Full Name: Parvati Karisma Patil.
Age/DOB: 17 / August 18, 1980.
House/Years: Gryffindor / 7th.
Bloodline: The Patils are indeed Purebloods; however, due to their relatively recent immigration to Europe (in respect to the other Pureblooded families in the region), they aren't all that close to many of the 'elite' Pureblood names - yes, Parvati and Padma occasionally associated with the Malfoys, the Parkinsons, etc. in their youth, but not nearly often enough to form the solid ties that many of the Slytherins share.
Residence: London, England.

Political Affiliation: Parvati joined the DA without hesitation in her fifth year, as she does undeniably loathe everything You-Know-Who stands for. However, despite her hate for the Death Eaters, she is hesitant about actively fighting in the upcoming war. She's a Gryffindor, yes, but Parvati isn't necessarily the type to take up arms and engage in a truly physical fight. She'll call you out if she thinks you're doing wrong, but in these grievous circumstances, such an action could affect not only her, but her family as well. And Parvati simply doesn't know whether she's willing to do that quite yet.

Physical Appearance: Parvati is a beautiful girl of Indian descent; she is petite, standing at only 5'1'', and is rather curvaceous. She wears her thick, dark brown hair long and usually in a simple braid, although she loves to adorn her hair with little ornaments (such as her beloved butterfly pin, a present from her maternal grandmother). While her features are all quite attractive, her eyes can be said to be the true key to her beauty, due to their rich brown color and ever-mischievous twinkle; her long, thick eyelashes only serve to make her appear that much more flirtatious. Parvati, when not at Hogwarts, has a liking for the colour pink, a hue which certainly compliments her dark skin. Overall, she has a playful, happy appearance, always friendly and usually quite approachable.

5 Things Parvati Loves:
1. Divination, of course! I'm going to be a Seer one day.
2. Boys. Boys, boys, boys! You can't live without them, you really and truly can't.
3. The colour pink. It's the queen of all colours, how could you pick any other?!
4. Fashion. A girl should always try and look her best!
5. My sister, Padma. She's one of the loveliest people in the world, and so smart, too.

5 Things Parvati Hates:
1. Most Slytherins! I am a Gryffindor, after all. And most of them really pay no attention to their appearance whatsoever; it's so unfortunate.
2. The idea of Pureblood superiority! Have you met Hermione? Yes, her hair may be rather horrendous, but she's the smartest witch in the school, so there.
3. Transfiguration. Professor McGonagall simply doesn't UNDERSTAND the Inner Eye, so she MUST have completely skewed priorities!
4. Mummies. Oh Merlin, they're terrifying. Let's not talk about this.
5. Chipped nails! I try my very hardest to make sure mine are looking perfect.

5 Things About Parvati That No One Else Knows:
1. I snore! It's so unladylike, I know, and I was completely appalled when Lavender told me, but I have no idea how to STOP.
2. I once tried to copy Smeri Fussell's hairstyle, but I ended up with this big, poofy mess on the top of my head. I faked sick that day! I just COULDN'T go to class looking like, I don't know, some sort of ungroomed Crup.
3. I still talk to Claude occasionally - if you don't know (which, oh, obviously you wouldn't, since no one knows!), Claude was the boy from Beauxbatons that I met in fourth year. We're not dating, of course, but he's so nice to talk to! French boys are so much more mature.
4. I love to write! I have a diary of my very own, not a public one like this journal here, and I often come up with ridiculous editorial ideas that I could one day write as a journalist at Witch Weekly.
5. I once I had a nightmare, a completely awful nightmare, in which You-Know-Who came and left a Dark Mark on top of our house. When I woke up, I crawled into Padma's bed, because I just couldn't stand being alone. Of course, I told her that there was this unbearable draft in my room, and I needed to sleep somewhere else for the night.

Strengths and Weaknesses: Parvati is, although she doesn't really take note of the fact, a rather adept writer. Despite her often airheaded comments and attitude, she can be rather shrewd; unlike her best friend, Lavender, Parvati is able to actively take notice of her surroundings (and the people in them), and is a fairly good judge of character. However, being a Gryffindor, Parvati is predisposed to jumping to conclusions, whether she have solid proof or not. Although it is difficult for her to become truly upset, when she does, her temper is one to be reckoned with. She despises when situations don't go completely to her liking; thus, she'll often try to control things to make sure they do. This often makes her appear bossy.

Personality: Parvati is regarded by most as a pretty, yet hopelessly airheaded girl; this perception of her stems from her inherently girlish - and often naive - tendencies. While she does indeed enjoy doing stereotypically feminine things such as shopping and flipping through the latest copy of Witch Weekly, this is certainly not all there is to the girl's personality. Yes, she likes to gossip; how could you not?! And thus, her affinity for secrets and talking about others often gives off an aura of mean-spiritedness; however, Parvati tries fairly hard to be nice to most of her classmates. Unless they're complete berks (ie: most Slytherins), she isn't entirely averse to conversing with others. This in itself is a major facet of her personality: Parvati loves to talk. She can go on for hours if not stopped, about anything at all, and if the wizarding world had telephones, why, her parents would go utterly mad trying to keep their phone bill from rising to astronomical proportions. As a Gryffindor, she has an inherent tendency to rush into things without thinking, although this trait of hers is usually displayed by her near-complete inability to keep a secret. She does have a good head on her shoulders, however, and thus can be trusted to keep silent if the secret is one of great importance (such as the DA in her fifth year).

Parvati is, at her very core, a fun-loving girl who adores being the center of attention - and she'll manipulate matters to make sure she is. Thus, Parvati can sometimes come off as bossy; when things aren't going exactly to her liking, she'll try to take charge to make sure they do. She knows she's attractive (although, like any girl, she has her share of insecurities), but she doesn't flaunt it, persay (that'd be terribly obnoxious, didn't you know?).
She's a friendly girl, and one who, if you succeed in earning her trust, will defend you to the very end. A Gryffindor to a point, Parvati has her share of self-righteousness and can become affronted rather easily if insulted - at which point, she'll attack you with her own share of insults. No, they won't be wonderfully witty or clever, but they'll be from the heart, and she'll mean them. If Parvati says she'll get revenge, she'll do everything within her power to make sure she does.

Personal History: Parvati Patil comes from a fairly old Pureblood family, although her lineage can't be traced nearly as far back as some of the others, such as the Malfoys. Despite their pure blood and respectable standing, the Patils are not all that intimate with prestigious Pureblood families such as the Malfoys or Parkinsons, namely due to their blatantly neutral stand on the Dark Lord. However, this does not mean that the Patils are looked down upon by the others, and Parvati was acquainted with students such as Pansy, Draco, and Theodore since before attending Hogwarts.

Parvati, when not at Hogwarts, lives with her mother Nikita and father Bankim in a select wizarding area fairly close to London. Their house, not a mansion by any means, is nevertheless spacious and welcoming. She does not have to share a room with her sister Padma, nor is Parvati ever left wanting for any materialistic object. Her parents are fairly well off and can thus provide their daughters with everything they may need - resulting in Parvati often having some of the best, most expensive robes money can buy.

Parvati and Padma were born on August 18th, 1980. Since Nikita and Bankim had not wanted to have any prior knowledge about their children, they were rather surprised (happily, of course) when the twin girls were born. They were determined not to fall into the common trap of treating their daughters the same, and would often talk to Padma and Parvati seperately to build up a sense of individuality in both. This 'experiment' was hugely successful, as Parvati and Padma became two very different people who were nevertheless quite close, sharing that special bond that only twins have.

Nikita and Bankim were loving parents who constantly doted on their children - their love made even more acute by the devastating news that Nikita was unable to carry any more. They taught their children both educational and moral lessons throughout their childhood, always trying to instill the right values in both.

When the girls were sent off to Hogwarts, neither Nikita or Bankim anticipated Parvati being placed in Gryffindor - Nikita herself had been a former Slytherin, while Bankimhad been a Ravenclaw. This isn't to say they held any sort of grudge against their daughter for being sorted into Gryffindor; they were quite proud of her all the same. Parvati herself was rather upset over being seperated from her sister, and for being so blatantly different from the rest of her family in terms of Sorting, although she eventually found her niche in Gryffindor with the help of her new friend Lavender Brown. Parvati had always been rather outgoing, a fact which her reserved sister found wearisome at times; however, in Gryffindor, Parvati fit right in, as many of the other students were also quite outspoken. She met Lavender Brown on the train, and the two became fast friends almost immediately, bonding over their shared love for Celestina Warbeck and Witch Weekly.

Most of Parvati's years at Hogwarts weren't all that eventful - yes, there was that whole ordeal with Harry and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry and that Chamber, Harry and -- well. None of it really concerned her, did it? It was a good bit of gossip for a few weeks, of course, but Parvati wasn't one who desired to live vicariously through Harry Potter; if anything, she was much more focused on finding out every detail of Celestina Warbeck's latest rehab stint.

Of course, Parvati was a growing girl - and with growth, came maturity. She's realised that Witch Weekly is no longer a top priority : what matters now, in this chaotic world, is making sure her friends and family are safe. She's come to worry about Harry Potter, and even Hermione - with the events of the summer, she can't help but wonder what misfortune will befall them next.

Journal Entry.
Set in cognate_nexus universe.
Scenario: Parvati is posting due to a lull of activity at Hogwarts.

After the Toga Party, everything around here seems to have gone completely and utterly flat. Have you all had the energy sucked out of you? I don't know about the rest of you lot, but I'm still in the mood to have some fun! Hallowe'en is just around the corner, which means it's a prime time for spooky things and dressing up as someone you're most definitely not! I still don't understand why we couldn't have had some sort of costume party instead, and wouldn't that have been amusing? Oh, a masquerade ball!

Professor Dawlish (or...Proudfoot? Professor Proudfoot, masquerade balls have MUCH better potential for certain sorts of THINGS, I'll have you know), if you're reading, I highly suggest you take this suggestion to heart.

In ANY case, I've decided to make up a list of who you boys SHOULD dress up as in case such a party does ever come your way. Everyone's been paired with a costume that complements their personality to the HIGHEST degree, and I'm sure you'll all be very happy with the results. Or, you know, not. Take all complaints elsewhere!

Ron Weasley: Hm. Dom Floos, because it seems you've finally found a girl to go properly batty over.
Harry Potter: The possibilities are ENDLESS. Choose at your own whim, Harry!
Justin Finch-Fletchley: You should, of course, be a BUNNY. Because you're adorable and kind of twitchy, really. Too much sugar, perhaps?
Ernie Macmillan: The MINISTER OF MAGIC HIMSELF. You're just the man for the job, Ernie, although I'm not quite sure how attractive you'd look in that scraggly beard.
Michael Corner: Oswald Frump! You're going to be rich and famous someday, Michael Corner, and have a VERY attractive bird to show for it. Buy me a large manor near a lake then, would you? OH. And Michael, whatever happens, don't EVER get that loopy, tacky hairstyle Frump has. Just because you're rich doesn't mean you can...well, that you can do that awful hair thing.
Terry Boot: I don't really know, some sort of...intellectual fun type? I'm at a loss here, now see what you've done!
Anthony Goldstein: I know! One of those old boring philosopher types Binns was always going on about in class. You could preach history to your heart's desire.
Blaise Zabini: A STATUE. Like, one of those NAKE Roman ones you lot used to decorate the hall. You could just stand there and look pretty, Blaise, it would suit you perfectly.
Crabbe and Goyle: ...rocks? Matching ones.
Draco Malfoy: Well, who could EVER forgot that day in fourth year? A ferret, of course! You'll have to practise twitching your nose, but I'm sure you'll get the hang of it eventually.
Zacharias Smith: A cranky old man. I think the reason is rather obvious!
Theodore Nott: A sandwich. You seem to obsess over the things, I've no idea how you've managed to stay so THIN. It's a secret any girl would die to know.
Dean Thomas: CHAD GRIT. Because he is the most attractive man ANYWHE very ARTISTIC. Yes. It's a little known fact but there you are!
Neville Longbottom: Oh, Neville! You'd be Gorge Mooney, because he's irrestistable and JUST the sort of man whose cheeks you want to pinch. And hug very, very tight.
Seamus Finnigan: the daring, DASHING pirate Blackbeard! He searched for a slightly different sort of booty than the type YOU seem to pursue, Seamus, but still a VERY good match.

Right, well, I'm bored with this. If I missed you, oh well!

RP Sample.
Parvati huffed impatiently, glancing around Platform 9 3/4 with narrowed eyes. Her sister, Padma, had already gone off to join her Ravenclaw friends on the train - and where was Lavender? It had long been tradition for the two to meet up on the platform before boarding the train together - and never once had her friend been late.

Parvati rubbed her hands up and down her arms, letting out an involuntary shiver. It was unnaturally cold for September, and although her parents had warned her it would be, she had refused to wear her cloak - after all, she'd bought this new robe especially for her first day back; what was the use of doing so if she was simply going to be hiding it under her boring, bland overcoat? She impatiently looked around once more, standing on her tiptoes to see above the hustling crowd. Sighing in frustration at the distinct lack of Lavender, she mentally cursed herself for being so short before plopping herself rather sulkily on top of her wooden Flooey Vuitton designer trunk.

Placing her chin in her hands, Parvati pouted slightly as she eyed the passing students. Everything was so different this year, everyone so much more...melancholy. The tension felt by most of the wizarding world wasn't as apparent when she was safe in her own home, but out in public -- well, everyone seemed to look just that much older than they should. Parvati rather detachedly wondered if all this chaos was going to cause her premature wrinkles; shuddering slightly at the thought, she turned her attention back to the familes tearfully saying goodbye. Her own parents had been unable to see Padma and herself off, as things had been rather hectic at the Ministry - well, that was to be expected, wasn't it?

Parvati smiled slightly at a young girl - first year, perhaps? - who was giggling with a friend over a picture in the latest Witch Weekly. She herself had done the same thing with Lavender countless times; even though the wizarding world was gradually descending into chaos, some things - small though they might be - would never change. Girls will be girls, thought Parvati, and smiled.