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Post by Hazel Rosalie Burke on May 25, 2021 9:07:44 GMT -7
Hazel Rosalie Burke
pronunciation:
hay-zelle row-sah-lee
nickname:
Hazy (by her older siblings)
age and birthday:
27. 1 February 1999.
gender and pronouns:
She/her
basic info
blood status:
Pureblood
sexuality:
Pansexual
wand:
Larch, Dragon heartstring core, 12 inches, quite flexible
playby:
Annie Murphy
appearance:
5’7” – although usually found in heels that add a couple inches of height. Some guys don’t like it when it makes her taller, but gross – who cares? Blue-gray eyes, and hair that she frequently changes between blonde and brunette because she wouldn’t want her look to go stale (like her poor brother).
education and jobs
schooling & status
Homeschool alum (2017)
current occupation:
Alchemy professor at Hogwarts – 2024 to present
Various odd jobs before – bars, casinos, restaurants, etc.
personality
likes:
gold, music you can dance to, her sister (and her brother too if he asks), fruity cocktails, red (she looks amazing in red), surprise trips abroad, stained glass, designer perfumes, getting the result she wants and ‘worked’ for, scented candles, striving towards perfection (because isn’t that what alchemy is really about)
dislikes:
non-magical types, her brother (unless he asks), really anyone that tells her to be more responsible or serious, not being able to figure something out, things that ruin her diet, losing her contacts (because then it means she needs to use her glasses, ugh), getting dirty
overall personality:
How To Get Away With Murder: AKA, how could anyone ever say no to her? As the family’s little angel, her parents’ miracle, Hazel knows what she wants – and how to get it, duh. That’s the important part, silly! She’s always been fabulously talented at laying on the charm, whether it’s begging her parents for that shopping spree (“there’s a tailor in Milan that makes the most fascinating sweaters from the whiskers of baby goats!”) or getting an extension for that essay that’s just so freaking impossible and what does it even mean, ugh. Batting her eyes with that classic little smirk always works, and if it doesn’t, well…the tears usually finish the job.
Gold Standard: Put simply, Hazel expects perfection – because really, why shouldn’t everyone else be able to meet her standards? God, is it really so much to ask for? Her little world has always revolved around her, and if something isn’t quite right…well, she’ll let you know. At the end of the day nobody would call her anything but lovely, but that doesn’t mean she won’t be pointedly direct about her thoughts. She’s an alchemist, after all, so you just know that she’s the best at judging something’s value – just sit back and let her take care of it!
Dancing Through Life: Life’s always been easy for her – and why shouldn’t it be, she deserves it! She was her family’s beautiful little princess, and everyone always did seem to like her. She has style, after all, and that’s hard enough to find in this drab blah 50 million shades of gray world. She can be immature, sure, but why should she have to grow up? She’s gotten by just fine with the status quo, and that’s her biggest fear – god, what if she has to work for it? There is literally nothing worth that sort of commitment.
Revolution/Revelation: Hazel can be easily distracted – whatever glitters brightest in the moment will usually catch her attention. But that doesn’t mean she’s lost sight of the true goal: the pursuit of perfection (besides herself, because some things just can’t be improved on, of course). In the end, that’s what alchemy is about…taking something ugly, a base element, but also seeing the potential it has to be beautiful and making it so. And that’s what Muggles and nonmagical folk are too – their pre-evolved forms, living pointless, grungy little lives and waiting to have their full potential realized. It’s just such a shame that there’s no place for them in the beautiful glittering utopia the Purifiers want to build, because Hazel knows that even the most basic building blocks have the potential to be broken down and built up into something valuable. Still, it doesn’t mean she has to be the one getting her hands dirty to do it.
personal history
origins:
Cape Town, South Africa
relations:
Helena Louise Travers Burke - 60s - pureblood - former writer for Witch Weekly - mother
Caradoc Octavian Burke - 60s - pureblood - retired Ministry employee - father
Asher Burke - 33 - pureblood – Head, Department of Mysteries – brother
Ivy Burke – 28 – pureblood – Magical Theory professor at Hogwarts – adoptive sister
pets:
British Blue cat named Sapphire
history:
Hazel Burke is a miracle – and hey, other people think it too! Hazel is the youngest of the Burke siblings, born to a set of pureblood parents that were desperate for a second child. Years after Asher’s birth, the Burkes eventually adopted a little pureblood orphan to add to the family – and then enter Hazel! Only a year after, she entered the world like the star she was, completing the little family and becoming the apple of her parents’ eye. She was the wonder child, after all, the birth they’d waited so long for. It would set the tone for just about the rest of her life.
Okay so, spilling the tea, getting it all out there – she loves her siblings, but especially Ivy (well, Isaiah as it was for the first chunk of her life, but let’s not get into semantics here). The pair were just about inseparable, and Hazel always wanted to do everything exactly like her brother (not Asher of course, she loves him too but gosh he’s just so boring). No, Isaiah knew what was truly interesting about the world – fashion and looking good! He really had an eye for patterns and designs, and from such a young age Hazel could be seen toddling after him (and then walking properly, thank you very much), being his model and crying until their oldest brother also agreed to walk the homemade catwalk with them. Isaiah also had interesting ideas about the world too, and Hazel paid attention – even if it was with her trademark look of ‘kill-me-now’ boredom.
That’s probably where she first started with this idea of transformation, of making things better than what they looked like now. She always had that obsession with gold – from the very first bracelet her parents gifted their miraculous baby daughter – but it didn’t take long until she wanted that power to be hers, too. Truly, someone who can transform something ugly into something beautiful, they must be the pinnacle of the perfect magical being! And Hazel does love things to be perfect. So first she stole her older brothers’ textbooks, then decided reading was boring and she could just try things on a trial-and-error basis. Then after a horrible outcome where she lost her eyebrows for a few weeks, she went back to the textbooks. Fine, maybe the theory is important too, god Isaiah!
Now, Hazel should have gone to school with other wizards and witches, instead of just her older brother. But things in South Africa were complicated, and it didn’t work out that way. Bummer. Still, it did mean more attention from her parents, and really who could argue with those results? Hazel got a personalized education, setting things at her own pace, and there’d be time for all that socialization later after she finished blooming into the perfect witch. When Isaiah started to transition to Ivy, there was nothing but excitement coming from the girl. Finally, a sister! Finally she wasn’t surrounded by dirty boys all day! She wasn’t blind, she could see the trouble Ivy had with Muggles and those who couldn’t accept her, but forget about them! What do they know? Ivy knew just about everything when it came to how things worked, and Hazel wanted nothing more than to be just like her. So, Ivy got a cat? Hazel followed suit. Ivy moved to dumpy London to teach at a drafty old castle? So would Hazel! As long as she could teach her favorite subject, Alchemy, and be a shining role model to all the cute little students that would just adore her.
It did take time for Hazel to make it to Hogwarts, however, because she’d finally escaped from home and she wanted to see the world! So she traveled to Europe – Paris, Rome, Moscow, literally anywhere that didn’t remind her of Cape Town. Eventually she made it to the United Kingdom – not that she had been avoiding it, but just because the weather was so blah. There were things going vaguely on in the background, but what did Hazel care? At least until she followed her brother and sister into the Purifiers, because they really do seem to have the right idea of things. A better world, a more perfect version than what they have now. Magic being where it belongs, on top – a noble element to rule over all the other more base things out there. Now, maybe their methods are a little messy, and Hazel doesn’t quite like how distracted some members can get from what’s truly important. But in the end she follows her siblings, because they know best (unless it’s about their look, in which case please let her handle it).
alias
name:
Jenny
pronouns:
She/her
age:
23
