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Birthdate: February 17, 1883
Current Age: 9 Years
Gender: Female
Occupation: Child
Reputation: 7 or 8
Her mother’s the notable disowned Black sister who married a muggle.Residence: Irvingly
Hogwarts House: Unknown
Wand: None yet
Blood Status: Half-blood
Social Class: Middle
Family:
Robert Hitchens, father (b. 1850)Appearance:
Iola Hitchens, mother (b. 1857)
— “Matthias” Hitchens, brother (b. 1886)
Maternally, Miriam is biologically related to the Black family and other pureblood families, but she is unacknowledged in their circles, and these families are rarely mentioned in the Hitchens household.
General | A dark haired slip of a girl, Miriam Hitchens stands four feet, eight inches tall in her youth. With crystalline blue eyes, she’s the spitting image of her mother when she was young. She is right-handed.History:
Expressions | Largely, Miriam is unreserved with her expressions, whether joyful or sorrowful. Not that the young lady has had any real reason to feel sorrow, aside from the knowledge of what her mother went through just for her to exist.
Deportment | A rather rambunctious child, though her nanny and governess alike have tried to break her of it. Miriam loves to skip, and very much enjoys being an affectionate person.
Fashion | Miriam dresses in appropriate muggle children’s fashions of the day. She hasn’t decided her favorite color, but enjoys dressing in bright colors.
Accessories | Presently, the majority of her accessories take the form of hats and embroidered stockings. When allowed to play dress-up, however, she enjoys playing with her mother’s jewelry.
Scent | Daisies. She loves them, collects them, and wears them in her hair.
Face Claim | Celine Fedorova
Personality:
Feb. 1883 Born the first child of the Hitchens family, the infant is soon named Miriam Elladora. 1886 A boy is born. Miriam, aged three, does not care particularly for the infant. 1887 — 1891 Miriam and her brother grow under the watchful eye of their nanny. Miriam herself begins learning the feminine arts around 1889, with a special focus on needlepoint and piano, which she thrives in. She also begins learning mathematics, writing, and the basics of magical history. At some point, Miriam’s mother sits her down and tells her own story, arguably the saddest Miriam has ever heard in her young life. 1892 Nine years old now, Miriam is ready for whatever comes her way.
TRUSTING | GENTLE-HEARTED
Other:
Sample Roleplay Post:
“Sit up straight, girl,” the governess reprimanded again, snapping her fingers at Miriam, who straightened as if a string had been pulled. Even though she hated it. She would much rather be outside, or playing with her little brother, than trapped here inside, figuring out needlework. Miriam hated needlework with a burning passion. The push and pull of needle and thread was monotonous and boring and she hated it.
But she would be a polite, proper, perfect young lady someday, or so her parents insisted. She would do what her mother had been supposed to do, and she had no say in the matter. But for now, she was a girl, and girls learned needlework and piano and singing and dancing on top of the basic reading, writing, and arithmetic.
“Why must I embroider flowers onto scraps?” she asked. “If they are scraps, they are destined for nothing. Why do I make them pretty?”
“Because I said so,” the governess replied.
“Can I not read, ma’am?”
“It is not time for reading, Miriam, it is time for embroidery. You may read in an hour’s time.”
Miriam stabbed her needle into the fabric with excessive pressure this time, wishing she could be doing just about anything else. Reading. Playing with her little brother. Even practicing piano. Yes, she was good at needlepoint, but sometimes it was just frustrating and made no real sense. Especially when the governess insisted upon embroidering scrap fabric. She was good enough, wasn’t she, that she could embroider kerchiefs and stockings?
Age: 28