Born to a Muggle mother and a Wizard, Shae is a fifth year at Hogwarts and taking all of her classes in with a laid-back air about her. Despite the known 'stereotypes' of her House, she's quite open about making friends in other Houses as well.
Her favored classes are Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, and Divination. While she fairs well in Charms, she seems to care less for it - and she's absolutely terrible with Potions.
She has a fond love for misunderstood creatures, often found running off to help feed Hogwarts' herd of Thestrals. She also owns a cat that her parents suspect is half-Kneazle. The small black cat watches over her by sitting on her shoulders like a parrot, her huge ears swiveling around at times. Moon, Shea's name for the cat since receiving her as a gift, will also follow her in between classes, hissing at anyone who gives Shae a funny look.
(( Omg, I’d have shaded it, but it’s 3AM and I need some sleeeeep. e_e ))
She didn’t find herself a terribly frumpy person, nor a super stylish one. But she was sure that she knew how to properly dress herself and make herself look nice. Accessories were fun, but sometimes not necessary when you knew you were about to enter Potions and your partner was likely going to blow something up. Or drop a jar of Horned Slugs. Or sneeze into the Unicorn Hair. Or blow something up. But when she had time, she was sure to wear a nice necklace or a few bracelets, couple of rings. Hell, now that she had earrings, she could look forward to buying some nice earrings in the future.
But for something like the Yule Ball, she knew she had to be careful about what she was going to wear. Date or no date, it didn’t matter, it was a night to look superbly stunning for (most) of the girls at Hogwarts. Some were fiercely competitive about it, but Shae was sure she wasn’t one of those types. She only knew what was expected and knew that she knew next to nothing about being “Superbly Stunning” in front of people.
Good thing she saved this flyer. Well, she didn’t really need to save it, but it was so well designed. She couldn’t let Filch throw ALL of them into his fireplace.
“Hey Raleigh!” She yelled when she spotted the Gryffindor walking down a hallway, moving to half-skip, half-trot up to her. “Are you still offering that whole ‘Yule Ball Styling’ thing you were sticking flyers up and around the halls for? Cause… Well I need a new dress. Outfit. Everything.”
She frowned and looked a little sheepish about asking her such a thing. “See. I have a dress. But my mum sent it, but she doesn’t read fashion magazines and she didn’t know that it looks BAD on me.”
Julius honestly thought it would’ve been a cinch, it would just go like almost any other duels, but here he was, body rigid from Shea’s spell and truth to be told, he absolutely dumbfounded.
But Julius was not one to make excuses, the Slytherin student came out on top, he didn’t, it was as simple as that. When he was beginning to feel his arms again, he sat up slowly, shook himself off with a grunt and took Shea’s hand gratefully,
“Shit, now that’s what I’m talkin’ about.” he let out a small laugh, noticing that his legs were still shaking slightly as he began dusting himself off, “Haven’t had my ass knocked down like that in a long time.”
He offered Shea a playful grin, ”Now where’d you learn to duel like that?”
“Hah, learn?” She blinked, suddenly aware again that the Gryffindor was, as she was now staring up at him. The temptation to turn and run again to keep herself from saying something she may regret was growing. But memories of when she did that were returning, imagining the bucket of dead rabbits - HOW EMBARRASSING! No, she would give him a grin and shrug, “Not sure, actually! I just didn’t want to lose and knew that if I wanted to beat you, I had to be fast. I guess my wand agreed with me, too. The spell came out faster than the words from my mouth.”
With a nod, it seemed that was all to the conversation, but those rabbits were nagging her brain with their wide, dead eyes - telling her their shame for being so shy. No, you things were eaten, so just shut up and let her go on. Clearing her throat, she straightened herself and stuck her hand out again, this time to offer him a friendly handshake, “By the way, sorry for running off that last time we talked. I was in a bit of a hurry. My name’s Shae McFarlane!”
Sure they knew one another’s names and he had a little more notoriety than she ever would. Who needed lots of people knowing about her when she just needed the important people to know her? Nope! This was good enough. When their handshake would end, she pushed the waist of her cloak back with a small flourish only so she could put her hands at her hips, “While on the subject of duels! What’s your secret anyway? Just an uncanny talent from someone who seems naturally-born to be a spirited fighter?”
That could probably be taken as a jest from anyone else from Slytherin, she realized, more than likely something said out of spite from that Heath fellow. She kept her warm smile, though, knowing full well that she meant what she said and didn’t think she could make fun of this fellow even if she tried.
Waiting her answer, she seemed to think of the weirdest things, and began to think of what her cat would think of this guy…
Shea smiled as she made her way with her Schoolmates through the entrance to Hogsmeade, hugging her bag close to her. Her father had recently sent her a package, an early Christmas gift, that included a bit of money for her to “buy something she liked, since your taste changes so much, I’m not about to offend you with something silly.”
Well that was nice enough of her father, she needed a few new things to wear, especially with the winter months getting so much worse. Her own good friends thought she was crazy to go to Hogsmeade in the outfit she’d chosen, almost certain she would catch a cold, but if she was going to go buy a few new warm things, “Why not wear them out?” Seemed like simple enough logic. Plus, she had a frighteningly high tolerance for the cold.
Really it was only the fall season, leaves had changed color and begun falling to the ground, but even a few snowflakes had fallen by this time to leave a thin blanket across the ground. Her breath was visible as she huffed and separated herself from the gang of Hogwarts students to visit Gladrags Wizardwear. It was the only clothing shop in town (that didn’t include the sportswear at Spintwitches) but surely there’d be something within that held promise.
However, when she grew closer, she’d noticed an interesting sign within the window of the shop’s door. “Out to Lunch! Will Return Soon” Her mouth dropped slightly and a small groan escaped. How soon would soon be?!
Year at Hogwarts: Fifth Year House: Slytherin Wand: Dogwood, 12 1/4 in., Unicorn Core, Slightly Springy Patronus: Sugar Glider Pet: Black Cat (suspected Half-Kneazle) named Moon.
Favorite Classes: Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, Divination Least Favored Class: Potions
Personality: Shae is a laid-back, fairly open young-woman, sometimes seen as borderline lazy. However, when she has something she knows she needs to get done, she works quite efficiently and not giving herself any leeway to be distracted (because once she is, she’s totally gone for hours.) She has a love for creatures that seem undesirable or scary to others just as much as the cute and fluffy ones. Reading and sitting in a sunny area are some of her favorite things to do when she has time, as well as making doodles in her notes and going off to help Hagrid feed the school’s herd of Thestrals. Some have asked her who she saw die to make her able to see them, but there’s never a straight answer from her - sometimes she just uncomfortably dismisses the subject entirely.