#take my picture now ; shake it 'til you see it ( * katerina. )

[paradiisecircus]

‘ oh — excuse me, ’ she offered a faint smile of greeting, ‘ i’m a bit lost. ’

( katerina’s consciousness of being a famous world-cup winning seeker & player for a prominent british domestic quidditch team was not turned up to high today, it seemed. it was quite normal for teams to scout at matches for up-and-coming quidditch talent to recruit at the domestic & national levels. )

‘ — coach sent me to scout at the match today because our regular scout’s off sick, but i think i’ve been going in circles ! ’

[paradiisecircus]

look who it is, katerina vulchanova ! the only child of clara ivanova and pyotr vulchanov. she is a 26 year old professional quidditch player, who is a durmstrang alumni, who sides with neutrals. some describe her as generous, but she has also been called a gossip. they are in hogsmeade because she’s chilling with her teammates.

𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐

name : katerina petrovna vulchanova

nicknames : kat, katya, rin

age : twenty-six

gender : cis female

birthdate: eighth of august, nineteen ninety-six

birthplace : pleven, bulgaria

nationality : bulgarian

orientations : bisexual / biromantic ( female. )

relationship status : single

𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐

blood status : pure-blood

school : durmstrang

house : n/a

years attended : 2007-2014

positions attained : quidditch captain

occupation : seeker for the falmouth falcons & the bulgarian quidditch team ( captain )

wand : sycamore && veela hair, ten inches

boggart : a quidditch accident ending her career

patronus : kestrel

alignment : neutral

𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚

zodiac sign: leo

mbti type : estp-a ( the entrepeneur )

language of love : physical touch

theme song : siren song by maruv

𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂

height: 5 ft 10 in

favourite song : spektakl’ okonchen by polina gagarina

favourite show : big brother

favourite movie : movie 43 ( hilariously bad. )

𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

your birth : the talk of the industry after the ill-fated world cup. the amount of quidditch talent in that girl’s veins , daughter of two of the bulgarian players who made it to the final of the ‘94 world cup — they tried to keep it as secret as they could , of course , but being a quidditch player in europe is a high status of celebrity. so you grew up in the eye of the cameras, and . . . well, it shows.

you mastered the camera-smile much too young, but it serves you well now, inevitably following in your parents’ footsteps. seventh-year hotshot seeker in the 2014 cup just like krum 20 years before you, but here is the kicker before you return to durmstrang : you win. 

( there’s not a triwizard tournament you can beat your parents’ friend at, unfortunately, but they always say you should take the w. )

what they don’t necessarily tell you is that it’s not just power that corrupts. or maybe they do, they just don’t tell you that fame is power, too, and the person you are in the world becomes more and more distant from the person you are inside. they say never meet your idols, and this phenomenon of personal corruption is precisely why.

you’re a gossip, who likes to talk about people, drink firewhiskey, sleep with girls, and spend your money. ( and play, of course : you’re hooked on the adrenaline, couldn’t give it up if you tried or wanted to. it’s an addiction, one of many you’ve indulged in now. ) you’ve got a name for yourself as a heartbreaker, perhaps due to being your teammate’s wingwoman — you’d say he’s worse than you, but it’s a debate — and messy ends to relationships without exception.

( you sleep with boys, sometimes, but that’s more occasional. women are goddesses, men are . . . well, they’re okay. sometimes. )

they say, too, that the british & irish quidditch league is the most competitive. you’ve never been one to turn down a challenge. you’re already the captain of your national team. what about striving to be the falcons’ captain — the falconer, heh — too ?

all this that’s gathering around you isn’t your problem. it might become your problem, but the only thing you’ll really try for is sport ; and after this got in the way in ‘94, you’d think you’d be more wary of cato slytherin’s followers . . . well, not yet.

( it will hit you, one day soon, and you’ll regret pretending to be blind to it. )