(OOC, lots of headcanon, haven't read the original, player of three games, sensitive heart)
On the outside: expressionless. On the inside: my soul actually left a while ago.
A truly magical Slytherin (I should never have picked Snake House just for those few house fireworks).
Loves feeding people. There's no one a good meal can't win over (and if there is, add a cup of milk tea).
Spot a young wizard I like? (Ooh! Pull out my precious white wand, hold a rose in my mouth: “Gorgeous, want to be friends and send each other flames?”)
Might run into danger? (Light's rebellious child is here, pinning me down to force-feed me dark water and red stone.)
I have two legitimate rebellious sons, and one rebellious daughter from Sky: Children of the Light who's still running around collecting candles, leaving me her valuables to squander.
Daughter: “How are the candles I collected yesterday already gone? I have to collect Winged Light for Mom again. Whatever, Mom's such a menace, it's normal for her to die a few more times.”
And then there's my rebellious son from HPMA: “Mommy~ cuddle me~”
(Flashes a coquettish look, gets smacked, experiences a complete childhood.)
Very pretty.
Nice!!!