SADDLER, Jocelyn Emily

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JOCELYN EMILY SADDLER
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
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[/b]: There is no better story in her eyes, and she has read the book at least ten times, while the times she listened to the musical can’t be counted – and she’s seen it live thrice!

[+]Revolutions: People standing up for what they feel must be changed… Jocelyn surely shares the high ideals of many of those great figures, sugar coating it in the process of course. It is a sad fact that most revolutions end in bloodshed, but that doesn’t mean no one should fight, right?!

[+]The Order of the Phoenix: Just what she dreams about! A group of people unwilling to bow and cower under a mean regime. Now the time seems to have come to take up arms again, Jocelyn desperately wants to be a part of it.

[+]Parkour: The sport of those who put the words ‘no’ and ‘impossible’ out of their vocabulary. No wall too high, no rim too narrow. Jocelyn likes the challenge of it, and the thrill it creates, and she lives by the Parkour philosophy: There is always a way, you just have to find it, and then take it, without ifs or buts!

[+]Hogwarts: Probably the only school Jocelyn would ever have been able to go to without starting a riot. Of course, she still got many detentions in her time there, but it holds so many fond memories, she was almost sad to graduate.

[+]Charlie: Lord knows she sometimes still misses this crazy guy… [/ul]

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[/b]: Seriously, could there be a dirtier and shabbier trade?! This is what causes all the bloodshed and oppression in the world!

[-]The Three Jonathan Tiberiuses: They might be her close family, but seriously, they are everything she despises in the world, men who only think about their profit and don’t care how they earn it, as long as their wealth only grows.

[-]Voldemort: Not surprisingly, Jocelyn hates this epitome of oppression and cruelty, and would do anything she ever could think of to prevent him from rising to power again, bringing fear and death over the wizarding society.

[-]The Ministry: The regime… too slow and sedate to ever be able to do anything useful, right?! It’s the single people with their great visions that change the world and are the heroes! Neither bureaucracy nor politicians are any hero material!

[-]Someone telling her what to do: Jocelyn has a hard time accepting authority of any kind, and she seriously thinks she knows herself what is best for her. Rolling her eyes is the most harmless reaction a command will elicit. There are a very select few she respects enough to do what they say, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagal are two of them.

[-]Romanian Dragons: Seriously what’s so great about them?![/ul]

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[/b]: Jocelyn has practiced this dangerous sport ever since she was little, first just liking to climb, but then she also discovered the ‘philosophy’ behind it, and can be seen on meetings all over London, proud to be a traceuse.

[+]Luck: You might not call this a strength, but Jocelyn has always been able to count on a streak of good luck to get her out of anything she might have stumbled into, and concerning how reckless and curious she is, this cannot be held in high enough regards. Especially with her choice of sport, luck can’t be overestimated.

[+]Innocent looks: She does not look like she could be much trouble, and that can make people underestimate her easily and who is too sure of his own victory is prone to make faults of his own. When she batters her eyelashes at someone, they might have a very hard time resisting her, though she hardly uses that nowadays

[+]Lightheartedness: “Smile at the world and it will smile back” is one of Jocelyn’s mottos, and she lives by it almost every day. This cheery and easygoing nature of hers makes it easy for her to find friends

[+]Intuition: Ever since she was little Jocelyn had keen senses on people’s feelings, and if someone happened to confide in her, she’d be able to explain to them what the problem might be in an argument and what best to do to avoid further misconceptions.[/ul]

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[/b]: She gets offended quite easily, and even if she doesn’t look much, she’s got some spunk in her.

[-]Authorities: She doesn’t like them, doesn’t obey them, simply is too much of a revolutionary to follow orders she doesn’t agree on. That this means trouble needn’t be said. That also includes her father by the way… these two haven’t exchanged a word without breaking out into an argument in years

[-]Righteous: In her strive for what she thinks is right, Jocelyn’s way of discussion can get quite heated and she often is blind to other arguments.

[-]Cynophobia: Ever since being attacked one evening by a free running dog, Jocelyn freezes at the sheer sound of barking and it costs her much to not turn and run when she sees a dog without a leash.
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The first thing anyone would probably would notice about Jocelyn is her cockiness and her bounciness. She is very lively, and so often appears younger than her 22 years of age. Anyone not getting along with her sometimes childish ideas is deemed a spoilsport by her, and she often sweeps across the room like a whirlwind, not caring what more ‘mature’ people could think of her.

There is one thing however she is deadly serious about: Justice and Equality. Growing up in London, a city that combines glamour and glitter with poverty and disparity like only a few other cities can, where the East End and backstreets compete with the treasured West End and royal splendour for your attention, Jocelyn has somehow never been able to turn a blind eye to what she saw and still sees today. From an early age, she loved the tales of the Great Revolutions that took place in the streets of a city like this, far Paris. It all seemed so wonderfully easy, raise the barricades and fight for what you think is right! But the Londoners, and the English at whole have become (and maybe always were) a spineless lot in her eyes, but she kept those dreams alive in her, even though her upringing herself should make her ‘silver spoon’ material. One of her personal heroes for that reason is Guy Fawkes, even though she might ‘glorify’ him a bit too much, overlooking some historical facts.

Injustice in general is a red rag for her. If she sees injustice done by greed and superciliousness you can bet she will not stay silent for long. Or she stays silent, and that is when you should be most afraid, as then she is plotting for some greater scheme.
That this often got her in trouble with authorities needn’t be said, and she is famous for her long list of detentions back when she still was in school, as she also can be rather stubborn.
Those however who treat her nice and can put up with her sometimes peculiar ways, will find a true friend in her, who somehow often seems to know just what to say when you have a problem…

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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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Jocelyn ist rather small, 5’2’’ only, and so she looks even younger than her tender age of 18 she was turned at. Her figure would be described as petite, almost fragile and she uses that to her advantage often enough. Underneath this fragility there is a LOT of energy though, and when she’s in good spirits she might remind you of a little bouncing ball. Her hair is a chestnut brown and falls in gentle waves almost down to her waist. She usually wears them with a side parting over her right eye, and the hair at the utmost front is a bit shorter than the rest, but not short enough you could call them bangs, she still can tug them behind the ear.
Her eyes are green, not bright emerald, but a dimmer shade and there is a little circle of black around the iris, and if you come close enough you can find little specks of brown in them as well.

She cannot be nailed down on one specific style, as she liked to adapt to situations. Then again, there are a few acessoires never missing, and somehow she manages to let it look chic even though some things don’t usually mix well. That would be her beloved black leather jacket for one, tight fitting and already a bit worn, and ever since she discovered Chucks for herself, they too are her close companions, variating in color. She never shies away from a feminine clothing style as well, so skirts in all kind of lengths can be seen on her as well as jeans, apart from when she is jumping over walls and climbing buildings of course, then she also wears more comfortable things.
Having developed a weakness for earrings, her ears have been pierced for quite some time now, and she loves to wear at least one ring on each hand as well. Two years ago she also got herself a navel piercing, and ever since then her tops often show her belly when she goes out.

A tattoo showing the Fleur-de-lis, the symbol of the French Monarchy, is situated on her right shoulder blade, often visible when she wears strapless tops or tank tops. The lily is overwritten by the Word “Liberté, Ègalité, Fraternité”, the motto of the First French Revolution, and underneath the lily the war cry of the second revolution of 1830: “Vive la Charte” (Long live the Charta). That might seem freaky to anyone not knowing her, but it’s not like she would care.

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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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Bethany Hopkins met her future husband Jonathan Saddler under the most peculiar circumstances that should have stated their social difference from the beginning: She was a acting as a short-notice replacement for her chaos sister Tatty working for the catering company that took care of the reception in which same Jonathan was celebrated for his first succesful undertaking in his father’s arms deal company. He might have never noticed her, hadn’t she spilled a whole tablet of champagine glasses over his costly suit, but apparently fate couldn’t think of any better way to bring these two together. What started out as a secret affair, turned into quite the scandalous feast for the Londoner press when Jonathan chose to marry Bethany, who had nigh to no money and had been growing up in London’s East End, where poverty and crime was the norm. That she also was a witch he first could not believe at all, but he accepted it after the first shock was through, showing great interest in this new world, already wondering if there could be any sort of profit hidden for him and ‘Saddler & Son’.

Jocelyn was born as their third child, their only daughter after two sons, Jonathan jr. and Matthew. From an early age, she showed her disinterest in becoming the high society girl she was born to become from her father’s side, and rather spent her time on the streets with friends especially her father frowned on. She was no bad student in elementary school, but also not as good as she probably could have been, as interest and devotion can’t be bought by any money. The only subject she ever was interested in was History, and especially the French history of the revolutions. Ever since hearing these tales for the first time, Jocelyn knew who her role models and heroes were. She devoured a copy of Victor Hugo’s ‘Les Miserables’ at the age of nine, even though it was by no means a children’s book. Of every character in the book, she adored Enjolras the most, the leader of the uprising, and it didn’t take long for her to assume his role in the street games she was playing with her friends from East End, building barricades out of everything they could find. She also convinced her parents to let her see the musical on stage, and ever since then her love only grew more fervent.

Her parents saw their daughter’s development with concern, but all attempts to turn her into a dutiful and, well, female young girl were not very fruitful. They put all their pride in their eldest, Jonathan jr. however, who vastly seemed to become interested and involved into his father’s business. After graduating from Hogwarts he began the study of business management and his internships all brought him back to the family company, where he continued his father’s quest to secretly explore trading connections with the Wizarding World. He just wouldn’t accept that wands should be their only weapons of choice.
Growing older, Jocelyn took it on herself to fight her own little war against injustice, and soon found a sad counterfigure for all that she started to hate: her own father. He was one of those bigwigs in a corrupt world who seemed to care little about the people below him. He had married her mother but nowadays rarely thought of where she had come from. From the day on she realized that, there was never a normal conversation between these two again, it always turned into a heated argument sooner or later. However much Matthew and Bethany tried to intermediate, father and daughter grew more and more estranged.

Things got better when she was accepted into Hogwarts, since it is a true fact physical absence makes the heart grow fonder. Being sorted into Gryffindor like her older brother Matthew, she soon continued to choose her own path. She didn’t become an excellent student there either, but her most beloved subjects were Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then two other who usually weren’t loved at all: Potions and History of Magic. Surprising herself with it, Joce could distinguish between the subject and the teacher, and pursued her interests outside of the classroom, finding especially Wizarding History extremely thrilling. All the important figures in History who had been wizards and witches, and the muggles hadn’t known! It was surely fascinating! Amongst both teachers and students, Jocelyn soon became infamous for something else: her risky climbing sessions all over Hogwarts. She liked to keep in shape for when she could explore London again with her friends in the summer holidays, and so she couldn’t accept why she shouldn’t be allowed to climb the towers and the bridges. Of course it was life threatening, but that was the thrill in Parkour, right?! However, after Professor McGonagal once found her climbing out of her dorm window to reach the top of the Gryffindor Tower and place her scarf there in her fourth year, she was put under two weeks of detention and threatened to be expelled should this ever happen again. Ever since then, Jocelyn has at least tried to confine her exercises to summertime only and focused more on changing the world in her heroic dreams – and occasional deeds.
During her summer holidays when returning from Hogwarts, Jocelyn was now more often than not seen on demonstrations and sitting blockades, getting arrested more than once when she refused to yield. Tackling puberty head on, she refused all kinds of authorities and vanished more and more into her dream world where she imagined herself to be some sort of modern Robin Hood. The main figure to fight in the world of magic of course was not any king or ruthless sheriff, it was the person everyone only referred to as ‘You-Know-Who’, too scared even to speak the name, Lord Voldemort like he called himself. Jocelyn remembered the terror and fear only from her childhood, and it had been after his fall when her revolutionary spirit really awoke, but ever since hearing of the Order of the Phoenix, she compared their fight against the Dark Arts and Death Eaters to the stories she had devoured, and wished she had been old enough to do her part in bringing him down. When Harry Potter entered Hogwarts, Jocelyn was too busy not failing her NEWTs to pay much heed to him, but she was almost sensing that something grand was afoot.

Jocelyn had never been one for much romance, but when she grew older, she wasn’t immune to looking at handsome boys twice. She might be a tomboy, but that only deemed her choice of men to be those who could keep up with her liveliness and sometimes childish attitudes and still try to take her at face value. Upon entering her Fifth Year, she unexpectedly found this kind of man in Charlie Weasley, star of the Grynffindor Quidditch team and definitely adventurous and wild enough to meet Joce bit by bit. They dated throughout the year, and Jocelyn couldn’t deny she was falling more and more for him – until he graduated and found his true vocation in a place that could be as far away as the moon for all Jocelyn knew. Chasing Dragons in Romania. Since Jocelyn would be staying at Hogwarts for another two years, it seemed reasonable to break up, and she, being an independent person, was unwilling to cause a scene or beg him to stay. She knew it would never work, so she has tried to forget him and move on. Many women have handsome sons after all, haven’t they? Somehow however Jocelyn has stayed single – apart from the occasional fling – ever since then, and sometimes she still thinks of him, wondering if she should ever be the one to get in contact again. But then… a girl has her pride, right?

After graduating from Hogwarts herself, Jocelyn was pretty much at a loss as to what to do with her life. There just didn’t seem to be any job open for heroes on hire, and she knew she would bore herself to death sitting behind a desk from nine to five. To keep herself independent from her parent’s money as much as she was able to, she took up side jobs, working in the Leaky Cauldron as waitress and room service girl, but this is really not what she wants to do for the rest of her life.
Dark Times were descending on the Wizarding World once again, and like so many others, Jocelyn had to watch the Ministry turning a blind eye to everything. Now was the time for action, not burying your head in the sand! They might say Voldemort was not back, but she believed it with all her heart. This time, she swore to herself, she would be ready to take to the streets and fight for what she thought was right. If only there was a way of knowing whether there is another resistance forming…

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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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“…have counted each man.
I will tell what i can.

Better be warned they have armies to spare
and the danger is real
We will need all our cunning.
to bring them to yield”

With her eyes tightly shut, Jocelyn lay on her bed, emerging herself fully into the familiar tune and the story she knew so well. She was not only listening, She WAS at the barricade and listened with pent-up breath to Javert’s treacherous report. Feeling her heart flutter in her throat, she estimated the force of the National Guard that was set to march against them. Could they hold?! But then another voice rose from the shocked whispering, calm, confident. The voice of a true leader:

”Have faith
If you know what there movments are we'll spoil their game
there are ways that our people can fight
we shall over come there power!”

Not for the first time and surely not for the last Jocelyn felt her heart swell at these proud words. Yes! Enjolras was right, they could do it! All it needed was a strong heart and mind, and friends standing together come what may! The luck was with the righteous! But yet, there was a serpent in their midst, a spy that needed to be found and eliminated, so he could no longer spill his deadly poison amongst them. With a soft smile Jocelyn listened to the little boy Gavroche demasking Javert as the traitor he was. Gavroche was surely one of her favourite characters of both book and musical, right after Enjolras himself. She didn’t have patience for all these lovestruck fools like Marius or especially Cosette. More often than not she simply skipped their songs and moved onward to the more important matters. But right now she was enjoying Gavroche’s elaborations of the ‘little people’ who she counted herself to, as being only 5’2.

“And little people know
When little people fight
We may look easy pickings
But we've got some bite
So never kick a dog
Because he's just a pup
We'll fight like twenty armies
And we won't give up
So you'd better run for cover
When the pup grows up!”

There was probably no better and more amusing sum-up in the whole wide world. “We might look easy pickings, but we’ve got some bite.” Many people had underestimated her ‘bite’ already, and they had paid dearly. When Jocelyn wanted, she could be as aggressive as a terrier. It was a good thing she hardly felt like that, only when she was seriously challenged by some bighead.
Soon though her thoughts were all captured by the rousing events of the musical again, and she felt with them, fought with them, and in the end… failed with them. And yet, not all was over. One day, somewhere people would rise up again and fight for a better world. It was only a matter of time. With hope in her heart, Jocelyn wholeheartedly joined in the final hymn, not even hearing the soft knocking on her door that died down after a while as she wasn’t reacting.

”Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade
is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing?
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the future that they bring
when tomorrow comes!”

Yes. Beware all you bigwigs! Tomorrow comes!

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SONG LYRICS ARE HERE ON MY OWN BY SWEETBOX.

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