Liv Hartley | First Year | Hufflepuff
Full Name: Olivia Mariella Hartley
House: Hufflepuff
Age: 11
Wand: 30,4 cm cypress wood and unicorn hair
School Year: First Year
Patronus: (Not applicable until 6th year)
Species: Human
History/Background Story: Born in London, England to a muggle mother and a poor excuse for a wizard as a father, she was never raised to believe she was anything special. Indeed, Liv grew up knowing magic existed but never having seen any demonstrations of it due to her dad's awful demonstrations when he thought her mum wasn't looking. They were considered middle class, even though her dad worked as a postman delivering mail to her classmates and her mum worked in a small clothes shop that did very little trade most days. There was always food on the table albeit never the best of foods and a roof over her head so she couldn't much complain. That, and she knew her parents loved her in their own ways, neither demonstrative or affectionate.
Liv was never the popular girl growing up despite the effusive efforts she made to befriend the other children. They saw the cheap alternatives to the more pricey goods and judged the blonde harshly for it. She could never measure upto their impossible desires for her and as such she felt ostracised and alone much of the time, though she forced herself to laugh along. If she laughed too then they were laughing with her and not at her. Such was the theology of her young mind, denial a beautiful place to reside when the alternative was too shameful. So fervent and desperate was her approach that she fairly drove people away rather than drew them in.
She didn't mean to cause an explosion in the kitchen. Her mum just wouldn't listen to her explanation that she didn't like beef wellington and wasn't going to eat it if on her plate. Without any knowledge of what she was doing or even how she had done it, the offensive dish suddenly exploded in the oven and was unsalvageable. She had been delighted, but her mother was outraged and shocked. She had scolded her and sent her to her room thoroughly chastened much to the confusion of her daughter who had no awareness of what was happening. Liv was 8 at the time and outraged by the injustice of what was happening. She was being punished for a crime she couldn't possibly have committed - she wasn't even touching the oven!
It wasn't until the letters started to arrive that she realised what was happening. She was magical. She was a witch! Unlike many other families, the Hartleys weren't immediately delighted and planning her future. Her dad, however much he hadn't enjoyed his school years, seemed eager to allow his daughter to follow in his magical footsteps. Her mum, on the other hand, was adamant that her little girl remain innocent and naive about the wizarding world. Liv put her foot down after the fourth consecutive day of rowing. It was her future and she wanted to explore what it meant.
So began the Great Silence. Her mum was determined to win, and her dad was uncharacteristically supportive of her. They barely communicated and home was a nightmare for the blonde. But she was leaving soon for Hogwarts and that was exciting in and of itself. She wasn't too sure of how good she would be at anything remotely magical but she was prepared to give it a try in the name of a colourful and interesting future! She even met a boy as she gathered all her school belongings, who seemed even more lost than she was, much to her amusement.
Face Claim: Mia Talerico
House: Hufflepuff
Age: 11
Wand: 30,4 cm cypress wood and unicorn hair
School Year: First Year
Patronus: (Not applicable until 6th year)
Species: Human
History/Background Story: Born in London, England to a muggle mother and a poor excuse for a wizard as a father, she was never raised to believe she was anything special. Indeed, Liv grew up knowing magic existed but never having seen any demonstrations of it due to her dad's awful demonstrations when he thought her mum wasn't looking. They were considered middle class, even though her dad worked as a postman delivering mail to her classmates and her mum worked in a small clothes shop that did very little trade most days. There was always food on the table albeit never the best of foods and a roof over her head so she couldn't much complain. That, and she knew her parents loved her in their own ways, neither demonstrative or affectionate.
Liv was never the popular girl growing up despite the effusive efforts she made to befriend the other children. They saw the cheap alternatives to the more pricey goods and judged the blonde harshly for it. She could never measure upto their impossible desires for her and as such she felt ostracised and alone much of the time, though she forced herself to laugh along. If she laughed too then they were laughing with her and not at her. Such was the theology of her young mind, denial a beautiful place to reside when the alternative was too shameful. So fervent and desperate was her approach that she fairly drove people away rather than drew them in.
She didn't mean to cause an explosion in the kitchen. Her mum just wouldn't listen to her explanation that she didn't like beef wellington and wasn't going to eat it if on her plate. Without any knowledge of what she was doing or even how she had done it, the offensive dish suddenly exploded in the oven and was unsalvageable. She had been delighted, but her mother was outraged and shocked. She had scolded her and sent her to her room thoroughly chastened much to the confusion of her daughter who had no awareness of what was happening. Liv was 8 at the time and outraged by the injustice of what was happening. She was being punished for a crime she couldn't possibly have committed - she wasn't even touching the oven!
It wasn't until the letters started to arrive that she realised what was happening. She was magical. She was a witch! Unlike many other families, the Hartleys weren't immediately delighted and planning her future. Her dad, however much he hadn't enjoyed his school years, seemed eager to allow his daughter to follow in his magical footsteps. Her mum, on the other hand, was adamant that her little girl remain innocent and naive about the wizarding world. Liv put her foot down after the fourth consecutive day of rowing. It was her future and she wanted to explore what it meant.
So began the Great Silence. Her mum was determined to win, and her dad was uncharacteristically supportive of her. They barely communicated and home was a nightmare for the blonde. But she was leaving soon for Hogwarts and that was exciting in and of itself. She wasn't too sure of how good she would be at anything remotely magical but she was prepared to give it a try in the name of a colourful and interesting future! She even met a boy as she gathered all her school belongings, who seemed even more lost than she was, much to her amusement.
Face Claim: Mia Talerico
Last edited by Liv Hartley on 10 Apr 2020, 09:14, edited 3 times in total.
Liv Hartley | First Year | Hufflepuff
RPG List:
Sorting Ceremony 2019-2020
Brand New Badgers - Reynolds McNeil
Into the Badger Den [First Years]
A Record Meeting - Lilia Eilertsen
A Tale of Two Houses - Charles Cutting
Salty About Sweets - Reynolds McNeil and Charles Cutting
Sorting Ceremony 2019-2020
Brand New Badgers - Reynolds McNeil
Into the Badger Den [First Years]
A Record Meeting - Lilia Eilertsen
A Tale of Two Houses - Charles Cutting
Salty About Sweets - Reynolds McNeil and Charles Cutting
Last edited by Liv Hartley on 15 Apr 2020, 02:42, edited 7 times in total.
Liv Hartley | First Year | Hufflepuff
Relationships:
Father: Tobias Hartley
Mother: Jennifer Hartley
TO BE ADDED
Father: Tobias Hartley
Mother: Jennifer Hartley
TO BE ADDED