Description

~I am referred to as Eris, or "Air".
~I am 16 years old.
~I am 5'1'' (157 cm).
~My house is Slytherin.
~I looove art, history, running track, dancing, parkour, shopping, Collecting Jewelry, and Collecting old dolls....
~But I hate stupid people, small spaces, needles, clowns, extreme heights, and ice cream.
~I am heterosexual
~Obviously, I'm a woman.

Personality

Given a situation, I can act in many different ways. Around teachers and adults of authority, I try to come off as a cool, calm, and collected girl. I do what I'm told, and I do it with a smile on my face. Whether that smile be deceptive or genuine, depends completely on the situation. I tend to be a bit of a showoff, but I've been working on toning this down a bit.

Around peers and friends, I act in a completely different manner. I can be very judgmental, and quite sarcastic. I've been told I'm narcissistic and sort of loud, but this is just another part of being me. I tend to keep my cool though, unless someone or something gets me fired up (which, depending who or what it is, isn't that hard to do). I like to fight my battles with words rather than fists, but if I'm called out, I won't hesitate to knock someone senseless.

I've been trying my hardest to be a more caring person, and I think I've done a pretty good job at it. New faces intrigue me quite a bit, and I tend to go out of my way to get to talk to someone who seems worth my while.

I'm not a lazy person; in fact, I'm quite a hard worker. I take my classes very seriously, though I do not study for anything. My belief is that if you pay attention during class, and you do at least some of your homework, you should be able to pass without a hitch.

Equipment

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History

I was born on January 25th, 1993, in the French city of Paris to a wealthy Protestant family by the last name of Wakefield. My parents had been vacationing there over the winter, for my mother just loved France during the cold, winter months. After my birth, my parents returned to my home country of England, where I grew up.

My childhood was a spoiled one. I was given all the finest things by my adoring parents, and I tried my hardest to repay them, though I was a brat about it sometimes. I never went to a public school, for my parents did not want me to be mixed with the "miscreants of England". They believed in getting me a proper education; only the best for their child.

I was aware of magic from a young age. Both of my parents had attended Hogwarts, and they wanted me to attend as well. My mother had been a Slytherin, and my father had been a Ravenclaw.

I also took an interest in dance when I was younger. Pointe Ballet was my strong point, though I had taken any class imaginable. I was very gifted with my feet, and I loved what I did. But as I aged, my father insisted that I put more time into my school work, and spend less time dancing.

Eventually, I was accepted into Hogwarts. My parents were proud, and I was as well, though not as proud as they were. To me, this was just another school. A school where I would learn magic, but a school nonetheless.

In my time at Hogwarts thus far, I have mastered many spells, and I have become quite skilled with my wand. Though, I sometimes wish there was a place where I could dance; where I could completely express who I am.