First Name: Vivian ( Nicknamed Vivi or Pixie )
Middle Name(s): Kahlan
Last Name: Amnell
Birthday: May 2, 1978
Gender: Female
Past School House: Ravenclaw
Birthplace: Finland, born to an Indian mother and Finnish father.
Residence: She stays with anyone that will lend her a room due to lack of funds.
Parents: Nyeina and Aki Heiskanen, she kept her mother's maiden name.
Siblings: Anette, her younger sister from her mother's former marriage.
Relatives (If Any): A few, though most out of reach, so she's unable to keep in contact.
Occupation: (Job(s)) : Hogwarts Librarian [Numbuh THREE ;D]
Pets: One kitten. A sphynx named Narciss.
Blood: Pure Blood
Age: 19
Hair Color: Dyed black-ish brown.
Hair Style: Usually pulled back in various fashions, or down and messy.
Eye Color:It depends on her mood.
Skin Tone: Mostly pale with just a hint of color from her mother.
Nationality: Finnish
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110lbs
Accent: Finnish
Married: She was abandoned at the altar.
Dating: N/A
Children: N/A
Age of Children (If Any):N/A
Number of Children (If Any): N/A
Names of Children (If Any): N/A
History: Vivian is quiet and usually keeps to herself, though her clumsiness usually ruins that. She became a loner after she was forcefully given the curse of the Vampire. Don't worry, if anything Vivian's a great actress, you'd never guess. She has an undying lust for knowledge and has spent most, if not all of her life alone with her books. About a year ago she opened her heart to what she thought was a wonderful man, Thomas Pinn. He is the one who changed her. They were to be married, though, last minute reality became a mere fantasy; Taking her new job as a Librarian of Hogwarts to leave her past behind and start anew. She comes off as quiet and timid, innocent if you will. Cold to most, unless they look passed her welled eyes and normal scowl. Once someone takes the time to open up to her, Vivian can be quite the chatterbox.
Personality: Detached.
Hates: Illiterates and those who choose to be disloyal.
Loves: Narciss, her books, and her silence.
Wants: Loyalty. Friendship.
Wishes: To start over and find people that she can relate to.
Fears: Being abandoned.
Favourite Color: Red
Favourite Past School Subject: History of Magic
Favourite Animal: Felines
Favourite Food: Any type of veggies.
Least Favourite Color: Yellow.
Least Favourite Past School Subject: Care of Magical creatures.
Least Favourite Animal: Kanines.
Least Favourite Food: Most.
Wand Core: Unicorn Hair
Wand Wood:Ebony
Wand Length: 12"
Wand Movement: Flexible
Wand Strengths and Weaknesses: Strengths- Dark Magic, transfiguration, levitation. Weaknesses-Healing.
Affiliation: Dark Side, though she tries to act Neutral for her own sake.
Special Talents (If Any): Her speed and agility. Is also an experience animagi, her form being a small black and red bird.
Special Possessions (If Any): Narciss
Sample Post: Walking through each aisle, her eyes scanning every book title as she paced. She took in a deep breath and smiled. Nothing but the scent of ink and dusty books, just how she wanted it. Oh how Vivian loved this Library, every inch of it. She avoided anyone and everyone there for the most part. Her job was the only thing on her mind. Place the book, fix the order, make her lists to keep track of each item. It was almost like a childish game to her.
No one should love their work as much as I do. She couldn't help but let out a quiet chuckle, covering her motuh as always to keep from scaring anyone withing eyesight.
The students didn't seem to share her love for this library. One by one she would clear each table, gathering and dusting off each and every book. Her wand rarely left her hip as she was usually placing everything back by hand. It didn't make sense.. But, it made her happy. Though, her happiness didn't last long while her mind ached with worry. "So I work, and I work. But, where do I go when I'm finished? Just another stranger's abode. This is no life for me.." She let out a loud, heavy sigh. Her petite figure turning the corner and vanishing into the hallway. Sweet, loyal Narciss padding beside her every footstep.
What is the meaning of life? Zzzz.