Falen Bridgette TylerFlourish et Blotts
Falen Tyler a lu des titres de livres de sa liste d'approvisionnement comme son frère aîné, Darius Jr., les a tirés de leur place dans les étagères et les a déposés sur un bureau semi-vide. Flourish et Blotts ont été leur deuxième à la dernière étape avant Falen aurait tout ce dont elle avait besoin pour sa première année à Hogwarts; leur premier arrêt, en raison de la mendicité et de la plaidoirie de Falen, avait été Magical Menagerie. Elle était impatiente de prendre quelques choses pour son chat siamois, quelque chose qu'elle avait fait chaque fois qu'elle avait pu visiter Diagon Alley. Son frère s'en est vexé. L'arrêt final de leur voyage apparemment long, cependant, serait l'Apothicaire.
"Les bêtes fantastiques et où les trouver par Newt Scamander," Falen a lu dans la liste, "N'avez-vous pas lu celui-là? Je suis sûr que je l'ai vu quelque part dans ta chambre." Son frère s'est simplement cogné la tête et a sorti le livre de l'étagère.
"Tu as encore besoin de ton propre exemplaire, je ne te donnerai pas le mien."
-- Quoi qu'il en soit, dit Falen avec un rouleau d'yeux avant de continuer à lire à partir de la liste. Environ vingt minutes plus tard, la paire s'approchait du registre avec des bras pleins de livres; la plupart d'entre eux de la liste scolaire, et d'autres à lire pour s'amuser. Falen a failli laisser tomber ses propres livres, sautant pratiquement de sa peau après avoir entendu un bruit fort. Il lui a fallu seulement une seconde pour localiser la source du son: un garçon qui semblait être autour de son âge avait déposé ses livres sur le comptoir. Falen entendit son frère snicker de derrière elle ; elle roula les yeux et continua vers l'avant, laissant tomber ses propres livres sur le comptoir. Elle se moquait de savoir si le bruit avait perturbé ceux qui l'entouraient. La pile était très lourde, après tout.
Pendant qu'elle attendait que son frère trouve l'argent, elle ne pouvait s'empêcher de jeter un coup d'œil aux livres que le jeune homme avait laissé tomber sur le comptoir. "Anciens et oubliés envoûtements et charmes," Falen a lu à haute voix, "c'est un livre assez soigné, une lecture très intéressante." Falen aimait lire des livres, et cela n'a augmenté qu'une fois qu'elle a appris la magie. Elle s'était souvent faufilée des livres des étagères de son frère dans sa chambre; les anciens et oubliés et les charmes avaient été l'un d'entre eux. "J'ai particulièrement aimé lire sur tous ces trucs magiques sombres. Tu sais, les flèches de poppet et elfe? C'est plutôt gâché."
"The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with
who you are, and not who people think you are."

General Information
:: Full Name ::
Falen Bridgette Tyler
:: Nicknames ::
Fal, Bridgette
:: Gender ::
♀ Female
:: Date of Birth ::
June 9th, 2006
:: Blood Status ::
Half-Blood
:: Appearance ::
Falen is a short girl, standing at just five feet, three inches tall. She has acne-free, caramel-colored skin and straight, perfectly white teeth. She is rarely seen without a smile. Her natural brown hair, when straightened, falls past her shoulders. When curly, however, it is shoulder length, neatly coiffuring to reveal a heart shaped face. In a way this made her more beautiful, as the deep brown hair complements her almond shaped eyes which are of a similar shade. Her eyes are without doubt the most captivating aspect of her appearance, reflecting a look of wisdom far beyond her age that can not help but draw people in. There are a few freckles spread charmingly across her cheeks and forehead, which she tends to cover up with foundation. Like her mother, she has a little curvy figure, and weighs in at about a hundred and forty pounds.
Though very beautiful, her grace, the way she carries herself, her attitude, and her enthusiasm all take precedence over her individual physical attributes. Everyday, Fal puts great effort in her appearance; her shirt is always crisp, her skirt is at a modest length, and not a thread is out of place. However, she loves to accessorize in any way possible, wanting to make the uniform her own. You'd usually see her with large hooped earrings, two or three rings on both her ring and pointer fingers, and a gold headband. When not wearing her uniform, you can expect to see her in a pair of jeans, a cute blouse, and sneakers.
Family Information
:: Family Members ::

Nicole Jones
{Mother; 44 years; Muggle}
Occupation: Cosmetologist
DJ Tyler
{Brother; 21 years; Squib}
Occupation: Med Student
:: History ::
Falen was born on June 9th, 2006 in Liverpool to Nicole Jones, a muggle woman from the Dominican Republic, and Darius Tyler, an African Pure-blood wizard who'd been born and raised in London. The two had met on a cruise ship when they were just sixteen years old, and instantly fell in love. Nicole had never even known that magic existed until she got to know Darius, and after a long, steady relationship together, they married. Darius's family, to say the least, were not pleased; they were angry at him for breaking the "pure" chain and allowing a muggle to taint the blood line. They were even more displeased when they heard that he'd impregnated her. Once Falen's elder brother was born just a few months later, Darius's family cut all ties with him, thoroughly disappointed in the young man. The happy couple moved on, completely unbothered, and had Falen a few years later.
Despite his unsupportive family, Darius and Nicole did their best to raise their children well. Nicole's mother and father welcomed Darius and the kids with open arms, eager to get to know the newest members of their family. Falen's mother got a job as a cosmetologist, and her father continued his work in the medical field. She grew up as an ordinary child; She took the train to and from school every weekday, attended church with her mother on Sundays, and made a few close friends along the way. Falen grew up without any knowledge of the wizard world, her parents choosing to ignore that part of her completely. Part of them even wanted to believe that she was born without powers, like her brother, which would make things a great deal easier. Unfortunately, they were not so lucky.
Since she was six, Falen has had a number of incidents which, at the time, didn't make much sense to her. It was always something small; items would end up disappearing from around the house and reappearing in strange places weeks later. They were forced to tell her who she really was, however, when she was seven years old. She'd gotten into a heated argument with her mother, which eventually led to a glass cup full of sweet tea flying across the room and towards her mother's face. She'd ducked out of the way, thankfully, but had much explaining to do. Ever since then, Fal has been taught by her parents everything there is to know about wizardry. She even got to go on a few trips with her father, where she was exposed to things she'd never before seen. She is now no stranger to muggle and magical inventions nor does she discriminate based on blood status. Unfortunately, however, a year later, her father was killed in a car accident, leaving she, her big brother, and her mother alone.
It came as no surprise when Fal received her Hogwarts letter. She'd heard many tales of the school from her father, a Slytherin alumni, and was eager to find out if they were actually true. Fal was overjoyed at the idea of learning more about herself and where her father comes from. She and her family know that she will excel both academically and socially.
Personal Information
:: Pet ::
Si - A beautiful Siamese cat that her mother got for her when she turned eleven. She named him Si, a reference to one of her favorite movies Lady & The Tramp.
:: Wand ::
Redwood wood with a phoenix feather core, 12 ¼" and brittle flexibility
Redwood Wood: Wand-quality redwood is in short supply, yet constant demand, due to its reputation for bringing good fortune to its owner. As is usually the case with wandlore, the general populace have the truth back to front: redwood wands are not themselves lucky, but are strongly attracted to witches and wizards who already possess the admirable ability to fall on their feet, to make the right choice, to snatch advantage from catastrophe. The combination of such a witch or wizard with a redwood wand is always intriguing, and I generally expect to hear of exciting exploits when I send this special pairing out from my workshop.
Phoenix Core: This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalize, and their allegiance is usually hard won.
:: Personality ::
The very first word that pops into one's mind when thinking about Falen is determination, and the second, ambition. Everyone that knows Fal knows that whenever she puts her mind to something, it will get done, regardless of whatever obstacles she has to push through in order to do so. She is intelligent and very articulate, and her confidence is shown through her powerful mannerisms. She is generally friendly, unless you give her a reason not to be. While being confident in both herself and her actions, this is often to a fault. She is very opinionated, has trouble asking for help, and hates admitting when she's wrong. She tends to keep to herself, though is not timid, and can sometimes be sarcastic and cold towards others. She is extremely dependable, however; If you ask her to meet you somewhere, she will be there; if she promises to do something, she will do it; if you ask her for help, she will do everything in her power to assist. Underneath the frustrated sighs and eye-rolls lies a person who's kind and caring at the core.
:: Habits | Oddities | Quirks  ::
❖ Writes very neatly with her left hand, but does everything else with her right.
❖ Fluent in Spanish, and will sometimes switch to Spanish mid-sentence, usually to utter an insult.
❖ When nervous, tends to bite the inside of her cheeks.
❖ Hums to herself when focused.
:: Likes ::
✔ Music of any and every genre. Mostly R&B.
✔ Peace and quiet. Solitude. Alone time.
✔ Spicy foods.
✔ Any muggle sport besides golf.
✔ Physical activity/Staying in shape.
✔ Makeup. Heels. Accessories.
✔ Defense Against the Dark Arts
:: Dislikes ::
✘ Loud and overly-crowded spaces make her uncomfortable.
✘ Flying. She'd much rather keep her feet on the ground.
✘ Overly sugary foods.
✘ When extroverts get too comfortable around her. So much dialogue... so much useless information...
✘ Public humiliation.
✘ Sleeping in
✘ Large insects, especially those that fly.
:: Fears ::
❖ Heights
❖ Oblivion
:: Worth to Mention ::
She's a pretty good flyer and Quidditch player, thanks to her athleticism, but doesn't care too much for flying nor the actual game.

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