Being the daughter the head of a Caribbean pureblood family who she does not care to name and his mistress, Alexandra King a famed and utterly dashing Cursebreaker has done nothing for Adelaide’s confidence and while she’s amazing at acting otherwise she is insecure about it and feels pressured to do daring feats of stupidity to impress her parents and the rest of her overly successful family. Her older brother, a Gryffindor was a star at Potions and her older sister is working her way up in the Daily Prophet ranks, to most people they have obviously ‘made it‘ and have inherited their families skills. She doesn’t dare want to think of the successes of her father’s legitimate children, whom she can’t even name. She doesn’t even see her father that often and had to learn both French and Antillean Creole to be able to interact with her Martinican father in the first place, to say their relationship is strained would be an understatement. Due to her mother working often and going abroad she was more or less raised by her grandparents, who told her she was wonderful and spoiled her, as grandparents do. Even so Adelaide can’t help but feel a little inadequate, but what she doesn’t have in bravado or confidence she makes up for in smarts, wit and compassion. She can listen to the problems of others, can analyze things better than some and she’s quite adapt at Charms. Those who know her think of her as a bit stressed, a dreamer, quite bubbly and a little bit too obsessed with Quidditch strategies. While she cannot play for the life of her, she takes an interest in the formations, the tactics and the rules. This has never meant Adelaide isn’t one to have fun, with someone she knows well she’s open, friendly, compassionate and can party just as well as anyone else can, if given the right amount of fire whiskey.
Adelaide dreams of the day she graduates Hogwarts, wanting nothing more than to just be content with life, she‘s easy to please. Working in Flourish and Blotts would make her satisfied with life, having the opportunity to travel would make her absolutely over the moon. In her diary she has dozens of places she wants to go before she dies, from Australia to Zimbabwe, to see the Great Wall of China and to see Mt Vesuvius. She wants to see Quidditch in Brazil and everything the world has to offer her. Unfortunately, she’s got to gain confidence and get a job once she graduates for this to be possible. Even then, what she wants might not really be what she needs.