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[Name:] Raven Black
[Age:] 15
[Bloodline:] Pureblood, for centuries Raven's family has worked hard to keep her blood pure.
[House:] Slytherin
[Appearance:] Raven has long, brown hair and dark brows. She is short, yet not to short for her age. Her eyes are black and her nose is long. Raven also has a few scars on her arms and legs from surfing. Lastly, Raven finger's are long, and has a small scar on her pinky.
[Character Personality:] Your first impression if Raven Black is a mysterious girl. Yet if you get to know her bit, you'll find that she's very outgoing and tough. Her tough nature brings her to getting a few detentions, but most of the time she slyly talks her way out og any situation. Most of the time Raven is happy, but when angered she tends to ignore people.
[History:] (your parents names and what they did for a living, when your character first displayed signs of magic ect.)Raven Black was born in the town of Frankfurt, Germany. Raven was always a curious toddler and wandered about the house in search of new things to tamper with. Getting her hands on her eldest brother's broken wand, Raven started a fireworks display in the living room. She grew up with six siblings: three older brothers, one older sister, and also one younger brother and sister. She soon began to surf and skateboard with her brothers and shop with her sisters. Her father, Bert Black, decided to move to England after a few set his Dessert Shoppe on fire. They moved in the summer, when Raven was 14. Raven's mother, Rosemary, helped around her father's store. They relocated the shop to a little apartment in Diagon Alley and currently work there.
[Year:] 5th Year
[Special Talents/Info:] Raven was always attracted to animals of any sort. She loved observing them and coping what they did when she was younger. Now 15, Raven finds herself understanding them a bit better and possesses an ability to understand and communicate, though she must truly focus to obtain it.
[Favorite Class/Worst Class:] Favorite Class - Raven's favorite class is Transfiguration. That is one of her many interests. Worst Class - Raven has a mixture of Potions and History of Magic. She finds them rather dull and unimportant.
[Owl, Cat, Toad, Rat, Tarantula or Pygmy Puff?] Cat

[Please complete the following writing sample:]

You are sneaking out of your Common Room at night and a Prefect grabs your arm. They want to know why you are out of your bed after curfew and threaten to report you/take house points. Post this scenario from your characters point of view and beware of GodModing the Prefect's actions. This is to get an idea of how your character reacts and to get you considering their thought processes. You do not have to escape, simply react to the scene realistically. You may create a valid reason/excuse if your character is not the type to break rules (illness, note from headmaster, etc..).

Dusk broke fully into night as the weak sun vanished from sight. All was quite in the great stone corridors oh Hogwarts, not a sound was heard. A sudden swish of hair could be heard as a Raven crept from her hiding spot behind an armored knight. She was on a mission: to retrieve her skateboard taken by a prefect. Creeping along the shadowy hallway, Raven pushed her long brown hair from her face. Let's see, the stupid prefect has probably dropped it off at Filches. Hurrying to the stairs, she flew down them silently, step by step as they moved. Rounding a corner on the first floor, Raven suddenly smacked into a dark object. Oh shi- "You?" Broke in a low voice, "what are you doing up?"
Anger bestowing her, Raven eyed the prefect, scanning him moodily.
"Nothin much, you?" An expression of annoyance flew onto his face.
"Don't even start with sarcasm, your so getting written up." Rolling her eyes, Raven suddenly had a small idea. "But, I had to tell Professor Snape something important" Surprised at the sudden change of pace, the prefect glared at her. "Like what?"
"Like..." thinking fast, Raven pointed behind the prefect, "like that!" As he turned round a bit, Raven took her chance, kicking the guy's legs out from under him whilst he was off balance. Admitting a small cry, he lost his balance and stumbled to his knees. Spinning around, Raven ran like the wind, cursing to herself on her defeat. Perhaps another day...


Approved!

Congrats Raven! Your bio has been approved so feel free to use it as a diary or a place to keep your special registrations, such as ANWA, Animagus, etc! :)