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She was going to scream if someone tried to compare potions to cooking to her again.
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To her credit, Arya hadn't managed to make anything spectacularly explode this term, so it was some small improvement. But she was still pretty damn sure that her potion wasn't supposed to look like this. "This is most definitely not yellow." She muttered to the tar-like substance that glooped in her cauldron. "Let alone sunshine-y."
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The Elixir to Induce Euphoria. Well, she was as far from euphoric as humanly possible. And she wasn't even entirely sure how she had managed to screw it up this time. Arya looked at the watch hidden in the mess of bracelets on her wrist. She could restart one more time and have something by the end of the class period, hopefully of the more yellow variety.
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Arya looked over at her tablemate's cauldron. They seemed to faring better than she was. "How do you manage to get it to work??"


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Tagged: Takumi Sumeragi
Notes: bear with the bean she really hates this class
Outfit: -need to upload-
28 Apr 2018, 10:41 PM
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Arya didn't know what it was about music that made her feel whole. Maybe it was how a bass line could sync with her heartbeat. Maybe it was because melodies made more sense than normal speech. Maybe it was made her feel normal, like her mum was still alive and sharing her own music with the world. Maybe it was all of it.
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So despite knowing that it was the one place in all of the three schools she knew her older sister could find her, Arya knew come meeting time she'd be there with the rest of the music club, to sing her heart out til she had to go back to Hogwarts Castle and the mountain of potions homework she had left there.
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So far she was the only one in the classroom for that week's meeting. She was perched on her usual desk, tapping her fingers in rhythm to the song currently cycling through her head. While her iPod and her phone didn't work at any of the schools (hooray magic), it didn't keep song fragments from popping back into her head. And today it happened to be the same line of "Dog Days," the rhythm soon accompanied by humming, and if no one showed up soon, singing would soon accompany that as well.

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<h2>Name</h2> <h3>Arya Marina Tritan</h3>
<h2>Age</h2> <h3>Seventeen</h3>
<h2>Member Group</h2> <h3> Hogwarts Student</h3>
<h2>Pref. Pronoun</h2> <h3>she, her, hers</h3>
<h2>Face Claim</h2> <h3>Hayley Williams</h3>
<h2>Sexual Orientation</h2> <h3>Heterosexual</h3>

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<h2>Occupation</h2> <h3>Student</h3>
<h2>Workplace/School</h2> <h3>Hogwarts</h3>
<h2>Class</h2> <h3>Slytherin, Sixth Year</h3>

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<h2>Blood Status</h2> <h3>Pureblood </h3>
<h2>Wand</h2> <h3>Willow, Phoenix Feather, 10 1/8 inches </h3>
<h2>Boggart</h2> <h3>Herself, with no voice and clearly having something important to say.</h3>
<h2>Patronus and memory</h2> <h3>An Otter, with the memory of getting to sing with her mother and sisters when she was younger.</h3>
<h2>Dementor-induced memory</h2> <h3> The death of her mother, and the silence that came with it.</h3>
<h2>Mirror of Erised</h2> <h3>Her family, together, alive, happy.</h3>

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<h2>Alias</h2> <h3>Graced</h3>
<h2>Timezone</h2> <h3>PST</h3>
<h2>Contact</h2> <h3>Skype, DM, Discord</h3>
<h2>Other Characters</h2> <h3><a href="http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=4473">Edna </a><a href="http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=4790">& Brayden</a><a href="http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=4915">& Katelyn</a><a href="http://bombardamaxima.jcink.net/index.php?showtopic=4578">& Ty</a></h3>

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<h1>PERSONALITY</h1>
Playlist:
  • LA Devotee - Panic! At the Disco
  • The Middle - Jimmy Eat World
  • Budapest - George Ezra
  • Always - Panic! At the Disco
  • Friction - Imagine Dragons
  • If It Means a Lot to You - A Day to Remember
Arya takes great pride in not being like her family. Her sisters are as prim and proper as you please, but not her. She's loud, she's wild, and it drives her family (and professors) mad half the time. Arya feels that she has something to prove, an ambitious need to find out who she will be, where she'll end up.
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With her family being so large, Arya feels a lot of expectations fall on her shoulders. To be as good, to be like them. To be brave or courageous or wise, and all in all just be like them. Frankly, she does want to be some of those things, but she's looking for her own way to get there, not what her family has done, or how they want her to get there. Six siblings cast a long shadow, and it's definitely not one she wants to be stuck in, but she also doesn't want to be just like them to get free of it.
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Despite all of that, Arya loves her family. They're a close bunch, with maybe a year separating each sister. And while Arya may act like a crazy a fair amount of the time, she does have her moments where she's calm. At peace. And only her family and a select few others get to see that. The rest of the world sees the devil-may-care, force of nature, wild child. Due to her gift of being a Metamorphmagus, a typical indicator of how she may be feeling can be gathered from her hair, since she has not quite gotten the hang of holding it to one color (besides red). Basically, her personality comes down to if there's a will, there's a way, and you best stay out of hers when she has a goal in mind.

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<h1>HISTORY</h1>
Arya was born the seventh (and youngest) daughter of Minerva Kelby and Conrad Tritan. Minerva and Conrad met fresh out of Hogwarts, both vaguely aware of the other from classes, but their paths rarely crossed outside of that. Tristan was on the fast track for a Ministry job, while Minerva hadn't planned a bit. Their paths finally crossed as Conrad was going to lunch in town one afternoon, noting the crowd that was clearly waiting for something, when he heard a voice. A beautiful, familiar voice. Minerva had been in that crowd, along with a bunch of hopefuls like herself waiting to see a talent scout. But as the hours drew on and the crowd continued to grow, it dawned on Minerva that there was supposed to be more to her life than following a crowd of people that could sing just as well she could, probably even better. She was a witch for crying out loud. So she sang one last song with some of the people she had gotten to know during the two day build up, and left.
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And quite literally ran into Conrad in the process.
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Despite having gone to school with one another, neither knew that the other had lived in the same coastal town. That didn't stop them from falling in love. They moved in together after dating a year, from their town to another, closer to London. Within another two, they were married, with Conrad working at the Ministry of Magic trying to work his way up the ladder, and Minerva...eventually becoming a successful musician. She just didn't follow the crowds to get there.
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As the years continue to pass, their love didn't fade. And the two of them became three, then four, until it was Minerva and Conrad and six children. Six daughters, all of which were just as magical as their parents. And then there was Arya soon after, the last. She was markably different than her sisters. Not because she was a squib, oh no. Her parents knew she was magical from day one...which lead to a fair amount of digging in families trees after Arya's violently red hair and blue eyes started shifting colors. She was the sole Metamorphmagus of the lot, a gift they found came from Minerva's great grandmother.
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Arya grew older. Old enough to finally understand why one by one, her sisters were gone most of the year, and she eventually grew bored of all the stories that got told at holidays about how amazing her sisters were doing at school, the even split of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw daughters, and aunts contemplating what house of the two little Arry would end up in. That was typically Arya's cue to slip away from the table, and follow whatever music was being played until she found her mother, who would look up from whatever she was toying with, smile, and start singing. And that made everything right.
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It felt like an eternity before she was finally eleven, and just like her other six siblings, Arya got the acceptance letter from Hogwarts. That year the trip to Diagon Alley and King's Cross was be different. She got to do what her siblings had got to do for the past six years, instead of always having to sit to the side and wait and daydream until they went to get lunch. She got her own wand, and her own robes (at least the beginning ones...she had a sneaking suspicion she'd get her sisters' old robes once she was sorted), and she'd get to see all of her sisters more often.
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The last daydream didn't quite work out like that in reality.
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For one, her sisters immediately sought out their school friends once the train had pulled away from the station, leaving Arya to explore (actually, that part wasn't too bad). For another, something rather unexpected happened when they arrived at the castle for the ceremony. The hat practically swallowed her head, flaming red hair and all, and took a long, long time announcing her home.
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"Slytherin!"
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The shock was enough to cause her hair to involuntarily change on the spot, from red to green. Not Gryffindor or Ravenclaw like everyone in her family. Slytherin. Not to say she wasn't brave or daring, or clever and eventually maybe wise. The hat saw her ambition, her courage, and enough wit to see the other ways of getting where she wanted to be. So night one in the castle found the youngest Tritan in the dormitories under the lake instead of a tower near the sky, and she could have sworn she saw a mermaid swim past the window as she fell asleep.
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It took a good long while to get used to the castle. Especially since her sisters, who she had been hoping would help her maybe just a little bit, were all too busy with their own houses and schoolwork and lives to talk to her. It didn't help that she was quickly singled out as a Tritan in a fair amount of her classes, and expectations shot through the roof...only to quickly plummet back down to earth as her professors-noteably her potions one-found out how much nudging it took Arya to get work done...and not explode a cauldron. It wasn't that she didn't understand what was going on, she got the hang of most things easily. She just didn't have enough motivation to care sometimes. She also had a general knack of rebelling and just getting into more trouble that all the rest of her sisters in general, which would have resulted probably in a few stern letters home...if the seven of them hadn't been summoned to the headmaster's office for a letter of their own a week or so before the Christmas holiday.
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Minerva had been out shopping for gifts for when all of her daughters were home for the holiday. Laden with bags, she had begun to cross what she had seen as an empty street...right before a car, going much too fast and blasting their music, collided with her before fleeing the scene. Rumors littered gossip columns of wizarding and muggle papers alike for weeks afterwards, speculating if someone had a grudge against the well-known artist...or her husband at the Ministry. No one knew for sure...except Minerva Tritan had been lost to the world.
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That Christmas, there was no tree, no music, no caroling. The house was silent, cold, empty. And it honestly drove Arya mad, who tried everything she knew that could make her family smile as a way to lighten the mood in some way once her tears had dried. It didn't work.
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Losing Minerva changed Conrad. She had been his one love, and everything that had to do with her hurt. He was much more at work than home now, and when he was home, he started making rules. Rather strict rules, in Arya's opinion. He had eventually gotten wind of what and how Arya was doing at school, and her moments of throwing caution to the wind. He forbid music at home, and her fashion experiments (which wasn't exactly fair, all of her other sisters had done it!), and even letting her practice her Metamorphmagus skills (which also meant her hair was much redder after finding that out). Everything that had reminded him of his wife had been silenced, the piano gathering dust and the guitars going out of tune.
<p>
The rules didn't relax much as Arya grew older, as her sisters began to graduate from Hogwarts and move out into the world (although most of her middle sisters were still at the house). Christmas was still difficult at times, but the relationship between Arya and Conrad was becoming more heavily strained. Arya knew her father cared, that he was just trying to look out for the seven of them, but now there were more heated arguments about why she couldn't dress to express herself when she was home on holiday, or sing, or often times just leave the house and go into London for a daytrip with friends from school. It was too dangerous, not allowed, not up to snuff with the image of a Ministry official's family. Especially now that the European magical schools were now interlinked, and the Ministry soon to follow.
<p>
In her sixth year, over the latest Christmas break, it reached a tipping point. Arya had had enough of the rules. She was technically an adult, for crying out loud. She wanted to prove to her father that she was more than capable of handling herself. Of being able to make her own way, however she chose, if she chose to sing her lungs out or wear whatever the hell she wanted and go anywhere. But she was going to finish school first. Which meant hiding between her dorm and her internship for the better part of the first month back after the break, and avoiding or ignoring the letters and patronuses that found their way to her, asking her to come back. And that was the hardest part of it all.

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<h1>CONNECTIONS</h1>
Name: Arya is super similar to Ariel, because Graced as a smol had a hard time understanding what Sebastian was saying. Also can be a nod to music (which I had not thought of until I was talking with Claire. But it fits!!). Marina in Russian means 'of the sea.' Tritan is a letter off from Triton, her father's canon name.
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Meta: This is my little nod to how Ariel is a mermaid that is changed into a human, because Metas are born with the ability to change their appearances in many different ways, from hair color to pig noses, you get the gist. However, she's not really good at it, so it's mainly her hair and eyes she does anything with.
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Boggart/Dementor/Patronus: Music and family are both integral parts of Ariel in canon. As is her voice and ability to use it. I have yet to watch the third Little Mermaid movie but I've heard some of the songs from it to know this holds true as Ariel is growing up, when music was quite literally banned. So her happiness, her deepest wishes, and her fears all center around that. And her Patronus is an Otter because it's a creature of the sea that spends a lot of time above and below water, like the little mermaid.
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Wand: (adapted from the Pottermore wiki) Willow wands typically choose those who have to travel the furthest and have the greatest potential. Phoenix feathers typically have the greatest range of magic, and come from highly independent creatures-Arya is very independent, she ran from home and is rebellious. She is a traveler, trying to figure out herself and life.
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Personality/Playlist: Writing her personality was surprisingly hard. A lot of it comes from how she is not like her family (which is how the main movie starts), and who her friends are. The songs are basically Arya in a nutshell. They're actually some of my favorites and they help get her muse going. She's very deeply associated with music for me so to not include music didn't seem right.
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History: Oh boy there's a lot. Okay! Minerva is the Roman name for Athena, which is Ariel's mother's name in canon. One of the meanings of Conrad is 'King,' so Conrad is literally King Triton. I actually haven't had a chance to watch the third Little Mermaid movie, so I only know what I can glean from the interwebs about events. Athena was more into music than her husband, hence how they met. King Tritan is a huge authority in canon (ruler of the seas), so he's head of something in the Ministry (TBD...I'm going to do all the want ads I kept saying I would do after this). The sisters are all very close together in age, so I guessed about a year so Hogwarts professors got to see Tritan children every year.
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The movies don't have a lot about her sisters, so I left that as ambiguous as possible (also because it'd be cool if the other sisters and King Triton ended up on the site). Arya is also notoriously bad at potions. Ending of her history is canon-ish, wrapping up the elements of King Triton's rules and turning them towards the magical world Bombarda exists in. How the events after she leaves home play out...I honestly have no idea. But I'm excited to see what happens!!

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