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Full Character Name: Mary Beth MacEvoy
Character Birthday & Age: December 23rd, 1996
City & Country of Birth: Ballycanew, Leinster, Ireland
Pureblood, Halfblood or Muggleborn: Muggleborn
House & Year: Hufflepuff, First Year

Wand: Oak, 7 1/2 inches, Dragon Heartstring core. Rigid with a bent shaft.


Physical Description: Mary Beth is short even for her age, just brushing four feet and weighing only about eighty pounds. Despite weighing fairly little, she doesn't have a hungry or unfed look about her, mostly due to the fact that she eats constantly. Her heart-shaped face, marred in the middle by a spray of freckles across the bridge of her button nose, is framed by a mop of soft curls the color of warm honey. She keeps her hair cut neatly at her chin (at least, as neatly as one could cut a mop of unruly curls) and likes to wear headbands and ribbons. Her cadet blue eyes are usually seen staring into space during class time. Despite  her Irishness she has a lightly tanned peachy glow about her. She tends to dress in more old-fashioned clothes than most kids, and has in fact received most of her clothes through hand-me-downs. She wears modest dresses in pastel colors which probably date all the way back to the early sixties, and mixes it up occasionally with the odd pair of overalls and frilly white t-shirt. She has a delicate voice which is froggy but very feminine at the same time.

Personality Description: In the muggle world, Mary Beth's teachers usually possessed the good grace to preface her failing grade reports with the assertion that she was, despite her shortcomings, a very honest and well-meaning person. She generally has a very positive outlook, and tends to unintentionally overlook hostile behavior and unsavory aspects of peoples' personalities. This can lead to her wandering into bad situations, as she is inappropriately naive and trusting. Growing up in a small town in a rural area gave her very little opportunity to gain a sense of distrust. When she actually gets involved in a conflict, she doesn't have the emotional tools to work through it with words, so her violent side tends to come out without too much warning. Being new to the wizarding world, she hasn't really adapted yet to the idea of magic as a weapon, and as such she prefers to jump the hostile party and punch them in the nose. It seems to take wizard kids off guard. 

History: Mary Beth was the youngest of six children, born to working-class parents Edgar and Maire MacEvoy two days before Christmas.
They were a loud Catholic family, often fighting amongst themselves. Joined by their ailing grandfather and a sour old bull terrier, the family occupied a cramped three-bedroom house on the property of a cattle farm. She shared a room with her two older sisters Imelda and Marian; her three brothers, Tommy, Cathal, and Peter shared another, the parents took the third, and their grandfather had transformed the living room into his own makeshift quarters.  As a small child, Mary Beth was always excited to take part in "grown-up" things, so she learned to do practical things like cook, clean, and jump a car from an early age. 

Her parents were often too busy to pay much attention to what she was doing, so when she began struggling in school, it went under the radar for a long while. Another essential milestone that went unnoticed was her first magical mishap, which involved a string of bursting Christmas lights.

Mary Beth led a mostly normal childhood, doing well in the subjects of history and English and scraping by in most other subjects. She had a loyal cadre of friends in school consisting of three girls who she had known since birth. She received her letter on a scorching hot July afternoon, and was very reluctant at first to participate. For one thing, trying to amass a new group of friends seemed very daunting to her. For another, she knew that her parents subsisted on a very tight budget. Her mother insisted that she go, and took a job dry cleaning to support her daughter's new school costs.

She was heartbroken when she learned that she couldn't have her dog as a pet under Hogwarts rules, but decided she didn't want to replace him with a cat or a rat or a toad, which seemed like altogether stupid pets to her, and didn't have the money for an owl, so she settled on taking around fifty polaroids of Bottles, her dog, to place near her bed. Most people in her first few weeks of school were friendly and willing to help her play catch-up in terms of her wizarding knowledge. There were a few sneers in her direction but she was mostly oblivious to them as she was really excited by simple things like finally succeeding in making a feather float. She finds this variety of school much more interesting than her old public school, although she still struggles with the classwork.



How Do You Fit Into Your House?: Mary Beth is very loyal and optimistic. She struggles in school but believes vehemently in fair play, so she does not cheat. She is also bafflingly naive.

Writing Sample: Their kitchen table seemed cold and unwelcoming under her elbows compared to the soft, warm beams of sunlight streaming through the lace curtains. Mary Beth knit her brows and readjusted herself over the notebook. "I don't get it," she sighed. "Can you show me again?"

Marian, her older sister, was beginning to lose her patience. "Look, right, all you're doing is seeing how many times does five go into two hundred. See, here, five is on the outside of this little box." She made eye contact with her little sister, hoping to see a spark of comprehension.

It was the first pleasantly warm day of March, and it seemed silly to Mary Beth that she should have to do this homework on a Saturday morning instead of waiting until Sunday night like everybody else. Her father had been stricter since her last grade report. "I'm sorry, Marian. I'm trying me hardest," she smiled apologetically. Marian worked long hours during the week and Mary Beth felt very guilty that her father had roped her into the tutoring session instead of seeing her boyfriend like she had planned.

Marian cocked an eyebrow at first, then smiled. "Chin up, little nipper," she said. "I've never been good at this either."

The news came as a shock to the little girl, who leaned forward slightly in surprise. "You? But you're good at everything!"

"Should have let you keep thinking that!" her sister winked.




Sum up your character in one paragraph: Mary Beth is a friendly and good-natured muggleborn Irish girl. She is low-maintenance and can take care of her own needs, except that she doesn't have the mentality to discern sincerity in her peers.