xxxSᴄʜᴏᴏʟ:Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry xxxHᴏᴜsᴇ:Hufflepuff xxxYᴇᴀʀ/Class Of:Fourth/2072 xxxCᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Eᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴍᴇɴᴛ:Student xxxDʀᴇᴀᴍ Jᴏʙ:Magizoologist
xxxCʟᴜʙs ᴀɴᴅ Sᴘᴏʀᴛs: xxxxx⇾ Art Club xxxxx⇾ Astronomy Club xxxxx⇾ Creature Appreciation Club xxxxx⇾ Daily Dragon xxxxx⇾ Herbology Club
xxxAᴄᴄᴏʟᴀᴅᴇs: xxxxx⇾ xxxxx⇾ xxxxx⇾
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Distractable It's not hard to derail Tegen's trail of thought once it leaves the stations. Some say she has trouble focusing, but she's not really sure about that. xxxxx⇾Silly Not just quick with a joke, sometimes it's a goofy face or a weird sound. Tee is just good at defusing tense situations with some nonsense. xxxxx⇾Active Running, jumping, rolling down hills, she's doing whatever she needs to to burn off the excess energy. Her engine is constantly going and she can't sit still. xxxxx⇾Inquisitive Everything is an adventure to her and she loves to examine every square inch of whatever currently has her fancy. xxxxx⇾Careless Nothing seems to bother her much. Even the most stressful situations seem to run off her back, xxxxx⇾Dreamer Tegen is routinely told she has her head up in the clouds and that's just the way she likes it. She enjoys being laid back.
xxx𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾ Go to space xxxxx⇾ Lots of friends
xxx𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾ Deep water xxxxx⇾ Bees
xxxℬ𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂xxx
xxx𝒞𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx xxxTegen is the second child of Geraint and Elowen Penrose, born at home in their house in Lamorna, Cornwall. She has an older sister named Morwenna, who was three when she was born. Much like her sister, Tegen was a very active baby and was quick to pick up on normal baby milestones. She loved to be outside playing with the farm animals and would often come home covered in mud. When Tegen was four and her sister seven, they received a baby brother named Arthur. Tegen was very sad when her big sister went off to Hogwarts, but was happy that she got to see her around the holidays and over the summer. On her tenth birthday, Tegen had her magical show when she accidentally healed a goat's broken leg. So she's expectantly waiting for her Hogwarts letter. xxx𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxOn the train platform, she met and befriended Bryn Heulwen and Wendel Abrams, as well as their older siblings Meallan Heulwen and Rosa Abrams. The older siblings were friends with her sister Wenn. Bryn and OneN (as she nicknamed him) became fast friends and spent the entire train ride together. At Hogwarts, Tee was sorted into Hufflepuff. OneN dragged her to the Art Club and she discovered she had a talent for art. Near the end of the school year, Tee attended the Flower Dance with her friends and sister, getting to dance with both Bryn and OneN.
xxxTegen's second year was spent mostly with her friends. She attended every one of Wendel's games even if he didn't get to play, just to be there for support. She also had a lot of fun in art club. For the winter festival, she attended with OneN and Bryn, keeping a wary eye out for Rian, even though he'd seemed to lose interest with picking on Bryn. xxx𝒜𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx
xxxxx⇴Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Geraint and Elowen Penrose xxxxx⇴Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: Morwenna and Arthur Penrose xxxxx⇴Gʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Mawgen and Tamsyn Penrose (Paternal); Jory and Kerenza Tretheway xxxxx⇴Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ: xxxxx⇴Oᴛʜᴇʀ:
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