Noxienia Versailles

Noxienia Noemie Renata Rosemary Ponyo Petrichor Versailles

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Wand Wood Description:

The owner of a cedar wand has great strength of character and unusual loyalty. Ollivander has been known to say he has never yet met the owner of a cedar wand with whom he would care to cross, especially if harm is done to those of whom they are fond. The witch or wizard who is well-matched with cedar carries the potential to be a frightening adversary, which often comes as a shock to those who have thoughtlessly challenged them.

Appearance:

Noxie is quite, well, to be honest, she's not exactly insanely gorgeous, but she isn't that bad looking either. Her dark chocolate brown hair falls midway past her shoulders, ending in curls that usually end of looking pretty frizzy by the end of the day as she can't seem to stop tugging at them and watching them bounce. It's also usually got bits of grass or leaves or twigs in it. Her eyes are a mixture of blue and grey, at least, they probably are, it's kind of hard to tell. She's always got her hair hanging down in her rounded face, blocking it the best she can from the world around her.

Standing at approximately 5 feet tall, Noxienia is a bit on the short side for her age and probably isn't going to get any bigger. Not that she minds at all really, it keeps her from being too noticeable. Sometimes she'll even hunch herself down and try to become even less visible. Her waist is neither thin nor thick and she is about averagely sized in all female accouterments.

Personality:

The absolute best word to describe Noxie is shy. She is quite possibly one of the most timid people ever born and she knows it. It's not that she doesn't want to interact and have fun, she simply has this irrational fear of people. She gets very nervous when talking to others and tends to pull at her curls as a sort of calming reflex. It's easier to look at her curls bounce than at whomever is speaking to her. Noxie is also very kind, but also not as smart as she could be. She struggles when it comes to the more complex subjects, like Transfiguration and Arithmacy (why, oh why did she even sign up for Arithmancy?) but she is quite good at other things. She excels at Charms and Astronomy. One thing most wouldn't expect from Noxie is a seriously rageful anger, but it's there. She's pretty patient and calm for the most part... until you really rile her up. It takes a lot to get to her, but when something does, she will light your butt on fire. Literally, if she has a clear shot.

When she's not busy doing her schoolwork (or trying to do it), Noxie enjoys reading Muggle fiction, playing Gobstones (against herself), and being outside. She really likes rolling in the grass and jumping in piles of leaves and snow. She may not be the best at Herbology, but she still really enjoys nature. A nice day outside makes her almost giddy and act about half her age. She will stay out until it gets dark and then quickly retreat inside where there is more light.

What She Loves:

Being outside, climbing trees, dandelions, dancing in the rain, any kind of precipitation in general, rolling in leaf piles, being tickled, snuggling, hugs, sleeping under the bed, playing games, taffy, being barefoot, Occulemency, maple leaves, people who like her despite the fact that she may or may not be insane.

What She Hates:

Thunderstorms, darkness, lonesomeness, being trapped inside, being a burden, that stinking French slut, her brain, feeling overwhelmed, an extreme influx of emotions, the brown parts right before and after winter.

History:

Noxienia spent the first several years of her life being called nothing but ‘the baby’. Born to a single Muggle mother who would much rather be out partying than taking care of her six children, Noxie was raised mostly by her older siblings who ranged in age from sixteen to seven at the time of her birth. Due to her mother’s lifestyle, it is unknown as to whether Noxie’s father was a wizard or a Muggle, however, it could go either way. Despite their mother’s antics though, Noxie and her siblings grew up in a home fueled mostly on love for one another. There were times when there wasn’t any money to pay for gas or electric or food, but somehow they managed. They kept themselves occupied with games of imagination and books from the local library and watching the stars from the roof of their apartment building. Despite all of the love she was raised with though, Noxienia turned out quite a lot shyer than any of her siblings. This is partially due to having to walk like they were trodding on eggshells whenever their mother was home or risk being yelled at. It also didn’t help that their mother was always bringing strange men home who were either extremely rude and unfriendly or way too friendly. Thus was born an insecurity of dealing with unfamiliar people.

Most of Noxie’s older siblings had already left home by the time her Hogwarts letter came, though they still kept close. At first she thought it must be some kind of joke and was very surprised when she found out it wasn’t. With a little help from the school financially and a teacher to guide her, Noxie was able to get all of her school things. Her siblings were a little wary of sending her away, but also knew what a great opportunity this could be. To get at least one of them a better education, even if it was in magic. It didn’t take long for the idea of magic really existing to get through any of the family’s heads. Odd things had always happened around Noxie, but now there was an explanation as to why.

Five years later, Noxie is always very happy when September comes around so she can return to Hogwarts. She doesn’t have many friends, mostly acquaintances but it’s better than being at home and dealing with her mother who doesn‘t even really notice Noxie being gone.

Parents:

Francine Versailles
Father unknown

Siblings:

Aster (32)
Michael (30)
Dina-May (27)
Dynasty (24)
Carval (23)