GREENGRASS, PERSEPHONE

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Name: Persephone Julietta Greengrass
Alias: Poe, Posie, Persey; her father calls her PJ and her siblings call her Munchkin.
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: 30 October
Gender: female
Blood: Halfblood—she has one Muggle grandfather.
Sexual Preference: heterosexual
Wand: ebony, phoenix tail feather, 8 inches, whippy
Pet: a female Birman named Mouse
Special Ability: none.
Year: Six
House: Ravenclaw

Best Subject: Charms
Worst Subject: Potions
Quidditch: N/A
Patronus: a red fox.


Hair: Persephone’s hair is a medium red colour, although she has occasionally been known to experiment with Charms that result in the change of her hair color. Its texture is abnormally curly and can become quite frizzy, but for the most part she keeps it tame with straightening potions. She usually keeps it cropped at or just below her shoulders.
Eyes: Poe’s eyes are large and catlike, a mixture of green, blue, and gray, but look predominantly green in most light.
Height: Five feet one inch. Poe’s been short all her life.
Weight: One hundred and nine pounds.

If the person responsible for the myth that redheads were hot-tempered knew Persephone Greengrass personally, it would be both justified and understandable. Often described as an angry midget by her older twin siblings, Poe is exactly that. She’s an extraordinarily emotive person, and her exuberance might be misinterpreted as being hot-tempered. So it’s not exactly a misinterpretation. For the most part, Poe is just extremely passionate and when she feels wronged, the fury of hell can’t hold her back. She’s renowned for being something of a sarcastic bitch, but in the sense that she has the kind of biting wit people can appreciate. In the most basic sense, she just likes to make fun of people in a good-natured manner, even herself.

Above all, she’s curious to a fault. She loves learning things, not necessarily for scholarly pursuit, but just to know them. She’s a bit of a Pandora, always needing to know everything about anything anyone talks about, which often can come off as nosiness, but she’s not trying to gossip, honest. She can sometimes be found with her nose buried in a book, but more typical behavior is flipping the pages of the book, smelling the book, examining the cover, or looking at it from every possible angle. While Poe does enjoy reading, she tends to enjoy the actual book itself more than the contents of it. That’s not to say she’s not traditionally intelligent. She is rather smart, but doesn’t exactly strive to be a good student. Her greatest downfall is Potions. She’s absolutely terrible at it, and she’s really not quite sure why.

Overall, there’s something curiously endearing (or charming, one of the two) about Poe. While not necessarily flirtatious, she enjoys exchanging witty banter with cute boys. In fact, she enjoys exchanging witty banter with just about anyone who’s able to understand that she’s insulting them in an underhanded way while still being friendly about it.

Unfortunately everyone has their flaws, and Poe has her own as well. She’s extremely outspoken, blunt, uncouth, however you want to describe it, and often says whatever she wants with little discretion or worry for anyone else’s feelings. Sure, she’ll maybe feel bad about it after the fact, but usually she doesn’t on spot. As one can assume, she’s also fairly impulsive and surprisingly doesn’t think much before she does things. How untypical for a Ravenclaw. She’s by no means quiet, but does have a very hard time disclosing extremely personal experiences with people she doesn’t trust implicitly. This can sometimes make her seem aloof, drawing back after people warm up to her and get too close.

On a particularly bleak October evening, just before Halloween, the youngest and final child of Cadmus and Julietta Greengrass was born. A tiny baby girl with a shock of bright red hair was brought into the world without so much as a wail. In keeping with the tradition of giving their children ridiculous mythology names starting with the same letter, they named her Persephone. Persephone wasn’t a difficult baby; in fact she was rather well behaved, and to this day, her mother would moan and complain, wondering what happened to her.

Persephone grew up rather affluently, as her father was someone of prominent pureblood society. She wasn’t filthy stinking rich, but she was fine with that, even if her snooty pureblood friends weren’t. Her older brother Paris was more of an influence on her than her sister, Penelope, which explained why Poe was more inclined to climb trees and play Quidditch than play with dolls or have tea parties. Still, the Greengrass children were close in age and in turn were very close growing up regardless of conflicting interests.

A very precocious girl, Persephone learned to do everything early: walking, reading, and riding a broomstick. In turn, she was also very curious, getting into trouble and snooping where she probably didn’t belong.

The year she turned nine was the most agonizing year of her childhood. Her brother and sister had gone off to their first year of school, and she was left alone with no company but her mother and occasionally her father. Cadmus, a high ranking official at the Ministry, worked constantly, and was usually very exhausted when he left work. Her mother, a homemaker (because housewife implied she did household chores), spent most of her time listening to the WWN or having teas with her snooty pureblood friends from school. Poe was either shoved together with their snot-nosed brats or left to her own devices, both which usually equated to boredom. Finally, she went off to Hogwarts the year later.

Unlike the rest of her immediate family, all Slytherins, Poe was sorted into Ravenclaw after having a small tiff with the sorting hat over what it meant to be intelligent. The deciding factor was her notorious curiosity though, something that apparently could put a damper on her ambition, but she personally considered curiosity an ambition anyway. She quickly found that maybe she would have been better off in Slytherin, because at least the seemed to have fun. She recalled the stories her siblings gave her about ‘those lot of boring Ravenclaws’ and found, with some exceptions, it was mostly true. She felt like a bit of an outsider among people chiefly concerned about getting top marks and going on to become great thinkers. She just wanted to know everything she could.

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Signed: Annie