Joan Wilcox

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Joan Melinda Wilcox

Potions Mistress at Hogwarts

"Just when I think I'm invincible."

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nicknames Joany
birthday 9/18/1988
age twenty
gender female
sexuality straight
past school hogwarts
house slytherin
wand 10, Dragon Heartstring and Rosewood
blood pureblood
heritage English, and a ¾ of Irish

[♥][♥]You blow a kiss, but it just don't feel the same[♥][♥]

hair blackish blonde
eyes hazel
build average
height 5’5”
weight 130lb
skin tone tannish
distinguishing features
Her eyes
lips
hair
her legs
likes to appearance

eyes
lips
hair.

flaws to appearance

frizzy hair
nose.

appearance in detail

Joan has hair that has been dyed a couple of times, but her very true hair color is a dirty blonde. She stands 5‘5“ weight 130 pounds which is probably average in normal ranges for woman[sp?] Her most distinguish features are her hazel eyes that stand out more than any of her other features that are just as distinguished, her eyes also sometimes change with what she is wearing, by taking the color of shirt and bring that color out more in them. Also here eyes, lips and hair are also those that she likes most about herself, they give her something to stand out by, when snake is not around. The main things she doesn’t like when she hair doesn’t want to agree with her, when it decides to be be fizzy and can‘t get the fizzy to come out, and her nose is another thing she doesn’t like about herself, it looks like a rounded off block.

Her skin is tannish form the summer weather, and now that is autumn, she is now just starting to lose the beautiful tan that she had gotten over the summer. Usually she as pale as pale can get. Some of her distinguish features are her no so thin lips, but just the right size for just about anything for usage, and also her legs are another over of her most favored features that she likes she loves the fact that they are what gives her what height she needs and isn’t as tall as her mother, she is average height and she loves it.

[♥][♥]Cause I can feel that you're gone[♥][♥]

likes

Death Eaters
Dark Arts
Dark Lord
Fellow Slytherins
Tea; just not green tea
Chips
men
Herself
Power
Potions
Sarcastic
Tattoos
Music

dislikes

green tea
Her Family; mainly her father
Stupid people
Most Gryffindors
Weakness
Expectations.
Being Gossip about
Gossip in general
being questioned
Posers
being questioned
cats
Herbology
Liars
Boys who act like little boys

secrets

A Parselmouth

fears

To Be Alone
Her Grandfather Dying
Losing Her Snakes

weaknesses

Her snakes
Boys
Love/Hate
Being to Proud
Insomniac
Stubborn
Being to Confident.

strengths

Being a parselmouth
standing up for herself
Proud
Hating her father
A quick learner
Strong minded.
Loyalty
Confident.
cunning
individual
Caring, but in her only odd ways

hopes

to fall in love
to not push everyone way
gaining friends

boggart
Her father
patronus
Snake

amortentia
Men's Cologne
Raspberries
Cinnamon

mirror of erised
to be loved
be treated the same as everyone else

summary
Witty
Dark
Quiet
Secretive
Knowledgeable
short tempered
stubborn

overall personality

Joan‘s personality is quite hard to explain to others, and the way she acts.

Joan is one of the more interesting people that you may ever encounter in your life time. She is one of the most secretive people, one of the most stubborn girls that can be found. She sharp with her tongue and also what comes off of it, she quiet and stays to herself and doesn’t ask for help from anyone, she doesn’t trust anyone at all or at least easily. Joan has many skills on different matters, she loves potions DA, DADA, and potions and also a muggle thing called Forensic, and she hates most muggle things expect for that. She quick tempered over many things, piss her off just right you may find yourself on the floor wishing she would stop. She is very well known to challenge anyone that wishes to, she isn’t afraid to fight or fight for what she believes in or what is right by her standards.

She has the attitude of “I’m better than you, bow to me.” She also has a dark present about her that keeps people away from her for some reason, she keeps her secrets to herself she doesn’t wish them to get out like they had in Hogwarts, because of her brother, she wants to at least try and keep the fact that she is a parselmouth a secret for the time being, or at least try to. Joan is also a person who can come off at a right off bitch, or can also be one of the nicest people that you may ever meet, it just pending on her mood and how you treat her. She wishes only for respect to be given to her and it shall be returned, if not she’s a cold heart bitch to anyone, that wishing to be a bastrad or a bitch to her back, and also doesn’t wish to be treated like a freak. But any other time she’s just your normal slytherin chick, that wants respect and can be quite bipolar.

Joan is also a very quick study, she loves to learn new things, and can perform what she has just learned quite easily with a little practice pending on what subject that is it. Her favorite smells and things, and her desires play the utter most important to her at the this moment, all she ways is a family, someone to love and treat her the same as anyone else after he knew her secret, and would run from her.

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[♥][♥]I can't bite my tongue forever[♥][♥]

mother Lillian Rose Wilcox [32 yrs, Former Gryffindor]
father Michael Thomas Wilcox Sr. [33 yrs, Former Ravenclaw]
brother(s) Michael Thomas Wilcox Jr. [23 yrs. Former Ravenclaw]
sister(s) Cecilia Marie Rose Wilcox [12 yrs & second yr; gryffindor.], Alice Esme Wilcox [4 yrs]
other James Michael Wilcox [60 yrs. deceased]
family pets Arc- Barn Owl, Kien- Boa

overall history

She was born the oldest girl born to the Wilcox name. The oldest and heir to the name was her brother named after their father, Michael Thomas Wilcox Jr. A year or two later, they had when over to Michael Senior father’s house. Even though Father and son never had got along before, and probably never would. Their grandfather was a snake barer for pet stores. Joan had been playing with one of the snakes because her grandfather trusted snakes enough that they wouldn’t hurt his granddaughter or grandson. Then again Joan’s father had never liked snakes at all, they where banned from the house that they lived in. Lillian had never liked snakes at all; she would never come along two Michael to his father’s house.

Joan was two years at this point, she was sitting in front of grandfather playing with the snake she had name Mika. Her father had heard her hissing, and Joan thought she was just talking to it normally, like she would talk to her daddy or pawpaw. Michael was not a very happy; he had turned to his father and had glared at him, knowing that he was to blame for it. Joan looked at her grandfather took Mika from her. She didn’t know what she had done wrong; he father had picked her up and taken her from the house along with her brother.


It was years later, she was now eight years old, Joan had been out playing in the earlier fall, her brother had just started his third year at Hogwarts. Her brother knew what was happening to her, but she didn’t at all. When she would ask him if he knew, he would say no or come up with some lie about it. Joan had went to play in the garden she had hear hissing, the had sounded more like help me, there was a snake being chased by a ferret or some kind of creature that she didn’t know of. Joan had learned how to pick up a snake by her grandfather. She gently picked it up by its tail, and put into her hand, it slivered up her arm, and hissed it sound like thank you, Joan hissed back not really knowing of what she was doing. Joan was lucky that her father was away on business. She knew of the rule and also knew that her mommy didn’t like snakes, she didn’t want to scare her either because she was pregnant with her little sister. Joan talked to the snake for hours not really understanding what she was or what she was doing. When her mum called her in for dinner, and usually after dinner was bed, she put her new friend somewhere she knew that Fred would be safe.


A year later she was now a big sister, but now she wasn’t living with her family. Her father had fount her outside talking to her friend Fred. She had gotten into trouble, she wasn’t sure for what, but she had. Next thing she knew she had been told to pack all her things and that she would be from now on living with her grandfather. Joan had done what her father asked her, and then they left for her grandfather’s house. Joan didn’t shear a tear about leaving the house; she might have liked the thought of having a little sister, when wish became reality was she wrong. Living with her grandfather was a blessing to her for now at least.

When it was at least three months since she had started to live with her grandfather, her father had came over didn’t say a word or give a hug to his little angel. This made Joan sad, and a little mad about it, but she heard her father yelling at her grandfather, he was yelling back. Joan had heard her name so she had went to go listen from the stairs. Joan had heard something about her being a Parselmouth; she didn’t know what that was. Here she was thinking that her father was here to take her home, but now this was now her home for good. Joan heard the door slam from where she was, she guessed it was her father leaving angrily.

She had when down to ask what a Parselmouth was, he grandfather told her that it was ability to speak the language of snakes, Parseltounge. Joan now knew why her father was petrified, when her father saw her talking to Fred.

She was now eleven; she hadn’t seen her older brother in three or four years. She couldn’t remember how long it had been. Joan had already when shopping for her school things. It was the day of starting Hogwarts she had got her first snake, and owl from her grandfather for her first year of school. He had gotten her the owl, so she could have contact with him while at school, and the snake so that she would have a friendly company while on the train and at school.

She had written her grandfather to let her knew that she had made it into Slytherin. When her family line had came from Ravenclaws and Gryffindor there was the casually Huffelpuff. Then again Joan hadn’t known this until, her brother had yelled at her for being shame to the Wilcox name. Joan hadn’t understood at all, but tried to. She felt embarrassed, she hadn’t wanted to go to first day of classes, but she needed to.

Joan had keep her secret of being a parselmouth, until she made her brother pissed off more. He told everyone in the school, she lost what friends she had that where not Slytherin. All the slytherins had basically would now not let her alone with questions. She just backed away from everyone and became sort of anti-social from everyone.


Years into a school. It was the end of her fifth year she hadn’t got many owls from her grandfather that year. Joan hadn’t really worried about it, she would have all summer long to tell her grandfather about her school year. Oh her way to the house that they lived at, she opened the door and saw a hooded figure talking to her grandfather, Joan didn’t know who it was, and she had an idea of who it might have been. The hooded figure disappeared after she walked into the living room where it and her grandfather had been, it had Apparated out of there house.

Joan watched as her grandfather fall to the ground. She dropped everything that she had in hand at the very moment and rushed over, she looked for puncture wound on his next, but didn’t see or feel where the might have been. Joan felt for a pulse but didn’t feel one at all. She was now wanting to know who that hooded man had been. Joan thought it was her father, though she didn’t know. Joan called the corneas, because she didn’t know if there was a wizarding one or not. Later on after her grandfathers funeral she was disowned by her parents and was banned from seeing her brother and sisters. [More shall come]