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La journée de Gatsby n'avait pas bien commencé. Il avait été réveillé par sa mère, qui s'est mise à l'informer qu'il était en retard, puis lui a crié au sujet de ne pas avoir emballé. Gatsby, sans chemise, groggy, et un peu confus, se leva et saccagé sa chambre pour trouver sa baguette. Une fois qu'il a enfin localisé l'instrument, il l'a filmé et ses vêtements ont commencé à se replier et à flotter dans sa valise. Il a souri. La magie était merveilleuse.
Pendant que sa valise s'emballait, Gatsby se précipitait pour se préparer, peignant ses cheveux et glissant dans une flanelle et des joggers. Il a glissé sur son Converse et a saisi sa valise maintenant pleine, a dit au revoir à sa mère, puis sprinté de l'autre côté de la rue à l'arrêt de bus, attendant de le ramener à la maison. Se tenant contre le mur, il s'est retrouvé à un arrêt de bus similaire mais différent, en attendant l'arrivée de la Pérégrine. Alors qu'il attendait, il a sorti un livre, Fahrenheit 451, et a commencé à lire, ramenant d'où il s'était arrêté au milieu.
Il était tellement enrôlé avec le roman que l'arrivée de la Pérégrine n'a pas été remarquée. Il a finalement été ramené à la réalité par le klaxon du cor, et il a ensuite clamber dans la voiture, prenant son numéro de chambre de Pluton et lui donnant une salutation amicale et Mercury. Les vieilles crones reprirent leurs querelles tout comme il montait dans l'escalier. Il a d'abord placé sa valise dans sa chambre, puis a fait son chemin vers la salle commune de la Pérégrine, son nez enterré dans son livre, seulement à la recherche de saluer certains de ses amis. Il a enfin trouvé un endroit pour s'asseoir dans la salle commune, entouré par le bruit des élèves, ravi pour une nouvelle année d'école et d'aventure. Gatsby, d'un autre côté, voulait simplement tout savourer. Il venait de penser que ce serait l'un de ses derniers voyages sur la Peregrine. Cela le remplit d'un sentiment de désir et de mélancolie, qui n'a été battu que par les mots de Ray Bradbury et le son de la quatrième année, se disputant sur un jeu d'échecs.
N A M E:
"Gatsby Alexander Fitzgerald. Look, my mom's an English teacher, and The Great Gatsby is her favorite book."
N I C K N A M E:
"Most people just call me Gatsby but my homies call me Gats. Okay, "homies" makes me sound way whiter than I am. I'm just going to shut up now."
G E N D E R:
"I'm a dude last time I checked."
A G E:
"I'm seventeen right now. I'll be eighteen in January. Feel free to get me a birthday present!"
B L O O D S T A T U S:
"Figured this would come up. I'm a muggleborn, not that it really matters."

Gatsby is hard to miss, a fact that he takes a small bit of pride in. He's tall and lanky, towering over many other students at an impressive height of 6'3. He carries himself with a confidence that he's earned through years of hard work and adversity. His swagger is not that of a rich young heir, but that of a boy who knows damn well that he can give as well as he gets, and isn't afraid to let people know. His presence is certainly not that of a bookish scholar, like many of his housemates.
Gatsby's has found that, most people don't find him, "hot." His ex girlfriend described him as "cute" and he finds that that's how most people see him. A slender frame with little muscle definition along with baby blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair give him a boyish look. If it wasn't for his height he could easily pass as a fourth year, at least he thinks so.
Gatsby's appearance is of little concern to him, and that much is evident. He rarely puts any effort into looking well dressed. His shirt is often untucked, his tie loose, and his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair is kept neat through use of a quick spell, but the rest of him is rarely ever well taken care of. He simply doesn't care enough.

H O U S E:
"That would be Warren. Repping that green and copper!"
Y E A R:
"I'm a seventh year. Almost done at this place!"
E L E C T I V E S:
"This year I'm taking Ancient Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, and Alchemy."
B E S T C L A S S:
"Not to brag, but I'm pretty much a beast at DADA."
W O R S T C L A S S:
"Don't tell anyone, but I'm not great at Astronomy. I mean, I have an A, but it's taken loads of work. Thank God I can write a decent essay, or I'd for sure have a P."

C L U B S:
"I'm in Dueling Club. Gotta prepare for being an auror y'know? Oh and I'm a beater for the Warren quidditch team! Busy, I know."

W A N D:
"Alder wood, 14 1/2 inches, unyielding, unicorn hair. I've had it since day one, I'm probably gonna be buried with her if I'm being honest."
P A T R O N U S:
"Mine is a sparrowhawk. Yeah, they're pretty cool. Kinda wanted a hippogriff but hey, at least it has wings."
B O G G A R T:
Only a few people know that Gatsby's boggart is a large spider. He's terrified of the things. When the boggart manifests in front of Gatsby it's generally got way more eyes than normal and is always hissing and spitting and clacking it's pincers. Gross.
F A M I L I A R:
 is my cat! He's pretty great, I've had him since second year. Lowkey my best friend, and probably my soulmate."

P E R S O N A L I T Y:
What to say about Gatsby Fitzgerald? Well let's start with the good stuff. He's loyal as all hell. If your his friend, you'd have to do a hell of a lot to get him to drop you. And god help you if you go after one of his friends. He doesn't take kindly to that. Not to mention he's incredibly smart, obviously. He's loves to learn, and there's a bit of a running joke that he's sexually attracted to books with more than a thousand pages. It's just a joke, but he does really like big books.
Gatsby's also a jokester, and he loves a good prank. He has a habit of being far too honest but generally he's only trying to help. He'd never insult someone out of malice, unless he truly believed they deserved it. He's a great listener, and an even better problem solver, but he does hate when people try to tell him how to fix his own problems. A giant hypocrite when it comes to that.
Now on to the bad. Gatsby is, for lack of a better term, an ass. He's arrogant and a showoff of epic proportions. He constantly thinks he's worse than everyone else so he does his best to put on a show of extravagance, excelling in his school work and his other ventures. It can be a bit of a pain to those who don't know about his insecurities. Gatsby is also an emotional mess, wearing his heart on his sleeve. He's quick to anger and overreact, although he's just as quick to forgive. His thirst for knowledge makes him a bit of a nosy little twit sometimes, and he has a habit of getting in other people's business.
R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S:
"Most people know, but I'm into guys and girls. Bisexual as they call it. I don't really have a type, just someone who's smart enough to keep up with me y'know? Flings are fun, but I don't know, I've been sleeping around since my last girlfriend, and I kind of want something real."
L I K E S:
Quidditch
Reading
Dueling
Writing
Learning
DADA
Alchemy
Literally just about every class. He's a nerd.
Doctor Who
Hot Chocolate
Butterbeer
D I S L I K E S:
Astronomy
Stupid people
Assholes
Being lied to
Failing
Spiders
Matthew Broderick
H O B B I E S:
Reading, literally anything he can get his hands on.
Dueling
Partying
Flirting
Watching movies with friends
Experimenting with potions
Sleeping
F E A R S:
Spiders
Heights
Failure
Disappointing Someone
B A C K G R O U N D:
Gatsby had a rather normal childhood, up until the age of eleven. He was born in the middle of winter in a small, Californian town where there were far too many people with far too much time on their hands. Elizabeth Fitzgerald was an English teacher at the local high school, and his father was a drifter. The two met, had a one night stand, and before Elizabeth even knew what was in store for her, Gatsby's father was gone.
Despite this early tragedy, Elizabeth was determined not to let this define them. She raised her son to be fair, just, and kind, insistent that he never grow up to be a dead beat like his dad. She taught him how to read at an early age, and together they read the classics aloud. Their small home was filled with books, so many that some people in town whispered that Elizabeth was insane, a hoarder. This house of books was where Gatsby's magic first began to show, with books flying off shelves when he was in the midst of a particularly intense tantrum.
Gatsby's letter from the Institute came as a slight shock to Elizabeth. She'd always thought of her son as different, but a wizard? That was mental! Gatsby on the other hand, was overjoyed. He immediately embarked on a quest to learn everything he could about this new world he'd been inducted into. At SWI, he was sorted into Warren, not much of a shock once he learned more about his new house. He proved himself to be a capable student, and an excellent wizard, constantly battling with his other housemates for top of his class.
After six full years at SWI, the magic has yet to wear off. Gatsby is in love with the world around him and is constantly searching to learn more. He'd like to become an auror, though teaching and other professions haven't been ruled out quite yet. Really, he'd just like to enjoy his last year with his friends.




N A M E:
"Juliet Harriet Lowell. Two L's by the way."
N I C K N A M E:
"My friends call me Jules sometimes."
G E N D E R:
"I'm a girl. Is it not obvious?"
A G E:
"I just turned seventeen. It was a fun birthday. A few friends came over, we ate ice cream. I liked it."
B L O O D S T A T U S:
"I'm a pureblood. Ever since that whole thing in England, I feel like people think we're all automatically bigots. Well, at least the stupid people do."

Juliet does not walk like the haughty heiress that most expect her to be. In fact, few people believe her when she tells them who her father is. Her demeanor in public is quiet and reserved. She walks with her head down, and shies away from most people, almost as if she's scared of them. She tends to stand as if she's trying very hard to disappear, and failing miserably.
Juliet's outward appearance in public is always one of someone who cares very much about how they look, despite how obvious it is that she'd rather not be seen. Her long, golden blonde hair is always brushed and curled, thanks to a quick spell she learned in her third year. Her uniform is always perfectly in place, and when she's not in her uniform, Juliet's outfits are very reserved. She hates being the center of attention so she dresses to make sure no one notices her. Her eyes are a blueish gray color, and many have complimented Juliet on her bright smile and infectious laugh, though she doesn't quite agree with those statements.


H O U S E:
"Bishop. Doesn't make quite a lot of sense if you ask me, but the Sorting Candle is never wrong."
Y E A R:
"I'm a seventh year. Kind of sad that this is my last year."
E L E C T I V E S:
"This year I'm taking Alchemy, Divination, and Muggle Studies. All really interesting if you ask me."
B E S T C L A S S:
"My best class? Probably Transfiguration, that's what I'm really best at.
W O R S T C L A S S:
"I'm really bad at Potions. Like awful. I wonder if Gatsby or Clara could help me?".
C L U B S:
"I'm in Charms club, and Dueling Club."

W A N D:
Oak wood, 9 3/4, rigid, dragon heart string.
P A T R O N U S:
Hare
B O G G A R T:
"My boggart takes the form of a crowd of people. I know, a Bishop kid is scared of crowds. Well, that's me. Sometimes it becomes a snake, because those are freaky too."
F A M I L I A R:
 been with me for three years now. He's the best, really. Sure, he's a spoiled little hamster, but I love him anyways."

P E R S O N A L I T Y:
While Juliet's placement in Bishop may come as a shock to her, it makes perfect sense to her close friends. She's fiercely opinionated and incredibly stubborn. It's her way or the high way in most cases, although in most cases, she's right. Juliet also has a deep sense of right and wrong, and is always one to stand up for what she believes in, and speak out when someone is doing something wrong, despite her shy nature.
However, many of the traits that make Juliet's placement seem logical are hidden below a variety of traits that make it seem illogical. Juliet is shy and reserved for the most part, unless in the company of friends or someone who's challenging her beliefs. She's riddled with insecurities, always worried that she's doing the wrong thing, or being rude without trying to. She is a truly friendly person, she's just not that great at speaking.
Perhaps Juliet's fatal flaw is her need to do what's right, even when it's dangerous to her. Despite her shy and timid nature, she's not one to sit back and watch injustice happen, and this has led to more than one detention at SWI. And while her fuse is long, the explosion that follows is massive. Juliet is not one to take offenses lightly, and you can be sure that she'll do everything in her power to take you down. An unsuspecting adversary if there ever was one. Juliet also happens to be rather naive. She's book smart, that much is certain, but her lack of great social skills means that she hasn't had a whole lot of chances to learn the subtleties of conversation, and as such she misses out on sarcasm, and is also easily manipulated. 
R O M A N T I C I N T E R E S T S:
"Well, I've never really had a boyfriend or anything of the sort. I mean, I like boys, that's not the thing there it's just I don't think boys like me y'know? I don't even have a type, I just want someone nice, who wants something sort of serious."
L I K E S:
Books
Charms
Transfiguration
Wizard Chess
Her hamster, Eliot
Indie movies and Rom coms
Muggle things, like rubber ducks.
Pastries, but not one's with nuts.
Hanging out with friends
D I S L I K E S:
Bullies
Guys who just want her to sleep with them
Scary movies
Snakes
Heights
Large crowds
Losing
Liars
H O B B I E S:
Reading
Wizard Chess
Baking
Writing, normally essays against the mistreatment of magical creatures.
F E A R S:
Death
Failure
Large crowds
Snakes
B A C K G R O U N D:
The Lowell name is one of extreme prominence in the American Wizarding World. The family rose to prominence in the 1920's, when Frederick Lowell, an Irish immigrant, came to America and began selling his own type of love potion, Lowell's Bottled Lust. LBL became a hit among wizards and witches of all ages, shapes, and sizes, though a decade after it's introduction it was made illegal by the Republic of Magic. While this set back would have destroyed many wizards, Frederick simply pressed on.
He used is already vast fortune to create plenty more handy potions, some more devious than others, and his family rose to prominence. His great grandson, and Juliet's father, would go on to take over the business, creating even more creative potions of all different types. A rich and handsome wizard, Juliet's father, Patrick Lowell, married an equally rich witch, Marian Kite, and the two soon had Juliet.
Juliet's was raised mostly by her mother, a cold woman who had little tolerance for failure. She pushed Juliet to her limits, and it's made their relationship rather strained. Juliet's father was always quite busy, but when he was around, he groomed Juliet to take over the family business, a proposition that she doesn't exactly view as enjoyable. Her admittance to SWI came as no surprise, and she welcomed the time away from home.
At SWI, she proved herself to be a capable witch, one of the better students of her year, at least in Bishop. She's garnered a few close friends, but she doesn't consider herself popular, though her name does hold quite a bit of weight with purebloods and half-bloods, and even a few muggleborns. Her future is rather uncertain now, which is one of the main reasons she's chosen to take divination. She'd really like to become a professor, but her parents are constantly pushing for her to become the next head of the family business. Decisions decisions.




JULIET LOWELL"I don't like to be sterotypical, but Bishops as clever as her are few and far between. She's a smart girl, and a genuinely good person. She'd be a real shining star around her if she just let herself be. But hey, it's not any of my business. Some people prefer a life in the shadows."
ARMIN FROST"He's definitely not his sister, that much is certain. He's cool enough, I guess. He's pretty lazy, and he doesn't quite seem to understand the opportunity we've been giving. I mean, he just doesn't quite seem to care, and that pisses me off, not gonna lie. But, I've talked with him a few times about creatures rights, and he seemed pretty passionate about that, which makes sense given his heritage. Maybe he just needs the right topic to peak his interest."
KATERINA CARROLL"I think I've seen her around a few times. She seems pretty quiet, but nice enough. I remember one time she just sat there and let this one asshole, Julian Peake, just trash her. But the second he turned to this other Bishop, a fifth year I think, she just went off on the kid. It was impressive. I clapped."
EBONY JONES"That girl has quite the mouth on her. It's pretty bad ass to be honest. She doesn't really take anyone's shit, which is pretty admirable. I doubt the Sorting Candle had to think too hard when it sorted her. She'd probably make a pretty great beater, if I do say so myself."
ELEANORA FOXLEY"Ellie's pretty great actually. She seems more Warren than Bishop, but hey, I probably seem more Bishop than Warren sometimes. She's a great Seeker and a pretty great dueler as well. I consider her a friend, though I wouldn't say we're extremely close. I'm pretty sure she has my copy of Grindlewald's Rise: How Europe Nearly Fell, so I should really get that back."

CLARA WILLIAMS"Clara is a bit like a sister to me. A sister who I'm constantly bickering with and also constantly trying to do better than. So like just a normal sister I guess. Anyways, she's crazy smart. Like, don't tell her I said this, but she might be smarter than me. I'm pretty confident she'll be president of The Republic one day."
NAOMA FROST"My preferred Frost, that much I can tell you. But to be quite honest, I'm not sure she likes me that much. She's your typical Warren, all stressed out and literally one bad grade away from falling apart. I'm the exact opposite, at least most of the time. Whenever she wants to loosen up, I'll be here to help out. Wait, no not in like a sexual way. I mean she's pretty and all but...I'm going to shut up."
GATSBY FITZGERALD"Hey that's me!"
LOUISE LANGBROEK"I don't quite know what to say to this one. Clara introduced me to Louise, and she's like insanely cool. She's an awesome chaser, and she's like crazy smart, and really dedicated, and really pretty. Fuck. Please forget what I said about that last one. She can't know that. I'm pretty sure she hates me, considering she never talks to me. Or when she does she gets all weird about it. Seriously, she can't know that. "
LANG MONYETHABENG"Lang is a good guy. He drinks too much, but hey, who am I to judge? We both had pretty shitty dad's so I feel for him there. Maybe he doesn't handle it the best, but he's a damn good Quidditch player, and smart as hell. Sometimes I worry about him though. I don't think enough people see that he's got it rough."
AVERY BARNES"Barnes the Bad Ass. That's what I call her at least. She's quite the prankster, and I for one, am in full support of it. Most of my house doesn't hold the same sentiments I think, but I'm always up for a good laugh."
WESLEY GRAY"Garrett's cousin, right? She seems alright. Snarky as fuck, but let's be real, so am I. She's pretty distant, not anything like Garrett. She's pretty fun at parties though, so she's alright in my book."
GARRETT GRAY"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck. Can we skip this one? No? Are you sure? Positive? Well that's pretty rude of you, not gonna lie. Alright, here it goes. His sole purpose on this earth, I'm confident, is to make my life hell. I mean, yeah, he's one of my best friends. This is true. But also, I want to make out with him. A lot. And it's problematic, and he's always flirting with me, but is it real flirting or fake flirting? I don't fucking know! Okay, okay. I'm calm, I promise."
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