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experience: Scaled Mt. Vesuvius WHILE it was erupting, single-handedly took down the entire Russian army, etc.
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name: Ansley Athalia Archer.
Birthday/Age: December 20th, 15.
House/Year: Slytherin, 5th year.
Classes: Potions, DADA, Charms, Transfig, Herbology, Arithmancy, History of Magic.
History: After being rejected by her one true love Draco Malfoy for some bimbo with a french accent, Pansy was devasted and desperate. She had to show Draco what he was missing, and what better way to do that than by getting married to the richest pureblood family she could find and producing lots of heirs and being gorgeous and happy. After a series of flings and one night stands, Pansy ran into Archibald Archer; A dashing young pure-blood whose parents were followers of Lord Voldemort and had quite a lot of money. After wooing him with her feminine wiles, both parents agreed that it would best for the two of them to marry and produce lovely pure-blood heirs.

Almost immediately following their marriage (which was announced across the world, just to make sure everyone knew about it) Pansy was pregnant with the Archers first child, a son they would call Archibald the Second. Pansy made sure everyone knew how lucky the two were by having a son their FIRST time, while Draco and Astoria, from what she heard had yet to have any kids. Unfortunately for Archie and Pansy, the two ran out of luck for a good three years after Archie II, unable to have anymore kids for some inane reason.

Archibald was a man who cared little about heirs and money and cared about the finer things in life, such as classic books and pieces of art. He spent most of his time as an art collector while Pansy planned all the social events for her family to attend. While Pansy raised Archie II into a upstanding young snooty pure-blood, Archibald was the kinder figure in his children's life. When Archie II was 3 years old, Pansy found out she was pregnant for a 2nd time, and was ecstatic.

Almost as soon as she was born, Ansley was thrust into frilly dresses and was practically born prim and proper. She was a quiet baby, and grew up to be a quiet child as well. She never fussed or argued with her mother, and Pansy definitely took advantage of that. Even though she was only a child, Ansley constantly acted like a grown woman.

When she wasn't being primped for parties or taking lessons on manners, Ansley enjoyed reading alone in her father's study. She wasn't a very sociable girl, despite her mother's many attempts for her to be so, and preferred being alone than being in big parties.

When Ansley was 10, she was betrothed to Victor Laroux, who Pansy thought was just rich and handsome enough for her daughter. Ansley is generally indifferent to Victor, and doesn't like or dislike him. She kept to herself as a child,caused little trouble, and followed all the rules that were bestowed on her. When she got her letters to Hogwarts, she was neither excited nor disappointed; she was just indifferent, like she was about most things.

Sometime in her third year, Ansley found herself frequenting the Quidditch pitch to let off some steam. At some point, she found herself trying out for the Slytherin Quidditch team; she has no idea why on earth she would, since it certainly wasn't very lady-like of her, but she did, and made Chaser for the team. Ever since, she loves the game, and spends most of her time practicing when she isn't reading or studying.

Personality: Ansley is probably the most anti-social girl in school, something which she's sure derived from being forced to be social at her mother's stupid parties. She's and indifferent girl who doesn't really see much fun in, well, having fun. She'd much rather curl up alone with a good book than talk to anybody, and she prefers doing homework than socializing. When Ansley does choose to talk to people, she sticks with the people she knows; Slytherins and pure-bloods.

She's a girl who follows the rules, no matter how ridiculous those rules may be. Ansley just doesn't see the benefits in breaking them, and is thus a very agreeable girl because she is so careless about everything. It's almost as though the life has been sucked out of her and she's just an empty shell, walking and talking and looking pretty.

When she does talk to others, she has a sort of cold and sarcastic way of speaking that'll let you know right off the bat she's a Slytherin. IF you aren't a pure-blood, she'll either ignore you or be extremely rude, depending on her mood at the moment. She is prone to giving dirty looks to just about everyone, and has a sort of talk to me and i'll kill you sort of attitude.

Despite her meanness, Ansley is really lonely sometimes, and wishes she weren't so mean all the time. Even though she is generally confident in herself, she does second-guess herself a lot. Sometimes she'll try to be nice, but has never ever been nice her whole life, so it sort of comes off as rude. Most of the time, she just doesn't bother, and remains quiet and cold.

Major Details:

+The way to Ansley's heart is flowers. She secretly loves gardening, though you definitely wouldn't know that by looking at her.

+Ansley aspires to be a novelist, but knows that isn't a ideal career for her future as the wife of Victor Laroux.

+Victor Laroux is a meathead and Ansley would rather die than marry him.

+Ansley would break the rules if she were given an excuse to, but she hasn't had the opportunity. Yet.

PB: Felicity Jones.

WRITING SAMPLE

The quaffle was in her hand, and she was not going to let it go. She dives past the other players, zig zags, up and down and so fast everything is beginning to blur and she's almost afraid she won't be able to stop. Her hand tightens around the ball, prepping for launch, and she pretends it's her mother she's throwing, her father, her brother, Victor Laroux, everyone she knew who molded her into something she wasn't but had to be. So when she threw it, she threw it so hard there was no chance on earth that the offending Keeper could catch it.

And while the rest of her team was cheering, Ansley was watching the quaffle, falling, falling, falling, until it fell with a thud to the ground and she couldn't see it anymore.

ENND.

ANSLEY IS KIND OF EMO, KAYYYY?