A/N: Not part of the story, but it's just something I came up with. It's some kind of year-book text for the girls' seventh year… You read? You like? You review?
Chali, Erika (7th year Gryffindor Seeker)
Erika Chali we remember to be one of the wiry, uncontrollable kids with messy hair and long limbs that scattered the halls when coming to Hogwarts. Now, however, she has magically changed, and appeares as a divine creature, the perfect model of a desirable woman. Her dark black hair has either smoothed naturally over the years, or she gets up at five every morning to tame it down with super-glue or some other miracle balm she definitely should lend to Potter. Your pick. However, now it truly shows, no, scratch that, flaunts, her Chinese heritage in masses of hair that seems so soft and shiny that you'd think it'd fall to the ground the next instant, like the waterfall it truly is. It never does though.
Her eyes, though slightly tilted, show none, and we mean none, of her heritage in colour. They're blue. And not just blue, but blue. Intense blue like the glittery Mediterranean Sea or the clear, crisp winter's morning.
There's also more to this girl than fantastic looks! She took over as a Gryffindor seeker after James Potter in sixth year, and has continued on his reign of success, one of the reasons that she can get away with almost anything in the eyes of McGonnagal. She's one of our most die-hard party girls, and she livens up every party.
Quote: wlah blah wlah wlaha (or so it sounds, its really just Chineese)
Evans, Lily (Head Girl)
Lily Evans is, in her seventh year, as everyone is bound to know, one of the most desirable girls at Hogwarts. Throughout her first years, we remember her as the tiny girl with the wild, frizzy, and most of all, severely orange hair. But as the years have flown by, her hair has, thankfully, darkened, and also, has it been appointed by some, lengthened, and now falls below her shoulders to her lower back, in what most of the feet-licking, grovelling boys would call sensual auburn curls.
Her eyes are passionate green, containing every green known to wizards, from spring green to pine green, from sea green to jade, though most would describe them as emerald-coloured. They're like deep wells of knowledge, sparkling with the carefreeness and bravery of youth, framed by the thickest, darkest of lashed, envied by everyone south of the northpole. Except maybe Sirius, but that is quite another story.
Her face is nicely chiselled, and keeps a tiny nose as a centrepiece. Her eyes curve high above her eyes, though most boys would rather let their mind wander to the womanly curves dropping below her neck...
But enough about her looks, wouldn't you say? There's more to this girl then what meets the eye. Like her fiery temper, of which will be one of the legends within Gryffindor House. She can bend almost anyone to her will, from our caretaker, Mr. Filch, to our groundkeeper and watcher of keys, Hagrid, from our very own Head Boy, Mr. James Potter, to Our deputy Headmistress, Minerva McGonnagal. She can bat those eyelashes charmingly and smile than innocently little smile one second, only to burst out in anger the next, radiating danger a long way. But no one seems to learn anything from that, keeping her at her peak day in and day out.
She has been one of our most priced Chasers, only letting her position go in sixth year when prefect duties and exams weighed to heavily on her. We all forget the Slytherin in her eyes, when we see the mounds of Gryffindor surrounding her face.
And, just by the way, she's supposedly the brightest student Hogwarts has seen for centuries.
Quote: Oh professor, I know! I know! Hand eagerly whipping in the air, promising to rip someone's eye out
Haberthon, Drew (7th year Gryffindor Beater)
Drew Haberthon has got the wildest of hairs. When she began at Hogwarts, she had frizzy masses of coffee-coloured hair. It hasn't changed one bit. Except for the tiny fact that when she began it barely, and very frizzily, covered her ears, it now makes its way further down her back.
Her eyes are a deep chocolate brown. Batting those eyelashes attracts boys to her like moths to candlelight.
She has also got a dark brown skincolour, and the exotic looks weems like a good deal, one is forced to think, when looking upon the enormous masses of wizards offering to carry her books. Something she's quite capable of doing herself, mind you.
She's a daring Quidditch Beater for Gryffindor, one of their most priced treasures. In her first match, she was huffed at and teased. Who ever heard of a witch, a girl, playing as beater? How could Gryffindor ever win with her on the team? Well she definitively proved them wrong, and within two hours, half of the other team players were out with Bludger-damages. Gryffindor swiped the ground with them, and Slytherin learned never to under-estimate an opponent.
Quote: Take that suckers! Maniacal laugh, along the lines of 'Mwohahahaha'
Krownwell, Lisbeth (7th year Quidditch Commentator)
Lisbeth Krownwell has had the adorable straight, crea,y blond hair throughout her entire schooling, but where it before framed childlike chubby cheeks, they now elegantly fall around a mature face, a face which keeps the must luring of smiles by the way. Her hair seems close to silvery-white in the summer, and delicately creamy, golden white in the winter. Half of the elves around in the world must envy her locks.
Her eyes are a stunning deep, deep grey framed by pale eyelashes. They stand out like a couple of elephants on the North Pole, like a tiger in your mother's closet, or a muggle at Hogwarts. Wow. They're like the lighthouses of Hogwarts, the way they attract attention.
She's also one of the most die-hard Quidditch Commentators Hogwarts had had in years. It's really a miracle she's lasted this long. But then again, she's got a special grip on Commentator-supervisor McGonnagal, being her nieces and all. Unfair really, that she should have such an advantage.
Quote: And another goal to Gryffindor! Take that you slimy, full-of-crap, lying, fouling, and cheating elephants on severely thin ice! Soon you'll be kissing my ass! Sorry auntie, last time, I promise.
Samiee, Helen (7th year Gryffindor Keeper)
Helen Samiee arrived with the smoothest of hair, falling youthfully blond from her head, envied by masses of girls, loved by every passing boy. But as years passed the soft curtains of silky hair vanished, leaving lush masses of gold, an interesting mix of corkscrew curls, wavy waves and straight, drop to the ground, vertical strands all on one head. All colour varieties which can be categorised as golden seemed to have made it's way to her head; honey, gold, yellow, bronze, even some copper can be found on sunny days.
Her eyes are huge, disturbingly huge, filled with masses of disturbingly deep blue colour, a clear sapphire blue tone. Sometimes, one just want to rip them out – and stuff them into one's own head in replacement of boring eyes of self. They're gorgeous.
So, no surprise there, the girl is a living, walking, talking fantasy of boys, and girls for that matter. We just enviously wish that she would one day trip headfirst into something greasy. But knowing her graceful, natural elegance, and born-with magic, she'd probably just summon a quidditch-hero or something, and have him catch her in the most perfect of damsel-in-distress ways.
She's also Gryffindors Quidditch Keeper, keeping all chasers away from her hardly earned hoops. She's feisty as hell, and she never backs down from a challenge.
Quote: All right, deal!
Sheen, Wiona (7th year Gryffindor Chaser)
Wiona Sheen has had smooth masses of copper hair ever since she first arrived to the School. She just never knew what to do with it in the beginning. It seems that the world doesn't consist of only one shade of copper, since there are decidedly more copper-shades than one on her head, 'cause with every new angle of sunshine, you'll find a new shade of copper in there, just on its ways down to just below her shoulders.
Her eyes are made up of sparkling ocean blue, surrounded by very pale lashes, with a hint of copper, in a face splattered with freckles.
On each side of her face, placed thoughtfully in the centre of each cheek, is the sweetest of dimples. Quite charmingly used as a source of clever comments and sweet teasing by the male part of Hogwarts society to open a way into her heart. Unknown by them, they're cleverly used by her to charm her way to any seat occupied by a male specimen.
She's also one of the Gryffindor Quidditch Chasers, with he strongest throwing arms in centuries. She'll defeat anyone with those arms.
Quote: Arm-wrestle? Why not? Sniggering evilly inside
Wind, Dani (7th year prefect)
Dani Wind has from the beginning had a head full of bouncing curls (what has she done, run headfirst into a bouncing spell, and never bothered to undo it?), several have committed to asking her if she's an Hobbit in disguise. The colour is a kind of brown bronze. It falls bouncingly to her shoulders (though sources say that when wet and curly-free, it drops further.)
Her eyes are a soft mix of nutty- and chocolate-brown, and they're beautifully huge, kind of like Bambi's, if shoved onto a highroad heavily trafficked by trailers.
An evergoing discussion always, it seems, flitting about her like a mass of insane, sugar-high butterflies, is the one concerning her height. Has she grown at all since first year? She, who was thrilled to be tallest when we arrived, is bound to live with the mockery of being the shortest when we leave. That's life, amigo!
Still, this shortest of them all, charms her way into every heart, locks the gate and tosses the key far, far away.
But apart from her gift of attracting boys, she has the gift of escaping trouble. Whether the first or the last to flee a scene of crime, she certainly won't be punished. That girl could definitively get away with murder.
Quote: Really professor? Me? Bat-bat of eyelashes