xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Inquisitive Tempy likes to know everything she can, which leads to lots of questions. She digs down to get the sheer facts and is often seen as nosy by some. xxxxx⇾Empathic She is great and picking up on other peoples' emotions and understanding what is bothering them. One thing she excels at is making others feel heard. xxxxx⇾Creative Temperance has a lot of big emotions and she expresses them through her words. She enjoys writing as a means of conveying her feelings and writes short stories, poems, and mock newspaper articles. xxxxx⇾Protective Deeply committed to her friends and family, Tempy will do just about anything to look after people close to her. It does lead to her trying to care for others, specifically her father. xxxxx⇾Energetic Full of energy and life, she is seen as a rather bright beacon of light. Sometimes she is overly active, but sometimes it just manifests as a bright smile on her face. xxxxx⇾Bratty Sometimes Tempy can be a little bit of a nuisance when she doesn't get her way. Between her father and her grandparents spoiling her, Temperance does have an expectation of having it her way.
xxx𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾ Become a journalist xxxxx⇾ Have a mom
xxx𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾ Thunder xxxxx⇾ Clowns
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xxx𝒞𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx xxxTemperance is the only child of Quentin Summers and Serafina Thorne. She was born in the Thorne household, but her mother and grandparents abandoned her on her father's doorstep. Her mother's family moved out of the country, removing her from Hogwarts in the process. Her father named her Temperance Fantasia and she was raised by her grandparents until her father graduated from Hogwarts. Tempy was a active child and loved to play with the neighborhood children. Her dad told her all about the magical world and she was excited to go to Hogwarts. On her eleventh birthday, they waited for her letter to arrive in anticipation, but the letter never came. Her dad went to the Ministry to find out why and had to tell her that it would never come. Temperance cried for several days after learning that. xxx𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxShe had been going to a Muggle school before expecting to go to Hogwarts and the family decided to keep her in the school after she learned that she would not be going to Hogwarts. Temperance tried to focus, but her sadness over not being magical made her retract from her learning. It got to the point where she was beginning to fail her classes. At her grandmother's urging, her father pulled her from school and she began to be home schooled by her grandmother. Her grades did improve from there. When her father got separated from his company, then moved to Diagon Alley where her dad would continue her education. The first residents of Diagon Alley that she met were Sebastian and Kinzlie Moon, who worked at, and lived above, Blood Moon.
Over the summer, her father insisted that she go out on the Alley and try to make friends her age. That really resulted in few successes, but she did meet Archie Reed when they accidentally collided. It sparked up a friendship that continued on into the return to school. They sent letters to each other practically every day. Over winter break, Archie visited the shop to invite her to a dance at the school that turned into the start of them dating. Tempy was very excited to go to the dance with Archie and talked about it constantly. On the date of the dance, she got all dressed up and met Governess Heulwen, who brought her to the castle. She got to see some of the castle and dance with Archie and everything was simply so amazing. xxx𝒜𝒹𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx
xxxℛ𝒆𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹𝓼xxx
xxxLᴏᴠᴇᴅ Oɴᴇ:Archie Reed xxxBᴇsᴛ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅ:Sebastian Moon xxxFʀɪᴇɴᴅs:Kinzlie Moon, Alice McNamara, Genevieve O'Kerry, Milan Wellbelove, Bieito Wellbelove, Linsey Grey-Antonov xxxEɴᴇᴍɪᴇs: xxxFᴀᴍɪʟʏ:
xxxxx⇴Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Quentin Summers and Serafina Thorne xxxxx⇴Sɪʙʟɪɴɢs: xxxxx⇴Gʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs: Alton and Dianna Summers (Paternal); Xenoxes and Flandria Thorne (Maternal) xxxxx⇴Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ: xxxxx⇴Oᴛʜᴇʀ:
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