Name: Mafalda Prewett-Nott
Nickname:
Gender: Female
Birthdate: September 1
Orientation: Straight
House: Slytherin
Occupation: Housewife & Mother
Grade: N/A
Age: 39
Species: Human
Blood Status: Halfblood
Ability: Occlumency
Relationship: Married to Theodore Nott
Patronus: Lynx
Wand: Veela hair core, hornbeam, 8 1/4 inches
Pet:




Love it?
+Shopping
+My children, especially my daughter
+Time with my husband
+Seeing ones I dislike and hate struggle
+Fashion
+Having the ability to do magic

Hate it?
-Having any relation to the Weasleys
-Do-gooders who act as if they're perfect since they want to do good in the world
-Having to do extra work
-My parents
-Any food that has a strong odor
-Gryffindors

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+My husband
+My children
+My intelligence
-My husband
-My children
-Myself

Fears?!

• Losing my children
  
• Losing my husband
  
• Not succeeding with my endeavors

Full Personality:

Some people may say I'm vain and self-centered, but I just know that I'm better than them. I call it having confidence. I can be nosy, just because I do love a good gossip. I've learned to care for others besides myself over the years, largely in part to the fact that I have children now. As a matter of fact, my children and my husband are the only ones that I truly care about besides myself. I don't make friends easily, but I think that's because the majority feel as if they can not compare to me.

Celebrity Play-By: Izabella Miko
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Fair
Hair: Blonde
Scars/Marking: None
Build: Slender



Mother: Laura Prewett
Father: Periwinkle Prewett
Siblings: None
Spouse: Theodore Nott
Children: Three sons and a daughter
Other: Nothing of note, but thanks to my father's side of the family, I am related to the dreadful Weasleys. Molly Weasley is my father's second cousin. Thankfully, I'm not that closely related to them.
History:

My history is dreadful, only because my father is a Squib and my mother a Muggle. I'm the only child because when my father realized I was a witch, it made him fear all of his children would be magical. He didn't really have any abilities himself, so it was a large shock to him when I was born with them. My parents weren't the greatest parents, since I had to pretty much demand everything before they took notice. If I needed new clothes because my clothes were going out of fashion, I had to demand it. If dinner wasn't made to my liking, I had to demand something else. It was quite the most inconvenient.

I was sent to my father's second cousin's house to learn more of the wizard world before I started Hogwarts.The Weasleys were dreadful too. Now I know why my father was such a dreadful man. He definitely was quite like them but worse. It was as if the world decided to make him the most dreadful of anyone of my bloodline, but the Weasleys, especially Molly Weasley, was a close second.

Anyway, I finally was able to attend Hogwarts and I gratefully sorted into Slytherin. Finally, the Sorting Hat got something right with me! I did excel in my studies, as I have always been very smart, no thanks to my parents though. I enjoyed my time at Hogwarts for many reasons, but one reason in particular, I was making Hermione Granger feel as if she needed to keep working harder because my marks were either topping hers for a moment or very close to topping hers. I knew it drove her mad at times. She was three years ahead of me, so that could be why.

My husband was also three years ahead of me: Theodore Nott. We knew of each other, of course, because we were both in Slytherin, but it wasn't until after the Dark Lord's fall and destruction of the Death Eaters, that things changed. Not much longer after that did Theodore and I become a couple. If I do say so myself, I think we make a rather fetching couple. I would do anything for my husband. Even after we had 4 beautiful children, we still love each other just as we have all these years.

RP Sample:

Logan got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist after he dried his hair. He wiped the foggy mirror with his hand and quickly ran a brush through his short hair. He wasn't too worried about styling it, since he was just going to mess it up anyway after he pulled a shirt over his head.

Instead, he walked out of the bathroom and over to the little dresser where he put what little clothes he could stuff in his saddle bags, an extra pair of pants and a couple of shirts plus some socks. He pulled the towel off of him and dropped it on the floor, not even caring if Angel, who was still asleep in his bed, woke up and saw him in the buff.

Username: mafalda
Cbox/What we will call you by: Cindie
How long have you RP'd: A very long time
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