Post by DELILAH ELISABETH BOOT on Apr 8, 2012 11:23:47 GMT -5
DELILAH ELISABETH BOOT
INTRODUCTION
Full name: delilah elisabeth boot.
Nickname(s): del, lillah, d.
Age: seventeen.
Gender: female.
House: slytherin.
Year: seventh.
Occuption: student.
APPEARANCE
Play By: minka kelly.
Style: I've always thought that if you've got the body then you might as well flaunt it, if that means snuggy tight dresses or skirts, then so be it, and I lead with that example for myself. Cute little dresses whether they be party or summer dresses I've probably got them, of course I also like shorts and jeans that I've got around as well. I kinda figure as long as their is variety and you can pull it off then you might as well do just that, so I do.
Distinguishing Marks: none really, I like to keep things simple so I've got the typical piercings and then a cartilage piercing in my right ear.
PERSONALITY
Likes: defense against the dark arts, heat, quidditch, friends, coffee, music, control, long baths, [most] fashion, and surprises.
Dislikes: lack of control, cliff hangers, purple, grapes, cheaters, betrayal, freezing days, loud people, rumors, social trends, and gossip.
Boggart: no happiness, being alone.
Patronus: maned wolf.
Strengths: spontaneous, defense against the dark arts, and music.
Weaknesses: grudge holding, controlling, and transfiguration.
Personality:
For as long as I can remember I've always believed that life should be something that should be taken in surprises. That there should never be a real mundane pattern that one goes through everyday of their life. Because wouldn't we all be drones if we did that? So when I get an idea, or I feel like doing something then I do what I can to make sure it happens. Even if that meant 'kidnapping' one of my closer friends and escaping out one of the many hidden passages of Hogwarts for a day of hooky. And heck, if you can't deal with that sort of thing then maybe the boring lifestyle is for you, but for me I won't ever live that quiet, 'content' lifestyle. Not if I can help it, anyway. So whomever I come across in my life better be ready to do just about anything at any given point, because who knows what'll end up popping into my head?
When it comes to my own personal goals and ideas for my future, or what I want in general I'm not afraid to work towards them. Let alone go for them when I find myself actually having a chance to get it. And more often than not, I'm not afraid to do what I need in order to get what I want. Although something that I've always thought is that nothing will ever get handed to you, you've gotta work for it and the harder you work the better the pay off will be. So even if that means I gotta work my butt off, or I gotta do something that I normally wouldn't do in order to achieve what I want, then I think I would..No, I know that I would when it came down to it. I've got my dreams, and wants and goals, so why shouldn't I do whatever it takes to make sure it happens? Ambitions are something that I'm always going to hold onto, otherwise I wouldn't have much to do with myself.
This and the afore mentioned traits of mine probably go hand in hand with each other, if for no other reason than sometimes when you want something you've gotta be sly. You've gotta be ready to get down and dirty and do it without getting caught or being able to manipulate the situation, or at least this is one of those things that I've found myself doing over the years. If you've gotta sneak away without being caught, or manage to put someone else in the spotlight in order to detract attention then you can bet that I'm a pro at doing just that. Again, maybe not the best thing ever but its something that I've always been able to do, ever since I was a little kid. It was one of the reasons why my younger sister was often the one getting in trouble for things I did, rather than myself. But hey, when you gotta do something then you gotta do it, one shouldn't have to hold back. Then again, this train of thought has come to bite me in the butt.
Despite the fact that I was sorted into perhaps the "unhappy" house, I've found that in general I am someone who is happy. Even light hearted depending on the people that I hang out with, which is namely the people I find myself closest to. I love pranks and laughing and simply feeling like I'm at peace and with people that I'm truly comfortable with. I don't like dwelling on bad things, even if one of my biggest faults is my grudge holding, the idea of something lingering around for that long isn't something that appeals to me. I'd rather remain that sort of happy person rather than a darker one any day, but sometimes it can't always be like that. Which sucks, and for a very few select people I'm not all that content with them, but otherwise I'd like to think that happiness isn't something that can simply disappear. That it is one of those things that can appear just as quickly as it might have faded, rather than taking a lingering time to come back.
This is one of the things that I really hate about myself, and I know I shouldn't because it actually isn't a bad thing. And its the fact that I trust way too much, much more than I should. I open myself up to those who I trust without much of a second thought and naively believe that once they've got my trust nothing will happen to it. Because isn't it something that once gained should be treasured completely? At least, for me its something that I always try to hold onto, and unless there truly is something horrid happening or something that someone has done to me its hard for me to get rid of that trust. It means that for me, to discard someone isn't really the easiest thing for me to do, even if they're treating me horridly or just as a total asshole, if they've got my trust they managed to gain it somehow. So I often find myself thinking that the reason they got it in the first place is good enough to think that they deserve it.
BIOGRAPHY
Father: terry boot.
Mother: lillith moon.
Siblings: ---- ---- boot, younger sister, fifth year, ravenclaw.
Pets: moo the kitten.
Other Important People: the others in the foursome.
General History:
Mom and Pop met at some sort of school function that they threw a few years after certain classes graduated. And it was basically a whirlwind romance for the two of them, or at least that was what our parents often told us. They dated for a few months, ended up getting into some huge fight over something rather stupid, and eventually my father ended up giving in and apologizing. Hell, he even apologized to her and then gave her that engagement ring that apparently she wanted so badly. Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that a couple of months after that they found out that they were pregnant with me. It wasn't part of the plan, and my mom could at least say she got engaged before the pregnancy but it definitely wasn't part of my parents plan.
And that is what they were all about, plans and dreams, mixing the two together and hoping that everything turned out for the better. So on the snowy day in the middle of January, they got their first child and decided to give me the name that I have today, Delilah Elisabeth Boot. It only took them a couple more years before they wanted a second and that was how I got my younger sister, not that I really minded. Since apparently when I was two one of the words I was very good at saying was, "Sister?" and so for whatever reason I got her.
My father might have been a muggle born but he'd always known, or at least thought he'd known that his first born and even the second one to follow would follow in his magical footsteps. Of course it helped that my mother was one of magical blood as well, and so they taught me and then my sister, as she got older, some simple spells and we grew up with magic. It was something that I fell in love with the moment that I found out that it wasn't just the stuff that happened in fairytales, it was something that was tangible, real. And I got to be apart of it, wasn't that what little girls always dreamed of?
And sure, for the first seven years of my life everything was peachy keen, then my mother got wrapped up in her work and my father got wrapped up in his. And while there was never anything drastic or horrid happened to either my sister or myself, it was easy to tell that our parents had found more interesting things to focus on. I was the one who ended up putting my sister to bed more often than either of my parents and while they often made us breakfast and dinner, and brown bag lunches for when we went to school it was obvious we'd become somewhat of a broken family. It left the seven year old me feeling very alone, not that I ever let the sort of loneliness show.
I knew well enough that as the big sister, that I was the one who needed to be strong and protect my sister from anything that might scare her. However the time came when I actually did get my letter to Hogwarts, and was sorted into the house known as Slytherin. And sure I'd heard the stereotypes with that house, but I figured there was a reason for me being placed there, so no big deal. Besides, as I soon found out it hardly meant that I wouldn't be able to make friends that were in the other houses, as Molly Weasley quickly became proof of that. Seeing as how before I even knew it I found myself basically attached at the hip with the Ravenclaw Weasley.
She was definitely my best friend, my confident, and within the next couple years after that two boys made their way into our group of friends. Elijah Macmillian and his own best friend Gavin Nott, both of which I enjoyed the company but as it would seem the one I got along with more so was Elijah. We even ended up dating for a while, and I can say that these were some of my best times, whether it be the dating or hanging out with him, or with everyone. These were the people that I felt the most comfortable with, the people that I laid my trust in. Well, as I found out for at least part of them it turned out to be one of the stupider things that I could have done.
My life could easily be described at ease at least until things got so completely flipped upside down in a way that I would have never expected. Of course, you wouldn't think your best friend, someone you were basically attached at the hip with would end up sleeping with your long term boyfriend and then not even fess up to it. It was up until this point that I felt like my life was actually good, I felt like I was in a relationship that was fine, we never really fought and he was someone I could lean on in times that I needed him. Someone whom I trusted nearly as much as I trusted my best friend.
Needless to say, going into this seventh year I'm not sure where my thoughts lie, and I'm not sure what I'm expecting, or if I should be thinking that way at all. Part of me feels like this whole thing happened for some reason or another and I was simply overlooking it, but on the other hand thinking that way doesn't take away the pain either. So I guess its just one of those things where I'm going to have to wait and see, and hold onto those who I can consider my close friends and those who are not.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Your name/alias: tals.
Your age: twenty.
RP Experience: 9+.
How you found us: jiggy.
Other characters: dominique weasley, lorcan scamander, emerson frobisher, tabitha liddel.
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