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- OOC First Name
- Ana
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- Half Blood
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- Wand
- Curly 11.5'' Sturdy Elm Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 20
Celia used to love Halloween. Back home, the holiday was an elaborate affair, requiring weeks of planning as she and her friends tried to come up with the perfect group costume. They'd spend hours at the thrift store, carefully piecing together their outfits. Of course, that wouldn't be happening this year. Her friends were halfway across the world, and the thought of them having fun without her was enough to put her in a bad mood.
She'd wanted to skip the Halloween Feast again this year, but she knew that if she wanted any semblance of a social life, she had to attend. Plus, she did miss a good party. In the end, Celia had decided to volunteer to write about the feast for the Hogwarts Monthly, effectively forcing herself to go. The assignment would hopefully net her a front page headline, and it would provide a good excuse as to why she was wandering the room miserably alone and without a real costume. She had work to do.
Wearing her cutest black dress and a cat ear headband, Celia entered the Great Hall and scanned the room, a bit overwhelmed by the decorations. They were impressive, she had to admit. She jotted down a few notes before approaching the first person she saw. "Hey, I'm covering the feast for the Monthly. What do you think of it so far?" Her transcription quill hovered above her notepad, ready to take down their quote.
She'd wanted to skip the Halloween Feast again this year, but she knew that if she wanted any semblance of a social life, she had to attend. Plus, she did miss a good party. In the end, Celia had decided to volunteer to write about the feast for the Hogwarts Monthly, effectively forcing herself to go. The assignment would hopefully net her a front page headline, and it would provide a good excuse as to why she was wandering the room miserably alone and without a real costume. She had work to do.
Wearing her cutest black dress and a cat ear headband, Celia entered the Great Hall and scanned the room, a bit overwhelmed by the decorations. They were impressive, she had to admit. She jotted down a few notes before approaching the first person she saw. "Hey, I'm covering the feast for the Monthly. What do you think of it so far?" Her transcription quill hovered above her notepad, ready to take down their quote.