Written 2002, © Erica 2005

Profile for Hogwart's- A HP RP by Thalia Devlin (RPG is now dead)

E-mail: [email protected]
Name: Valencia Isabel Cortez DeSantos (I break for pink prefect badges)
Meaning: Power/Consecrated to God/Court/Of the Saints
Nicknames: Val, Bell, Izy (if you're really close), Spanish Wench, Black Widow
Age: 17 (b-day Feb 1)
Gender: Female
Wand: Laurel, Dragon heart-string, 10 1/4 inches. Supple and whippy. Excellent for powerful spells.
House: Slytherin
Year: 7th

Health

Eyesight: 20/20
Hearing: Average
Left/Right/Ambi: Left
Disabilities/Handicaps: None
Physical Health: Valencia isn't all that strong. She bruises easily and she recovers from injuries slowly. B/c of this, she doesn't like Quidditch.

Psychology

IQ: Above average
Extrovert/Introvert: Extrovert
Phobias/Fears: Her father, being hurt by others, rhabdophobia (fear of being beaten)
Mental Health: Sane, other than her obsession with crushing men

Personality

Goals/Dreams: Crush every man she can, live next to the ocean, become an auror (she's never told anyone the last one) / her father leaving her and her mother alone
Quirks/Habits: Rude, cynical and sarcastic, Valencia tends to look down on those whom she deems unworthy of her time. Excessively stubborn, Valencia is a very defiant to authority figures, to the point of insubordination. She's extremely determined and ambitious and doesn't let anything get in her way. She has a very twisted and sick sense of humor, and a violent temper. She doesn't stand for people insulting her, her friends, or her beliefs. When she's really mad, she falls into her native Castilian, and that is often followed by a curse. But because of her temper and sharp tongue, few have taken the time to become her friend. Yet beneath her cynical exterior, Valencia is actually a very insecure girl. With her friends she is fun-loving and mischievous, and her pranks are quite creative and cunning. Once a person takes the time to get to know her, they realize what a sweet girl she is, for Valencia a loyal and trustworthy friend.
Hobbies/Interests: Crushing men's hearts, dueling, writing (very morbid stuff), collecting stuffed rabbits
Likes: Her privacy, reading, listening to music, the occasional prank, being near water, cursing little snots, Potions
Dislikes: Men, Quidditch, Divination, magpies (chatty people), liars, conceited gits, self-infatuated prats, goodie-goodies, Gryffindors
First Impression: Mistrusting, but sweet and innocent
Philosophy of Life: "Men are demon spawn" along with "Heav'n hath no rage like love to hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd." - William Congreve and "Whatever women do they must do it twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily this is not difficult." -Charlotte Whitton
Phrases they use often: "I hate you" "You git" "You're such a nancy boy" "Sod off" "Don't touch me!" "El que da primero, da dos veces." -- He who strikes first strikes twice. "Haz bien y no mires a quien." -- Do right and do not look at others. (Mind your own business.) "Le patina el coco." -- His coconut (head) slips. (He has a screw loose.)

Family

Parents: Alejandro Enrico Cortez Garcia and Elisa Pilar DeSanto Fernandez
Sibling(s): none
Children: none
Pet(s): Spotted owl- Niña
Family History: Alejandro was born to Eldora Fidelia Garcia Martinez and Renaldo Luis Cortez Aragon in Barcelona, Spain. Alejandro was the second child. His sister Ximena was one when he was born. Though they were only a year apart, the two never got along well. Alejandro bullied his older sister, somehow, and she resented him for it. Both Eldora and Renaldo were supporters of the Dark Arts. Ximena detested the Dark Arts and vowed never to follow in their footsteps. Eldora and Renaldo were disappointed in Ximena's decision and began pressuring her. When she was sixteen, Ximena finally packed her bags and transferred to another Spanish magic school and moved in with one of her friends. She has never returned home. Eldora and Renaldo disowned Ximena, and after graduating, Ximena moved to England and changed her name. Alejandro on the other hand, delved into the Dark Arts. He studied in secret at school, for the dark arts were quite detested at his school. And shortly after graduating, Alejandro joined the Death Eaters.
Elisa was born to Adoncia Dolores Fernandez Covas and Salvador Gaspar DeSanto Castile in Seville, Spain. She was the youngest of seven children. Elisa was well loved by all her siblings, her older brothers watching out for her as children, and her sisters including her in their gossip. Elisa was very close to her father, a genuine daddy's girl, but got along well with her mother too. They never developed the special bond Eilsa had with her father, but they understood each other. During the Muggle Civil War (Spanish) there had also been a magical one going on too. Salvador was an auror and during that time had fought against the dark wizards trying to take over the wizarding community of Spain. Unlike in the muggle world, the uprising was stopped and normalcy continued.
Alejandro and Elisa met when they began attending school. Both were students at Dorado Academio de Enchanto in Spain. Dorado was located in Southern Aragon. The school was an old alcazar nestled between two small mountain ranges. Very very selective, Dorado was excessively difficult to get into and all the students at Dorada were either a catera [wallet] or a cerebro(a) {brain]. Alejandro was a catera. Elisa was also a catera, but she was a cerebra as well. Though they weren't placed in the same house, a strange friendship sprung up between the two and the friendship turned to love in their last year. Sadly, Elisa's family was killed by dark wizards that year also. This crushed Elisa, and after graduating, she left Spain, promising Alejandro she would return when she felt whole again.
Four years later Elisa returned. She and Alejandro were married shortly after. They bought a home in Madrid and settled down to raise a family. During the four years, Alejandro had created a name for himself in the Spanish Ministry of Magic, working in International Relations. Elisa joined the department, and the couple soon became diplomats. Valencia was born shortly before them went to their first assignment together. But Alejandro kept his life as a Death Eater a secret from Elisa. He knew she hated the dark arts because of what happened to her family, but for some reason he loved her. But Elisa was hiding something from Alejandro. During the four years she had been away, she had attended the aurors’ academy in Great Britain, and had spent the rest of the time chasing dark wizards in England. It was when she felt she was ready to track the dark wizards that had killed her parents that she returned to Spain. Elisa began gathering information and started looking for her family's killers. To her utter horror, she discovered that her family had been killed by Alejandro's parents. Not wanting him to know she knew, she destroyed the files.
Elisa sensed that something was wrong, when she started waking up in the middle of the night to find Alejandro gone. But she had no idea Alejandro was a death eater until one day, when Valencia was one, she found a small patch of blood on one of his robes. Thinking he had probably just cut himself, she was about to clean it when she got a very bad feeling, auror instinct. Taking a small sample, she sent it to the aurors to have it tested. It matched with one of the aurors that had recently been mysteriously killed. Elisa tried to pretend she didn't know, but Alejandro could tell she knew, everything. The years he had spent in the dark, had slowly transformed his love for Elisa into a withering hatred. He had reasoned that he stayed with her because he now had a daughter he could train in the dark arts, and Elisa was necessary in raising the girl. But knowing she would turn him in, Alejandro took drastic measures. Taking a bit of Elisa's hair while she slept, he fashioned a Traehefil Charm. It was in the same class as the Epicyclical Charm, but since Alejandro had been in a bit of a hurry and hadn't had an Orb of Thessala on hand, he had had to do with the next best thing. While the Epicyclical Charm killed instantly when crushed, the Traehefil Charm simply crushes the person's heart, not as clean nor as quick. At that point, Alejandro and Elisa's already souring marriage plummeted. She knew that if she tried to leave, Alejandro would kill her, and Valencia would be trained in the Dark Arts. Elisa couldn't have that happen. She tried to keep a pleasant front up for her daughter, but Valencia eventually saw what a terrible man her father was.

Background

Occupation: Student
Affiliations: Mother, Aunt Ximena, Hogwarts
Education: Studied under various tutors from 5-11. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry 11-17.
Home: Her aunt's house in London, England
Finance: Well-off. Her parents are both from old wizarding families
Personal History: Valencia was born to Alejandro Enrico Cortez Garcia and Elisa Pilar DeSanto Fernandezz in Mardid, Spain. Since the DeSantos and Cortezes are old wizarding families of Spain and Valencia is an only child, she's used to getting what she wants and is quite accustomed to luxuries. Valencia is very close to her mother, and loves her dearly, but isn't as close to her father. Valencia's love for collecting stuffed rabbits began when she was a child. Her pet rabbit died and her mother suggested she collect fake ones so she'd always have them. (Little did Valencia know her father had killed the rabbit.) Both Valencia's parents work in the Spanish Ministry of Magic as diplomats, so Valencia and her parents moved around a lot. Valencia has lived in France, Germany, Australia, Japan, the States, Chile, Denmark, Italy and Egypt. Beginning at the age of five, Valencia began having various tutors, since her parents couldn't enroll her in a school full time because of the moves and they wanted to keep her close. Valencia enjoyed her studies and soaked up information like a sponge. Because they were in England when Valencia was 11, she was accepted to Hogwarts. During Valencia's second year, her parents were transferred to Zimbabwe, and instead of making their daughter switch schools, Alejandro and Elisa decided to leave her in England. Valencia spends the summer breaks with her father's sister, Ximena Verdez, in London. Valencia's parents keep in touch with her, and send her lots of gifts for Christmas and her birthday. Occasionally, they even visit. At the moment, Alejandro and Elisa are stationed in the Philippines. Valencia doesn't really mind her parents being so far away, for she keeps herself amused at school. She doesn't put in any more effort than is necessary into her school work, with the exception of Potions. In general, as long as she's passing, she's happy. She'll often put off assignments and project until the last possible moment, preferring to do... something else. But just because her grades may be average, doesn't mean she's of average intelligence. Often the books she reads are spell books, particularly old ones. And Valencia has a mean hand at Potions, and it's her best class by far. Divination is her least favorite class. It's not that she can't figure it out, because she can figure it out just fine; it's just that the professor is a nutter. Living with her aunt has had some influence on her, to the point of Valencia deciding to become an auror. Ximena became an auror after she moved there. Little does she know her sister-in-law is also one, for they never ran into each other. Ximena has never told Alejandro of her profession and has asked Valencia to not tell her father. Valencia gladly agreed, delighted to be hiding something from her father.
Few people know that Alejandro was abusive to Elisa and Valencia during her childhood. He was a workaholic and the stress turned it into alcoholism. (At least, that's what Elisa told her daughter. Valencia has no idea that her father is a death eater or that her mother was an auror. In truth it was the stress of having Elisa defy him that drove Alejandro to drink. He would try to get tutors for Valencia that would teach her some dark arts, but Elisa would not have it. She knew her husband needed her alive to raise Valencia, since already the daughter and mother had bonded strongly. Valencia never listened to her father, but always obeyed her mother's requests.) Alejandro would often came home several hours late from work, after a long stop at the bar for several rounds. No matter how hard Elisa tried, she couldn't seem to have everything right when her husband finally got home, and he would take it out on Elisa and Valencia. Elisa would try to protect her daughter, but that only made Alejandro beat her harder. This has caused a very deep-seated mistrust of others in Valencia and a hatred for men. This is also what has caused her to be insubordinate and cynical. These two results put together cause her to act the way she does; nice and aloof. Valenica fears her father still beats her mother, yet is glad she's safe in England. She both looks forward to and dreads her parents visits, for she loves her mother dearly, but fears her father will hurt her.

Appearance

Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 50 kg (110 lbs)
Eyes: Valencia's big eyes alluring and seductive, though she doesn't always mean for them to be. Framed by long lashes, they are a deep hazel. They are haughty, yet mischievous. But when she's angry, they turn a bright green and have a cold glare that would freeze fire.
Hair: Her long, chestnut brown has golden highlights, and falls in loose curls to the middle of her back
Face & Complexion: Heart-shaped face with a golden tan complexion
Build: Lithe and a bit curvy, a real Spanish beauty
Defining Marks: A scar at the base of the back of her neck where she struck herself when she fell into a table corner during one of her beatings
Dress Style: A stylish dresser, Valencia is always up on the latest fashions. When not in her school uniform, Valencia likes skirts and peasant blouses, and she favors green, as it brings out the green in her hazel eyes. Though when she has to get dressed up, Valencia prefers short dresses, that flatter her form and show her slender legs.
Possessions always on this person: Wand, a gold locket with a picture of her mother inside
Manner of Speech: She doesn't mince her words, but other than that, smooth and silky
Manner of Movement: Valencia moves a little like a cat at night, prowlish yet graceful
Other: Valencia has a habit of wearing long sleeved shirts, from when she used to have to hide the bruises her father gave her

Romantic

Marital Status: Single
Sexual Preference: Hetero
Turn ons: She doesn't think she has any since she hates men (but they're really loyalty, honesty, intelligence, humor and gentleness)
Turn offs: Stupid prats, nosy gits, self-infatuation, rudeness
Past Relationship: Too many to speak off. But they all ended the same, with the guy getting his heart stomped on

Favorites (What Is Their Favorite... )

Animal: Tiger
Book: Sabriel by Garth Nix
Color: Green
Drink: Sangría
Food: Paella
Flower: Jasmine
Music: Classical
Scent: Her mother's perfume
Thing To Do: Read

Least Favorite (What Is Their Least Favorite...)

Animal: Butterfly
Book: Gulliver's Travel's by Jonathan Swift
Color: Brown, pink
Drink: Mai Tai (it's what her father likes to drink)
Food: Yorkshire pudding
Music: Rock w/ angry lyrics
Scent: Blood
Thing To Do: Spend time w/ her father

Additional Comments: Valencia is a Seer. Sometimes her visions are small ones, sometimes they're really long. If the vision is very long or very detailed, Val can pass out for hours, even days if it's both long and detailed. While she doesn't really have any control over what she sees, Valencia's learned how to semi-tune the visions when she receives them so she can get the most information out of them.

Reply to the following:

Walking briskly along the tall, green walls, Natalya suddenly found herself to be in the middle of what appeared to be a hedge maze.
Slowly walking around the hedge barrier of the centre, her hands trailed along the greenery, the tiny leaves bumping her flesh. She wasn't really sure how or why she had walked in this direction and ended up here, but she instinctively knew that something quite serious had happened here.
Had she been involved in whatever it was?
The air crisp and cool on her face, she backed away from the walls and stood in the centre of the open space.
The moonlight played upon her skin, lending her an almost ethereal quality.
Briefly her eyes trailed down to her palms. Staring curiously at a long, gashed scar on one of them, she tried to recall how that had happened. . .
Natalya cautiously shifted her hand in the moonlight, studying the way the light played upon the fine sheen of mist on her hand, almost dancing across the scarred flesh. Leaning down, the wind blowing cold across her bare neck, she shivered as she further inspected the mark.
Almost holding her breath, with her free hand she tentatively ran her finger down it and immediately withdrew it as if the digit had been shocked. Flexing the offending hand, her eyes widened as she regarded the mark. It became apparent to her that no accident gave her that wound; it contained magic of some sort, that much she knew.
Letting out a sharp exhale of annoyed breath, Natalya flung her hands away and regarded the moon once again. Try as she might, she just could not remember. She couldn't remember about the scar, she couldn't remember much of anything until a few weeks ago. Yes, she knew most of the people in her house and classes who called her by her name, but other than a brief recognition and a somewhat shoddy mental profile of them, she could not recall interactions or histories. It was rather maddening.
The only thing she could recall was the fact that she would have to soon prove her allegiance to the Dark Lord once again. There was a man, a man who worked in a Muggle division of the Ministry of Magic, that she would have to take care of. For some reason this bothered her, but she could not put her finger on it...

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Valencia wandered slowly through the hedge maze, a self-satisfied smile playing across her lips. Pulling a small black book from a pocket in her robes, she flipped to a page and tapped it with her wand. The picture on the page was crossed out with a red "X", and the word "Finished" appeared beneath the picture, stamped across some stats. As she turned another corner, she tucked her wand back into her robes, Valencia's grin broadening. And one more man bit the dust. She wasn't called the Black Widow for nothing. Not noticing she had made it to the center of the maze, Valencia turned to the next page to look at her next "target." Ah, this would be fun...
At that moment, Valencia stumbled over a stone. Falling forward, she lost her grip on her "Man Book." It skittered across the ground and came to rest at Natalya's feet. Clambering back to her feet, Valencia quickly walked over to grab her book.
"Eh, sorry 'bout that Nat."
As she reached down to pick up the book, her heart sank like a rock as she realized it was still on the page of her next "victim." Snatching it up quickly, she tucked it into her robes, hoping to the powers-that-be Natalya hadn't seen the picture of Draco staring up at her.