had allowed to learn at Hogwarts. It wasn't long before an argument broke out between the four of us though to be completely honest, it was really Salazar against the rest of us. He left the school when his complaints were shouted down, leaving just three founders running the school. It wasn't the same and I never expected it to be but we managed fine without him, as heartwarming as it would be to say we needed him in order to succeed. Helena graduated a few years later and moved away to Albania to study further. It took several days for me to realise that my diadem was missing and several weeks to accept that it had been stolen by my own daughter. I believe that was when I started to get ill. I did not tell Helga or Godric what had become of my diadem because there was still a part of me that refused to accept Helena had betrayed me, that believed there were other plausible explanations for it's absence. I asked her admirer, a man now known as the Bloody Baron, to go to Albania and search for her. My illness only became worse and after what seemed like forever, Helga and Godric told me what had become of my daughter. My memories after that day go blank for a while before I 'awoke' in Godric's office, which had originally belonged to all of the founders before moving into separate offices after a year of realising we each needed more space. I presume the memory gap was caused by my death and shift of consciousness into my portrait." |
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