* Avery Ellison, Updated: August 14th, 2009

[Avery Ellison]

Name: Avery Kahlen Ellison.

House: Ravenclaw.

Physical Appearance: Always one to be the epitome of beauty and splendor, Avery plays host to lengthy layered hair of chestnut brown that reaches just above her waist. Her hair can often be found in beach waves, loose braids, or pin straight, rarely ever pulled away from her face.

Doe-eyed and duly so, Avery’s eyes are of a celery green colour, fringed with thick, dark lashes. They are misty yet striking, inherited from her mother, quite large and alert. On occasion, Avery's eyes are underscored by dark circles underneath, or are bloodshot from a long night without sleep or simply from being enthralled in a good book.

Avery was also blessed with her mother’s evenly toned complexion of Mediterranean brilliance, her cheeks naturally flushed pink with a slightly bronzed undertone, along with fragile, exquisite and almost China-doll refined facial features. Avery has an upturned nose lightly dusted in freckles, round cheekbones, and a small pointed chin, her face shaped like a heart. She wears minimal make-up on a day-to-day basis, but enjoys experimenting with shadows and bold lips and liner, on occasion.

Avery has pouty, pillow-like lips, which often hide her brilliant smile - when she is happy enough to display it. Getting a genuine smile out of Avery is a rarity, but a genuine one lights up the entire room. Her teeth are not "braces" straight, but are exceptionally straight for not having any work done to them.

Standing at 5’9”, Avery has a slightly boyish figure, with long legs, narrow hips, slim waist and most bothersome – a flat chest. She is underweight for her height, a mere 108 lbs, but considers herself to have a healthy appetite, diet and lifestyle. Her weakness, however, is sweets.

Perhaps the most striking about Avery is her seemingly endless wardrobe, compiled of the most daring, chic and attention-grabbing attire – a stark contrast against her introverted persona and atypical of an artist such as she.

Personality: Avery consistently gives off the impression of a young, vulnerable push-over, as she plays host to the most striking of fragile exquisiteness. Her delicate and refined exterior allow people to perceive her as a considerate and amiable individual, which she is – if she were bold enough to show it.

Naturally introverted, Avery has always been a reserved and timid girl. Avery is not socially inept, just composed, calm and soft spoken, her voice melodic and saccharine, with a bubbly laugh like a brook. She is withdrawn from her peers not as a personal choice, but a natural occurrence.

Avery is intensely focused on her grades and schoolwork, as she has always been under extreme pressure from her grandparents. She is a diligent and dedicated worker and highly intellectual – not solely book smarts, but street smarts, too, reading a few books a week and the Daily Prophet every morning. She has a photographic memory, and retains almost everything she reads or hears, even if it’s just one time. Avery can typically be found in one of three places; the library, up late reading, the common room, studying, or outside, daydreaming. As such, some people find her difficult to approach or befriend, while others merely overlook her.

When forced to interact with peers or others, Avery carries herself with a sense of elegance and poise. She speaks gently and thoughtfully, with sophistication, refinement and oftentimes, a hint of cheek. Her voice seems laced in ribbons of velvet, smooth and assured. It pangs with sincerity and truth that it plays havoc with the rhythm of your heart. For some reason, she can easily lure in boys, her naive and coy exterior attractive to many.

Due to the fact that she spends most of her time alone, she can frequently be found with a journal, large novel or her sketchbook as primary sources of companionship. She is quite pleasant to talk to, if you manage to coax her out of her shell. She is trustworthy, an exceptional listener, and is painstakingly honest, making her a very dear friend to those that give her a chance.

Overly sensitive and quite delicate, she is normally hurt easily. Recovery is usually fine, but each infliction upon her tender soul has left its mark; Avery forgives, but does not readily forget. She is responsive, perceptive and artistic, inheriting many of her skills from her grandmother. She generally struggles with trust and love, although she freely gives them both.

Character Background: Born to Ava and Everly of Hertfordshire, England, Avery had been raised a ‘perfect’ child; respectful, courteous and not spoiled in the least. Her parents, both aged 17 at the time of her birth, were purebloods both from a wealthy socialite class. Evidently, being so young at the time of their first child, they had very little qualification as guardians.

With the unwavering aid of her maternal grandparents, Avery's mother, Ava, and father, Everly, saw little need to care for their daughter and swiftly found themselves new hobbies, like thriving careers, traveling the world, and the indulging in the endless parade of social events that encumbered them. Avery’s grandparents became her legal guardians, what with her absentee parents “away on business” or simply too busy to tend to her. She sees her parents once a year, if she's lucky. Most commonly, she receives bland and formulaic owls from them, asking standard questions with minimal interest and lacking any genuine concern.

However, under the watchful eye of Richard and Emily, Avery has become everything a well-brought up girl should be – the prime example of an amiable and motivated young girl, granted with the qualities her mother’s parents had readily instilled in her; intellect, poise and keen sense of compassion towards all people, while still adapting to the etiquette and foolish ways of the upper class, while observing the wordy manipulation of wizard folk her family so commonly acquainted her with.

Other: None.

Special Request: None.

[Avery Ellison]

SECOND REDRAFT

Name: Avery Kahlen Ellison.

House: Ravenclaw.

Physical Appearance: Always one to be the epitome of beauty and splendor, Avery plays host to lengthy layered hair of chestnut brown that reaches just above her waist. Her hair can often be found in beach waves, loose braids, or pin straight, rarely ever pulled away from her face.

Doe-eyed and duly so, Avery’s eyes are of a celery green colour, fringed with thick, dark lashes. They are misty yet striking, inherited from her mother, quite large and alert. On occasion, Avery's eyes are underscored by dark circles underneath, or are bloodshot from a long night without sleep or simply from being enthralled in a good book.

Avery was also blessed with her mother’s evenly toned complexion of Mediterranean brilliance, her cheeks naturally flushed pink with a slightly bronzed undertone, along with fragile, exquisite and almost China-doll refined facial features. Avery has an upturned nose lightly dusted in freckles, round cheekbones, and a small pointed chin, her face shaped like a heart. She wears minimal make-up on a day-to-day basis, but enjoys experimenting with shadows and bold lips and liner, on occasion.

Avery has pouty, pillow-like lips, which often hide her brilliant smile - when she is happy enough to display it. Getting a genuine smile out of Avery is a rarity, but a genuine one lights up the entire room. Her teeth are not "braces" straight, but are exceptionally straight for not having any work done to them.

Although given a shamelessly exquisite visage, Avery’s body has always slightly bothered her. Standing at 5’9”, Avery has quite a boyish figure, with long legs, narrow hips, slim waist and most bothersome – a flat chest. She is underweight for her height, a mere 108 lbs, viewed as sickly thin by many, but Avery considers herself to have a healthy appetite, diet and lifestyle, so she tries not to let her figure unsettle her. Her weakness, however, is sweets – liquorice wands, in particular.

Perhaps the most striking about Avery is her seemingly endless wardrobe, compiled of the most daring, chic and attention-grabbing attire – a stark contrast against her introverted persona and atypical of an artist such as she.

Avery doesn’t like to admit it, but she is well aware that her looks are advantageous. She attributes her looks, and her demure persona, to the reason boys approach her or why anyone gives her the time of day.

Personality: Avery consistently gives off the impression of a young, vulnerable push-over, as she plays host to the most striking of fragile exquisiteness. Her delicate and refined exterior allow people to perceive her as a considerate and amiable individual, which she is – if she were bold enough to show it.

Naturally introverted, Avery has always been a reserved and timid girl. Avery is not socially inept, but composed, calm and soft spoken, her voice melodic and saccharine, with a bubbly laugh like a brook. She is withdrawn from her peers not as a personal choice, but a natural occurrence.

Avery is intensely focused on her grades and schoolwork, as she has always been under extreme pressure from her grandparents. She is a diligent and dedicated worker and highly intellectual – not solely book smarts, but street smarts, too, reading a few books a week and the Daily Prophet every morning. She has a photographic memory, and retains almost everything she reads or hears, even if it’s just one time. Avery can typically be found in one of three places; the library, up late reading, the common room, studying, or outside, daydreaming. As such, some people find her difficult to approach or befriend, while others merely overlook her.

When forced to interact with peers or others, Avery carries herself with a sense of elegance and poise. She speaks gently and thoughtfully, with sophistication, refinement and oftentimes, a hint of cheek. Her voice seems laced in ribbons of velvet, smooth and assured. It pangs with sincerity and truth that it plays havoc with the rhythm of your heart. For some reason, she can easily lure in boys, her naive and coy exterior attractive to many.

Due to the fact that she spends most of her time alone, she can frequently be found with a journal, large novel or her sketchbook as primary sources of companionship. She is quite pleasant to talk to, if you manage to coax her out of her shell. She is trustworthy, an exceptional listener, and is painstakingly honest, making her a very dear friend to those that give her a chance.

Overly sensitive and quite delicate, she is normally hurt easily. Recovery is usually fine, but each infliction upon her tender soul has left its mark; Avery forgives, but does not readily forget. She is responsive, perceptive and artistic, inheriting many of her skills from her grandmother, an artist renowned in her time. She generally struggles with trust and love, although she freely gives them both.

Character Background: Born to Ava and Everly of Hertfordshire, England, Avery had been raised a ‘perfect’ child; respectful, courteous and not spoiled in the least. Her parents, both aged 17 at the time of her birth, were purebloods both from a wealthy socialite class. Evidently, being so young at the time of their first child, they had very little qualification as guardians.

With the unwavering aid of her maternal grandparents, Avery's mother, Ava, and father, Everly, saw little need to care for their daughter and swiftly found themselves new hobbies, like thriving careers, traveling the world, and the indulging in the endless parade of social events that encumbered them. Avery’s grandparents became her legal guardians, what with her absentee parents “away on business” or simply too busy to tend to her. Avery now sees her parents once a year, if she's lucky. Most commonly, she receives bland and formulaic owls from them, asking standard questions with minimal interest and lacking any genuine concern. On occasion, they will remember her birthday – January 10th.

However, under the watchful eye of Richard and Emily, Avery has become everything a well-brought up girl should be – the prime example of an amiable and motivated young girl, granted with the qualities her mother’s parents had readily instilled in her; intellect, poise and keen sense of compassion towards all people, while still adapting to the etiquette and foolish ways of the upper class, while observing the wordy manipulation of wizard folk her family so commonly acquainted her with.

Other:
Fears
Flawed at sports and physical activity, Avery has never mustered the courage to get on a broomstick and go for a ride. This may have something to do with her irrational fear of heights, which formed when she was merely 7 and her grandfather fell off the roof while hanging Christmas lights, breaking an arm and a leg.

Likes
Art (all sorts), drawing, painting, sketching, nature, lilies, compliments, coffee and tea of all forms, romance novels, Sickle stores, applesauce, photography, determination, vanilla ice cream, candles, early mornings and late evenings, classical music.

Dislikes
Feeling claustrophobic, messes, scrambled eggs and disorganization.

Special Request: None.

[Avery Ellison]

THIRD REDRAFT

Name: Avery Kahlen Ellison.

House: Ravenclaw.

Physical Appearance: Always one to be the epitome of beauty and splendor, Avery plays host to lengthy layered hair of chestnut brown that reaches just above her waist, shiny and manageable even in its natural state of endless curls. Her hair can often be found in beach waves, loose braids, or pin straight, rarely ever pulled away from her face.

Doe-eyed and duly so, Avery’s eyes are of a celery green colour, fringed with thick, dark lashes. They are misty yet striking, inherited from her mother, quite large and alert. On occasion, Avery's eyes are underscored by dark circles underneath, or are bloodshot from a long night without sleep or simply from being enthralled in a good book. Unfortunately, Avery has quite poor vision and requires glasses to see distance. She dons wayfarers with a thick, black frame, which consume much of her small face.

Avery was also blessed with her mother’s evenly toned complexion of Mediterranean brilliance that tans rather well. Her cheeks are naturally flushed pink with a slightly bronzed undertone, and Avery plays host to fragile, exquisite and almost China-doll refined facial features. She has an upturned nose lightly dusted in freckles, round cheekbones, and a small pointed chin, her face shaped like a heart. She wears minimal make-up on a day-to-day basis, but enjoys experimenting with shadows and bold lips and liner, on occasion.

Avery has pouty, pillow-like lips, which often hide her brilliant smile - when she is happy enough to display it. Getting a genuine smile out of Avery is a rarity, but a genuine one lights up the entire room. Her teeth are not "braces" straight, but are exceptionally straight for not having any work done to them.

Although given a shamelessly exquisite visage, Avery’s body has always slightly bothered her. Standing at 5’9”, Avery has quite a boyish figure, with long legs, narrow hips, slim waist and most bothersome – a flat chest. She is underweight for her height, a mere 108 lbs, viewed as sickly thin by many, but Avery considers herself to have a healthy appetite, diet and lifestyle, so she tries not to let her figure unsettle her. Her weakness, however, is sweets – liquorice wands, in particular.

Perhaps the most striking about Avery is her seemingly endless wardrobe, compiled of the most daring, chic and attention-grabbing attire – a stark contrast against her introverted persona and atypical of an artist such as she. Most of her clothes are purchased from muggle shops or given to her as gifts from her generous grandmother, Emily.

Avery doesn’t like to admit it, but she is well aware that her looks are advantageous. She attributes her looks, (and her demure persona), to the reason boys approach her or why anyone gives her the time of day.

Personality: Avery consistently gives off the impression of a young, vulnerable push-over, as she plays host to the most striking of fragile exquisiteness. Her delicate and refined exterior allow people to perceive her as a considerate and amiable individual, which she is – if she were bold enough to show it.

Naturally introverted, Avery has always been a reserved and timid girl. Avery is not socially inept, but composed, calm and soft spoken, her voice melodic and saccharine, with a bubbly laugh like a brook. She is withdrawn from her peers not as a personal choice, but a natural occurrence, keeping to herself for the majority of her time at Hogwarts. She has a few acquaintances with whom she speaks to regularly, but none that she considers to be best friends or even friends for that matter.

Avery is intensely focused on her grades and schoolwork, as she has always been under extreme pressure from her grandparents. She is a diligent and dedicated worker and highly intellectual – not solely book smarts, but street smarts, too, reading a few books a week and the Daily Prophet every morning. She has a photographic memory, and retains almost everything she reads or hears, even if it’s just one time. Avery can typically be found in one of three places; the library, up late reading, the common room, studying, or outside, daydreaming. As such, some people find her difficult to approach or befriend, while others merely overlook her. For those who do speak to her, many find her unassuming persona easy to take advantage of, as she is rarely ever bad-tempered or snarky unless provoked.

If goaded enough, however, Avery often utilizes her silver-tongue to get herself out of trouble (or possibly, in deeper). She is quick-witted, cheeky, and surprisingly gutsy when need-be. This kind of Avery is most apparent when meeting new people who give her grief, such as Thea or Evan. She behaves like this most commonly in introductions to establish the ground rules: she is not someone to be made a fool or taken advantage of, perhaps channeling her feelings of separation and abandonment from her parents into the new relationships she commits to.

When forced to interact with peers or others, Avery carries herself with a sense of elegance and poise. She speaks gently and thoughtfully, with sophistication, refinement and oftentimes, a hint of cheek. Her voice seems laced in ribbons of velvet, smooth and assured. It pangs with sincerity and truth that it plays havoc with the rhythm of your heart. For some reason, she can easily lure in boys, her naive and coy exterior attractive to many. She knows that people find her attractive, yet she doesn’t quite understand why, considering herself to be more awkward than elegant. Her crippling self-doubt is also apparent in her artwork, quite delusional to the fact that her pieces are exceptionally done. Avery is unusually humble, having to be told she is skilled at something or given encouragement before she believes it.

Due to the fact that she spends most of her time alone, she can frequently be found with a journal, large novel or her sketchbook as primary sources of companionship. Avery is quite pleasant to talk to, if you manage to coax her out of her shell. She is trustworthy, an exceptional listener, and is painstakingly honest, making her a very dear friend to those that give her a chance.

Avery tends to fall hard for boys, being quite the romantic and being able to see past the surface of most people, blinded by their good qualities and overlooking the bad. Her ability to study and scrutinize things is something she loathes about herself, as it carries into her relationships. Her severe overanalysing of every little trifle interferes heavily in her life and she is what muggles would call 'obsessive-compulsive,' to a tee. Overly sensitive and quite delicate, she is normally hurt easily. Recovery is usually fine, but each infliction upon her tender soul has left its mark; Avery forgives, but does not readily forget. She generally struggles with trust and love, although she freely gives them both.

She is responsive, perceptive and artistic, inheriting many of her skills from her grandmother, an artist renowned in her time.

Character Background: Born to Ava (nee Erasmus) and Everly of Hertfordshire, England, Avery had been raised a ‘perfect’ child; respectful, courteous and not spoiled in the least. Her parents, both aged 17 at the time of her birth, were purebloods both from a wealthy socialite class. Evidently, being so young at the time of their first child, they had very little qualification as guardians. Everly’s parents had died when he was just a young boy, so Ava’s mother and father were of parental figures to their son-in-law, as well. Although very kind people, Avery’s grandparents are those who tend to keep up with appearances and are well aware of the scrutiny which transpires in the limelight of the upper class. As such, the Ellison’s used their persuasion and influence to have their daughter’s slip up brushed under the rug. It was here that Emily and Richard used their wealth and status to ensure their daughter and son-in-law still had a chance at success.

With the unwavering aid of her maternal grandparents, Avery's mother, Ava, and father, Everly, saw little need to care for their daughter and swiftly found themselves new hobbies, such as thriving careers, traveling the world, and the indulging in the endless parade of social events that encumbered them. Avery’s grandparents became her legal guardians, what with her absentee parents “away on business” or simply too busy to tend to her. Avery now sees her parents once a year, if she's lucky. Most commonly, she receives bland and formulaic owls from them, asking standard questions with minimal interest and lacking any genuine concern. On occasion, they will remember her birthday – January 10th.

However, under the watchful eye of Richard and Emily, Avery has become everything a well-brought up girl should be – the prime example of an amiable and motivated young girl, granted with the qualities her mother’s parents had readily instilled in her; intellect, poise and keen sense of compassion towards all people, while still adapting to the etiquette and foolish ways of the upper class, while observing the wordy manipulation of wizard folk her family so commonly acquainted her with.

Other:
Fears
Flawed at sports and physical activity, Avery has never mustered the courage to get on a broomstick and go for a ride. This may have something to do with her irrational fear of heights, which formed when she was merely 7 and her grandfather fell off the roof while hanging Christmas lights, breaking an arm and a leg.

Likes
Art (all sorts), drawing, painting, sketching, nature, lilies, compliments, coffee and tea of all forms, romance novels, Sickle stores, applesauce, photography, determination, vanilla ice cream, candles, early mornings and late evenings, classical music.

Dislikes
Feeling claustrophobic, messes, scrambled eggs and disorganization.

Special Request: None.