PARKINSON, portia alistrina

[portiaparkinson]

Nickname: Tami
How You Found Us:Kat(she plays Lucius)
Contact Via: pm till I get to know ya

What can be found in a name:
Portia Alistrina Parkinson
When the day I was born:
DOB 09/08/1961
The Angels screamed:
Jasper and Megan Parkinson
And Hell shut its doors:
m|s|6th||parkinson, ____ ____.
m|r|5th||parkinson, ____ ____ . *
While creatures retreated:
Snowy white owl named Glacier
To depths unknown:
Pure of course

I hide from them:
Family rose garden
In her giant closet
The forbidden Forest(when at school)
Be who they want to see:
Portia stands at a average five feet six inches tall. To her it seems odd, considering her mother is five feet ten and her dad is almost six feet. Her skin is as smooth as silk, seeing it is fair and she does not spend a lot of time in the sun there is no mark on her. The very prominent features of her father can be seen in this young ladies face. Her rounded cheeks that perfect little nose .But what is mostly her mother are the eyes. Portia’s eyes are a dark brown almost black, that have a glint of amber in them when the sun hit her face just right. Her hair is long and hangs about 7 or 8 inches down past her shoulders. It is a light brown with natural highlights right now. It is in reality as black as night, but she uses a glamour to change the color. Portia likes to wear it up as having it in her face bothers her. Her smile is something that can either make you feel welcome or make you run. It is hard to tell if she is being polite or faking it.

Portia has a birthmark on the underside of one of her toes that looks like a freckle. She also has a mark on her hairline on the back of her head that she received when she was born. When it comes to the clothing this young pureblood princess wears well as you might have guessed it is the best that money can buy. Portia wears the proper attire of a young lady. She never wears pants at all, and the dresses she wears, are custom made of the best material money can buy. She is great at placing the proper shoes and accessories with each outfit. She does wear some makeup, but as taught by her mother she wears it well enough that one cant tell she is wearing it at all.

She takes good care of her body as Portia knows it is the only one she has. While she loves her sweets she takes great care not to go overboard as she does not want any blemishes. There is a routine she does every day when she wake sup to make sure she stays as smooth as silk. To her your face is rather important it is the first part of you someone sees so best take care of it.
But that leaves no one:

To discover that inside:
Portia is your typical rich stuck-up pureblood young woman, but she has many aspects that many don’t suspect or see. She has two separate personalities: the public Portia and the private Portia. In public, Portia is the perfectly-mannered socialite, proper in every way and always looking her best. She makes sure the right people see her in this light. For example, when she visits St Mungos , Portia makes sure the attitude she shows is that of caring when she donates. She looks down upon blood-traitors and half-bloods and treats them with little respect – if she even speaks to them at all. She grew up attending high-society parties and knows her etiquette. She’s a gracious hostess. However, Portia can have her moments.

She has been known at certain times to let her emotions get the best of her. Her mood swings will be so extreme that she will even scare her father. One moment she can be the loving, caring daughter, and worries about her family and the entire household and the next as cold as ice. Sometimes Portia does not even understand it. Most of the time those swings will happen when a person speaks ill of her family or friends.

Her strongest feeling in her body has got to be the passion she has. She puts her whole heart into everything she does. The loving fervor she has is all reserved for her parents, and brothers. If something is not going the way she planned, she's not afraid to speak up and to move it in that direction. One look or snide comment will put things back into her court, and she's not afraid to speak out about it.

The private Portia is much more complicated. Living up to the Parkinson name is not easy for anybody. Her mother cast such a great shadow, that to Portia, it is very hard to live up to her. The constant push from her family to have a child is great. Behind closed doors, many items are hidden, and it is Portia's job to make sure they stay that way. Any feelings that Portia may have, about fear and doubt must be hidden. She can be very weak and vulnerable when it comes to those she cares about. When emotion comes out , it is a privileged few who are witness. Her sister has been around when Portia has started to cry, or her mother , has seen a side most don’t see.

Portia is by no means a weak woman.. Yes, she does have her mood swings, as mentioned above She has the utmost respect for the men in her life. Her father, and brother , have also been there to help Portia and pick her up at those rare moments of falling. Don’t get me wrong, Portia knows how to get what she wants and she is not hesitant or shy about doing so.


This soulless being:
Sterling roses
The smell after it rains
Fresh cut berries
Bubble baths
Dada
Is just as lost:
Thunder storms
Blood Traitors
Gyrffindors
Arithmancy class
Being told no
As everyone else:
Manipulation
Potions
Dueling
Her love for her family
She is determined
She’s creative

In a world that knows only hate:
A good sale
Her emotions
Math
Love for her family
Her pride
Gets freaked when cornered
And causes pain for the soulless like me:
Kissed another girl in her fourth year
Has stolen a few things from stores despite having more then enough money to buy what she wanted.

They left me to die:
Byronn & Lysette Caspian( Grandparents)
Uncle Jarvis Caspian(Widower)
Edrien Melania Caspain(cousin daughter of Jarvis)

On a bed of roses:
Sebastian& Diamanta Parkinson(Grandparents)
Baby boy Parkinson( Jaspers little brother died right after birth)
Blood seeping through:
The death of baby boy Parkinson was ruled by the ministry as murder. But enough money covered up the truth.
The satin sheets of fame:
Rich
What a bitter story of love:

Portia was born on a night when the weather was not pretty. There was a horrible thunder storm blowing outside and just as lightning hit a tree and set it on fire, Portia came into this world. From the second she took that first breath and gave that first scream, Portia let it be known she was not one to be messed with. Jasper and Megan already had one child a boy who was a year older then his new brother sister. Jasper had always wanted a daughter, and this day his wish came true and that wish also came with another boy. As Portia grew her evil and dark tendencies started to show.. As early as the age of two this toddler could use magic to cause harm. One day the family dog kept barking at her and even snapped, well little Portia got a hold of her moms’ want and flicked it. A red light came from the wand hitting the dog. Forcing the animal to let out a yelp of pain. Portia had burned all the hair off the poor dog. She sat there on the floor with an evil smirk on her face. It was at that moment when Jasper knew his little girl had a gift that had to be nourished.

Growing up with a twin would not have been so bad but this twin was a boy. The heir that would carry on the Parkinson family name. Portia had been born first but her parents did not treat her any less well then her brothers. All three Parkinson children were tutored from the moment they could hold wands when it came to things such as potions, spells, and the darker side of all things magic. But also to prepares her for the role of a pureblood society girl. Portia was given a horse with riding lessons and since her mother felt French was a classy language at the tender age of five Portia started French lessons. But as time marched on her relationship with her older grew stronger while the one with her brothers remained in tact but because he was being groomed to lead a different life one of the heirs to it all , they did not spend as much time together as Portia would like. Her room was filled with porcelain dolls, her closet the best clothing in the wizarding world and Portia’s early life was spent going to parties and playing with her siblings. Portia and her twin brother and older sister loved to play jokes on their parents when things got too tense in the house. But the teaching of Dark Arts was ever present in the Parkinson household.

Then finally came the time for Portia to attend school. Jasper and Megan already knew where they were going to send their little princess; to Hogwarts. Portia being rather close to her mother and father did not want to leave home. As a matter of fact the day they were supposed to leave she hid in the basement and locked the door. Portia liked her home she liked the familiarity of it all and while she knew some of her friends would be there, she hated the feeling of the unknown. Plus the thought of sharing a bedroom with three other people freaked her out. This girl had never shared a things none the less a bedroom where others will see her changing. Just the thought of that and showering in a communal bathroom grossed her out. But once she heard her father’s voice demanding she come out and telling her if she did not her galleon bag would be a little lighter well, just imagine how fast she came running out. If there was one thing this girl liked it was shopping. But the one thing that kept her calm on that long train ride was the fact she met up with some friends from home and they joked and had a fun time making fun of those they felt were beneath them.

The sorting hat barely touched her head when it yelled out “Slytherin”. That first year Portia mad her mark by becoming noticed in DADA and Potions. She had an unnatural affection towards poisons. She would spend time reading books beyond her year just to stay at the head of that class. Portia embodied the perfect Slytherin attitude and by her second year was well established as one the best in her house in Potions. Her third year at Hogwarts had gone just as much like the last two. By the time her fourth year started she had been established as the Slytherin girl not to be messed with. She was gunning for one thing this girl had wanted since she entered school and that to get that prefects badge and well right before the start of her fifth year when the letter came a loud squeal could be heard ringing through the manor. Portia had gotten her wish and was now a Slytherin prefect. What she loved most was the power it gave her to cause some trouble and not get caught but also she loved now she could use that rather large tub in the prefect’s bathroom. Now as 1976 rolls into it’s second month Portia is haunted by that stupid holiday she hates Valentines day. She was only 15 so she did not see the big deal about finding a date or even kissing a guy. There was no big rush and if someone happen to come along she would welcome getting to know them.

Portia was out on the forest full well knowing she was not supposed to be there. But in her mind where else could she practice her spells and curses and such and not be bothered. She finally got to a spot here the trees almost formed a circle and that gave her some privacy. Portia then removed the hood from her cloak and turned removing her wand from her pocket. Her mind swam with the thought of which curse to use first. Here in the woods she could do whatever she wanted and there would be nobody to stop her. A slightly evil grin came across her face. Her arm shot out to a stern point “Fluniriva lacanta evarium” Portia spoke in her crisp tone as a yellow and red light shot from her wand and headed right for a helpless bush. Within an instant the bush caught fire then the fire faded and seemed to go out then the bush exploded. This curse was designed to hit then seem to go out then hit with a bam. Portia had made that one up herself.

A slight wind started to come up and the leaves on the trees started to rustle. Portia quickly looked around to see if there were any spies lurking in the darkness. For she had just set school property on fire and could get in trouble. As she knew there was nobody watching Portia, she decided to keep going.” Frezia luminos” She said as a white light sprang from her wand and heading right for a rather large boulder and smacking it almost in two. The separate pieces laid there frozen solid. Portia walked over to the stones and kicked them watching the ice get thicker. This curse froze the person then as others tried to free them the ice would get thicker.

She was thinking that the school needed a dueling club. A cool thing to help the students get better at spells and curses but also give them an interesting new thing to do. The woods were silent once again as Portia wondered what curse or spell to use next and what would happen if someone showed up. Despite being able to almost get away with murder back at the castle she did not want to be disturbed so the forest as the right place for her. Although hitting a Gryffindor with a curse would bring her great joy and a good laugh. Dueling practice was something she took very serious. Being out here in the forest gave her the peace she needed to refine curses she had made up and hoped to use in the future.

[.lectolicious.]

Just a few minor things. In the canonlist there is no older sister, but an older brother.. Might want to change that. Normally we would have had three Parkinson boys, but I'm willing to change that for you... just make her sister a brother if it's possible.. also, your avatar and pb in your app seems different. I'm afraid Sophia Bush has already been taken, so try and find another celeb...
you also mention her husband, but seeing that she's a fifth year, I don't really think she's married, right? That's all

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[portiaparkinson]

I feel like such a fool for misreading the canon list I am so sorry.I think I fixed everything you needed and as for the celeb I clicked on the wrong link in my pb but now I have Lacey.I also want to thank you for making one of the Parkinsons a girl I appreciate it.If anything else needs fixing please let me know.

[.lectolicious.]