Full Name: Dorothea Eulalie Birdwhistle
Nicknames: Thea, Birdie
Birthdate: July 26th, 1879
Current Age: 10 years old
Occupation: Being a child
Reputation: 10 - Her family is in good standing within their community and are considered to be decent, kind folks.
Residence: Hogsmeade, a townhouse in Bartonburg
Hogwarts House: Unknown
Wand: Unknown
Blood Status:Halfblood
Social Class: Middle Class
Family:
Gwendoline "Gwen" Birdwhistle - mother
Barrington "Barry" Birdwhistle - father
Sophronia "Sophie" Birdwhistle - older sister
Wellington "Wells" Birdwhistle - older brother

Appearance: Dorothea is a small, slim girl. She stands at four feet and five inches, which leads to lots of complaining about cabinets being out of reach. Her face is oval shaped, with squishy cheeks and dimples that appear when she smiles. She possess a smooth complexion and brown skin. Her hair is naturally curly and is often kept in two, neat buns. She considers herself a young fashionista and is always after her parents for new clothing. They rarely indulge her, however, and she largely wears her sister's nice hand-me-downs. She is left handed.

History:
Thea's family had just settled in Hogsmeade when she was born in July of 1879. She was her parents' third child and second daughter. Her older brother - who had been furiously hoping that the newest Birdwhistle would be a boy - was terribly disappointed by her birth. Her sister, on the other hand, was beyond thrilled to have a proper playmate.

Sophie was Thea's constant companion when she was home from school. When her sister wasn't available, Thea made do with her same aged cousins and other children who lived nearby. Life was something close to idyllic. Though the Birdwhistles were far from wealthy, they were still comfortable enough that Thea wanted for very little. Her biggest ambition was eating chocolate in bed, away from her mother's prying eyes. At least, it was until her magical ability blossomed.

In 1888, she made one of her brother's favorite books disappear when he angered her by taking the last slice of her birthday cake. The book was eventually found in some unlikely cranny of the house, but by then Thea's attention was elsewhere -- on Hogwarts. She couldn't wait to go now. However, she'd have to wait until September of 1890 until that was a reality.

She's eagerly awaiting her birthday, shopping trips to Diagon Alley, and (most importantly) getting her hands on her very own wand.

Personality: Thea is a bright, happy young girl whose greatest love is exploring the world around her. She's curious and a bit too friendly with strangers at times, which gets her the occasional lecture on propriety from her mother. She's quite book smart for her age but she does lack common sense, which can make her appear ditsy. Despite occasional antics, she's a good girl.

Other: Dorothea's family has an incredibly old tortoiseshell cat called Madeline that she is very attached to.

Sample Roleplay Post:
Thea's eyes flashed with mischief as she eyed the biscuit tin her mother had accidentally left on the kitchen table. The lady of the house almost never left such treats where her youngest daughter could reach them, but she'd been distracted by an "emergency" and had rushed away before getting to tuck it back into its secret place. Said emergency was Sophie, her older sister, wailing like a banshee because her dress had to be let out slightly. She'd plumped up a little and apparently that was a bad thing. Thea didn't understand what the problem was. There was nothing wrong with being rounder or heavier as far as she was concerned. Regardless of her feelings on her sister's dramatics, the fact was it had given her an opportunity to sneak some treats in.

After glancing to her right and left, Thea crept ever closer to her promised land. She stopped for a moment at the kitchen's doorway, wary of a surprise attack from her mother. When it became clear that the woman wasn't going to make an appearance anytime soon, Thea bolted for the table. As quickly as she could, she clambered up onto one of the chairs and snatched the tin. In the next moment, she was darting out like a bandit with her prize.

Immediately, she sought out her own favorite hiding place: the darkness beneath the dining room table. The table's cloth went right to the ground and no one ever expected to find her there, so they never looked. Not yet, at least. Giggling quietly to herself, she popped open the tin, more than ready to stuff her face. That delight lasted only for a second. Her face fell into a fierce pout. The tin was filled with her mother's extra sewing things. Well. So much for that.

Life was nothing but disappointment.

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