Height: 5'9"
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair: brown
Eye Colour: blue
Other Distinguishing Features: Many tattoos
Physical description: The younger of the twins, Evelyn is sure (though Thomas argues) that she is five foot nine, with a fluctuating waist line. On the upside of her self expression, due to a rather long and still on going rebellion phase, her skin bares the marks of many a ink session. She tends to curse the voluminous robes that hide said rebellious imagery.
Wand: 9", Oak wood, with a unicorn hair core.
Academic Achievements:
Patronus: Not yet, but its a summer study goal.
Apparation license: Achievement Unlocked
Personality: Unlike the mischievous counterpart named Thomas, Eve likes to be the social butterfly. She is not without her book smarts when it comes to Potions and Transfiguration. While she does not warrant as much detention, there are moments of willful stubbornness. Evelyn has an affinity for gambling, and winning at it (Its a gift), much like her brother- much be something in the genes they got from their Uncle Preston. Besides the need to win when challenged, Eve tends to stray into vanity and shows it with her own brand of flair.
Brief History: Evelyn and her brother, Thomas, were born in Ireland. They grew up with their mother, Anna, and Father, Seth. Their home was in Sutton, a residential suburb of Dublin's northside. Due to their parents non magical tendencies, they grew up very normal- sailing off the coast with their father, suffering through old men and their babbling about golf, and cheering on teams their father loved from the SRFC (Suttonians Rugby Football Club). As she prepared for an outing to watch a ballet with her mother, the magical world came roaring into view. Blowing up a birthday cake kind of brings the fact that magic is all a fairy tale into stark reality.
The letter was half hope, half terror. She had wanted to be like her mother but it was another world to explore. Now, she roams with her eye on being very, very good at Transfiguration and a position in the Ministry of Magic eventually.
Fears:
Worst Memory(ies):
Though very young at the time, Eve still remembers falling off one of her family's boats- the waves washing her far away before her father plucked her out of the water. The distance from shore, she panicked- and has not liked sailing far from the comfort of land since.
Best Memory(ies):
Dancing Lead in a younger generation production of the Nutcracker, with her mother looking on.
