Post by flint on Jul 1, 2011 22:40:21 GMT -5
nadia elisabeth flint
nineteen , slytherin , sophomore , ashley greene , canon
name:
nadia elisabeth flint
nicknames:
nads, naddie, nay, naddles, n-dog, wolfwhistles, flint
age:
nineteen
house:
slytherin
occupation:
full time student
blood status:
pureblood
wand:
basilisk fang core, birch, fourteen and a half inches
relationship status:
single- but technically betrothed.
nadia elisabeth flint
nicknames:
nads, naddie, nay, naddles, n-dog, wolfwhistles, flint
age:
nineteen
house:
slytherin
occupation:
full time student
blood status:
pureblood
wand:
basilisk fang core, birch, fourteen and a half inches
relationship status:
single- but technically betrothed.
play-by:
ashley greene
hair color:
"well, it doesn't take much to see that my hair is brunette. what you didn't know, i bet, that before this summer my hair was as blonde as luke's. it's kind of like, a flint trait i guess, the blonde hair. so, i decided to dye it dark brown to be different and make a statement. i pretty much adore it, what do you think? it gave my mom a heart attack."
eye color:
"ugh, my eyes. they're like... literally, colourless. okay, i guess not colourless- but they're like a grey colour. they look darker now that i've dyed my hair, and they kind of change colour depending on the coloured eye-shadow that's accompanying them but yeah. that sums up my eyes."
distinguishing features:
"hmm... personally, i think my most distinguishing features come from my personality than my looks- but thats fine. i'll play along. i've got nothing really distinguishable. i've got four piercings in my ears- two in each lobe, and my bellybutton pierced as well. but that's about as far as i'm willing to go- i'm not really keen for tattoo's or more piercings to be honest. i've got tonnes of scars from falling out of trees or whatever when i was a kid. but yeah... nothing distinguishable."
style:
"hmm... style huh? i'm a bit of a casual dresser. i have some desginer clothes... a lot of designer clothes actually, but im not a label whore. but i'll wear whatever makes my waistline look skinny and my boobs look great. i'm quite into high fashion and the 'hottest' looks. i think it's safe to say that i don't really go into radical clothes, like you'll never see me in a flasher coat, or in drag queen attire... unless we're going to a midnight screening of rocky horror. then you bet i'll be in drag queen! but yeah, i think ultimately i'd be classed as a 'slutty dresser'-- when there's a themed party i'll be the playboy housemate or something like that. and any excuse to walk around in my underwear, i'll gladly take it... but when you look this good, why not flaunt it?"
ashley greene
hair color:
"well, it doesn't take much to see that my hair is brunette. what you didn't know, i bet, that before this summer my hair was as blonde as luke's. it's kind of like, a flint trait i guess, the blonde hair. so, i decided to dye it dark brown to be different and make a statement. i pretty much adore it, what do you think? it gave my mom a heart attack."
eye color:
"ugh, my eyes. they're like... literally, colourless. okay, i guess not colourless- but they're like a grey colour. they look darker now that i've dyed my hair, and they kind of change colour depending on the coloured eye-shadow that's accompanying them but yeah. that sums up my eyes."
distinguishing features:
"hmm... personally, i think my most distinguishing features come from my personality than my looks- but thats fine. i'll play along. i've got nothing really distinguishable. i've got four piercings in my ears- two in each lobe, and my bellybutton pierced as well. but that's about as far as i'm willing to go- i'm not really keen for tattoo's or more piercings to be honest. i've got tonnes of scars from falling out of trees or whatever when i was a kid. but yeah... nothing distinguishable."
style:
"hmm... style huh? i'm a bit of a casual dresser. i have some desginer clothes... a lot of designer clothes actually, but im not a label whore. but i'll wear whatever makes my waistline look skinny and my boobs look great. i'm quite into high fashion and the 'hottest' looks. i think it's safe to say that i don't really go into radical clothes, like you'll never see me in a flasher coat, or in drag queen attire... unless we're going to a midnight screening of rocky horror. then you bet i'll be in drag queen! but yeah, i think ultimately i'd be classed as a 'slutty dresser'-- when there's a themed party i'll be the playboy housemate or something like that. and any excuse to walk around in my underwear, i'll gladly take it... but when you look this good, why not flaunt it?"
likes:
- attention
- parties and letting loose
- romeo
- her siblings (especially persephone)
- photography
- dogs
- the beach
- romance
- summer
- being a girl
- the rest of her family
- nightclubbing
- being at university
- fellow slytherin'
- shopping
- shoes
- lipgloss
- music
- board games
- the colour yellow
- oranges
- way to much more
dislikes:
- being ignored
- middle child syndrome
- assignments
- late assignments
- luke, at times
- sci-fi things about robots
- intollerable dorm-mates
- having to study
- winter
- being cold
- smoking
- being sick
- quidditch
- heights
- dragons
- the goblins and gringotts
- mushrooms
- porcelain dolls
- being betrothed
- cats
- the colour purple
- licorice
strengths:
-loyal
- determined
- confident
- resilient
- proud
- seductive
- optimistic
- compassionate
weaknesses:
- sarcastic
- studying
- narcissitic
- never backs down (even when she should)
- flying
- holding grudges
- obedience
- being serious
fears:
- clowns
- being in a loveless marriage
- being alone with an unfamiliar male
dreams:
"well, this is quite personal, don't you think? well, never the matter. i have one dream. to end up in a happy marriage. i mean, i know most people at this point in their lives would be dreaming of their wedding day- hoping that one day they will be lucky enough to wed. but i'm already betrothed, and my weddings been planned out. what i would love, though, is for my marriage to be happy. to come home and find my husband excited to see me, his kiss and touch genuine and the whole marriage to be wanted and loved. i don't want any of this nonsense where blood lines take priority over love and stuff. no, i want happiness. my dream is just to be happy with my husband. not too much to ask, right?"
secrets:
"shesh, nothings personal with you people, is it? well, i've got two major secrets, but if i tell you, then you have to promise not to let anyone else in on it, okay? well, firstly... when i was twelve- in the summer after my first year at hogwarts- i was, uh, abused. by a family friend. but i don't want to talk about it. and secondly, i'm sort of maybe kinda in love with my best friend, romeo. but that's another thing we can't talk about."
personality:
well, lets start off with what your most likely to see from nadia on a day to day basis. nadia doesn't put up any hard fronts. none. if you were just observing her, she comes off as just a normal nineteen year old girl. she has friends and likes to laugh with them. she's bright and bubbly around her friends and people she doesn't know so well. in fact she's outwardly quite pleasant to most people. nadia seems to find it hard to remain in a permanent bitch phase than to just get on with life for the moment and try to be happy, so that's how she comes off to people. happy, vibrant, bright, bubbly, friendly. in fact, most people find it hard to put a bad word in for nadia when they first meet her, because she comes off as so... annoyingly happy. don't get me wrong, she has her moments where she can just be a right cow. Usually, however, nadia'll be the one making some bad joke in an attempt to make someone else laugh, or spreading the looooove around. because that's just what nadia does.
the second thing you are most likely to notice about nadia flint is her carefree, confident attitude. confidence radiates off this girl more than the expensive perfumes she wears, or the spray tan she douses herself with. the best way to describe this confidence is the aura of someone who's never had to deal with anything in her life. because her older brother dealt with the brunt of the responsibility growing up, nadia never felt threatened by others decisions or whatever, and came to have confidence that her brother would be there to look out for her, so she was predominantly carefree. she just radiates, and is probably one of those girls at school that would just dominate with their confidence.
another thing you are likely to notice about nadia is that she simply doesn't care about what you think about her. although this isn't obviously aparent unless you challenge her about something, nadia is one of those people that just doesn't aim to please you with the witty things she says, the clothes she wears or anything like that. instead, being the middle child, she's learnt to just stand on her own two feet and get attention for being herself. she quite enjoys standing out from the crowd, not conforming, and all the rest of that sort of jazz. she likes being seen as a strong and independent woman who can stand on her own two feet, and doesn't need anyone else to make her feel good.
next on the list of things that you'd probably notice about nadia without really knowing her was the love she seemed to have for getting into trouble. she personally identifies this as a negative trait in her personality. this ties in closely with nadia's reasoning for being confident; she never had to seriously make decisions. instead, a majority of her decisions were taken lightly that she never really had to consider the consequences. and, particularly because her parents are wealthy and influential and her parents made her brother look out for her at hogwarts. as a result, nadia has become increasingly irresponsible, impulsive and rebellious. nadia loves getting into trouble, the amazing feeling of knowing she's doing something thats wrong and the thrill of not getting caught. nadia would never let this get out of hand- she's never been in serious trouble. more like minor offences about playing with muggles head by moving their orange juice just out of their reach or something, but nawh. nadia's more likely to jump off the roof of her house to scare her parents or pull pranks to get attention. and, you know, shirk off responsibility. she doesn't let her rebellious spirit get too out of hand.
something you probably wouldn't know about nads is that she is very determined and wants to go extremely far in her life. as much as she loves her mum, she's just a pureblood housewife and nadia, despite her own arranged marriage, nadia is going to be more than that. while she's not considerably bright (lets face it, someone as conceited and vain as nadia wasn't really destined to be the next einstein), she knows exactly what she wants out of life and how she wants to get there. nadia's strongwilled and stubborn nature plays a part in this determination. being the middle child she has definitely pushed nadia to become strong willed and more determined than ever- it probably started in the rid to be better than her brother in her parents eyes but then became more of a personal battle as well. she wanted to beat herself, become the absolute best she can be. not many people can see this past her superficial and vain attire or the annoying overbearing nature of her. she's good at arguing her points, and she's stubborn and incredibly strong-willed to the point where you want to hit your head up on a wall.
well, there's always the downside to everyone, right? as it so happens, nadia is a bit of a bitch. to put it nicely. of course, if you don't have a problem with her she won't have a problem with you, but she is known to be a little judgemental. not completely awful, but more like 'omg, she shouldn't be wearing shorts that short' or something. but when she does get truly angry and upset, she gets extremely angry and upset. she can go from being the nicest person in the world to being a mega bitch. when nadia is in one of her bad moods, she becomes what is known as 'mega uber bitchy nadia'. when nadia's in her angry, not-so-cool zone, she can become nastily sarcastic, bitchy, even cunning... pretty much the complete opposite of what she's like normally. vindictive, bitchy, awful.. this is why you'll never want to piss nadia off.
there's one other very important aspect of nadia's personality that you need to know before we skip into our conclusion. when nadia was twelve- in the summer between her first and second years of hogwarts, she was abused by a close family friend. because of this, nadia is a still a virgin and not really trusting of guys. don't get me wrong, a majority of her friends are males and she gets on fine with them in groups, but she doesn't handle being in close, intimate situations with them all to well. the only exception to this is romeo, her best friend, but yeah. she's fine with males until a certain point and is totally okay with guys in general. but the idea of being vulnerable and close to a guy freaks her out above anything and everything else, until further notice.
in conclusion though, nadia is just nadia. she's a unique and individual person who doesn't care what others think of her. it kind of comes down to five special words. she's an individual; she loves who she is, and she wouldn't change herself for all the popularity or friends in the world. if she feels like dying her hair bright pink or shaving it off, it doesn't matter what other people would think about it. she lives for herself. nadia's determined to do well in all aspects of her life, whether it be to beat herself academically or to beat her personal best on a run. she's also determined to get what she wants- although not to the extent where it would hinder anyone else's plans. she's strong-willed, and will never back down from something she believes in, no matter who opposes it. she believers that she was brought up with a strong sense of right and wrong and she's not willing to back down from that. of course, she's flirty, and to some extent people would define it as 'slutty', but they don't know that she's actually afraid of being intimate with people. she doesn't believe in 'waiting until after marriage' or any of that sort of shizzle, despite that little 'problem' though. and finally, she's friendly. underneath her exterior of vibrant loudness and 'i-dont-care-what-you-think' attitude, she has a heart of gold and loves pretty much everyone as long as they don't do anything heinous to her. because, well, she's nadia flint. and nadia is just nadia.
- attention
- parties and letting loose
- romeo
- her siblings (especially persephone)
- photography
- dogs
- the beach
- romance
- summer
- being a girl
- the rest of her family
- nightclubbing
- being at university
- fellow slytherin'
- shopping
- shoes
- lipgloss
- music
- board games
- the colour yellow
- oranges
- way to much more
dislikes:
- being ignored
- middle child syndrome
- assignments
- late assignments
- luke, at times
- sci-fi things about robots
- intollerable dorm-mates
- having to study
- winter
- being cold
- smoking
- being sick
- quidditch
- heights
- dragons
- the goblins and gringotts
- mushrooms
- porcelain dolls
- being betrothed
- cats
- the colour purple
- licorice
strengths:
-loyal
- determined
- confident
- resilient
- proud
- seductive
- optimistic
- compassionate
weaknesses:
- sarcastic
- studying
- narcissitic
- never backs down (even when she should)
- flying
- holding grudges
- obedience
- being serious
fears:
- clowns
- being in a loveless marriage
- being alone with an unfamiliar male
dreams:
"well, this is quite personal, don't you think? well, never the matter. i have one dream. to end up in a happy marriage. i mean, i know most people at this point in their lives would be dreaming of their wedding day- hoping that one day they will be lucky enough to wed. but i'm already betrothed, and my weddings been planned out. what i would love, though, is for my marriage to be happy. to come home and find my husband excited to see me, his kiss and touch genuine and the whole marriage to be wanted and loved. i don't want any of this nonsense where blood lines take priority over love and stuff. no, i want happiness. my dream is just to be happy with my husband. not too much to ask, right?"
secrets:
"shesh, nothings personal with you people, is it? well, i've got two major secrets, but if i tell you, then you have to promise not to let anyone else in on it, okay? well, firstly... when i was twelve- in the summer after my first year at hogwarts- i was, uh, abused. by a family friend. but i don't want to talk about it. and secondly, i'm sort of maybe kinda in love with my best friend, romeo. but that's another thing we can't talk about."
personality:
well, lets start off with what your most likely to see from nadia on a day to day basis. nadia doesn't put up any hard fronts. none. if you were just observing her, she comes off as just a normal nineteen year old girl. she has friends and likes to laugh with them. she's bright and bubbly around her friends and people she doesn't know so well. in fact she's outwardly quite pleasant to most people. nadia seems to find it hard to remain in a permanent bitch phase than to just get on with life for the moment and try to be happy, so that's how she comes off to people. happy, vibrant, bright, bubbly, friendly. in fact, most people find it hard to put a bad word in for nadia when they first meet her, because she comes off as so... annoyingly happy. don't get me wrong, she has her moments where she can just be a right cow. Usually, however, nadia'll be the one making some bad joke in an attempt to make someone else laugh, or spreading the looooove around. because that's just what nadia does.
the second thing you are most likely to notice about nadia flint is her carefree, confident attitude. confidence radiates off this girl more than the expensive perfumes she wears, or the spray tan she douses herself with. the best way to describe this confidence is the aura of someone who's never had to deal with anything in her life. because her older brother dealt with the brunt of the responsibility growing up, nadia never felt threatened by others decisions or whatever, and came to have confidence that her brother would be there to look out for her, so she was predominantly carefree. she just radiates, and is probably one of those girls at school that would just dominate with their confidence.
another thing you are likely to notice about nadia is that she simply doesn't care about what you think about her. although this isn't obviously aparent unless you challenge her about something, nadia is one of those people that just doesn't aim to please you with the witty things she says, the clothes she wears or anything like that. instead, being the middle child, she's learnt to just stand on her own two feet and get attention for being herself. she quite enjoys standing out from the crowd, not conforming, and all the rest of that sort of jazz. she likes being seen as a strong and independent woman who can stand on her own two feet, and doesn't need anyone else to make her feel good.
next on the list of things that you'd probably notice about nadia without really knowing her was the love she seemed to have for getting into trouble. she personally identifies this as a negative trait in her personality. this ties in closely with nadia's reasoning for being confident; she never had to seriously make decisions. instead, a majority of her decisions were taken lightly that she never really had to consider the consequences. and, particularly because her parents are wealthy and influential and her parents made her brother look out for her at hogwarts. as a result, nadia has become increasingly irresponsible, impulsive and rebellious. nadia loves getting into trouble, the amazing feeling of knowing she's doing something thats wrong and the thrill of not getting caught. nadia would never let this get out of hand- she's never been in serious trouble. more like minor offences about playing with muggles head by moving their orange juice just out of their reach or something, but nawh. nadia's more likely to jump off the roof of her house to scare her parents or pull pranks to get attention. and, you know, shirk off responsibility. she doesn't let her rebellious spirit get too out of hand.
something you probably wouldn't know about nads is that she is very determined and wants to go extremely far in her life. as much as she loves her mum, she's just a pureblood housewife and nadia, despite her own arranged marriage, nadia is going to be more than that. while she's not considerably bright (lets face it, someone as conceited and vain as nadia wasn't really destined to be the next einstein), she knows exactly what she wants out of life and how she wants to get there. nadia's strongwilled and stubborn nature plays a part in this determination. being the middle child she has definitely pushed nadia to become strong willed and more determined than ever- it probably started in the rid to be better than her brother in her parents eyes but then became more of a personal battle as well. she wanted to beat herself, become the absolute best she can be. not many people can see this past her superficial and vain attire or the annoying overbearing nature of her. she's good at arguing her points, and she's stubborn and incredibly strong-willed to the point where you want to hit your head up on a wall.
well, there's always the downside to everyone, right? as it so happens, nadia is a bit of a bitch. to put it nicely. of course, if you don't have a problem with her she won't have a problem with you, but she is known to be a little judgemental. not completely awful, but more like 'omg, she shouldn't be wearing shorts that short' or something. but when she does get truly angry and upset, she gets extremely angry and upset. she can go from being the nicest person in the world to being a mega bitch. when nadia is in one of her bad moods, she becomes what is known as 'mega uber bitchy nadia'. when nadia's in her angry, not-so-cool zone, she can become nastily sarcastic, bitchy, even cunning... pretty much the complete opposite of what she's like normally. vindictive, bitchy, awful.. this is why you'll never want to piss nadia off.
there's one other very important aspect of nadia's personality that you need to know before we skip into our conclusion. when nadia was twelve- in the summer between her first and second years of hogwarts, she was abused by a close family friend. because of this, nadia is a still a virgin and not really trusting of guys. don't get me wrong, a majority of her friends are males and she gets on fine with them in groups, but she doesn't handle being in close, intimate situations with them all to well. the only exception to this is romeo, her best friend, but yeah. she's fine with males until a certain point and is totally okay with guys in general. but the idea of being vulnerable and close to a guy freaks her out above anything and everything else, until further notice.
in conclusion though, nadia is just nadia. she's a unique and individual person who doesn't care what others think of her. it kind of comes down to five special words. she's an individual; she loves who she is, and she wouldn't change herself for all the popularity or friends in the world. if she feels like dying her hair bright pink or shaving it off, it doesn't matter what other people would think about it. she lives for herself. nadia's determined to do well in all aspects of her life, whether it be to beat herself academically or to beat her personal best on a run. she's also determined to get what she wants- although not to the extent where it would hinder anyone else's plans. she's strong-willed, and will never back down from something she believes in, no matter who opposes it. she believers that she was brought up with a strong sense of right and wrong and she's not willing to back down from that. of course, she's flirty, and to some extent people would define it as 'slutty', but they don't know that she's actually afraid of being intimate with people. she doesn't believe in 'waiting until after marriage' or any of that sort of shizzle, despite that little 'problem' though. and finally, she's friendly. underneath her exterior of vibrant loudness and 'i-dont-care-what-you-think' attitude, she has a heart of gold and loves pretty much everyone as long as they don't do anything heinous to her. because, well, she's nadia flint. and nadia is just nadia.
parents:
costas flint and ara goyle.
siblings:
lucian (21) and persephone (18)
others:
her best friend, romeo vaisley. of course, there are also her cousins, the five jugson kids and and the two sykes kids (both of these families are from her aunts on her dads side) as well as the single goyle (her mums brothers daughter)
history:
dear mum, you'll never guess what! i'm pregnant! luke's finally gonna have a little brother or sister to play with! sorry i couldn't tell you in person, but i was so excited. love, ara.
"well, i guess my story starts on march the sixteenth, nineteen years ago. no, that's not my birthday, that's my parents anniversary. now, i won't go into all the gory details, i know that'll probably just aid you in losing your lunch or something. but i do want to tell you a little bit about my parents lives before i blessed them with my presence. mum and dad were the product of an arranged marriage themselves. they were best friends all through their childhood, hogwarts, everything. they were pretty much engaged from their concievement, although it wasn't finalised until they were seventeen. of course, you know what happens next. they got married, dad went off to uni and got a degree and mum got pregnant. i'm assuming that they were quiet happy when luke came out a boy, they probably had the perfect pureblood clan going on there. but from what i can gather, it was actually pretty happy and easy being them for a while. then, two years later, mum fell pregnant again. i think mum and dad wanted a girl, a little princess they could spoil and love to balance out the little heir that they were grooming luke into. and, they got me, and named me nadia after my mums best friend. i'm really fortunate that i got such a normal name to be honest. i mean, as much as i love my siblings, persephone and lucian? yikes. i'll stick with nads. but yeah, that's the world i was born into. arranged marriage, happily ever after and a clan of flint-lings."
dear mummy. i'm super sorry about your favourite perfume. it just smelt so pretty and i wanted to be just like you. please don't be too mad. loves,nadd nadia <3
"you could say i was the black sheep of the family. after all, i am the middle child. i hardly had any time being the youngest before sephy came along. i had a lot to create in terms of an identity in the family. i was aiming for the 'peppy' one originally, but that kind of changed to the peppy-rebellious-too-much-to-handle kid. i think i drove my mother up the wall. there was this one time that i convinced seph to come play with mummy's makeup with me, and we used ALL of it. including her expensive perfume that daddy had got her for her birthday. i ended up spilling it everywhere... mum actually cried i think. it was pretty awful and ugly for a while there. but we got through it better and stronger than ever. i think that really summed up my childhood, to be honest. i was forever getting into trouble with the nannies, my parents, luke- pretty much everyone in my reach really. not that i was a bad kid, on the contrary i was just a kid who's curiousity more often than not ruled out better judgement. but overall, i feel as though i was a pretty good kid who didn't let a lot get in the way of my general happiness. ohh! another favourite pasttime of mine was meeting the nannies and learning how to curse in a variety of languages, usually in their response to my... uh, antics. i liked making deals with them, and charming them into doing what i wanted because it would be a win-win for everyone- well, i would get what i wanted and the nannies wouldn't get in trouble. victory! but overall, my child was uneventful. i had to make my own excitement, which i did with extreme amounts of vigour and excellence."
luke. guess what, we're in the same house! booyeah. guess who's going to be seeing their favourite little sister all the time. and if you don't like it, then bite me.love nads.
"following in, you know, my whole families footsteps, when i was eleven i got my letter to hogwarts. like all my family before me, i was pretty much a shoe in for slytherin, but a smaller part of me was kind of wishing for something else. ravenclaw, maybe? did you know that only beautiful people get into ravenclaw? but yeah, i just didn't really want to go to slytherin. i mean, luke was in slytherin. i literally spent spent the whole train ride on the hogwarts express with all my fingers, toes, eyes, tongue, arms, legs, everything crossed, wishing that i wouldn't be in slytherin. i could've passed as a hufflepuff perhaps, if no one pissed me off... anything but a snake. but as i walked up those stairs, leading to the stool of judgement, i knew the chances were good as i saw the older face of brother looking wisely upon me. as the hat was placed on her head, i heard the murmers of the hat as though it was in my head; 'ahh, i see... you'll do well in slytherin. better than in any other house i could put you in. trust me, in slytherin you'll be pushed harder and better than in any other house. no, i'm sorry, but you've just been made for SLYTHERIN!'. and from that moment forward, i have harboured a large aminosity towards the sorting hat. but it wasn't so bad. i actually loved it in slytherin. the people there were so much like me, and i was in the same house as romeo! i became a slytherin, in my own style. it was great."
oh hai romeo. you owe me big time for ditching me today, because the worst thing ever just happened. you seriously suck, you know that? owl me back a-sap, or else get your ass over here tomorrow. love, nadia.
"well, this was probably the darkest period of my life. it all started when my parents had to take luke to saint mungos (i may or may not have been involved in this) and sephy was at our cousins for the day. my parents had asked one of their friends from hogwarts to watch me to make sure i didn't start a fire or something. it was okay, because i loved this said friend (who i refuse to name). we were having a good time, he was showing me all sorts of cool spells like we did when i was really little. and then... yeah, i don't really want to talk about it. the next day i made romeo come over so that i could cry to him about it- and to this day i've told no one else so you can't either. since then, i've also started staying away from home as much as i can... but yeah, i don't know. i guess it's not that uncommon in this world for this sort of crap to happen, but still. lets move on, yeah? i don't really want to talk about this anymore."
dear (mum to insert name here). i am very excited for our.. meeting later this week, andam totally not dreading it at all or anything am looking forward to getting to know you. my mother would like to know how i should dress. yours forever, nadia flint.
"so yeah. lets brush over this, because i guess it is kind of important. i guess. but due to the success of their own arranged marriage, and all the ones before them, they were pretty set on arranging marriages for all us kids. but, that didn't stop me from going out and doing things my own way. the last few years at hogwarts for me were pretty normal, you know. i did okay on my newts and owls (or owls and newts if your more chronological than alphabetical) and got into uni. i had a couple of boyfriends, but i obviously never went further than kissing and whatnot. and me and romeo got closer as best friends do. but now, looks like my times up. mum wants to finalise this whole 'arranged marriage' thing and get going with the wedding, like she did. i'm not really all to keen on this. i mean, obviously no one is, but i really just can't be bothered. but this is the biggest thing in my life right now. so the days of carefree and flirty nadia are numbered- i'm engaged now, and yet to met my fiance. funny how life works out, right?"
dear future. well, this is only mildly scary. you know, starting my second year of university, getting married, looking at the rest of my life. how about you take it easy on me? i'm only nineteen, for peets sake. maybe you could forward this to my mum? thanks, nadia.
costas flint and ara goyle.
siblings:
lucian (21) and persephone (18)
others:
her best friend, romeo vaisley. of course, there are also her cousins, the five jugson kids and and the two sykes kids (both of these families are from her aunts on her dads side) as well as the single goyle (her mums brothers daughter)
history:
dear mum, you'll never guess what! i'm pregnant! luke's finally gonna have a little brother or sister to play with! sorry i couldn't tell you in person, but i was so excited. love, ara.
"well, i guess my story starts on march the sixteenth, nineteen years ago. no, that's not my birthday, that's my parents anniversary. now, i won't go into all the gory details, i know that'll probably just aid you in losing your lunch or something. but i do want to tell you a little bit about my parents lives before i blessed them with my presence. mum and dad were the product of an arranged marriage themselves. they were best friends all through their childhood, hogwarts, everything. they were pretty much engaged from their concievement, although it wasn't finalised until they were seventeen. of course, you know what happens next. they got married, dad went off to uni and got a degree and mum got pregnant. i'm assuming that they were quiet happy when luke came out a boy, they probably had the perfect pureblood clan going on there. but from what i can gather, it was actually pretty happy and easy being them for a while. then, two years later, mum fell pregnant again. i think mum and dad wanted a girl, a little princess they could spoil and love to balance out the little heir that they were grooming luke into. and, they got me, and named me nadia after my mums best friend. i'm really fortunate that i got such a normal name to be honest. i mean, as much as i love my siblings, persephone and lucian? yikes. i'll stick with nads. but yeah, that's the world i was born into. arranged marriage, happily ever after and a clan of flint-lings."
dear mummy. i'm super sorry about your favourite perfume. it just smelt so pretty and i wanted to be just like you. please don't be too mad. loves,
"you could say i was the black sheep of the family. after all, i am the middle child. i hardly had any time being the youngest before sephy came along. i had a lot to create in terms of an identity in the family. i was aiming for the 'peppy' one originally, but that kind of changed to the peppy-rebellious-too-much-to-handle kid. i think i drove my mother up the wall. there was this one time that i convinced seph to come play with mummy's makeup with me, and we used ALL of it. including her expensive perfume that daddy had got her for her birthday. i ended up spilling it everywhere... mum actually cried i think. it was pretty awful and ugly for a while there. but we got through it better and stronger than ever. i think that really summed up my childhood, to be honest. i was forever getting into trouble with the nannies, my parents, luke- pretty much everyone in my reach really. not that i was a bad kid, on the contrary i was just a kid who's curiousity more often than not ruled out better judgement. but overall, i feel as though i was a pretty good kid who didn't let a lot get in the way of my general happiness. ohh! another favourite pasttime of mine was meeting the nannies and learning how to curse in a variety of languages, usually in their response to my... uh, antics. i liked making deals with them, and charming them into doing what i wanted because it would be a win-win for everyone- well, i would get what i wanted and the nannies wouldn't get in trouble. victory! but overall, my child was uneventful. i had to make my own excitement, which i did with extreme amounts of vigour and excellence."
luke. guess what, we're in the same house! booyeah. guess who's going to be seeing their favourite little sister all the time. and if you don't like it, then bite me.
"following in, you know, my whole families footsteps, when i was eleven i got my letter to hogwarts. like all my family before me, i was pretty much a shoe in for slytherin, but a smaller part of me was kind of wishing for something else. ravenclaw, maybe? did you know that only beautiful people get into ravenclaw? but yeah, i just didn't really want to go to slytherin. i mean, luke was in slytherin. i literally spent spent the whole train ride on the hogwarts express with all my fingers, toes, eyes, tongue, arms, legs, everything crossed, wishing that i wouldn't be in slytherin. i could've passed as a hufflepuff perhaps, if no one pissed me off... anything but a snake. but as i walked up those stairs, leading to the stool of judgement, i knew the chances were good as i saw the older face of brother looking wisely upon me. as the hat was placed on her head, i heard the murmers of the hat as though it was in my head; 'ahh, i see... you'll do well in slytherin. better than in any other house i could put you in. trust me, in slytherin you'll be pushed harder and better than in any other house. no, i'm sorry, but you've just been made for SLYTHERIN!'. and from that moment forward, i have harboured a large aminosity towards the sorting hat. but it wasn't so bad. i actually loved it in slytherin. the people there were so much like me, and i was in the same house as romeo! i became a slytherin, in my own style. it was great."
oh hai romeo. you owe me big time for ditching me today, because the worst thing ever just happened. you seriously suck, you know that? owl me back a-sap, or else get your ass over here tomorrow. love, nadia.
"well, this was probably the darkest period of my life. it all started when my parents had to take luke to saint mungos (i may or may not have been involved in this) and sephy was at our cousins for the day. my parents had asked one of their friends from hogwarts to watch me to make sure i didn't start a fire or something. it was okay, because i loved this said friend (who i refuse to name). we were having a good time, he was showing me all sorts of cool spells like we did when i was really little. and then... yeah, i don't really want to talk about it. the next day i made romeo come over so that i could cry to him about it- and to this day i've told no one else so you can't either. since then, i've also started staying away from home as much as i can... but yeah, i don't know. i guess it's not that uncommon in this world for this sort of crap to happen, but still. lets move on, yeah? i don't really want to talk about this anymore."
dear (mum to insert name here). i am very excited for our.. meeting later this week, and
"so yeah. lets brush over this, because i guess it is kind of important. i guess. but due to the success of their own arranged marriage, and all the ones before them, they were pretty set on arranging marriages for all us kids. but, that didn't stop me from going out and doing things my own way. the last few years at hogwarts for me were pretty normal, you know. i did okay on my newts and owls (or owls and newts if your more chronological than alphabetical) and got into uni. i had a couple of boyfriends, but i obviously never went further than kissing and whatnot. and me and romeo got closer as best friends do. but now, looks like my times up. mum wants to finalise this whole 'arranged marriage' thing and get going with the wedding, like she did. i'm not really all to keen on this. i mean, obviously no one is, but i really just can't be bothered. but this is the biggest thing in my life right now. so the days of carefree and flirty nadia are numbered- i'm engaged now, and yet to met my fiance. funny how life works out, right?"
dear future. well, this is only mildly scary. you know, starting my second year of university, getting married, looking at the rest of my life. how about you take it easy on me? i'm only nineteen, for peets sake. maybe you could forward this to my mum? thanks, nadia.
"well, here we are today. and yes, i write letters to the future. don't judge, bro. my future is kinda looking, well, like it's about to change a heck of a lot. within the next year, my parents plan for me to be married, or at least pretty darn close to it. but i wish that my mum would back off a bit. i know, the oldest girl has to hold up family expectations. but whatever, she'll get used to the fact that i'm not a pureblood princess. i'm going to be a sophomore at college! can you believe it! i'm going to complete my studies, i'm going to become a good student... but most imprtantly, i'm going to have one hell of a year, kickass awesome year. after all, i'm nadia flint. best remember the name, bitches."
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Ayden wanted this to stop too. There was nothing in this world that would honestly please him more than to tell hisbest friend the girl in his room that everything would be fine. But, right now, Ayden couldn’t comprehend this ever being okay, because whoever this person in her room was, it most certainly wasn’t his best friend. He knew who Hana was, he knew why he had become friends with her, and this new ‘and improved’ Hana, as she seemed to be marketing it, definitely wasn’t the person who he had tried so hard to become friends with. But, he had to admit, she was right in one aspect. This was about more than just her drinking, and wanting to change and become what most people would call ‘normal’. This was about her and Potter, and although Ayden was ultimately happy for her, having finally found her prince charming or whatever was going on, but he was jealous. It wasn’t even the fact that she was dating him that made Ayden so upset. It was the fact that she was changing for him. They had dated. Sure, it had been brief and he was sure that Hana didn’t even count it as dating, but the fact was, they had dated. For a few months, it had been ‘Hana and Ayden’- you know. The combined, the pair, the duo. Now, it was ‘James and Hana’ who were invited out, and who were talked about, and all that crap. But, what made it worse, Hana was going out of her way to impress him. And although Ayden never wanted her to change, because he loved her for who she was (in a totally best friend way, of course), she had never tried to do it for him. And that fact alone was enough to make Ayden angry, and jealous, and resentful, and really, really hurt. He had tried so hard to prove to her that he was everything she would ever need, that he would always go out of his way for her. He’d protect her from whatever was going wrong, he’d look after her when they were old and she was abusing him for making some mess without cleaning it up, he’d provide for her. And she’d never have to change for him. But, she didn’t want anything that he had to offer, and this new piece of news, her turning up with alcohol for gods sake, was just another way of slapping Ayden with the fact that she didn’t want it. Something that Ayden was now struggling to come to terms with.
Ayden smirked at her, not even caring enough to pretend to understand. Shrugging, he said, maliciously, ”Go to him now, then. See how much he’ll let you drink, and see how much you want to kill yourself later on when he offers it to you then.” Ahh, not even Flint would do that. Ayden had to admit he was pretty bad, but that was low. But, not as low as Hana seemed to be sinking right now. Ayden stood statue still, glowering at her as she rattled on. Oh, so now he was low because he actually had a sex life? Because he stood back and watched people just like her precious Potter pick up drunk girls. ”Oh, and if she was? What have you got to say about that?” He snarled. ”Perhaps that I’m just another man whore, or that I’m just another one of those hypocritical gits like Flint?” He stopped for a moment before he carried on. ”At least you know what to expect from me. At least you knew I was like this before you became my friend.” He finished, although that was more to himself. What could he say, Ayden wasn’t like Hana. He wasn’t the type who would go out o his way to hurt someone. Since his seventh year at Hogwarts, a lot about him had changed. It was funny, the person he was then would have disgusted Hana, and he was actually proud of how far he had managed to come over the years. But anyway, at Hogwarts, he had been the type of guy to use those weaknesses against you. He would go out of his way to hurt you, because that’s what all the kids did. But, he liked to think that he had grown up since then, and more or less gotten over it. Now, he was more prone to telling someone what he really thought, instead of just going out of his way to make them feel bad. And, although he knew that this was exactly what Hana was doing now, he wanted nothing more than to sink to that level again. Remind her about all the things he knew about her, and make her feel just as bad about herself as she was making him feel. ”And you really think I care about you comparing me to Potter?” he spat at her, the cold expression on his face showing pitiless amusement. ”You think I care that your boyfriend surpasses me as a better human?” He followed, looking at her with cold, hard eyes. ”Honestly, Hana. I don’t give a damn about what you think about me anymore. And I sure as hell don’t care if you need to compare me to him to make yourself feel better.”
It was the airhead comment that sealed the deal for Ayden. He actually almost felt tears springing to eyes, although he had a feeling that it was more out of anger than actual emotion. Looking at her directly, Ayden almost had to physically stop himself from snarling at her. ”For fucks sake, Hana. When have I ever treated you like a barbie doll, huh? When have I ever, in the entire history of our friendship, told you to do something and then get pissed because you deliberately didn’t do it? Either you’re delusional, or you really don’t know me.” He hissed the end part. He wanted her to leave. As far as he was concerned, everything that they had shared, everything that had gone down between the two, it was wasted. As far as he was concerned, they couldn’t be friends anymore, if that was honestly what she thought it was like to be his friend. ”If you thought all those awful things, then why the fuck have you stayed around?” He said, a little bit of his distress reaching his voice. Ayden tried so hard not to be one of those pureblood assholes who went around controlling girls like puppets, making them jump when he said so and so on. And to have Hana throw back all his efforts in the last three years like that… well. He was almost done with it all.
As the glass hit the door, Ayden let it. He didn’t bother picking up his wand and cleaning it up, wiping away the evidence. The glass was pretty much their friendship. And if that’s what she felt, Ayden was sick of clinging to her in the desperate attempt to make her see what he felt. ”You think I’m happy, Hana?” He said, with a small laugh at the end of it. He watched her walk to the door, he hand slowly extending out to open it, and walk out of his life forever. Finally, Ayden threw all caution to the wind. Since she was going anyway, she may as well hear why he was being such a dick about her and Potter. She may as well love the truth. ”I love you, Hana.” He said, although passion and all those other things that were meant to be in his voice were gone. He had wanted this to be so much different. As gay as it was, and although he would never admit it to anyone else, Ayden had actually planned the moment when he would tell Hana Noelle that since they dated in their Sophomore year, he had pretty much fallen for her. It was meant to be somewhere romantic, and she was meant to be his girlfriend, not Potters. But hey, beggars can’t be choosers. ”I would move the earth and the moon for you, Hana. I’d swim through a pool of dementors, I’d rescue you from savage centaurs, hell, I’d even brave out the rest of my years in Azkaban if you wanted me too, and if it’d make you happy. And all I’ve tried to do is show you that. That I could love you more than anyone else in this world, that I’d protect you from anything that you could ever harm you, and that you’d only ever have to be yourself around me, because I love you for who you are.” Emotionless, void. Instead, his eyes were full of emotion, as they pleaded for her to stay and not throw another one of those bottle at his face. His body language, however, said something else completely. ”And to see you everyday, with him… With someone who can only give you a fraction of what I’m prepared to give you…” He trailed off, looking away from her for a moment. He didn’t care anymore. Either way, right now, there was very little that could please Ayden Vaisey.
Ayden wanted this to stop too. There was nothing in this world that would honestly please him more than to tell his
Ayden smirked at her, not even caring enough to pretend to understand. Shrugging, he said, maliciously, ”Go to him now, then. See how much he’ll let you drink, and see how much you want to kill yourself later on when he offers it to you then.” Ahh, not even Flint would do that. Ayden had to admit he was pretty bad, but that was low. But, not as low as Hana seemed to be sinking right now. Ayden stood statue still, glowering at her as she rattled on. Oh, so now he was low because he actually had a sex life? Because he stood back and watched people just like her precious Potter pick up drunk girls. ”Oh, and if she was? What have you got to say about that?” He snarled. ”Perhaps that I’m just another man whore, or that I’m just another one of those hypocritical gits like Flint?” He stopped for a moment before he carried on. ”At least you know what to expect from me. At least you knew I was like this before you became my friend.” He finished, although that was more to himself. What could he say, Ayden wasn’t like Hana. He wasn’t the type who would go out o his way to hurt someone. Since his seventh year at Hogwarts, a lot about him had changed. It was funny, the person he was then would have disgusted Hana, and he was actually proud of how far he had managed to come over the years. But anyway, at Hogwarts, he had been the type of guy to use those weaknesses against you. He would go out of his way to hurt you, because that’s what all the kids did. But, he liked to think that he had grown up since then, and more or less gotten over it. Now, he was more prone to telling someone what he really thought, instead of just going out of his way to make them feel bad. And, although he knew that this was exactly what Hana was doing now, he wanted nothing more than to sink to that level again. Remind her about all the things he knew about her, and make her feel just as bad about herself as she was making him feel. ”And you really think I care about you comparing me to Potter?” he spat at her, the cold expression on his face showing pitiless amusement. ”You think I care that your boyfriend surpasses me as a better human?” He followed, looking at her with cold, hard eyes. ”Honestly, Hana. I don’t give a damn about what you think about me anymore. And I sure as hell don’t care if you need to compare me to him to make yourself feel better.”
It was the airhead comment that sealed the deal for Ayden. He actually almost felt tears springing to eyes, although he had a feeling that it was more out of anger than actual emotion. Looking at her directly, Ayden almost had to physically stop himself from snarling at her. ”For fucks sake, Hana. When have I ever treated you like a barbie doll, huh? When have I ever, in the entire history of our friendship, told you to do something and then get pissed because you deliberately didn’t do it? Either you’re delusional, or you really don’t know me.” He hissed the end part. He wanted her to leave. As far as he was concerned, everything that they had shared, everything that had gone down between the two, it was wasted. As far as he was concerned, they couldn’t be friends anymore, if that was honestly what she thought it was like to be his friend. ”If you thought all those awful things, then why the fuck have you stayed around?” He said, a little bit of his distress reaching his voice. Ayden tried so hard not to be one of those pureblood assholes who went around controlling girls like puppets, making them jump when he said so and so on. And to have Hana throw back all his efforts in the last three years like that… well. He was almost done with it all.
As the glass hit the door, Ayden let it. He didn’t bother picking up his wand and cleaning it up, wiping away the evidence. The glass was pretty much their friendship. And if that’s what she felt, Ayden was sick of clinging to her in the desperate attempt to make her see what he felt. ”You think I’m happy, Hana?” He said, with a small laugh at the end of it. He watched her walk to the door, he hand slowly extending out to open it, and walk out of his life forever. Finally, Ayden threw all caution to the wind. Since she was going anyway, she may as well hear why he was being such a dick about her and Potter. She may as well love the truth. ”I love you, Hana.” He said, although passion and all those other things that were meant to be in his voice were gone. He had wanted this to be so much different. As gay as it was, and although he would never admit it to anyone else, Ayden had actually planned the moment when he would tell Hana Noelle that since they dated in their Sophomore year, he had pretty much fallen for her. It was meant to be somewhere romantic, and she was meant to be his girlfriend, not Potters. But hey, beggars can’t be choosers. ”I would move the earth and the moon for you, Hana. I’d swim through a pool of dementors, I’d rescue you from savage centaurs, hell, I’d even brave out the rest of my years in Azkaban if you wanted me too, and if it’d make you happy. And all I’ve tried to do is show you that. That I could love you more than anyone else in this world, that I’d protect you from anything that you could ever harm you, and that you’d only ever have to be yourself around me, because I love you for who you are.” Emotionless, void. Instead, his eyes were full of emotion, as they pleaded for her to stay and not throw another one of those bottle at his face. His body language, however, said something else completely. ”And to see you everyday, with him… With someone who can only give you a fraction of what I’m prepared to give you…” He trailed off, looking away from her for a moment. He didn’t care anymore. Either way, right now, there was very little that could please Ayden Vaisey.
ashaley , eighteen , female , syh , nada, a promise doesn't mean a thing anymore
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