Canon or Non-Canon: Canon Characters Name: Jade Porter Nickname[s]: Ja-Ja Age: seventeen Race: Caucasian/Human Hometown: [whitshire, Noxs, other - state other] England Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Straight
Likes: [list at least five]
Cats Medieval History Books Crayons Stylish Clothes Labs Mystery The Supernatural & Unexplained Pebbles Bright Colors Smart, Loving & Funny People Pie Best Friends History Giraffes Politics Flirting Throught of a Real Relationship Cameras Classical Music Good Drama
Dislikes: [list at least five]
Math Birds Bananas Ignorance Cake Most Bugs Useless Fighting Being Lost People Getting in her Face Lime Green Failing Not Knowing Something Feeling Out of Control Losing
Weaknesses: [list at least three]
She can get a bit bossy Adventures-She Gets Very Into Them Won't Let Things Go Her Group of Friends-She Loves them All Pie History
Strengths: [No more then Five]
Intelligence Fun Nature Great Instincts
Powers: [DEMONS ONLY]
Primary:
Secondary:
Fortune or Friends: Friends Love or Power: Love Strength or Intelligence: Intelligence Courage or Fame: Courage Rebellion or Atonement: Atonement
General Personality: [at least a paragraph]
Jade is a go-getter type of person. She is upbeat most of the time and her intelligence tends to run her life. She likes encouraging the people around her and she doesn't like it when someone wants to give up. It isn't that she wants or likes being the center of attention, she just wants her voice to be heard. She is extremely smart and thinks it will get her very far in life. She believes any problem can be solved with a good, thought out plan. For her brains are important. You don't have to be the smartest person in the world for her to like you, you just have to use your common sense. Jade is very bubbly and loves to make people laugh when the time is right. But get on her bad side and you are most likely going to stay there considering it takes a lot ot make her angry. She does have a serious side and that is when she is studying or trying to figure something out. This is when she tends to get "bossy".
Appearance » H A N G I N G B Y A T H R E A D
Celebrity Claim: Taylor Momsen Hair: Long, blonde and with a splash of brown mixed in Eyes:Sky Blue Build:Shapely & Slim Height:Average height, about 5'5 Clothing Style:In the modern world she likes to wear flashy dresses and skirts with bright patterns. She also preferred jeans and cute t-shirts. Now that they are in the new world she had to wear dresses like everyone else. She tends to wear the more elaborate and colorful ones.
General Appearance: [at least one paragraph]
Jade wears her long blonde hair in many different styles. She loves a pony tail when she is being serious and trying to get something done. Down and curly is her choice when she is having fun with her friends. Some people say Jade has a baby face, soft and sweet. Her smile tends to light up her whole face and she really seems happy. Her eyes are a sky blue just like her father. When she's angry they tend to glow and sparkle. When she's thinking she scrunches her nose up in a very cute way.
History » K I L L I N G T I M E
Parents:Mother: Janelle Patricia Porter, Father: Mark James Porter Siblings: None Children: None
History: [at least two paragraphs]
Jade Lorraine was born on December 18th, the only child to Janelle & Mark Porter. From the start Jade was a sick baby. There were never times when they thought she would die, but there was always something going on with her. This went into childhood and Jade spent a lot of it indoors. This is the reason she is so smart and loves to learn. She would spend hours indoors reading books of fairy tales and ancient times. Her father was a history teacher and her mother taught English and Spanish. Jade would beg her father to read her history books and she learned very young about all types of civilizations and the way they worked. It was apparent that Jade was going to be very intelligent and her parents made sure they fed their daughter's mind.
When Jade became a teenager the sickness, things like asthma and allergies, went away and she was able to socialize much more. Thank goodness for that because she instantly clicked with people. She was certainly a people person and loved hanging out with her new friends. Her intelligent ways didn't go away though and she excelled in school, especially History and English. She made sure she made time to spend with her friends as much as she could. She didn't want her books to take over her life.
When her friends were assigned a school project to visit Whitshire Jade was quite excited. It would be the perfect chance to get some real history in. But something happened to them that no one thought could. They were somehow transported to another world, Whitshire itself. And not only were they in a different place, but they were in a total different time era. The year 853 AD. Now she is trying to figure out what happened to them and trying to figure it all out.
RP Sample: The Hog’s Head certainly wasn’t the best place to be, and alone for that matter, but it was the only place Ginny seemed to get any peace of mind. But really there was no peace of mind anymore now that Harry was gone and the Ministry was in such chaos. The Hog’s Head was the only place people weren’t following her around, asking her questions, picking her brain, and pondering her thoughts. At the moment she couldn’t go home because all the memories flooded her mind when she was just sitting at home. Thank goodness the children weren’t at home because it was hard enough comforting herself, let alone the children who wanted to know where there father was and when he was coming back. Sometimes she had to get her mother to look after them when they were at home because she was out trying to find answers and she didn’t want them burdened down with the thoughts of their father being gone forever. She could hear the head Weasley now.
“Ginevra darling you need rest. Please, let me take care of the children for a while. All the stress can’t be good for you or them. You need to concentrate on yourself.”
Ginny shook her head as she thought of her mother. Molly Weasley had been strong throughout this whole thing, and her father had been by her side. Ginny had tried so hard to be just like her mother, to be strong and bold, to show her children that everything would be okay, but it didn’t always work like that. Ginny’s nature was to be strong but she was slowly loosing steam. Ginny pushed her hand through that bright fire red hair of hers, but it just fell back into her face. She stared down at the fire whiskey sitting in front of her and every drop of it was still in the glass. Her mind started to wander and she thought about the day Harry disappeared.
Ginny had long retired from the Harpies and had come home from a long day at the Daily Prophet. She was the Senior Quidditch Correspondent and found that she really did enjoy going out and watching the matches, interviewing the players, and staying in the life of a Quidditch player. This job was perfect. It gave her enough time to be at home with her family but still gave her the joys of the game she loved so much. That particular morning she had been sitting at the table and Harry was ranting about some new discovery in a case he had been working on. Ginny sat there sipping her tea as she listened to her husband, trying not to get angry. Harry’s job had taken over his life for the past few months and she barely saw him. So the first morning in a long time that they had together he was talking about work and it took everything in her power to not unleash that famous Weasley temper. "Harry.” She said in a quiet and tired voice, stopping to look at him. “Honey please can we talk about something else? How about the letter we received from Albus? Did you even get a chance to read it?” She asked, her voice seeming to hold disappointment, as if she already knew the answer. The sheepish look on her husband’s face told her the answer that she didn't want to hear. “Harry, you have to take a little more interest in the lives of our children, they need us.” She said, her tone changing from dissapointment to growing anger. She wasn’t meaning to say that he was a bad father in the least but she was tired of seeming to take care of their children alone. “This job, this job is taking over your life. We rarely see each other anymore and when we do all you can think about is being an auror.” Her voice rising with every word. It wasn’t like Ginny to lose her temper over Harry’s job. Over the many years they had been together she had been totally supportive of the dangerous job, though always concerned and worried. She has just always pushed it aside and tried not to think about it. But there had been strange things going on in the Wizarding World and people were disappearing. That made Ginny even more worried. She had talked to her brother Ron about it and he had just told her not to worry, that Harry knew what he was doing and knew how to handle himself. She only hoped so. She brought herself out of her mind and her chocolate colored eyes wandered to her husband, wondering what he was thinking. “Harry, talk to me, tell me what’s going on inside.” She said in a soft, pleading voice. Harry looked at her, his bright green eyes seeming to bore into her before looking sad and walking up to her. “I have to go.” He said, leaning down to gently kiss her cheek. He left the room without another word, probably leaving the house as well. Ginny was left at the table, tears forming in her eyes and falling down her cheek, splashing onto the large oak table. That was the last time she saw him. He had become one of the disappearing witches and wizards.
Ginny looked up as a few people trickled into the Hog’s Head, turning her attention back to the untouched fire whiskey. Tears were forming in her eyes even now as she thought about the memory. The last time she had seen her husband she had been angry with him. They hadn’t even told each other they loved one another, a ritual they always did when they were separated. And now her life seemed to be spiraling into a chaotic mess. So for tonight she only hoped that she could get a little bit of peace.
Ginny finally took a small sip of the fire whiskey and instantly a frown formed on her delicate face. She was never one for the hard drinks, it had a bitterness to it that she just couldn’t always stomach, but she had hoped for the drink to ease her mind a bit. She just had to get through it. Harry had always kept a bottle of fire whiskey in the house for those terribly stressful nights and there were many times when she had to gently remind him that the alcohol wouldn’t take all his troubles away and to slow down. She now understood how he felt about the drink. She swirled the drink around in the small cup, just watching it go back and forth. She was about to let her mind wander again when she heard the door to the Hog’s Head open. For a moment she didn’t think anything of it, it was just another person coming in to drown their sorrows with a drink, but when figure sat down beside her she was forced to take another look. A soon as she saw who it was her eyes turned into little slits, like a cat when cornered. She had to bite her tongue not to burst out into an furious rant. Beside her sat the new Minister of Magic, Edward Wright. Ginny had mixed feelings about the new Minister. For one thing it was a little hard for Ginny to respect a person that was so young. Maybe it was because Ginny felt so old. She was three years away from being forty, and even though that wasn’t really too terribly old, to her it felt like it. Edward Wright wasn’t even thirty yet and he was trying to run the magical world.
Another reason Ginny wasn’t sure if how much she really cared for the new minister was because she wasn’t sure if he really cared about the disappearances that were going on. What was he doing to try and stop them? And to try and find the missing people? Especially her husband. Ginny had never been one to really gloat about the success of her famous husband, but he had saved the magical world for pete’s sake, she thought he deserved a little more than he was getting. What exactly was young Wright doing to find the missing auror?
Ginny pressed her lips together as she drowned the rest of the fire whiskey in one shot, a shudder going throughout her body before her lips opened. “Don’t you think you should be out there looking for the missing instead of being in here drinking and smoking like nothing is wrong.”She said, her voice full of anger. “You are the Minister of Magic after all.” She looked at him, her eyes flickering a mixture of anger and sadness. She realized what she said and took a deep breath, sighing and shaking her head. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. “She turned away, staring in front of her, the anger being replaced with sorrow. “ I guess weeks of no sleep and pacing back and forth has made me a little on the edge.” She said, her voice soft. “You know everyday I go to the Ministry demanding for answers and everyday I get the exact same one. “I’m sorry Mrs. Weasley but there hasn’t been any development in your husband’s case.” Ginny said, mimicking on of the workers. “Everyday I have to remind them that just because my husband is missing, doesn’t mean I’m not still married to him, that my last name is Potter.” She muttered. It was a mistake that many people seemed to make. In the early years of their marriage Ginny didn’t mind when people said, “oh that’s Harry Potter and his wife Ginny Weasley.” A lot of times people would just leave her maiden last name stuck on her because she was a Weasley and always would be, but she was proud to be a Potter and in times like this she wanted to remind people that she was Ginny Potter, that they needed to realize the wife of Harry Potter would continue to pester until things got done.
She turned to look at Edward, her light eyes boring into his. “So now I finally have the audience of the Minister himself. Can you tell me anything?” she asked, her voice seeming to quiver a bit, though anger lined it. “Can you tell me where my husband is?”
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