Post by Adé Lamoureux on Feb 6, 2014 10:57:29 GMT -5
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FIFTEEN
FEMALE
SLYTHERIN
HALFBLOOD
HETEROSEXUAL
GEORGIE HENLEY
SIOBHAN MAIRÉAD FINNIGAN
 The fifth of seven children born to Seamus and Lavender Finnigan, Siobhan Mairéad Finnigan was born on a warm summer day in early May, the 3rd to be exact. Her father once told her that she didn't cry at all when she was first born; the Healer had to slap her hard to get her to cry. That quickly changed as she grew older, with her having crying fits galore. She was an odd child in this regard; most of the time, she would be calm and happy when left to her own devices, but the moment she didn't get her way, she would cry. Her crying was so loud it would often carry over to the next house in the neighbourhood, and it led to her parents having to put a Soundproofing Charm on their house. As she grew up, she grew out of this habit and would often reflect on it shamefully; she realised that with so many children in the house, she was hardly likely to get her way all the time. She was born three years after the last Finnigan sibling, Moira. Since Siobhan was a hard enough name to pronounce anyway, Moira took to calling her Bonnie after the last part of her name, and the name stuck. From the time she was born, to the day she left for Hogwarts, she was Bonnie Finnigan. Aside from the aforementioned tantrums (which, too, quieted down a little in a few years' time), Bonnie had a pretty happy childhood. The final two siblings in her family, Patrick and Meghan, were born in quick succession when she was one and two respectively. She adored them, and she didn't even mind that her mother couldn't give much time to her anymore. If she wasn't doting on either of them or playing with them, she would find a nice quiet corner (relatively hard to find in their house), and read or play with her toys without giving anyone trouble. Though money became shorter each time Lavender had another child, Bonnie didn't mind. She thought her parents gave every child quite enough love to get by with what little they had, and she was never really unhappy with her lot financially. It did mean she had to wear and use her sisters' hand-me-downs a lot, but she made do with them. As Bonnie grew a little older, it became clear that their family was being split into factions of a kind; the three eldest, the three youngest and Moira right in the middle. Moira preferred to play with Tommy, Brigid and Cara, so Bonnie was left with Patrick and Meghan. Their closeness in age both helped them and hindered them - they had no problem finding playmates, since they were always there to play with each other, but they also clashed very often and had huge fights. Patrick was often the instigator, but Bonnie was no less of a fighter. She would yell and scream at the top of her lungs, and would not hesitate to resort to biting, scratching or hair-pulling to get her way. More than once, her mother had to tell her to calm down when she got too involved in a fight; her temper issues were legendary within the family. It was especially surprising, because normally she was a quiet child. She would only react so violently when teased or provoked. She had always had a problem seeing jokes; she would take every name that her siblings called her seriously, and become convinced that they didn't love her and secretly wanted her gone. Her parents had to explain to her that they were usually joking - and she's a lot better at seeing the difference between friendly and genuine insults now, but she still hates when her siblings call her names. By the time Bonnie got her Hogwarts letter, two of her siblings - Tommy and Brigid - had already graduated, and two more were in school. She had of course heard countless stories from all of them and was pretty excited herself. She wasn't nervous in the slightest, and socialised happily on the train, talking to whoever would listen to her. She hoped to get put in Ravenclaw, since she knew she had brains and she loved to read. So she approached the castle with a light heart. But the actual Sorting was a lot more complicated and shocking than anyone would have anticipated. It took the Hat five whole minutes, but at the end of it, it shouted 'SLYTHERIN!' The whole hall was shocked, but none more shocked than Bonnie herself. She could see her sisters' gaping faces from their tables, their looks of disbelief and shock, and she felt terrible. That night, she stayed awake and cried her eyes out. Her dorm-mates gave her strange looks, but she didn't even care. Why had she been put in Slytherin? Her, with two Gryffindor parents and three siblings from the same house? She felt like it was her fault entirely; like she was a terrible person. She avoided Cara and Moira whenever she ran into them and didn't reply to any of her parents or siblings' owls. She had disappointed her family, the voice in her head kept telling her. She herself didn't quite feel like she fit in Slytherin; she didn't think she was cunning, or manipulative in the least. She was completely conflicted - she didn't think she belonged in the house she had been sorted into, and she didn't think she quite belonged in her family either now that she'd been sorted into Slytherin. It took her six months (and she didn't go back home for Christmas her first year), but she slowly began to feel like she fit into Slytherin house. She spent all her time alone, reading or doing homework. She also developed a fascination for Wizard Chess and began to see that as a way to spend time and energy. Once she'd become sufficiently good at it, she began to play with other children - and they quickly discovered that she didn't play fair at all. She would exploit as many loopholes as possible, without actually breaking any rules. But hey, who said Slytherins ever played fair, anyway? It was around this time, too, that she gave up her old nickname of Bonnie. It was something that her family had given her, and since she felt like she didn't quite fit in with them anymore, she figured that she shouldn't have been going by the name they have her, either. So Bonnie became Siobhan. Over the years, a few close friends have been allowed to call her Shev, but only her parents and siblings still call her Bonnie. She's not the biggest fan of the name anymore, though. That summer, she went back home very reluctantly; she was afraid of her parents' reaction to her Sorting. They reacted in a much calmer way than she'd expected them to, to be honest. Though she could see their disappointment, they never once made her feel like she was any less loved because of the house she'd been sorted into. However, it did make her feel isolated from the rest of her siblings. She hoped against hope that Patrick or Meghan would get sorted into Slytherin too, just so that she would have company. However, she had no such luck. Patrick went into Gryffindor and Meghan became a Ravenclaw. Out of her six siblings, Siobhan is probably closest to Meghan, because she's the least boisterous. There is Moira, but Siobhan had always been a little distant from her. If she needed help, though, Mo would be the first person she'd go to. Still, she feels like the outcast of the clan, the one who doesn't fit. She's mostly okay with her house now, but she's still worried that her siblings hate her. In Siobhan's first three years at Hogwarts, she got near-perfect grades in everything and was always near the top of her class. She would hardly study, but she found the coursework terribly easy and would often finish her assignments long before her classmates. This did lead to a little whispering and laughing from people, some people calling her a swot and a teacher's pet, but she didn't care. She finally had a way to be better than everyone, to stand out in a good way rather than a bad one, to be known and talked about. She loved it. So she tried even harder in school, and got even better grades each time. Her parents were incredibly proud of her, and she finally felt like she deserved their love. Despite her reputation as a swot, Siobhan did not hesitate to make friends during her time at Hogwarts. While she was a quiet girl, sometimes she could be quite talkative and if you drew her out of her little bubble, she could even provide some interesting conversation. She slowly began to develop a new sort of personality, too - she started to become more and more sarcastic and cheeky. She became more popular with the students, and less so with the teachers, who didn't know what to make of her. She would not pay attention in class, pass comments, back-answer the teachers, and yet she'd get all Os at the end of the year. In her third year, Siobhan found that the children of her age had begun to grow up. They had started talking about things like finding boys hot, and snogging, and things that she was completely and totally alien to. She felt like she had to fit in, so she told everyone that she had a crush on a boy two years elder than her. Hearing people talk about her, for some reason, made Siobhan feel powerful. She felt like she actually mattered, and people cared what was going on in her life. However, the gossip fizzled out pretty soon and she was forgotten pretty easily. She didn't really care too much about boys, if she was being completely honest, but she felt like if she didn't like any of them, there must have been something very wrong with her. Third year was also the year when Moira got pregnant. Siobhan didn't really know many of the specifics as to what happened leading up to her pregnancy, but the moment she found out about it, she really didn't know what to feel. She knew she was supposed to be excited, but she couldn't help feel that Moira wasn't quite ready to raise a child yet; hell, she was one herself. She did her best to check up on Moira as much as she could, though, until Mo left school. Her opinions on the whole ordeal changed slightly when Rory was born, though. He was absolutely adorable, and he seemed to take to all six siblings very well. Though Siobhan hadn't had much experience with babies, herself being one of the youngest children in the family, she began to try to take care of Rory after he grew a bit older. However, the fact that she was now the oldest Finnigan sibling at Hogwarts was a little scary to her, being only in third year herself. She tried her best not to be obsessive about Patrick and Meghan's lives, but from then on, she watched them like a hawk whenever they were all at school. It was her responsibility to see that they were all right, she thought, and it would be her fault if anything happened to them. Fourth year was when Siobhan's life began to undergo a change. Suddenly, coursework began to seem about ten times harder, and she began to feel a lot lazier and less inclined to work. Her grades began to slip, and she was beyond shocked when she got an A on her first Potions assignment of the year. That year was also the year when she finally began to notice students from other houses - well, one at least. A boy in Ravenclaw, who she had always had a sort of competition with for grades. He began to score higher than her, and she became jealous and angry. He was popular, friendly, had a burgeoning social life and yet managed to ace his exams - why couldn't she do that? She felt like if she paid attention to either of those things, the other one slipped away. If she tried to make new friends and socialise, her grades would slip. If she tried to study and kept to herself, no one would talk to her. Finally, she cracked and asked the boy how he did it. He, being the friendly chap that he was, gladly offered to help her, and the two of them began to study together. With his help, she managed to balance her grades and social life, and came out of it much less stressed out. She felt like this boy had been a calming influence on her life, and the two of them became very good friends from then on. At first she was conflicted about the friendship - she felt like she should have hated him, but she didn't, and she hated herself for that - but she realised that their competition in class didn't have to have a bearing on their friendship out of it, and now they're very, very close. Siobhan considers him her very best friend, and tells him almost everything. Fourth year was also when everyone in her year started with the whole relationship and dating thing in a big way. Seeing as Siobhan had never had a boyfriend or even been approached by boys for any reason, she began to resent whichever of her friends actually got into relationships. It was stupid and caused a lot of strained relationships for Siobhan over the year, but eventually she managed to get over her jealousy, at least outwardly. Inwardly, she still really wishes she had a boyfriend or at least someone who admires her; it would really raise her self-esteem. Siobhan is currently at her parents' house for her summer holidays before Fifth Year. Since she's now the oldest child in the house, she feels a little more independent without the eyes of four older siblings watching her. She knows Fifth Year is going to be very important, and she plans to work as hard as she can. Her aim is to become Slytherin Prefect and get all O's in her OWLs, and she will do just about anything possible to achieve that. Personality: Siobhan really isn't the way she appears to most people. Outwardly, she looks like she really couldn't care less about anything or anyone, appearing very laid-back. She always has a smart comment for every situation, and while she goes a little overboard with the snark sometimes, she's usually a fun person to be around. She has a natural inclination to get into fights and arguments, and she can have long discussions with people about any topic under the sun. Her other favourite pastime is Wizard Chess, and she's often found playing it either by herself or with someone else. Inside, though, she's a tightly-wound ball of insecurities, feeling like she could come apart at any moment. She's never felt she was particularly special among the seven siblings, and when she was Sorted into Slytherin she felt like she now stood out in a bad way from the rest of the family. She honestly believes there's nothing very outstanding or impressive about her. Earlier, she used to pride herself on her marks, but now she barely keeps herself up to that standard with her friend's help and though it is undoubtedly welcome, it also makes her feel weak in a way. She often regrets her words or actions the moment after she's said or done something, and though she appears like she doesn't care, she inwardly curses herself and wishes she could disappear. She has many friends, but she has a secret dread that she annoys them a lot or that they hate her, and she feels like if she ever gets too annoying, they'll just up and leave her. To her, a boyfriend would be a form of validation; someone, apart from family, who loves her unconditionally and who she knows would never judge her. She feels like having a boyfriend would increase her sense of self-worth, but she also thinks no boy will ever see her in that way. She's not quite gone as far as throwing herself at boys yet, but at times she honestly feels like doing it. She knows it's not a good idea, though, and has managed to keep her limits as of now. KITTY FIFTEEN GMT+4 |
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