Post by blair regina lockhart on May 2, 2012 1:08:55 GMT -4
Your age: Seventeen
Birthdate: January Second
When you have died what would you like to be known for? : My Potions Skills
What sound pleases your ear the most? : The Brewing of a Potion
What magical creature would you most like to study? : Fwooper
If you could have any power what would it be? : Teleportation (currently studying Apparition)
What are you most afraid of? : Crowds
Beach or Mountains : Moutnains
Simple or Complicated : Complicated
Sunset or Sunrise : Sunset
Finally, Four boxes are placed in front of you which do you choose :
a box no bigger than a ring box that has intricate beautiful markings and a combination lock that is opened with the answer to problem written on it's underside.
She wore a cloak already, all black. The hood was up as she stood in the crowd of first years. Although she didn't really look anythign like her father, she had her mother's dark hair and soft features. And everyone knew that her mother had married her father. The last thing she wanted was to be known on her first day at Hogwarts as a Lockhart.
Not that she didn't love her father with all of her heart. She just preferred to be alone or with one or two good friends and not in a crowd of obnoxious people looking for info on her father. She would leave that job to her brother. It would only be two years before he was going to the school with her. She should take them off her back.
When her name was called, Blair stepped up, the cloak still drawn over her face. She was slightly nervous but hoped her strong mind would pull her through whatever house was chosen for her...
