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[karmaforone]

• What sort of profession in the wizarding world would you choose and why?
  
  I don’t know if I’d want to be pegged down to one profession. Honestly, sometimes I wish there were wizard mailmen, or truckers. (Stupid owls, having to cover that job.) Flying, seeing the world - that’s the sort of thing I’d like to do. Something that will give me life experience, broaden my perceptions, smash down what I believe to be comfortable and “normal.” Also, something that wouldn’t take up gigantic amounts of my time, so I would be able to write about my experiences. I don’t really care how well the job in question pays, as long as I can sustain myself.
  I guess that didn’t really definitively answer the question. Oh well.
  
  
• If you could teach one class at Hogwarts, what would it be and why?
  
  Why would I want to teach fledgling wizards? They’d end up scorching my robes, or setting horrible jinxes on me, whether on purpose or otherwise. I’d like to be the janitor or something if I had to be anything . They probably have charms that do that work, again, so maybe I’d just want to be the groundskeeper. That way, I’d get to explore all the unknown passages of Hogwarts, or at least secretly search for them on my free time. Also, there’s something noble in cleaning up after others, and being the earthworm of society. Plus, you can learn so much about people from their trash.
  
  
• This year, The TriWizard Tournament is being held once again and you're of age. Do you put your name in the Goblet? Why or why not?
  
  I would put my name into the hat, not necessarily out of bravery or a belief in myself, but mostly on impulse. I don’t think my mind would be able to immediately wrap around the dangers of the tournament, and far detached from it, I would see it at some amusing portion of life that could give me an exciting experience. I would probably forget I had entered the contest, as I would see my chances of being picked as marginal at best.
  
  
• If you could choose your animagus form, what would it be and why?
  
  Something with wings immediately comes to mind. I don’t like being restrained by gravity. Of course, as a wizard, I’d be able to fly on a broomstick, but it’s still not completely of one’s one resources. A tool is involved - I’d like to feel that freedom without having to rely on something outside my body. I’d want to be some sort of raptor. They’re the sort of bird that never gets picked on and soars as high as they want-because they know they’re at the top of the food chain. Perhaps I envy that confidence. I wouldn’t mind being a spider, either. Spiders display an effortless elegance, and an ability to weave complex creations is programmed in their DNA. That’s utterly brilliant to me.
  
  
• What HP character do you identify with most and why?
  
  God, I don’t know. Professor McGonagall? Always having to act all put-together on the outside, and being a rigid schoolmarm yet a mother figure at the same time, and having to kind of repress this emotional side of herself except for the most distressful of moments.
  
  
• What would you see if you looked into the Mirror of Erised?
  
  I would see myself with a successful writing career, composing prose with an effortless grace. I would be physically attractive in a Mia Wallace-type fashion. I might be lying in bed next to the person I honestly loved and cared for, just sleeping all day lazily and lovingly. Myself at my creative peak.
  
  
• If you won a million dollars, how would you spend it?
  
  I’d put half of it into savings, because, through many setbacks, I’ve learned the value of planning and having a financial safety net. A portion of it I would use to buy the most unique and exceptional journals I could find, and then probably use even more of that money to seek out said journals in a cross-country roadtrip. (I’ve got a bit of a journal collecting obsession, regardless of whether those blank pages get used.) I’d spend the first half of the roadtrip traveling alone for my own purpose and solace-for the other half, I’d gather my friends from around the country and pile them into the car, regardless of whether they fit or not. Hell, I’d buy another car if I had to in order to accommodate all the people that matter to me. In all reality, though, that number would probably be very small-perhaps only one other person.
  
  
• What was your ideal job as a kid? Has that changed? What is your ideal job now?
  
  I really wanted to be a scientist as a child, because my grandfather was a scientist, and my father admired his father-and I suppose I wanted a portion of that admiration, perhaps in a desire for an extra dimension of love from my father. Also, I liked imagining obscure inventions-in my childish naiveté, I thought such fancies would be easily converted to reality. As I lost my innocence, however, I realized the products of my imagination were frequently impractical for use in the real world. So I turned to writing, where my impractical story lines and bizarre inventions could breathe in a world cloistered in the mind. I still very much want to be a writer, but I’m beginning to realize the impracticalities of that pursuit as well. Additionally, I’m suffering a Hemingway-style writer’s block. Pains.
  
  
• If you were able to invent one spell, potion, or charm, what would it do, what would you use it for or how would you use it, and what would you call it?
  
  I’m tremendously forgetful, and horrible at organizing anything. (Unless I commit my mind to it tirelessly-but then I get too lazy, and don’t follow the path I’ve laid out.) My charm would conjure up a planner to constantly be in my vicinity, and an enchanted quill of some sort scribbling down what has to be done, as well as figuring out the most efficient ways to do these things while maximizing downtime. I imagine I’d call it something dealing with planning, only using the Latin root word and placing it in italics whenever it’s spoken.
  
  
• If you were to face a boggart, what would it turn into? And what does it turn into when you throw the counter-spell, Riddikulus?
  
  I don’t know if I’m afraid of any one solid object-I’m more afraid of losing things, or my purpose. I suppose it would be some sort of demon appearing with an intent to drag me to hell. Raised Catholic, I’ve never quite been able to shake the image of eternal damnation for my sins. Riddikulus would turn it into my friends Kyle doing his Sean Connery impression. Or maybe just Sean Connery in general. He’s silly.
  
  
• What do you look for in a friend?
  
  Friends are tricky. The one person I’ve pegged as a “model friend” has been anything but in the traditional sense, and in many ways my idea of a friend has been distorted because of this. It’s hard for me to trust people, but ironically, I begin to trust people very quickly if I can talk with them fluidly. (Naïve, probably.) There’s some connection that I feel that’s indescribable. I need someone who’s loyal, who knows how to have a good time, yet a good time in a non-traditional sense. Someone who has ideas for unique recreation would be a favored friend of mine. Someone who’s genuine, and has gone through the same experiences I have. Someone who thinks about the world’s state, and is honestly concerned for humanity’s future. Someone who thinks they can still make a difference, who can uplift me from my moments of cynicism. I also tend to like people who like me and yet are scornful of everyone else. It gives me the sense of being special enough for someone hardened to care.
  
  
• What trait most annoys you about other people?
  
  Pettiness, probably. Also, I hate people who try to intentionally go against the grain. It’s obnoxious. I don’t mind if you decide to do things your way, but make sure you’re really doing what you want to do, not just doing things to be contrary. I hate frauds, and superficiality. Insincerity is the worst. So is infidelity, at least in a relationship. If someone commits to something, I expect them to follow through. If someone displays a lack of follow through, all of my respect is lost. I’m pretty much a person of extremes - I either respect you, or don’t. Luckily, my perceptions of people are pretty flexible.
  
  
• What do you think are your top five abilities or qualities?
  
  1. The ability to perceive beautiful in unusual places.
  2. The ability to empathize with a stranger’s pain, even if it is only an imagined ailing.
  3. The ability to communicate my thoughts with lucidity.
  4. The ability to express myself creatively.
  5. Idealism.
  
  
• What do you think are your top five weaknesses or worst qualities?
  
  1. The lack of an ability to commit to goals concerning weight.
  2. A tendency to indulge in depression.
  3. Brutal honesty.
  4. Lack of a social compass.
  5. Idealism.
  
  
• Define in your own words the following key traits:
  
  • Courage: Courage is the ability to stand up to a situation wherein you’re pissing your pants, yet you do it anyway. You transcend what you believe yourself capable of doing-you fly in the face of fears, so to speak.
    
  • Loyalty: Loyalty is utter commitment to a person or a cause. Being there for someone when you said you would, and also when you didn’t say you would or you wouldn’t. Because you’ve got their back. Loyalty’s also about intuition too, though. Knowing someone well enough to know when they need you to have their back.
    
  • Intelligence: Intelligence is something many possess in different aspects. It’s not just an academic thing. There is intelligence in street smarts, and there is intelligence in books, and various other forms. Often times, intelligence can be an annoying factor in peer competition, or a shield behind which insecure people hide.
    
  • Ambition: Ambition is setting a goal and sticking to it, no matter what obstacles you have to overcome. Ambition is adaptation to a given situation to bolster your dream or goal into existence.
    
  
  
• Name: Mary Shyne.
  
• Age: Seventeen.
  
• Where did you find out about us? My friends, Sashi.