Ashleigh Jennings, finished.

[Ashleigh Jennings]

Ashliegh Marie Jennings
"I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time"

Lucy & Jude

full name Ashliegh Marie Jennings
nickname(s) Ash
gender Female
birthdate/age May 4th, sixteen
sexual orientation heterosexual
occupation - - -
House (Former if adult) Black
Blood Pureblood
Ipswich: Yes.

I've just seen a face

body type
“Well like most teenage girls, you always have that odd stick, and that’s exactly what I am, a stick. Of course I’ve got some meat on my bones, but it’s nothing to worry about. I’m far too smart to let something crazy happen over my body like you see in all those muggle shows and books. So I’m small, and thin, but I’m not complaining.”

height
“Haha, while the rest of my family are as tall as trees, I’m short as a bush. Well not that short exactly, but you get the comparison. I stand about five feet and four inches, and I’m sixteen bloody years old, and this is something I am complaining about.”

weight
“Well having a small lithe body, means that my weight is also a bit low, and that means I’m roughly 116 pounds. I’m not complaining, nor worrying, I’m just one of those people that can eat and not gain. I don’t know, the comments get a bit pathetic though.”

complexion
“A bit better then pale, like if a muggle saw a ghost they would probably reach my coloring when they slowly began to regain their composure. It’s that skin color that just burns so easily in the sun, and yes it hurts, but eventually I get a pretty nice tan from it.”

noticeable features
“Well there isn’t anything too noticeable about me, except maybe my eyes. I love them, a deep green, that somehow have incorporated bits of gray present. You can’t see the color if your not looking for it, but if you see it once, it’s not hard to miss after that.”

any other details
“Nope, not off the top of my head.”

Strawberry fields forever

likes
` thunderstorms
` writing
` reading
` friends
` talking
` chocolate
` guys
` music
` the stars
` flying
` cats
` daydreaming
` inventing things
` fixing things
` winter
` tea
` chess
` parties
` humming
` a chance to get dressed up
` dueling
` housemates

dislikes
` heat, humidity
` hypocrites
` people who tend to bring a negative attitude
` being hurt emotionally
` being hurt physically
` distractions
` being wrong
` using her family lines against her
` people who can break her down
` the silence
` the dark
` awkward moments
` sitting still
` taking notes

strengths
`quidditch, some of the time.
`listening
`writing
`finding something to say
`teaching
`duels
`charms

weaknesses
` stating all of my opinions
` transfiguration
` potions
` talking in front of crowds
` making the 'final' decision
` drawing

habits;
` bites her bottom lip when nervous
` twirls a strand of hair when uncomfortable
` attends each and everyone of her classes

ambitions;
` to get married when she's older
` to become a mother
` train to become an nurse
` if the above doesn't work, she'd go into teaching
` be, in general, happy

dementor:
"April 2nd, a day short of a cruel April fools joke, in my opinion. Anyway, this was the day my entire life changed and I was nothing more then nine years old. My brother was off with my mom shopping for school, being a year older, and I was at home with my father. I didn’t mind, you know, I was daddy’s little girl and all. We were having a pleasant day, and then a knock came on the door. I went off to answer it, my dad being up stairs grabbing something for us to eat for lunch, and a man came barging in. “Where’s your father,” the voice had been hard, the face masked. I didn’t answer at first, which made the man draw a wand. I then found myself point, knowing fairly well what the wand could do.

He hurried off, and it took me a while to follow. When I did, I only peeked around the corner to see my Daddy at wand point, the man with the wand showing no emotion, given he was covered by a mask. There were words being exchanged, but I caught nothing, except a faint mumbling, and saw only a green light flash, before the man disappeared. I wasn’t paying to much attention to the man, but to my father, for the green light hit him, and he fell to the ground. I gasped and ran toward him. “Daddy, - Dad,” I had spoken, the tears falling. I remember shaking him a lot, and it wasn’t until my mother came home that I let go. She asked what happened, and for a while I couldn’t answer, all I remember saying was that my Daddy was gone, at least that’s what my Mom says.”

patronus;
"Well, my patronus takes the form of a dove, simple, delicate, lovely, and it of course reflects my happiest memory. My happiest memory took place only the day before my worst. April 1st was a day the muggles celebrated called April’s Fools day. As a child it was always my brothers favorite holiday, because he had always been one for the pranks, and every year he came up with one for our family. That year was his last year before he went off to school, so he promised everyone that it would be extra good. Well, me being nine, I was quite upset that I wasn’t allowed in on the prank, so for the majority of the day, I didn’t speak with him.

Toward the end of the night, Bobby called me to his room, and told me to distract my Mom and Dad, and I eagerly accepted. So I kept them entertained with some book reading, and when ready my brother scared the crap out of them. It was so simple that they hadn’t even expected it. I laughed my butt off, but it wasn’t anything any of us expected, and that was why my brother had done it. I’m not even sure why this is my happiest memory, but I’m pretty sure it’s because it was our last day as a real family.”

mirror of erised;
"When looking into the mirror I see myself many years older, sitting in my own home. I’m making dinner in the kitchen, and a little baby boy is sitting at my feet, while a baby girl is trying her best to help me prepare dinner. Walking into the kitchen however, is a man that can’t be identified, but the more I look at him, the more he is seen as someone familiar, as the time goes on.”

boggart;
“My greatest fear is to be over taken by darkness. I suppose it’s a silly fear, but I think the thing I fear the most about the dark is not knowing what’s in it. I’ve always had that fear of getting consumed by the darkness and its inhabitants.”

amortentia;
` the smell of crisp air, like in the winter
` men’s cologne
` the smell after the rain
` the smell of burning wood

Animagius - - -



personality
Just like many people, Ash has different personalities depending on who she is with. As a young girl, she was always the polite, yet quiet baby, compared to her ruthless, overconfident brother. She was always the bookworm growing, up the pushover as well. If there was something no one in her family wanted to do, it was Ash who would step up in do it. It was safe to say that Ash always was the one to put others happiness before her own, but she hadn’t minded. It was how she acted, and it grew on her as the years came.

After witnessing her own father’s death, the only eye witness they had for the case, the girl became a bit more independent, feisty if you wanted to call it that. She didn’t allow so many people to access her feelings. Her heart wasn’t any longer on her sleeve where it had been for the previous ten years. It was something that affected her emotionally, and she’d be scared with that for the rest of her life. Sure she still allowed herself to please others, allowed herself to take part in the things others didn’t want to do, but she more or less closed off to the world even more. She hid herself in books, observed and took things with a fear, always looking over her shoulder type of way.

It was no way for a young adult to live, but that’s how she did it, and as she entered Ipswich, she slowly found herself open up a bit more. She found herself becoming confident, and adapting to the process of making, and keeping friends, real friends, who didn’t just use her for their own advantages. She of course held back, but found herself gaining knowledge in both her magic and in relationships. She was able to grow ahead of those people, excel in classes, and well the young girl held pride in that. She does however hold a part of herself that lashes out at those who frustrate her. She is usually good with controlling anger, but there are a given few that drive her insane, and well, she can become quite a wrecking ball of anger.

Start a Revolution

parents
Selena Jennings [nee Brynes] - MOTHER - 36
Alex Jennings - FATHER - 34 - deceased

sibling/s
Robert Jennings - OLDER BROTHER - 17

Spouse - - -
children - - -

history
Born on a warm evening of May 4th to the parents of Johnny and Selena Jennings was Ashleigh Marie. She was the second born, the last, and the only girl. They were a happy couple residing in a small cottage, one that was large enough to hold the family of four. All through her childhood, Ash was loved, just as her brother Robert was. It was a family bond that they all held, one that couldn’t be broken, until one fateful day, nine years after this baby girl was born.

It was so unexpected to Ash, Bobby, and Selena, but not to their father, for the man had made wrong alliances early on, ones that hadn’t been cleared. So those alliances became clear as they aged, and one day they finally caught up with him. When Selena and Robert were out shopping, and Ashleigh and Johnny stayed home, the doorbell rang. Ash answered it, and gave the direction of her father, as most nine year olds did, unaware of the fate she helped allow to happen. She only creped around the corner long enough to see her father fall to the ground in a heap, and a few hours later, her mother was home, with her brother, upon three aurors. They had closed the murder three years later, and nothing further was placed on the case, no answers, no people taken in for questioning, just closed, and never spoken of by that said Ministry.

Well the next year, Ash arrived at Ipswich Academy, and it wasn’t a surprise, that she gradually made her way into the crowds. She didn’t talk to her brother much, but they did hold a bond for one another, because of the pain they went through. As times continued, the girl made friends, and is now in her sixth year of schooling, and with one more after, she’s starting to plan out her fate.

happiness is a warm gun

class schedule;
.M o n d a y: Arithmancy, DADA, Herbology
.T u e s d a y: Flying, Charms
.W e d n e s d a y: Transfiguration, DADA, Herbology
.T h u r s d a y: Flying, Chrams
.F r i d a y: Arithmancy, Potions, Transfiguration

Little help from my friends

alias Dani
contact info pm, or msn most likely
how did you find us carman. =)
other information nope.
hidden secret Omitted

[Carman Jones]

Very nice application. Accepted.

Welcome to Ipswich Academy!