Name: Darci Donavon<br/>Sex: Female<br/>Age: 17 (Year 4)<br/>House: Ravenclaw<br/>Wand: 10" black walnut with Phoenix Feather Core; flexable (from her own pet)<br/>Pet: Boomer the Pheonix<br/>Blood Status: Pureblood<br/>Physical Description: Darci, standing just shy of 5’7 is a striking young woman remencent of nose art on WWII bombers. Shapely and curvy in all the right places, her thick, raven curls frames a heart shaped face dominated with large, dark blue eyes under straight, elegant brows in a face that could only be called peaches and cream. Full lips curl in some secret mirth over a chin that suggest stubburness in character. A slender neck flow into a torso with firm C-cup breast before narrowing into a slender waist and flaring out into rounded hips and rear; long, well toned legs complete the image. A natural beauty with an irish lilt.<br/>Personality: Darci is a complicated mixture of devoted friend and vindictive bitch. If you’re a friend, or treat her decently, she’ll bend over backwards and do flips for you; if you’re not or cross her… well, she apparently isn’t above stealing boy-friends, girl-friends or your favorite PJ’s. She can be fun and a little loose when it comes to relationships, but she’s never going to go back on a promise. At the same time, she’s fond of pranks and isn’t above doing whatever it takes to get her way when it’s called for. The best advice she’s ever given anyone is, “Remember the Golden Rule. I’m golden and that’s the rule.”<br/>Background: Darci is the only child of  Sean and Catherine Donavon; potion brewers in a small town just outside of Dublin. While her mother comes from a long line of magical blood, her father was born to muggles and it took a little to get use to life as a wizard… particularly when Darci came along and was already causing some mischief by the age of 3. She never meant to cause those gray hairs, it just seemed to come naturally to her…<br/><br/>At the age of 3, Darci managed to get ahold of her father’s wand and while playing with it in the garden, she turned the pet cat into a purple rabbit, an ant into a very large ant and, before it could be corrected, the front door into a giant slice of pound cake. To this day, no one is sure exactly how she did it, but it was indications of times to come.<br/><br/>When Darci turned 11, and Hogwarts was still closed, her parents took it upon themselves to teach her the things that she would need to know, focusing on what they knew best, potion making and herbology… so she was a natural when she made it to the school and those became her focusesof study. She hadn’t been at the school very long before she discovered boys in a real way and started what would become a string of short, passionate and varied in taste relationships. Between her sweet smile and sincere regrets she has only had 1 such relationship end badly, and that has jaded her slightly in some ways… but she does love the boys.<br/><br/>Agility: 3<br/>Athletics: 2<br/>Awareness: 3 – Notice: 1B<br/>Cunning: 3 – Memory: 1B<br/>Deception: 3 – Bluff: 1B<br/>Endurance: 3 - Resilience: 1B<br/>Fighting: 3 – Wands: 1B<br/>Magical Expertise: 4<br/>Magical Projection: 3<br/>Marksmanship: 2<br/>Persuasion: 3 – Seduction: 1B<br/>Reflexes: 3 – Dodge: 1B<br/>Status: 2<br/>Stealth: 3- Sneak: 1B<br/>Will: 3<br/><br/>Classes<br/><br/>Major: Potions, Herbology: 4<br/>Minor: Ancient Runes, Care of Magical Creatures, Arithmancy: 3<br/>Others:History of Magic, Astronomy, Muggle Studies, Devnation: 2<br/><br/>Qualities:<br/>Keen Senses<br/>Animal Cohort (Phoenix named Boomer)<br/><br/>Drawbacks:<br/>Fear (snakes)