Post by TABITHA NICOLE SULLIVAN on Jun 13, 2012 19:47:35 GMT
tabitha nicole sullivan
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full name:
Tabitha Nicole Sullivan
age:
17
year:
7th
birthday:
June 17th
blood line:
Pureblood
occupation:
N/A
house:
Slytherin
“Ugh. I hate this. Honestly I don’t even know why I participate in these things. But if you must. My full name is Tabitha Nicole Sullivan. Mostly everyone calls me Tabby but a lot of people call me by my last name ‘Sullivan.’ Well I am in my seventh and finale year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Thank god. I am a pureblood Slytherin. Yes, frown if you will but I would simply roll my eyes and pretend that I didn’t see that. I am interested in guys if you must know. I am seventeen and my wand is Dragon Heartstring and made of Willow wood, 11 inches, firm yet springy.”
Chapter Two: Likes, Dislikes, Fears, and Memories[/u]
Likes:
~ Family and friends
~ Slytherin house
~ Getting her own way
~ The latest pureblood fashion
~ Jewelry
~ Gossip
~ The dark
~ Staying up late(I’m a night owl)
~ Astronomy
~ Causing trouble
~ Control
~ Italian Food
~ Flowers
~ The crisp cool season of Fall
Dislikes:
~ Know it alls
~ Mudbloods/Blood traitors
~ Gryffindors
~ Dumbledore
~ Whiny people
~ People who complain a lot
~ Backstabbers
~ Not getting her own way
~ Being ignored
~ Sudden loud noises
~ Dogs
~ Being messy/dirty
~ The Winter Months
~ Being disorganized
What I fear the most:
When facing me the boggart will turn into the dead bodies of my family members. I fear their deaths and the death of my boyfriend Michale.
My best memory:
Honestly? My best memory has always been of me and a couple of Slytherin girl sitting up late in the Slytherin Common Room, talking, gossiping, and laughing. It always brings a warm and fuzzy feeling to me.
My worst memory:
I was six when I was playing in the backyard of the family manor. I had been excused from my lessons because my mother had come down with an illness. I was moving closer to the little pond that we had in the back. I wasn’t watching where I was going and I had fallen in. It was a good thing that my brothers were coming back or else I would have drowned. The sensation and the feeling that this is it, I’m going to die, was the worst thing that I had ever felt in my life.
Chapter Three: Personality[/u]
If you ask anyone the two words that comes out of my mouth first are cold and aloof. I usually don’t give anyone the benefit of the doubt unless they’re pureblood or Slytherin. Sometimes I slide by but that doesn’t happen very often so don’t get your hopes up either way. I’m an only girl and the youngest which means I’m constantly spoiled. You got it people. I’m still daddy’s princess even if I am seventeen. Speaking of my parents I have them wrapped around my little finger. They do know all of my tricks but they somehow fall for them every time. I would like to see myself as a leader rather than a follower. I like to be in control and be in charge. Sometimes I would even find myself taking control of a situation. Unlike my mates I can describe myself as book smart. Oh, don’t look so surprised. Some Slytherins can read you know.
I’m highly ambitious as well as sly. The one thing that I love is twisting people’s words around. So yes, I can be quite manipulative when the occasion calls for it. I love to gossip and trade rumors about people whether it’s true or not. I live in drama and all honesty it is pretty much. It does get boring at times though. Some people don’t know the fact that I like to be organized and a neat freak. Really, my room is always clean. That is a credit to me rather than the house elves. The one place that I don’t let them clean because everything has to be my way.
I think I do have some disorder with cleaning. I forgot what it’s called just don’t tell anyone. It would be a living nightmare for me. Everything has to be straight and neat for me. Sometimes it takes forever but that’s the way I like it. I am pretty observant and pay attention to my surroundings while making small little mental notes all the time. I do not panic easily, in fact it takes a lot to see me freak out. Well let’s pretend that I haven’t said that shall we? I keep a calm head in stressful situations.
As for my temper...yes I do have a temper. The smallest of things set me off and it does take a while for me to calm down. I am fiercely loyal and protective to my friends and family. I do fight back with both fists and magic so you had been warned.
One of my weaknesses is that I don’t think before I speak. That, and my mouth, had often lead me to trouble. It’s a bad habit of mine. I’m rather impatient. I honestly do not have the patience that I once did. I am a perfectionist. I try to make everything perfect even if it means copying my essays a million times I do. That is probably my major downfall. I am also rather blunt. I don’t sugar coat things, I tell it as it is.
Chapter Four: The important people in my life[/u]
William Sullivan-My dad’s 45 and he is the most amazing dad that I can ask for. He works at the Ministry of Magic as an official in the Department of Law Enforcement. I have him wrapped around my finger although he does know all of my tricks. He is also a huge supporter of Lord Voldemort.
Natalie Sullivan(Nee Anderson)-My mum’s 42 and she stays at home, making sure that my brothers and I are being taken care of. I love my mum to death and I know I can pretty much talk to her about anything that’s currently bothering me. You know, the mother and daughter bonding time.
Matthew Sullivan-Matthew is 20 years old and my older brother. We’re pretty close despite the fact that he’s the heir to the family name. You know, the first born brother and all that. Typically runs in the pureblood family but doesn’t matter to me. I saw that eye roll. Just wait until I tell my father.
Adrian Sullivan-Adrian is my older brother. Born when Matthew was two. Adrian is eighteen, fresh from his Hogwarts days. Like Matthew and everyone else, he’s a former Slytherin but he works at the wizard bank instead. He was always the odd one but I love him.
Michale Blackwood-Michale is the same age as I am. A seventeen year old Slytherin pureblood. His family is also very old and, thanks to my dad, is going to be my future husband. Right now he is my boyfriend and I could not have been any happier.
Chapter Five: My History
My parents are from old pureblood families. Our line has been sorted into Slytherin for generations, not that I’m bragging or anything like that. My father, William, works at the Ministry of Magic as an official in the Department of Law Enforcement. My mother, Natalie, is a traditional stay at home mum. It was funny how these two met. Both of them were sorted into Slytherin. They wanted nothing to do with the other at first. When they were due to graduate from Hogwarts, both of them had found out that their marriage was arranged to the other. In that first few months of marriage all they did was argue and were at each other’s throats constantly. Eight months after, when mum found out that she was pregnant something changed. I think it’s for the better considering how long they were marriage. And still together if I might add. They didn’t marry for love, but for politics. You know how things run in the pureblood society. They had probably developed feelings for one another in due time. Matthew was spoiled for the first two years of his life until Adrian came along. Matthew was three and Adrian one when I was born in the late night hours of June 17th. My mum had often commented on the fact that they had delivered me in a thunderstorm at St. Mungo’s. Maybe that was one of the reasons why I love thunderstorms so much.
Well anyways, life was pretty much normal growing up. We were busy going to the latest pureblood parties and outings and everything in between. My brothers and I were pretty close. I hardly ever tagged along with them because my mother had decided to get her hands on me at an early age. From seven years old I was taught the ways of a proper pureblood lady. Sometimes I would sulk and watch my brothers run around, playing outside. I was six when I was playing in the backyard of the family manor. I had been excused from my lessons because my mother had come down with an illness. I was moving closer to the little pond that we had in the back. I wasn’t watching where I was going and I had fallen in. It was a good thing that my brothers were coming back or else I would have drowned. The sensation and the feeling that this is it, I’m going to die, was the worst thing that I had ever felt in my life. Matthew started Hogwarts when I was eight years old. I was, of course, jealous and wishing that I could go. Adrian went two years later. By that time I was already turning into a proper lady. I admit, I had been spoiled by my parents, more from my dad than my mum. My eleventh birthday rolled around the corner and we were all sitting at the table having breakfast.
Matthew had looked up at the window as three owls were flying towards it. He ran over and opened it. I let out a shriek of excitement as one of them dropped a letter on my plate before flying back out. I was actually going to Hogwarts! During the trip to Diagon Alley I was having a hard time deciding between an owl or a kitten. My dad brought both, much to my enjoyment. The light brown owl I had named Alaina. The kitten was a grey and white striped that I had named Charlie. I spent the summer doing my usual routine with one date in mind. September 1st rolled around and I was watching all of the other kids reuniting with their friends again. My father had pulled me aside and basically threatened to disowned me if I was not sorted into Slytherin. I had simply rolled my eyes and told him there was nothing to worry about. As usual I was right. The Sorting Hat had barely touched my head when it screamed Slytherin. My first year was spent learning the ropes around the castle and the ins and outs. I was happy that year. I was making friends with all of the right people thanks to my brothers. I was even making friends on my own and not to mention enemies as well.
The next few years passed by uneventful. It was basically the same thing. I had been thankful enough to watch my brothers play on the Slytherin Quidditch Team. Now while I like brooms and Quidditch you can never force me onto a broom. So do not get any ideas. I saw that smirk and you better wipe it off that face. My fifth year I had learned that my father arranged my marriage within the Blackwood family. I had met their oldest son, Michale, and had gotten along well with him. We instantly clicked and hit it off which was great. I didn’t want to marry because I had to. Unlike my parents I wanted to marry out of love. We spent the summer and the school year developing our relationship. It wasn’t perfect though. We had our fair share of fights but we would end up crawling back to one another. I had done well on my exams that fifth year and I was extremely pleased. Now I am in my seventh and final year and things could not have been any better.[/size][/ul]
alias:
Lovely Laura
gender:
Le Female
rp sample: The hills have eyes. The end.
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