GraceAnn
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[ adventurous, eager, loyal ] *** When Adelaide Waters-Whittaker finally succumbed to cancer she left behind a devastated husband, David, and their nine-year-old daughter Grace Ann. Despite his best efforts, grief-stricken David found himself unable to handle raising their hyperactive and talkative little girl all on his own. Remarriage was simply out of the question, and so he packed up their things and moved them across the pond to the sleepy little English town of his childhood. With the help of grandparents, aunts, and uncles Grace Ann survived the hard years that followed her mother's death. Her life had changed so much in such a short amount of time, and another change came in the form of a letter delivered to her home by a handsome tawny owl. "We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July." Grace Ann had spent much of her childhood caught up in fantastical stories of wizards and orcs and elves and magic. Uncle Henry had read the Hobbit to her more times than either of them could count. To such an imaginative girl, this turn of events was something from her wildest dreams. David had been less enthusiastic than his daughter, but after having met with a representative from the wizarding school he found his worries soothed. Adelaide had always said that their girl was magic. He had always just assumed that it was a mother's awe for the life she had created, but perhaps it was something more. In any case, he could not ever recall a time that Grace Ann had looked happier, so, while he would miss her terribly, he would not stand in the way of her grand adventure. *** Little Grace Ann had never particularly liked school. She would much rather be outside playing or climbing trees or reading stories in her treehouse. Hogwarts, however, was an animal of an entirely different color. From the moment she walked through the big front doors she'd been in love with the castle and everything it stood for. She was sorted into Hufflepuff which, she found, resembled very much a hobbit hole and thrilled her to no end. She dove headfirst into all of her studies and, while she was not the head of her class, she at least always gave her full effort. As she advanced through the years she really found her niche in Charms. Grace Ann was not the most gifted student, but she was wonderfully creative and innovative with her spells. At least, that is what her Professors said of her. That innovation, however, is not without its risks. A color-changing charm backfired her during one of her experiments and landed her with unexpected bubble-gum pink hair. Rather than being deterred, Grace Ann found she rather liked the effect and began regularly using potions to dye her hair every color under the sun. It is a habit that has persisted to the present day, much to the amusement of her friends. It wasn't all school work and experiments with Grace Ann, of course. Right off the bat, she was making friends. It was hard not to like the sincere and enthusiastic girl. She might get you in trouble in class for talking, but she would also sit and listen to you talk about your hopes and dreams and desires for hours. Her friendships weren't restricted to other Hufflepuffs either. She was just as likely to befriend a Slytherin as she was a Ravenclaw. Grace Ann was and continues to be a loyal friend and about as difficult to get rid of as the glitter she was so fond of. *** From the time she received her first box of jumbo-sized crayons Grace Ann has considered herself an artist. She doesn't have a medium she prefers so long as the colors are as vibrant as it is possible to be. The fridge at home was always covered in her artwork, though David had to stop hanging them when she learned how to spell the images into life. Aunt Nancy's poor heart wouldn't be able to take the impish dragon sticking his tongue out at her. Her love for art and color only grew as she got older and her style really started to develop. Grace Ann had considered trying to make her living as an artist, although she'd been directionless until one summer she'd met a woman almost completely covered in tattoos. It was as though a light went on in the girl's little pink head and a whole new avenue was opened to her. She'd never forget the look on her father's face when she told him she was going to be a tattoo artist when she graduated. *** In the two years following her graduation from Hogwarts, Grace Ann apprenticed at various parlors all across Europe. She worked hard and dedicated herself to the craft. Seeing the art on one's skin come alive wasn't something she would ever stop feeling in awe of. No matter how many years she lived in the wizarding world, she could never get over the fact that there was magic! and she could work it. The enthusiasm she first felt at Hogwarts has yet to fade to a sense of normalcy. She hopes it never does. On her travels, she made friends and found lovers but never any place that called to her louder than any other. That is until the owner of the world-renowned MagInk in Amsterdam offered her a position at the end of her apprenticeship. As soon as the ink on her license dried she had moved into a little, leaky flat and started work at the magical tattoo parlor. From the outside, it doesn't seem like much of a life, but Grace Ann is happy. Isn't that what really matters? *** name ! grace ann whittaker age ! twenty blood status ! no-maj born occupation ! tattoo artist @ MagInk fun facts! her boggart is the imposing and hunched over figure of a doctor come to tell her she has the same cancer that claimed her mother! her patronus is an otter! she has a barn owl named soren! she has seven tattoos (magical and mundane)! her favorite day of the week is tuesday! odd numbers make her uncomfortable! her favorite color is every color (but especially pink)! she named her wand "betty"! she can't grow any sort of plant, they all just wither and die without rhyme or reason! |
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