Dear Granny Wilborough,
Dad suggested I join your business, after having no luck job hunting. So after a little research, I decided to send in my application, I hope it's up to scratch. But I understand if you don't want family ties in your business, or if I'm not up to your standards!
Name: Emily Wilborough
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Specialty: Fighting - but that's only because all my spells sort of backfire unless they're ones I've practiced a lot, with all that raw energy behind them.
Personality: I'm overall a kind person, who likes people and working in a team. I can get a little clueless and ditzy at times, but that's only because I get a little distracted - but you know that from when we were baking when I was little and I forgot about the Lemon Meringue pie in the grill and it caught on fire. And we both know that I panic easily - from the aftermath of said fire. I vaguely recall a failed water spell flooding the entire kitchen! I'm hoping working in a proper job which actually requires me to use magic will help me calm down and have a better hold of all this inherited power.
Even if it doesn't do this - I imagine it's going to be a whole lot better than the temp-jobs I got working freelance around offices and doing various, very boring internships and apprenticeships with no results. It seems like wherever I go, no one will hire me. Maybe you can give me a shot? I promise I'm not as disappointing as I'm letting on!
Biography: Well, you've been around for most of my life - but here goes. My parents thought me a massive handful thanks to the strong, potent family strain of magic on my father's side, added to the magic inherited from my mother, as well. They soon found out that if I had any strong reaction toward things, I would express it. Very clearly. I remember my mother telling me of a time she tried to feed me some baby food that I didn't like - so I promptly froze it so it was solid and I didn't have to eat it, just by wailing and kicking my little baby legs.
As I grew up, my father helped me control the potent magic, as you had taught him. By first attempting to control your emotions, then by learning about controlling magic itself. It was long, and took a lot of practice, and without anyone expecting it, I'd grown scared of what I could do. Which perhaps had undone all the work my father had spent trying to control it, as I'd become antsy and easily frightened. My father settled for this as progress and sent me on my way to Hogwarts, as scares were rare and in between the times where I actually had some form of control.
In my first few years, I'd quickly made a selection of close friends in Hufflepuff. Then as I broke out my shell a little, I'd come to at least become acquainted with everyone in my year. As the years went on, I'd reached out to other houses too and had soon made myself a large network of friends, which really helped keep things in control and I rarely had any magical incidents. My grades suffered slightly from this magical potency, as although I was fully capable of performing the required spells, I would either let go and it would backfire, or would be too reserved and the spells would come out weak. But overall I was an average student with decent grades upon graduation.
After graduation, and the loss of a lot of my friends as we either moved away from each other or fell out of contact, my panic induced spells occurred more frequently, so Mum suggested I get a quiet office job. It seemed like a good idea, monotonous work with no surprises to keep my magic in check. However as I took various job positions and internships in all sorts of boring office firms, my attitude toward work dropped immensely. I began to be cynical and short tempered, I lost a lot of sleep under stress of constant work. This attitude then lost me every job I'd gotten and I began wanting to simply give up and remain unemployed. So after I had lost perhaps my fifth job in the past 3 years, I stopped searching. I got kicked out of my apartment and moved back in with my parents. Eventually my parents brought up your business. Well you know the rest I suppose.
Skills: - I'm very musically talented. As a way to distract from my magic, my parents encouraged me to take up as many instruments as I could. I can now play violin, any form of guitar (I'm still battling the Ukulele) and the piano. I dabble in other stringed instruments like the violin but only because they're very similar.
- I am not very strong, but I am certainly agile and quick.
- I was top chaser in my house and played many matches.
- I'm friendly and open to lots and lots of new friends!
Weaknesses: - I am not very strong.
- As you know very well - the strong, potent magic from your side of the family is hard to control, especially for someone like myself. Spells can backfire, or if I hold back too much, come out weak and not useful.
- I have delicate skin and bruise rather easily, I certainly have a low pain threshold, as well.
- I'm easily frightened, and can be put off activities with simple taunts. This can have effects like accidental spells.
- When I'm not on a broom, I'm rather clumsy, as you know I've already broken many things, and can easily get distracted.
Equipment: I always carry sweets, especially mints. I always have my wand box, just to prevent breaking my wand again, since it's so expensive to replace. I always have my ukulele - I will learn it one day! Its miniature, four stringed form torments me to this day. I always carry a selection of plasters for when I trip over and graze my legs, sometimes it's not worth using magic to fix things, and you have to learn some how.
Other: I'm a light sleeper, as you know! And a little antsy!
Anyway - I hope this is enough information, Granny!
Lots of love
Emily Wilborough