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[laurenc]

[/size]FIRST NAME ,

lauren

MIDDLE NAME ,

ashley

LAST NAME ,

johnes

AGE ,

seventeen

APPEARANCE ,

lauren's beautiful dark brown eyes are probably her highlight feature. her nice, slim body is also not so bad as well. lauren knows that no one can be perfect, but she tries to make herself as beautiful as she possibly can without any stupid muggle surgery. click

HISTORY ,

lauren was always fitted in at schools when she was a child. her father was a major banker who was almost always at work. during elementary school her mother was a stay-at-home mom who was always able to key in for performances and was pretty soon PAC mother for almost all of lauren's elementary schools. there was only one glitch; when lauren came home her father was always tired and frustrated by some other angry banker who showed up at work. so, not dealing with his anger normally, he beat lauren when her mother was away with friends.

grade seven changed lauren's life. her father lost his job and was job searching. one day when her father was so angry and was about to start her beating, their neighbor peeked through the window seeing if anyone was home. their neighbor immediately called the police and lauren's father went to jail. and so the beginning of high school went off to a great start. then after grade eight, after lauren had made new friends and knew she would probably be moving anyways, something extraordinary happened.

her summer camp was taking a field trip to the water park. lauren and her new found friend, ashley littale, were 'oh-too-cool' for the water so they were laying down on towels on the grass in their slxtty yet tasty bathing suits. all of a sudden lauren wished in her head for the water to stop working so then they can all go back to the community centre. after a few seconds, lauren heard whining and complaining by little kids. she opened her eyes and saw the water stopped working. lauren's mouth was open the whole time they were walking back to the community centre.

at the end of that summer, the event at the water park still in the back of lauren's mind, lauren received a letter by a person or comany named 'Beauxbatons'. after reading it, she gave the letter to her mom thinking it was a joke. her mother read it out loud and gasped. she then explained to her daughter that her mother's sister was a witch. and then the blood got passed down to you. lauren was feeling a mixed emotion. she was angry at her mother for not telling her, she was excited for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, she was confused about being a witch and a whole lot of other emotions a young female teenager should have.

lauren didn't know if she wanted to accept or to ignore the letter. after days of thinking she decided she would go and check out where you buy your supplies. lauren was so amazed at the magic in that alleyway that she was a definite yes as soon as she got back home. and so, lauren walked into the halls of Beauxbatons as a transfer student in her first year even though she was seventeen.

PERSONALITY ,

lauren is a very sensitive, very kind and very lust-filled young woman. some girls may call her a sl*t, and yet at the same time some other girls may call her a sensitive little girl. she changes her body and personality for every school she goes to. she used to fight her father from moving everywhere year to year, but now its fun for her. she can change her personality without anyone knowing about her real / other personalities. so far she has been cheerleader lauren, bully lauren, joker lauren, stupid lauren and now, for Beauxbatons, she thinks she'll try slxtty lauren - however with a twist of her real self intertwined as well.

SAMPLE RP ,

lauren flipped her brown hair to the other side of her neck. the cool breeze tickled her face as she walked out toward the lake. she could see her friends dipping their feet into the cold water. the snow was falling softly on lauren's hood. this brown-eyed girl, had a taste for fashion. she was wearing a polka-dotted black and gray sweatshirt and underneath it a pair of jean short shorts. sure she was freezing her butt off, but some other people would die for fashion so lauren didn't find being just a little cold. lauren wouldn't call herself depressed, but she just wasn't happy right now. her new image in Beuaxbatons was working the opposite of her liking. she wasn't making as many friends as before, and unlike in her elementary schools and first year of high school not all boys were falling head over heels for her. and so this young woman sighed as she crossed her semi-cold arms and sat down on the wet and shiny yet comfortable grass.

her thoughts unravelled in her mind as she stared at the lake wrinkling with the falling snowflakes. the funny thing, was that lauren wasn't actually paying any attention at all to the lake, her mind drifted off into another world almost. a place were everyone could escape to whenever they were sad, depressed, angry or just needed some peace and quiet. and so the sound of friends throwing snowballs at each other drifted away and instead only heard herself breathing. everyone around lauren disappeared. their words and actions didn't matter. lauren was only concentrated with herself and her thoughts. she was thinking about boys, relationships, her friends, her teachers, the headmistress and new vice-head mistress. lauren also thought about some goals she had in mind, like exceeding in some subjects and doing 'okay' in the others, becoming head girl, even though you usually need to be a prefect before which she really did not want to be. lauren wanted responsibility, but not half-responsibility like what a prefect would get. a head girl, however, would get double the amount of respect and responsibility - double 'R's. also head girl had a ring to it. 'lauren the head girl,' lauren thought to herself smiling. 'head girl lauren.'

then her own world disappeared spinning into a black hole. lauren opened her eyes to a whole bunch of water coming toward her. someone had dived into the water, spraying her with the ice cold water. almost fully drenched lauren stood up with her hands near her chest. she would have been totally upset and frustrated if a girl had dived or a total nerd who didn't care about anyone else, but looking at this young man's handsome face, she ignored her, now cold and wet, sweatshirt and smiled flirtatiously.

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I know that its popular, but when you do RP posts PLEASE use capital letters. If you dont you'll get into trouble. Also, if you plan on being sl*tty!lauren, then remember that this is a PG-13 board.

Must be Sournois

[prudie]

First Name: Prudence

Last Name: Deschanel

Age: 16

Appearance: Zooey Deschanel

History: Prudence- being a Lycanthorpe- never really got close to anyone. Her parents left shortly after she was bitten the summer before she turned nine. Prudence raised herself in a small, run-down shack in Ireland. She likes to think that her parents loved her and wanted to stay with her, but they had to leave because she was a danger to her sick mother. She hoped that they would come back for her one day.

Prudence had her first encounter with human blood when she was ten. She had been looking for some food to steal and realized too late that it was a Full Moon. She had transformed and attacked a shop owner. She had turned savage and slaughtered an entire village... all at the age of ten. Prudence had hated herself for so many days after that. She had tried suicide so many times, but could never get herself to fully cooperate. After a month or two, she assured herself that it was just her wolf form that had taken over and that it would never happen again.

It hasn't. She takes precaution in everything she does. She has lots of potions she takes and never goes out the day of a Full Moon. She normally stays in with a locked door.

Personality: She's stubborn and when she gets her mind set on something she will finish that. Prudence really is a nice person. She's soft and sweet, but at the same time she's rough and can be very mean. She likes to be considered one of the boys sometimes and other times hates it when no guys look her way.

Sample RP: Prudence scratched at her neck. Tonight was a Full Moon... she could feel it. She was sitting on the floor of the same shack she had lived in for years.

"Ah... I'm sure going to miss being in human form tonight." She told herself, referring to the festival that was that night. Shaking her head, she sniffled as the sun began to set.
A little nap wouldn't hurt... She thought, leaning against the wall.

Prudence awoke with a start. Her neck snapped and she cried out as her legs buckled into a wolf shape. Her spine cracked and her skin seemed to burst off of her body as gorgeous, thick, slightly matted black fur popped out. Her face had morphed into that of a dog and her jaw had elongated, her teeth becoming fangs.
Prudence inhaled, then sent it all at the moon in a high-pitched howl. Her eyes glowed yellow and she curled up in a ball... waiting for it to be over with.

Your last name cannot be Deschanel, as your play-by is Zooey Deschanel and your personality and role play sample both need to be longer and stronger. And you also need to include more about magic and actually attending Beauxbatons in your history.

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ot; i added personality and changed some things there

[penelope inés páez]

First Name: Penelope
Last Name: Pereira
Age: Sixteen
Appearance:

History:
Penelope Margo Pereira was born many years ago, in a year she does not want to mention. It was such a long time ago, and she doesn't like to live in the past. Her mother gave birth to her, a witch who thought she had grabbed her happily ever after. Her father had pretended to be happy for five years before he blew up and left. Penelope doesn't know what it was, but she guesses it was because her mom was a little too pushy. Pen dealt with it, and she's sure she dealt with it well, but she can understand when it could get frustrating. She's not going to assume anything as to why he left though. From five on, Penelope was a single child with her mother. The woman loved her, and wanted the best for her. Many times she tried to find a man for herself, a fatherly figure for Pen. Margo, Pen's mother, knew that a father gave a huge impression on their daughter and really helped with the outcome of the future.

Penelope didn't like it though, and she made it really obvious. She didn't like guys. She remembered her father, and how much he had loved Penelope. She doesn't want change, and would have done anything to bring him back. She never allowed her mother to meet another man and deliberately chased them all away. She was a sort of monster as a child. Margo, while furious, tried to understand. Eventually she stopped trying, and just accepted the fact that she would be alone for the rest of her life, with no man to keep her company when her daughter went away to school at Beauxbatons, the very school she went to. Later on, Penelope would feel guilty. A guilt that never left.

So Penelope decided to postpone school for a bit. She was eleven, and she convinced her mom to travel the world with her. She said it was a dream of hers, and that she wanted to see the world before going away to school. She was a child, and it sounded silly to Margo, she eventually she started to fall into this trap. Pen really wanted her to just meet a man. Any loving man. Margo was as beautiful as any woman could be. It shouldn't be hard. Margo would have many options by the time they came back to France.

So they traveled. They went to Africa, Asia, America, and South America. They stayed in many counties for many months. They were out of France for five years. Men flocked themselves at Margo, but Margo was not interested in anyone. While in Africa, Penelope had gotten up out of her tent alone in the middle of the night as Margo slept. She was quite, and didn't wake up the light sleeper ahead of her. This was a week before their planned trip back home. She sat in the sand, a blanket around her shoulders and simply looked up at the stars. She was curious about them. While she stared in wonder, she never heard nor noticed anyone sauntering behind her. That was the nightmare of her life.

The next morning, she was found half dead at the foot of the tent. It was a miserable sight for her mother. Margo never told Penelope what she saw, or what happened after, so Penelope has little to say about that. She was unconscious, and all Margo said was that she thought her life had ended. Pen constantly worried about Margo, but she knows she's tough. Pen can't remember the few months after this attack. It's all too blurry.

She became blood thirsty. She didn't eat, or drink, and had no desire for anything other than her mother’s blood. She left her, and for many decades, no one saw her. She was wild in the woods, ending lives of many innocents. She remembers them like nightmares. Sadness entered her system in the beginning, and began to crawl through her veins since day one. She's become something she had never dreamed of, and wanted her old life back. She hated change. As regret made itself through her, Penelope started to calm. Every week, she'd drink less and less. She's go for the bad guys. She began to use the phrase kill one, save a life... Or some. She became a punisher. Still, she began needing less and less. Soon enough she came home.

Such a wonder it was when her mother still lived in their same old house. She was old and elderly. Alone. Eighty years old. Pen started to take care of her, as she was now able to control her thirst. Margo continued to push Pen to go to Beauxbatons. It was her dream, always, as a child. Margo told Penelope that. She always wanted to see her daughter leave to Beauxbatons. Margo got a lady to take care of her, for Pen's sake, and soon, Pen agreed to go. If this would make her happy, she'd do it. Pen has wanted to go to Beauxbatons for some time now, so it was pretty much inevitable. She'll be the best student she can be.

Personality:
Penelope has always been stubborn. As a child, she hated vegetables. Whenever her parents tried to stick broccoli down her throat, she'd do whatever it takes to not eat it - without ever knowing how it tasted. It was mostly cliché stuff. While she is obstinate, she does try to be nice about it. She likes to think she is smart, and well... right. She likes things old fashioned and she's known for being inflexible about a lot of things. Years after her father died, Pen pretty much denied any man who tried to love her mother. He wasn't her father, and he would never be. She regrets to know that she is part of the reason that she is alone at home now.

Penelope is also unpretentious. She doesn't like to be things she's not. She likes to think that she isn't what she is. She say's she's not smart, but she can tend to be intelligent. She says she isn't funny, when people do tend to laugh at her jokes. She supposes it could be insecurity, but she just doesn't like to thing big of herself. Her mother is a big headed woman. Ego is the size of a watermelon. While it is amusing, Pen doesn't want to be like that. Instead, she helps to expand anyone's, even those who don’t need an ego inflation. People like her for this. If they are feeling down, they know that Penelope will find a way to make them feel better. She likes to tell people just how great they are. Sometimes she seems motherly in that area. She is not very talkative. She talks when spoken to, and likes to say what she has to say, but if she thinks it is irrelevant, she won't say it. She thinks before she talks. Many times, she thinks too much.

She can also be sardonic, scornful of anyone who does something she really doesn't like. She can be laid back, but if it’s been brought out too far, she just won’t take it. She's no push over. Her sarcasm is usually used as humor, and less cruelty. She can be territorial, and defensive - defensive if it matters - in other words, nothing to do with her. Like if someone said something rude about her friend, she's fire back at them. The only time she'd get angry with anything about herself is if anyone goes as far as calling her ugly. Pen likes to think she is tolerable, and nothing more, nothing less. She likes to think that she is just ok with everything. She's ok at sports, but she'll never be a star. She's ok at school, but she'll never be top student. Just average... with everything. Nothing exceeds expectations. Pen was not the kind of girl who let people see her emotions. She'd smile, she'd laugh. She'd never get upset in front of anyone. Not even her own kin. She's tucked them away in a box, and let them out later, when she was alone and sure that no one would see or hear. When she is in on of those few moments where she kind of loses her mind, she can be dramatic. That is the result of not dumping a little at a time when it’s getting full.

This girl also has a bad memory. She tends to forget a lot of things. She's forget what she had for dinner the night before, or what she was going to do when she's on her way somewhere. She'll remember things that she thinks that counts, like when someone once called her beautiful. While she disagrees, she cannot hide how it made her feel. She's bad with remembering names, and that could be really bad sometimes. A lot of the times she is just ignorant. She is aware of her surroundings, but never notices the faces until they talk to her. If she is walking down the hall, she wouldn't look at any face that was walking by. She wouldn't even notice a best friend of hers until they called her. She doesn't like it, but she doesn't want to walk around looking at people's faces. It's not how she wants to be.

Pen has a huge imagination. She often knows what her close friends are thinking. She can read faces well, and many times wishes she could read minds. She often challenges herself with these things. She puts words into people's mouths. She assumes people's personalities. Not in a stereotypical sort of way, but just by the way that they act. Most of the times she thinks that people try to hard. Some days, she finds that a lot of things seem pointless. Futile. Other days she is just impressed with everything, awed with the universe and its creations. Often she imagines how the world came to be, how things work, how people think. She likes to know what people are thinking, and she always guesses what they would be thinking. Not to be vain, but a lot of the times she is right. She feels like she just knows people. She doesn't think a lot of them have good intentions, and can see a lot of bad in people, but she also see's their good. She knows that people have their good and bad sides. Everyone has them. She tries to focus on their good side, and helps them to realize them.

In the past, as a child, she wanted to be like everyone. Many called her a copy cat. If someone she liked was nice, she would be too. If someone she admired was mean, she would be as well. It’s an embarrassing thing she doesn't like to talk about. As she grew into pre teens, she became a rebel. She didn't want to be like everyone else. If they liked pop music, she liked rock. If they liked blue, she liked green. She pretty much made herself the opposite of what everyone was. She started to fail classes, friends started ditching her. She thought she was unique, but really, she was just... a no body. Today, she's herself. She hates to be compared to anything (she's make a big deal out of that), and doesn't try to act like anyone, nor does she try to be different from them. Sure, being different is great, but its not who she is. By the time she was 14, she began to blossom into the person she really was. Ambitious, silly Penelope.

Sample RP:
Pulling her dark hair to the back of her head, Penelope placed the elastic from her lips to her hair was done 'putting on her face'. She washed her face and her hands, brushed her teeth and changed her clothes. She pulled on a pair of light jeans and a Jade tank top that made her look a little spontaneous. Plus, she noticed it gave her color. She had brown hair and dull grey eyes that always looked too intense. She smiled into the mirror, ill at ease. Briskly she tore her eyes away from her pale skin and walked toward the door. It was time to get a good look at the school. It was obviously beautiful, but she wanted a closer look. She wanted to look around the place before heading for classes the next day. She didn’t want to look everywhere for class. She couldn't be late on her first day...

As she walked, she allowed herself to become familiar with the place. She had no idea where she was going, and many times worried that she'd forget which way led to the dining hall, the kitchen, the clock tower. It would have to take a couple days of mindless walking for her to get used of this place. Pen had no sense of direction. She kept her eyes away from other eyes as she walked. She didn't like to have people think she was staring. As a child, she always noticed people staring at her. It made her feel uncomfortable. She may take it to the extreme, but she's not going to take the time to look at people's faces. This would be her first mistake at the school.

Eventually she found herself outside. She scrutinized the gardens, seeing many things she thought were pretty, some were familiar, and some were not. She couldn’t name any of the plants that she saw, other than the roses. She way distracted with everything that was there. In time, she found herself at the lake. This was breathtaking for her. It was just magical. She sat herself at the oak tree, and fished out a book from her book bag. There were only a couple of books in there. She placed it on her lap and turned her eyes to the sky. Blue, with the sun off to the side. The day was ending. The clouds were puffy white balls that didn't look like they would be there for long. Would it be a fine night tonight? Her full lips pulled into a half smile, and dropped her eyes down to the book, and began to read. She took no notice of the foot steps that she could hear so clearly from behind her. They weren't there for her.

(Sorry, spell check isn't working ><)

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Must be Cossu

[rachystar]

First Name: Eleanor
Last Name: Williams
Age: 14
Appearance:
She is 5"6 and weighs 7st 9lbs. She has been mistaken for emily osment
History: Born on December 4th 1994, Eleanor Louise Williams is the oldest and only daughter of Andrew and Helena Williams.Helena was a pureblood witch but tries really hard to keep her bloodline a secret from Andrew as she knows that he is a muggle which means that Eleanor, Kieran and Nathan are all half-bloods. She has 2 annoying brothers who are twins called Kieran Aaron Williams and Nathan Edward Williams who were born May 15th 1999. They are now 9.

Before Helena and Andrew met, Helena was a barmaid in her local pub and Andrew was a local broomstick manufacturer even though he was a muggle. One evening after Andew had finished work, he went to his local pub and saw the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. He went up to the bar and called to the barmaid, "can i have a drink please?". The barmaid came up to him, gave him a drink and just at that moment, they gazed into each others eyes and fell instantly in love. He asked for the barmaid's name and she said it was Helena. A few months later in 1990, they got married and went on their honeymoon to spain. They moved back to bristol and settled into married life. 4 years later, Helena announced she was pregnant and Eleanor was born. When Eleanor was about 4 and a half, Helena had twin boys who were named Kieran and Nathan. They lived in Bristol until 2001 when Andrew's company announced that some of their workers would be moved to other countries. Andrew was to be sent to Paris, France. So the family moved over to France when the twins were 2 and Eleanor was 6 and a half.

Eleanor got an invitation from Beauxbatons just before her 14th birthday. She accepted it straight away. So her parents took her out of muggle school and prepared her to go to Beauxbatons. The twins are a bit too young to join Beauxbatons so they still go to muggle school
Personality:
Strengths
Intelligence Eleanor is extremely intelligent for someone of her age. She usually gets good grades and when she was in muggle school, she was put in gifted and talented. even though she is intelligent, she doesn't boast about it.
Talented Eleanor is quite talented as well. She is an awesome singer, dancer, actress and musician. She plays, piano, clarinet, trumpet, saxophone, guitar and drums and she is really good at all of them. She is usually found during the day practising dance routines.
Weaknesses
ShynessEven though Eleanor is intelligent and talented, she can also be very shy. She gets nervous a lot and because of this, she tries not to get asked a question. She is also quite shy around new people so prefers to stay on her own or in a group of people she knows already.
Quietness When Eleanor does speak, she is very quiet as she is scared that someone might laugh at her, When she speaks to someone, she usually speaks really quietly which makes it hard for the perosn to hear what she's saying.
Sample RP: Eleanor woke up after a nice long sleep in her purple 4 poster bed which has purple satin pillows and duvet. She got out of bed and put her hot pink satin dressing gown on. She walked to the bathroom, went in, locked the door, stripped off and went into the shower. After her shower, she stepped out of the shower, put her purple towel on her hair after drying herself. She put her dressing gown back on and walked back to her room. She walked over to her wardrobe and chose her purple cami with green denim jacket. She put on some dark navy blue denim bootcut jeans on. she put some pink cotton trainer socks on. She walked to her dressing table and put some makeup on. She turned her straighteners on and waited for them to heat up. After 5 minutes, Eleanor straightened her hair. Eleanor picked up her purple adidas rucksack and her purple Hsm suitcase and carried them downstairs. She put her bags in the living room, and walked into the kitchen. After having her breakfast -which was rice crispies- she put her pink and white adidas trainers on. She heard the horn of the carriage, grabbed her bags and went outside and got in the carriage.

During the carriage ride, Eleanor put her school robes over the clothes she was wearing. 10 minutes later, the carriage arrived at Beauxbatons. Eleanor got out of the carriage, put her rucksack on her back and wheeled her suitcase through the courtyard to the entrance. She saw students chatting in the courtyard. She got to the entrance and walked in. Eleanor got into the entrance hall and thought "woah, this is a huge place." She put her stuff with the other first years stuff and leant against a pillar. A few minutes later, someone came out of the great hall and asked the first years to get in alphabetical order. They entered the great hall and one by one, they were sorted into their respective houses. Then it was Eleanor's turn. She wondered "what house am i going to be in?"


Must be Cossu

[daphnelynn]

First Name:

Daphne Lynn

Last Name:

Eliot

Age:

Fourteen

Appearance:

Clicky.
Daphne is average height for her age at five foot, two inches. She is not too skinny, but still very, very slender, just barely bordering medium. She weighs ninety-two pounds. Her almond eyes are a beautiful dark chocolate and bordered by long, thick, black eyelashes. Her skin is a warm tan. Her hair changes in length, but is normally about three inches past her shoulders. The color of her hair is dark brown, almost black in the winter. She normally keeps her hair in soft curls, but sometimes straightens it to change things up a little. For formal events, she keeps her hair in gentle curls and wears a dress or a black skirt. Her straight teeth are sparkling white and you can normally see them, as long as no one puts her in a bad mood. Daphne’s favorite color to wear is black, just because she thinks it's the color that looks best in contrast with her skin.

Everybody has their own style, but nobody can guess what Daphne is going to wear next. Sometimes she wears insane outfits with neon colors that people normally don’t wear. She accents these with colorful necklaces and insane earrings. Other days, she may just wear jeans and a cute t-shirt. But her favorite thing to wear of all time is short skirts, then her second favorite is dark, tight jeans. She never cuts her hair past her shoulders and never lets it grow father than about seven inches past her shoulders. Her makeup normally consists of tan, blue, or light pink eyeshadow, black eyeliner, various- colored mascara, lipgloss, and cover up. Her pajamas are soft and colorful, but she usually mix-and-matches tops and bottoms. Sometimes she wears pajama bottoms with a regular tank top, or just wears shorts and a tank top to bed. Anything comfortable, she will wear to bed.

History:

Daphne was born on March 14, 1994, into a family with an older brother, a mother, and a father in France. She had dark brown hair and dimples when she smiled. Unfortunately, the family couldn’t afford another child; they were already in a small home and struggling for money. Instead, young Daphne was given to a foster family that her parents knew well. In this home, she had a mother, a father, and a brother just two months older than her. Daphne took the last name Eliot to match her new family. She was taken care of as though she were their own daughter, and in many ways, she was. She was never treated as though she didn’t belong to the family. She fit right in with the rest of the Eliots.

As Daphne and her older brother, James, grew up and played together, they became best friends. They shared everything and he was the one person in the world that she didn’t blow up at when she was mad. Ever since she could talk, she never liked to keep things bottled inside. She yelled and screamed when she didn’t think she was getting treated right (just yelling then, she couldn’t talk yet). When Daphne learned to walk in her mid ones, the whole house had to be baby-proofed or else she would get into something she wasn’t supposed to be in. She had to be watched carefully or she would break things, as she loved to throw or bite anything she could get her hands on. Sometimes her birth family visited her, just to see how she was doing. They loved her, but seeing how happy she was at her home, they couldn’t bear to take her away from it all. When she learned how to talk, not long after walking, you couldn’t get her to be quiet unless she was asleep.

When Daphne turned three, she was a real mischief-maker. She learned how to get through the baby gates to keep her from going up or down stairs on her own, and she got into everything. She would only eat with her hands, no utensils. She smiled every time she broke something or did something she wasn’t supposed to. Her little teeth were always shown on her face. Her parents gave her time-outs, which made her cry. She loved the trouble making, not the punishments. When Daphne was four, she stopped breaking so many things, and would eat most food with a utensil, but it was then she learned exactly where she wasn’t allowed to be and what she wasn’t supposed to say to people. She was always trying to get through the door to the basement and figure out what was going on down there. Not succeeding, she settled for getting upstairs and hiding in cupboards under sinks and in closets, waiting for people to find her.

Although Daphne was hard to control most of the time, the holidays were the days she was easy to take care of. She went along with family traditions and learned that holidays were fun without making trouble for people. She made gifts for people by drawing, coloring, and sometimes helped her mom make cookies for Christmas. When she was in first grade at six years old, they started to read small children books at school. Daphne loved it, but the other kids hated reading. She started to find children books in the house and at the library, but afraid that other people would make fun of her, only read when people couldn’t see it. Only her family knew she liked to read. She also loved to draw pictures. People knew she liked to draw, but she never let them see her pictures; she was afraid they weren’t good. For a small kid, Daphne was very intelligent. Nobody knew if it was a special gift given to her, or just part of who she was, but she was intelligent. She especially liked hearing about history.

As the young girl grew, she became more and more disobedient, but hid it now. Daphne was still rude and short-tempered, but could control herself if she wanted to. By the time she was in sixth grade, she was successfully able to sneak out at night and not get caught. She always told James about it, but he never told on her. Their friendship stayed strong and even grew as they got older. Daphne loves her parents more than anyone else, except her brother, but she believes there were just some things that adults didn’t need to know. They don’t remember what it is like to be a teenager. Even as she got older, only her family knew about her passion for reading. But instead, this time it was more about her title. Everybody knew her as a hard-edged girl that didn’t care what people thought of her, and how would that look if she were always carrying a book around with her?

During the summer before seventh grade, Daphne started playing the drums. At first she was horrible, even to her own ears. She started lessons and eventually got a beat. She loved playing the drums, and did it every day. As they say, practice makes perfect. Of course, nobody can be positively perfect at anything, but Daphne Lynn DID get better; extremely better than from the time she started. She began to like singing, and eventually wrote songs to sing along with the drum beats. At night, if she couldn't sleep there were many things she did. She wrote stories, read books, and, believe it or not, wrote songs. She never played drums in a talent show or anything like that, it was just a hobby that occupied her time. Drums were a whole new way to express her emotions, and it was easier than she thought playing an instrument ever could be.

As Daphne Lynn’s passion for reading grew, she began writing in seventh grade. She wrote stories, mainly short stories. She enjoyed writing about mystical things, like premonitions, super powers, and such. She never knew that these things existed until she was snooping around in the attic, where she wasn’t supposed to ever go, and found some old spellbooks. They looked real, not like any fake book for children to play with. Daphne asked her father about it, but he was a vampire, not a wizard. She never knew she was a vampire, but that would explain why she always thought people smelled good, even if they were across the room, and why whenever Daphne got a cut, she sucked the blood until it healed. She always thought she was just weird, not a vampire. So when she asked her mother about it, she learned that her mother was a witch and those spells were real. Daphne wanted to be a witch, but her parents didn’t think that she was. They thought she was just a vampire, following after her dad. In all the commotion about Daphne knowing about magic, her parents completely forgot about the rule of no going into the attic, and how she broke it.

Daphne stayed up late at night sometimes and went up to the attic and looked at the spellbooks. She read through them, and thought they were amazing. She liked picturing herself doing those spells, and imagining fighting off evil witches and wizards. Eventually, she got tired of just imagining and decided to try one for herself. Daphne Lynn went upstairs one night into the big, one room top floor. It was filled with chests and spellbooks, and only had one window. She brought a flashlight with her and found the easiest spell she could. Most of them required wands, but since she didn’t have one, she found one that the wand only helped magnify, but was possible without a wand. She tried setting fire to a candle with her mind, repeating the incantation all night, but the most she got was a little smoke. It was enough for her. The smoke on that candle proved that she had some sort of magical ability and she told her parents the next day. James never turned out to be a wizard, just a vampire.

Daphne’s parents took her to get her possessions for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic the next week. She packed quickly, ready to go learn about everything she could for magic. She loved world history, she couldn’t imagine how exciting magic history would be. Learning about being magic made her not as stubborn and arrogant to her parents as she was, but that didn’t change the way she acted to others. She was friendly and nice, until someone came around that Daphne thought was being stupid or annoying. Then people had better steer clear of her.

Personality:

Daphne is very intelligent, but no one really knows it. She loves reading and writing, but she doesn’t let anyone see it. She can be very bright schoolwise, but hates to actually do the work. She knows the answers, but writing them down is just a big pain in the neck for her. She almost always has a book with her, but she hides them in her tote bag in pride. She has to keep her title. Daphne is very creative in her writing, and before she knew about magic, she wrote about what she thought magic things were like. They were much different than what real magic looks like and what real witches, wizards, vampires, and the like do. Even though she knows about them now, she still likes to write about them the way she imagined them before. She doesn’t let reality strike her writing. She also loves to write songs to go along with her drum beats. Sometimes she doesn't even think about it. She'll just be sitting somewhere and her hands will start tapping out a beat or she will start singing a song that wasn't written yet.

She is very short-tempered, arrogant, and stubborn, but can be really nice and a great friend. Daphne is friendly, but can be very candid and just tells people what she thinks, without taking their feelings into consideration. All those years of keeping things from her parents have made her very loyal, and she doesn’t come off that way, but she can actually be a great friend for someone to have. She loves joking around with people and is actually very playful. She is the type to jump on her bed while blaring music at top volume when she is happy. She doesn’t really enjoy being alone, but when she is mad, only her close friends will stay near her. Daphne never takes out anger on people close to her, except maybe her parents. She isn’t exactly mean, she just has a temper and sometimes forgets to control it, instead of it controlling her. When Daphne Lynn has her mind set to something, she is very stubborn about changing it. And if she doesn’t want to do something, or if she does want to do something, it is hell to stop her from getting what she wants. It may seem like she is rude to everyone, but she is actually in a good mood most of the time. It's only when someone comes along that Daphne Lynn thinks is being stupid or annoying. There are a few things that cheer her up, her main one is listening to music.

Like a lot of teenagers, she really isn’t a stickler for the rules. She breaks rules whenever she feels like it, and can be pretty clever and sneaky if it’s difficult to get around them. Daphne loves a challenge. Most of the time breaking rules is no problem, because doesn’t worry about getting caught. She feels that adults just set the rules—and tells the punishments for breaking the rules—just to scare the kids into not breaking them. If Daphne ever gets caught, or is close to getting caught, she just goes back more prepared. She is persistent and won’t stop until she succeeds and triumphs over the rules.

Daphne Lynn is quite flirty, but expresses it in a couple different ways. Most of the time, she will just try to see him more often, and sit really close to him. Then when she touches his hand or something, she will linger there just a moment longer than necessary. Other times, she will gradually start with a routine of getting closer to him. Daphne will start by just trying to see him more often, then gradually start sitting closer to him, then if she feels as though anything is being reciprocated, she will start holding his hand then ask him on a date. A couple times she has actually pretended to hate the boy for no reason, then the boy finds himself drawn to her, trying to get closer. Daphne has even started to act like she has a secret around the boy. She is quite good at putting mystery into her expression, making it obvious she is keeping a secret about herself, but not a bad one; just a secret.

In some ways, she is even mysterious. She doesn’t get really close to many people, therefore not many people know a lot about her. People can sometimes sense an underlying secret to her personality. If someone asks a question that Daphne doesn’t want to answer, she will either say something like “I’m not at liberty to discuss that with you” or “And just why should I tell you that?” or she will look at them for about five seconds without a smile on her face then look away without answering. Sometimes if she writes a note asking someone to do something for her or meet her somewhere without an explanation, it might sound, involuntarily, a little creepy.

Although Daphne isn’t acting when she is rude and short-tempered, she would never act that way with her brother. Daphne has just a few friends that she isn’t rude towards, but even they get a taste of her anger sometimes. The one person she has never blown up at is her brother, James. She’s not once been mad at him, even as a toddler. Now, she will participate in family traditions, but it depends on the holiday whether she really puts her heart into it.

Daphne Lynn doesn’t show it often, but she really appreciates that her family is loving and kind, and loves her even when she acts like a devil child. She knows she can be a handful when she thinks about it, and she loves that her family loves her no matter how she acts and the mistakes she makes. She also appreciates that her birth family visits sometimes, but she has never felt bad about it. She has lived with her foster family all her life, and her birth family just seem like friends now.

Daphne is independent and hates for people to know she is hurt. Although she doesn’t enjoy being alone, she doesn’t like people to feel bad for her. She tries to take care of herself whenever she can. She tries to keep her pain to herself, and she deals with problems on her own to the best of her ability. And unless it is a huge tragedy, Daphne Lynn doesn’t normally linger on life’s difficulties. She finds a way to get through it as best as she can, but if needed, she will talk to her brother about whatever she needs.

Sample Roleplay:

Daphne Lynn looked through everything in her trunk, messing with the magical things she needed for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. She looked at the clock and realized that she needed to start putting her clothes in her trunk before she left. She began to clear out her closet, starting with tank tops and short sleeve shirts. She went from there to shorts, then Capri shorts, then pants, then long sleeve shirts. On top of those, she put in a couple pairs of pajamas. She put in a few hats, and began with her shoes. She put in three pairs of flats, two pairs of tennis shoes, a pair of flip flops, two pairs of slippers, and two pairs of converse. She put in her favorite teddy bear, and her trunk was almost full. She put in two hat, glove, and scarf sets, then look around the room. The drum set in the corner caught her eye. Of course she couldn't take the whole set, but she could take the drum sticks. Maybe she could play on the edge of a table or something. It might have just been her not wanting to part with them, but she ran over to the drum set, picked up the sticks, pushed them into the edge of her trunk, then closed it. It wouldn’t close all the way, so Daphne climbed on top of it and sat on it. She reached under her left leg and shut the lock, then did the same for her right leg. James walked into the room as she got off of her trunk. He chuckled and looked at her.

“Where’s your cat?” He smiled at his sister and looked around for the cat.

“I don’t know. What time are we leaving, anyway?”

“In a couple minutes.”

Daphne Lynn nodded but sighed. She was going to miss her family so much, especially James. She walked over to her bedroom door and called out for her cat. “Tiggy! Come here, baby!” She made a clicking noise with her tongue and a black cat with white paws came walking up the steps. Daphne picked up her young cat and smiled. She cooed about how cute her little kitty was then heard James laugh. She rolled her eyes and walked over to pick her trunk up off her bed. Before she got it up completely, her brother’s hand stopped her. He insisted that he carried her trunk, and told her to get her bag. He motioned to the desk in the corner of the room, where her blue Aeropostale tote bag sat on the chair. Daphne nodded and smiled. Her brother was always the gentleman with the ladies. She picked up her tote bag and followed James out the door, turning off the light and closing the door behind her on the way.

As the young girl followed her brother down the hallway, past the bathroom, her brother’s room, then her parents’ room, she blinked back tears. She would miss this all so much. Kissing Tiggy’s head, she walked past the family photos hanging in the hallway that her mother had promised to print off the computer and send copies of. When she made it downstairs, her father gave her a small bag with Tiggy’s leash, litter box, cat food, food dishes, and litter. Daphne knew that the house elves could probably give her everything she needed to take care of Tiggy, but let her parents give her this bag anyway; if it made them happy, Daphne would let them do what they wanted. She walked out to the car with her family and watched as James put her bags in the trunk of the car. They got into the car and James slid into the seat next to her. On the way, they talked about writing to each other, pictures, and all that.

When the car stopped, everyone got out. Daphne first went to her father and hugged him tightly. Without letting go, he spoke. “I’m going to miss you, Daphne Lynn. Promise you will write.” Daphne blinked back tears and nodded. “I will, Dad, I will. I love you.” Her father replied saying he loved her too, and couldn’t wait to hear from her. They held in the embrace, and Daphne just wanted to stay there. She wanted more than anything to learn about magic and go to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, but she hated to leave her family. Daphne reluctantly let go of her father and walked over to her mother, now the tears running silently down her face. She didn’t wear much makeup, because she knew she was going to cry.

Hugging her mother, they both cried. They said they would miss each other, and Daphne Lynn asked if there would be other people of mixed blood there. Mrs. Eliot said of course there would be, there were many people that had mixed blood. Daphne said she loved her mom and her mother replied saying that she loved her too. She promised to take pictures and write about Beaxbatons. Then she they slowly let go and the young girl walked over to her brother and hugged him.

“I’m going to miss you so much, James.”

”I’m going to miss you too, Daphne. Make sure you write. I want to know all about what you’re learning at Beauxbatons.”

Daphne said she would and that she wished he were a wizard and could go to school with her. She cried harder at the thought of not seeing James every day. She hugged him tighter and she kept saying she’d miss him so much. He rubbed her back, trying to comfort her. Finally, Daphne Lynn knew she couldn’t delay any longer. She let go, then hugged him again quickly, kissing his cheek. Then she did the same with her mother, then her father. She took her trunk and bag from her brother and headed for the carriage to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, crying the whole way.

[sorry if some things are spelled wrong, spell check isn't working. I used it on microsoft word, but sometimes it doesn't catch everything. I read through it trying to make sure, too.]

Must be Sournois

[hpber]

First Name: Alexandra (Alex) Marie
Last Name: Ber
Age: 16
Appearance: Blond hair, blue eyes, short stature, slim
History: Born October 31 in Paris to a witch mother and wizard father, both of magical descent (with Muggle a generation or two back) Alex showed early magical prowess when a feeding came a bit too late for her liking. Mme Ber found the bottle made and in the baby's cradle before she'd had a chance to prepare it. Her powers developed from there under her parents tutelage.
Personality: Alex is fun loving and enjoys the fact that she has magical powers. She has never intentionally used them against anyone and was taught early to respect others, especially her elders. Her parents introduced her to the Muggle world so she would have an understanding as to why the Wizarding world was so hidden, but taught her to have respect for Muggles as well. The family travels extensively within Europe, meeting family members throughout the continent.
Sample RP: "Alex woke up on her eleventh birthday to find a pile of presents at the end of her bed, topped with a letter on pale blue parchment with dark blue ink.
'Dear Ms. Ber.' started the letter.
'It is with great pleasure that we advise you that you have been accepted to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic for the coming school year.
'Term begins September 1, with students expected to arrive on said date. Your carriage will arrive at 11:00 am to escort you to the school. Accompanying this letter is a list of supplies you will require for the beginning of term. If you are unable to acquire these items on your own, please advise us with your return owl.
'Congratulations and we will see you on September 1.
Mme Maxime, Headmistress, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Alex was stupefied. She knew from a young age that she would be going to Beauxbatons, but getting the letter made it so much more real. Her parents would be proud."

Please change your display name so it matches the name given in the application.
I have changed my display name to match my character's name. I await my sorting, thank you.[/color]

The appearance needs to be longer, at least a paragraph. Also, it seems to be unorganized. The history could be lengthened, and the personality as well since I dont think you have enough in either.

[esmeraldastone]

First Name:Esmeralda
Last Name:Palmer
Age:18
Appearance:Veela, like her mother
History:On the 6th day of December in the year 1986, a baby girl was born to Henry and Nicolette Palmer. This was a magical day, for Nicolette had dreamed and wanted a baby girl for years but was unable to produce one. Now that her bundle of joy was born, she swore to spoil and lavish the baby girl, Esmeralda Katarina Palmer.

Born into a wealthy magical family, Esmeralda was the only girl out of her four siblings. She dreamed of having a sister but was overruled when her youngest sibling, Nathaniel, was born. Esmeralda had to deal with her brothers' torment till the day she turned 11. That was the day she received her acceptance letter to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Esmeralda was thrilled to have been accepted into the most prestigious Academy of Magic. She knew her family was made up of powerful witches and wizards but she always had somewhat of a doubt that she wouldn't get into any school. But that all changed when she received her letter. She was ecstatic and rubbed it in her brothers' faces that she had gotten in. All of her siblings, except Nathaniel, were students of Beauxbatons. This pleased Esmeralda because she knew that if she were scared or confused she could proceed to one of her brothers for advice and security.
Personality:Vivacious, Outgoing, Intelligent, Beautiful, Hard-Headed.
Sample RP:
1/2
The first day at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was a bit frightening. Everything seemed much bigger than what it really was. But at the time, Esmeralda was only 4'5", which was normal for an eleven year old girl. But still she seemed to feel out of place. Like anything she touched would come crashing down onto her and either collapse and break or hurt her. So it was to be expected that she was late to her classes. And each time she was late she was warned not to be tardy any more. This upset Esmeralda and she had turned to her older brother, Louis, for advice and support. He soothed her in a way that made you feel as if you had just taken a drug that would make you feel as if you were on Cloud Nine the rest of your life. Maybe it was a spell that he used to calm her down,or maybe he spiked her tea when she wasn't looking.

That first year at Beauxbatons, Esmeralda was absent-minded, careless, afraid. But as the years wore on, she became her once pre-Beauxbatons vivacious, witty, cunning self. Esmeralda met several friends and became the center of attention almost immediately in her third year. This pleased Esmeralda. Her two oldest brothers, Peyton and Peter, were now proud graduates and were settling down. This gave Esmeralda freedom and room to rule her grade. Without her oldest brothers around, Esmeralda was able to become her true self without worry of what her brothers would think.

2/2
Esmeralda awoke when she heard an unfamiliar tapping outside her dormitory. She sat up and pulled a lock of her from her face and stepped gently out of bed. She looked around to see if her roommate Carmen was in bed. Sadly she was not. So Esmeralda assumed that it was Carmen tapping lazily and sleepily on the door.

"Hold your horses. I'm coming Car." Esmeralda mumbled as she unlocked the door. She pulled the door open to see that it was not Carmen begging to come inside, but it was Madame Maxime.This was odd. The Headmistress never came to talk to Esmeralda. Esmeralda looked up at her Headmistress in shock and stumbled for the correct words. Esmeralda looked like a child seeing a lion for the first time, scared of her wits.

"Madame, What-What.... is it?" Esmeralda said as she scrambled the words in her brain, trying to make them form sentences. She was so nervous and now worried that Carmen was not in bed. Would Esmeralda have to lie and say that Carmen went to the loo for some privacy because her stomach was not agreeing with her?


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[esmeraldastone]

First Name:Esmeralda
Middle Name:Katarina
Last Name:Palmer
Age:18
Appearance:Veela, like her mother
History:On the 6th day of December in the year 1986, a baby girl was born to Henry and Nicolette Palmer. This was a magical day, for Nicolette had dreamed and wanted a baby girl for years but was unable to produce one. Now that her bundle of joy was born, she swore to spoil and lavish the baby girl, Esmeralda Katarina Palmer.

Born into a wealthy magical family, Esmeralda was the only girl out of her four siblings. She dreamed of having a sister but was overruled when her youngest sibling, Nathaniel, was born. Esmeralda had to deal with her brothers' torment till the day she turned 11. That was the day she received her acceptance letter to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Esmeralda was thrilled to have been accepted into the most prestigious Academy of Magic. She knew her family was made up of powerful witches and wizards but she always had somewhat of a doubt that she wouldn't get into any school. But that all changed when she received her letter. She was ecstatic and rubbed it in her brothers' faces that she had gotten in. All of her siblings, except Nathaniel, were students of Beauxbatons. This pleased Esmeralda because she knew that if she were scared or confused she could proceed to one of her brothers for advice and security.
Personality:Vivacious, Outgoing, Intelligent, Beautiful, Hard-Headed.
Sample RP:
1/2
The first day at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was a bit frightening. Everything seemed much bigger than what it really was. But at the time, Esmeralda was only 4'5", which was normal for an eleven year old girl. But still she seemed to feel out of place. Like anything she touched would come crashing down onto her and either collapse and break or hurt her. So it was to be expected that she was late to her classes. And each time she was late she was warned not to be tardy any more. This upset Esmeralda and she had turned to her older brother, Louis, for advice and support. He soothed her in a way that made you feel as if you had just taken a drug that would make you feel as if you were on Cloud Nine the rest of your life. Maybe it was a spell that he used to calm her down,or maybe he spiked her tea when she wasn't looking.

That first year at Beauxbatons, Esmeralda was absent-minded, careless, afraid. But as the years wore on, she became her once pre-Beauxbatons vivacious, witty, cunning self. Esmeralda met several friends and became the center of attention almost immediately in her third year. This pleased Esmeralda. Her two oldest brothers, Peyton and Peter, were now proud graduates and were settling down. This gave Esmeralda freedom and room to rule her grade. Without her oldest brothers around, Esmeralda was able to become her true self without worry of what her brothers would think.

2/2
Esmeralda awoke when she heard an unfamiliar tapping outside her dormitory. She sat up and pulled a lock of her from her face and stepped gently out of bed. She looked around to see if her roommate Carmen was in bed. Sadly she was not. So Esmeralda assumed that it was Carmen tapping lazily and sleepily on the door.

"Hold your horses. I'm coming Car." Esmeralda mumbled as she unlocked the door. She pulled the door open to see that it was not Carmen begging to come inside, but it was Madame Maxime.This was odd. The Headmistress never came to talk to Esmeralda. Esmeralda looked up at her Headmistress in shock and stumbled for the correct words. Esmeralda looked like a child seeing a lion for the first time, scared of her wits.

"Madame, What-What.... is it?" Esmeralda said as she scrambled the words in her brain, trying to make them form sentences. She was so nervous and now worried that Carmen was not in bed. Would Esmeralda have to lie and say that Carmen went to the loo for some privacy because her stomach was not agreeing with her?

[veanna]

First Name: Veanna
Last Name: Roberts
Age: Eighteen
Appearance:

History:
Veanna was the eldest of two girls born to Craig and Danica Roberts and was a healthy baby. Quiet and reserved, she only cried when the necessary things were needed. As a toddler, she was all over the place and getting into things. Which was normal for a child that age to do. At night her parents read to her and like children do, she absorbed quite a bit of useless information at the time. By the age of seven, Veanna was a bright young girl and liked to learn all sorts of things. Always questioning her parents about why this? Why that? What Happened to so and so? Just the normal fifty million questions that raced through the young child's mind.

When Veanna turned eleven, she was accepted into Hogwarts. During her first three years at there, Veanna struggled trying to juggle so many things at once. She took seven different classes because she was curious about everything. Between her classes and homework, she hardly had any time for friends or boyfriends at that. Though during her fifth year, she cut back her classes down to four and was able to focus better on her studies and make friends in the process. She seemed to have no problem making friends, she had a bright cheery outlook on things.

In her Sixth year, Veanna worked hard to excel in her classes and hoped to be successful in school. Only to find out that later, her father was asked to work in France. So her parents packed up and moved to France, this meant that she would have to start over again. All the hard work that she had accomplished just to start back at one. She didn't have much of a choice, so she went along with it. After a couple of weeks of being in France, Veanna received her letter from one of the finest schools, Beauxbatons. Not quite so thrilled, but thrilled to get back to finishing school, she packed up and was sent to the school.
Personality:
Veanna is a well rounded young woman, she works hard in life to succeed and do the best that she can. Having always put everyone before herself, she has bent over backwards for friends and family, never asking for anything in return. She likes to have intelligent conversations with old and new faces. Veanna has always been the kind to make friends quickly, being sensitive to others feelings and emotions, she tries to be supportive. She has a great personality and is funny, she knows when to have fun and when to be serious about things. She makes for a great listener and is always willing to give advice to those who seek it. There will be times that you will find her quiet, mostly when she's reading a great book or just meditating.

On rare occasions has Veanna every showed her mean streak. She knows her strengths in that area and tries not to lash out, she will more than likely try to think through things first. However, she has made rash decisions resulting in severe injuries to the other person. Think of Bellatrix LeStrange mad, you can almost compare her to Veanna when she gets mad. So she tries to stray away from that side of her, which is why she tends to think things through. She doesn't take kindly to disrespectful people. Overall, she a sweet, loyal and loving woman who would give her life to those whom she cares about.

Sample RP:

After spending most of last night hanging out with her friends, Veanna was awoken by the early morning sun that shone brightly through the window of her room. Stifling a yawn, she arose with her arm covering her eyes so that she wasn't blinded from the rays of light that cascaded through the window. The seventeen year old turned her back to the light and looked around with an exhausted expression upon her face. Glancing over at the clock on the desk, she took note that it was nearly eight thirty in the morning. It was the weekend and she didn't have a single thing to do. So she was left with the choice of getting up for the rest of the day or going back to sleep. Well in this case, she decided that she would stay up since she was already awake.

Rubbing her eyes a little, she looked toward her closet thinking about what she would wear for the day. Maybe a pair of black dress slacks and a green silk shirt. Not wanting to waste anymore of the day away, Veanna stood up from the bed and walked toward her closet to decide upon her attire. Low and behold she found a silk green shirt and a pair of black slacks to go with it. With a smile graced upon her lips, Veanna lifted them out of the closet and headed to get a quick shower. A good fifteen minutes went by and the young girl walked out refreshed and dressed nicely. Doing a quick beautifying spell, her hair was dried and curled and her make up was put on lightly. Veanna wasn't one that enjoyed wearing loads of make up, she wasn't a barbie doll and certainly didn't act like it either. Giving herself a quick once over, then made her way out of her room to take the stairs down to the grounds.

The day was gleaming and yet it seemed like no one was out to enjoy it, though that would soon change. Jogging down the stairs and slipping by a few groups of people, she made her way down to the entrance way near the Great Hall. Veanna walked carefully through the crowd of people passing by her, yet over hearing the bits and pieces of conversations that she seemed to have caught while making her way through the hallway. Pushing open the door to the large mass of green, Veanna lifted her arm up to shield her eyes from the bright sun light. Only just enough so that she could adjust to it. It took a few minutes because the light was still bright and she had been sleeping in a dark room. Stepping out onto the grass she walked out and began to look around at the scenery. The lake was in view, so was the woods. All such a beautiful sight, at least from what she could tell anyway, but hoped to find out sometime soon.

Must be Rouerie

[kalypsolyallbinks]

First Name:
Kalypso (Kal, Binks, JarJar, 'Lypso) Lyall
Last Name:
Binks
Age:
Fifteen
Appearance:
Click
Height: 5'4 and 3/4
Weight: 108lbs
Scars: A bite mark on the side of her stomach and a few others from her childhood adventures.
Dressing Style: You never really know what Kalypso is going to wear next. One day, she'll be in a fancy sundress, flaunting off her long legs and the next she'll be in basketball shorts and a tshirt. She doesn't really plan what she wears either, she just throws on whatever looks comfortable.
History:
Mother: Apollo (Skarp)Binks, 33y/o, housewife/training to be a Healer
Father: Sebastian Binks, 39y/o, Auror
Siblings: Xavier Binks, 10y/o, home schooled until next year, then he will attend BAOM
(M)Grandparents: Mother: Elpis Echo (Hepperd)Binks (Cook) Father: Artemis Kaelin Binks (Unspeakable)
(F)Grandparents: Mother: Julia Raine Leproso-Skarp (Healer) Father: Elijah Leproso-Skarp (Quidditch Player)

Kalypso grew up in a small town in Southern Ontario, Canada by the name of Coldwater, named mostly after it's cold water. Aha, only kidding. It was named Coldwater after the large river nearby, Coldwater River. The Ojibwa, having settled there first, named it 'Gis-si-nau-se-bing', which meant 'Cold River' or 'Cold Water'. Once the Ojibwas left the reserve in 1836, white pioneers came and named it the English version of 'Gis-si-nau-se-bing'. Anywho, back to Kalypso, she grew up in Coldwater knowing everything and anything about it's wonderful history. She also knew everyone in the town, as it was small and everyone knew everyone. Upon turning seven, her magical powers started to show, forcing the family out of the Muggle-inhabited town into a magic folk-inhabited village in Southern France. Also forcing them out of the Muggle town was her two year old, metamorphmagus brother, Xavier, who showed his hair-changing ability quite frequently, not being able to control it at such a young age.

Once the family had settled in their new home in Southern France, Kalypso's father, Sebastian, first went to the Ministry to see if he could get a job in The Department of Mysteries with his own father but was denied the job as the Unspeakables were not allowed to be related. So, trying again, her father started his training to become an Auror and one year later did become an Auror - a fabulous one he would say. Her mother, Apollo, took on the job of being a housewife but did start training to become a Healer. She thought it would be alright as she had been a Muggle Nurse back in Canada and her kids were very welcomed into either of Kalypso's parents' houses. Fortunately, they found her acceptable and is now almost completed her training on becoming a Healer. During the days when Apollo would be out at the Hospital, Xavier and Kalypso would stay mostly with their paternal grandmother as she was only a Cook and could work at home.

One day when Kalypso was playing in the small pool in her backyard at age 10, her Nana Echo watching over her, little explosions of water started to happen whenever and wherever she would touch the water - like miniature blow wholes from a whale. It excited her Nana Echo so much that Kalypso had taken her own power of Water Element Control, she joined her granddaughter, poking the water here and there, laughing and having a good time. When the good news was told to her parents and Xavier who had been out shopping that day, her parents laughed and clapped as Kalypso showed them her power by juggling waterballs that she had created. Over the next four years, she was kept out of school so she could be tought by her grandmother on how to control her powers and such. Then, a horrible thing happened. At sunset one day, when Kalypso and Nana Echo were playing in a nearby river, they were approached by a large werewolf, unknown by the both of them. When the time was right, he jumped on top of Nana Echo and Kalypso tried hard to help her, but only succeeded in having herself bitten horribly by the werewolf, along with her Nan.

Every full moon for the next year, Kalypso and her grandmother would go through the horrible evolution of human to werewolf. But, instead of hunting like the one werewolf that bit them, they would curl up in the basement and feed on raw meat bought earlier that day, containing to themselves and only themselves. A year and a month later, Apollo came home with the new amazing potion that could be used to fight off the werewolf evolution pain, even though they'd still become werewolves. Thankfully, Kalypso and her grandmother were now very tame werewolves and water element controllers. And Kalypso hoped so badly that when she went to her new school, there would be a place like her beloved basement to stay when it was the full moon. She hoped that she wouldn't be an outcast because of her elemental powers either. Kalypso just hoped she would fit in at her new school, at fifteen years old, being a werewolf and an element controller.

Personality:
Likes: Reading, Writing, Sports(Muggle and Magical), Dancing, Swimming, Animals, Water, Fire.
Dislikes: Any type of hunting, Being Bored, Quitters, Laziness.
Fears: Death, Butterflies, being alone in the world.
Dreams: To find a cure to her 'furry little problem'.
Weaknesses: Killing. Of being a water element controller: She hasn't perfected it yet, so she still can't control every water thing. Also, she doesn't know yet that a very weak point in her controlling is anything that has to do with Earth elements, like muddy water or just mud, sand, etc.
Strengths: Water, Fire.
Habits/Mannerisms: When she's thinking or trying hard to do something important Kalypso will bite/chew on her lower lip. She digs her nails into her palms when she's nervous, put under pressure, or when she's angry. When someone is lying, she knows as if the word 'LIAR' is printed across their forehead in big letters.

Kalypso is a girl of intelligence, hardworking, and athletic abilities. She loves to curl up with a good book, but she also loves to be outside and running and playing with her younger brother, Xavier.

Kalypso is a very shy girl and always has been, but that's only to strangers. Once you befriend her, she's loud and outgoing and loves to have fun. She looks innocent and pure but she's actually quite the troublesome to her parents when she's in a mood. She finds that if you're boring and quiet, you're not living your life right and you're never going to have fun. As a teenager, she does go through the mood swings, thought she does try to control it so if you see her looking frustrated and being quiet, that's what she's doing. She's also very clumsy, taking after her Papi Elijah, tripping over everything and always getting caught up like a mermaid in a fishing net.

Kalypso is just your average girl with dreams. She's ambitious, headstrong and will do whatever it is neccessary to get the job done. When needed be, Kalypso can adapt a somewhat cold personality and will lock herself away when she wants to be alone. She's very careful about what she says, thinking first before opening her mouth, though when she's angry enough she'll just blurt things out without meaning them. She really lets rip and gives them a piece of her mind, but otherwise she keeps her nasty thoughts about people bottled up. Her stubborn objective is so strong she could win an argument against Voldemort, if they didn't kill each other first.

She's also quite funny, in a sarcastic way, so if you don't like sarcasm I would suggest you not listen to most of her jokes. Even so, Kalypso is friendly and loavble and loves to be around people. In life, and time you enjoy wasting is not wasted, and that is a saying that Kalypso goes by everyday. She thinks that you should always live your life to the fullest and does so as much as she can. Life, she says, is something that sucks at times but rocks at others like a rockstar and you just have to know how to dress that rockstar. She loves to be friendly but you should never get on her bad side as she could blow up your brain with insults from all different languages and eras.


Sample RP: (from my other charrie on this site)
Crap. Falling like a rock dropped from a high tower, the almost half naked girl hit the forest floor, hard, smacking her knee up quite badly on a rough rock. Why were the roots of the enchanted forest's trees being so evil today? Maybe because the girl had being running among them for almost one hour straight and obviously had annoyed them enough. She sighed heavily and closed her eyes, relaxing for a moment on the cold, hard floor.

While she lay on her stomach, taking a breath before getting up, you could see that she was, in fact, barely dressed. She was sporting a white sports bra and black soccer shorts. Her feet were fitted in a pair of old Adidas, tattered and torn, with two years of experience. Some would call her a slag, not wearing much of anything, but her facial features had to diminish those thoughts, being so kind and so soft. The soft blue eyes and soft lips giving off a kind of aura of kindness.

In one swift movement, she got to her feet and brushed herself off, ridding her clothes of dust and dirt. When she got to her knees, she noticed a big scrap on her left knee, bright red sticking out on her slightly tanned skin. Rolling her eyes, she ignored it and straightened, then took off running again, this time heading for the gardens of the courtyard. Hopefully she wouldn't trip again as she favoured her long legs and wouldn't like them to be completely scarred up, though they were half way there.

Once she hit the sunlight, her sandy blond hair and blue eyes glowed like god had touched them. Some would say beautiful, she would say boring and mainstream, as most people had blond hair and blue eyes these days. She ran through the the flowers, admiring their beauty, but slowed as she saw one hunk handsome young man, glowing like an angel, holding a pure white rose. The girl slowed to a stop, right beside him and taking in the snow white beauty of it.

"That is one pretty rose," she said breathlessly, from both the excursion and the admiration.

What are her weaknesses of being a water element controller? Plus underline them so I know where they are.
I underlined and made it larger.

Must be Cossu

[esmeraldastone]

First Name:Esmeralda
Last Name:Palmer
Age:18
Appearance:Veela, like her mother
History:On the 6th day of December in the year 1986, a baby girl was born to Henry and Nicolette Palmer. This was a magical day, for Nicolette had dreamed and wanted a baby girl for years but was unable to produce one. Now that her bundle of joy was born, she swore to spoil and lavish the baby girl, Esmeralda Katarina Palmer.

Born into a wealthy magical family, Esmeralda was the only girl out of her four siblings. She dreamed of having a sister but was overruled when her youngest sibling, Nathaniel, was born. Esmeralda had to deal with her brothers' torment till the day she turned 11. That was the day she received her acceptance letter to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Esmeralda was thrilled to have been accepted into the most prestigious Academy of Magic. She knew her family was made up of powerful witches and wizards but she always had somewhat of a doubt that she wouldn't get into any school. But that all changed when she received her letter. She was ecstatic and rubbed it in her brothers' faces that she had gotten in. All of her siblings, except Nathaniel, were students of Beauxbatons. This pleased Esmeralda because she knew that if she were scared or confused she could proceed to one of her brothers for advice and security.
Personality:
Likes- She likes to read, shop, and hang out with her friends.
Dislikes- She does not like hearing people talk bad about other people behind their backs.
Fears- Losing a brother.
Dreams- She wants to be a professor at Beauxbatons one day.
Strengths- English, Dark Arts, Dogs, and her Friends.
Weaknesses- Cats, Guinea Pigs, Her annoying younger brother, and Professors.
Esmeralda is the sort of teenager who is spoiled. Thus she is vivacious, hard-headed, intelligent, yet loyal. Although she has everything handed to her when asked, she has learned that in order for people to like her, she must trust them and respect them. She quickly learned that when she was nine years old. But she can get an attitude pretty quick still. She's learning and trying to make it easier for everyone.


Sample RP:
1/2
The first day at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was a bit frightening. Everything seemed much bigger than what it really was. But at the time, Esmeralda was only 4'5", which was normal for an eleven year old girl. But still she seemed to feel out of place. Like anything she touched would come crashing down onto her and either collapse and break or hurt her. So it was to be expected that she was late to her classes. And each time she was late she was warned not to be tardy any more. This upset Esmeralda and she had turned to her older brother, Louis, for advice and support. He soothed her in a way that made you feel as if you had just taken a drug that would make you feel as if you were on Cloud Nine the rest of your life. Maybe it was a spell that he used to calm her down,or maybe he spiked her tea when she wasn't looking.

That first year at Beauxbatons, Esmeralda was absent-minded, careless, afraid. But as the years wore on, she became her once pre-Beauxbatons vivacious, witty, cunning self. Esmeralda met several friends and became the center of attention almost immediately in her third year. This pleased Esmeralda. Her two oldest brothers, Peyton and Peter, were now proud graduates and were settling down. This gave Esmeralda freedom and room to rule her grade. Without her oldest brothers around, Esmeralda was able to become her true self without worry of what her brothers would think.

2/2
Esmeralda awoke when she heard an unfamiliar tapping outside her dormitory. She sat up and pulled a lock of her from her face and stepped gently out of bed. She looked around to see if her roommate Carmen was in bed. Sadly she was not. So Esmeralda assumed that it was Carmen tapping lazily and sleepily on the door.

"Hold your horses. I'm coming Car." Esmeralda mumbled as she unlocked the door. She pulled the door open to see that it was not Carmen begging to come inside, but it was Madame Maxime.This was odd. The Headmistress never came to talk to Esmeralda. Esmeralda looked up at her Headmistress in shock and stumbled for the correct words. Esmeralda looked like a child seeing a lion for the first time, scared of her wits.

"Madame, What-What.... is it?" Esmeralda said as she scrambled the words in her brain, trying to make them form sentences. She was so nervous and now worried that Carmen was not in bed. Would Esmeralda have to lie and say that Carmen went to the loo for some privacy because her stomach was not agreeing with her?

If you arent going to include a picture in the appearance, then you need to make the appearance a paragraph long.

[imogen99]

First Name:
Imogen

Middle Name:
Ella

Last Name:
Miller

Age:
17

Appearance:


History:
Imogen was born on the 3rd of January 1895. Her mother and father were both pure-bloods, and with this they taught Imogen everything she knows. Thats what she had been told anyway. Her name then wasn't Imogen, she doesn't remember much about her life, she doesn't remember who her mother and father actually were, their names or how old they were. Nothing. All she knows is what Ella told her.
Imogen was killed in 1912, at the age of 17, she was dying of consumption and given the choice to either take on the life of a vampire, or die a slow and painful death.
As anyone would, given that choice, she took the offer and was turned by her mentor and mother figure Ella Miller.
Ella renamed Imogen, and filled her in on as much information about Imogen's life before death as she could.
She learnt how to control her thirst and live amongst others without complications.
After living for so long amongst muggles in England, where she had lived since she was born and killed, Ella and Imogen decided to move over seas, to France, for a change of scenery and a new beginning.
With this, Imogen took it upon herself to learn the full extent of her powers and learn more about her magical abilities, by applying to enrol in Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.


Personality:
Imogen is quite easy to get along with, once you crack the outer shell. She likes to keep herself to herself, and finds it hard to reveal her true feelings after learning how to hide her true self away from prying eyes.
She can have her moments and urges for human blood but would never give in to them.
Crossing her on a bad day may lead to being met by rudeness and anger, but bad days only last a little while before shes back to her normal self.
She finds humans fasinating and watches to learn with eagerness.
She isnt scared of a fight, and pick one with her you will be sure to regret it.

Likes:
Horse riding
Listening to music
Meeting new people
Reading
Learning

Dislikes:
Bullies
Disloyalty
Fakes
Shopping
Confrontation

Sample RP:
Imogen awoke with a start.
She stared across the room to the blank white wall on the otherside.
She was hungry.
She changed into her everyday clothes and jumped out of the window and into the forest.
She couldnt see anyone today, not until she had regained control.
Quietly Imogen waited inbetween bushes and trees, hiding her scent from any oncoming prey.
Patiently she stood there, listening and watching.
Then out of no where, a young muntjack deer appeared.
Imogen waited, taking a moment to survey the situation, and then within a split second, lept to claim her meal.
Once her hunger was satisfied, Imogen lay down the deer gentley, then turned away to head back to the house.
She let out a sigh, she regretted every kill she made, but there was no other way for her to survive, or live amongst humans.
This was how she lived.


Must be Rouerie

[danb12]

First Name: Joseph
Last Name: Porter
Age: 13
Appearance:
Joseph is 5'6 and weighs 114 lbs. He has blonde hair which makes him look cute which means some girls usually flock around him. He prefers to rock out though and he has a typical rockstar look.
History: Born on May 15th 1995, Joseph is the second oldest child of Richard Porter and Helena Porter (nee daniels). He has an older sister called Louisa Aimee Porter who is 19. He also has a younger brother called Kieran Ethan Porter who is 10. He is also has 2 sisters who are twins called Lily Rose Porter and Poppy Ruby Porter who are 6.

Helena is a pure-blood witch and in her younger years she attended Beauxbatons academy of magic. She tries really hard to keep her blood heritage a secret from Richard as she knows he is a muggle which means all of the porter family are half bloods. When in the muggle world, Helena is a director of stage shows which is how she met Richard. He was playing the part of Sam Carmichael in "mamma mia" which Helena was directing. Backstage in the dressing room, Helena and Richard stared lovily into each other's eyes and fell in love with each other. The next night, another member found Richard and Helena in the costume cupboard sharing an intimate moment. After that show, Richard got down on one knee and proposed to Helena, not knowing that she was a witch. They got married and went on their honeymoon to spain. This all happened in 1987.

The Porters settled into married life for 2 years until October 14th when Helena started complaining of stomach pains. She announced that she was 7 months pregnant with a girl. Two months later on December 2nd, Helena gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who she named Louisa Aimee Porter. The family settled into family life for 6 years until Helena complained of stomach pains again and announced in January that she was 4 months pregnant with a boy. On the 15th of May, Helena gave birth to a little boy who she named Joseph Edwin Porter. The porter family settled into family life again for 3 years until May 1998 just two days after Josephs 3rd birthday, Helena complained of stomach pains and then announced to her family that she was 7 months pregnant with another boy. On July the 5th 1998, Helena gave birth to another little boy who she named Kieran Ethan Porter. Helena, Richard and the kids settled back into family life for 4 years until December 2002 when Helena complained of searing stomach pains and announced she was pregnant with identical twin girls. On January 10th Helena was ushed to hospital with intense searing pain and realised the twins were coming a day earlier than expected. The hospital performed a C-section and the twins were born. Helena named them Lily Rose Porter and Poppy Ruby Porter. After the twins were born by ceasarean section, Helena had a hysterectomy so she can't have any more kids now.

Fast forward!! it is now 2009. Louisa is 19, Joseph is 15, Kieran is 10 and the twins have just turned 6. Joseph has just got the invitation to attend beauxbatons and can't wait to arrive but he is going to miss his friends and family. He is hoping to find a girlfriend and maybe some friends.
Personality:
Strengths
Intelligent Joseph is very intelligent but he doesn't boast about it. He usually knows the answer as soon as the teacher has asked the question. When he was in muggle school, he was put in gifted and talented and hopes to bring his intelligence to Beauxbatons. He is usually found reading a book or practising his acoustic guitar
Talented Joseph is also quite talented as he can play guitar, piano, drums, saxophone and trumpet. His main instrument is the guitar though. He is also an excellent singer and actor. He is quite good at dancing although he isn't as good as his cousin Lucy.
Funny Joseph is a bit of a prankster as he likes playing tricks especially on his cousin Lucy and younger siblings. He loves to tell jokes and usually gets a laugh from the people he's telling the joke to.
Weaknesses
Shy and quiet Joseph is quite shy even though he tells jokes to people. He only really talks to people he knows and would rather hide away when he sees someone he doesn't know. He's usually found sitting quietly in a corner reading a book.
unlucky Joseph is also quite unlucky as something bad ahppens to him or his family when he has done something bad. He can also be unlucky in love and hasn't had a girlfriend in ages.
unpopular Joseph is quite unpopular as his jokes usually distract the popular people from talking to him. He is friendly and tries to talk to the populars but they just push him away.
Sample RP: Joseph woke up from a long sleep in his green 4 poster bed with a guitar patterned dark green duvet and silk green pillows. He got out of his bed, went to his wardrobe and got a green guitar print towel and his rockstar dressing gown. He walked to the bathroom, checked that noone was inside, then walked in, locked the door, stripped off and stepped into the shower. After his shower, Joseph dryed himself with the towel and put his dressing gown back on (with his pants underneath) and walked back to his bedroom. He went over to the wardrobe and changed into a green polo shirt with white stripes and a pair of blue denim jeans. He grabbed his blue adidas suitcase and green adidas rucksack and went downstairs. He went into the kitchen and ate his breakfast -which was cornflakes- and scoffed it down. He put his blue reebok sneakers on as he heard the horn of the carriage. He grabbed his suitcase and rucksack and then ran outside with his suitcase and rucksack and got into the carriage.

Joseph put his school robes over his normal clothes during the carriage ride to Beauxbatons and read a book for the remaining of the journey. 15 minutes later, they arrived at Beauxbatons and Joseph got out of the carriage with his rucksack and suitcase. He put his rucksack on his back and wheeled his suitcase through the courtyard to the entrance hall. "woah, this is a big place," he thought to himself as he saw some other first years waiting in the entrance hall. He put his stuff with the other first years stuff and stood by a pillar. A few minutes later, someone came out of the great hall and asked the first years to get into a queue. Joseph made sure he was near the end. As the first years went into the great hall, Joseph could see the sorting cloak on a coat peg. Each first year had their turn at being sorted. Then it came to Joseph's turn. He wondered, "what house am i going to be in?"

You skipped quite quickly through his history and should probably think of developing it further, as you only ever described the births of each child in the family. You also used phrases like 'settled into family life' 'he is quite [insert trait here]' a lot in your history and personality and should elaborate on your speech usage more.
Must be Rouerie.

[esmeraldastone]

First Name:Esmeralda
Last Name:Palmer
Age:18
Appearance:Veela, like her mother
History:On the 6th day of December in the year 1986, a baby girl was born to Henry and Nicolette Palmer. This was a magical day, for Nicolette had dreamed and wanted a baby girl for years but was unable to produce one. Now that her bundle of joy was born, she swore to spoil and lavish the baby girl, Esmeralda Katarina Palmer.

Born into a wealthy magical family, Esmeralda was the only girl out of her four siblings. She dreamed of having a sister but was overruled when her youngest sibling, Nathaniel, was born. Esmeralda had to deal with her brothers' torment till the day she turned 11. That was the day she received her acceptance letter to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Esmeralda was thrilled to have been accepted into the most prestigious Academy of Magic. She knew her family was made up of powerful witches and wizards but she always had somewhat of a doubt that she wouldn't get into any school. But that all changed when she received her letter. She was ecstatic and rubbed it in her brothers' faces that she had gotten in. All of her siblings, except Nathaniel, were students of Beauxbatons. This pleased Esmeralda because she knew that if she were scared or confused she could proceed to one of her brothers for advice and security.
Personality:
Likes- She likes to read, shop, and hang out with her friends.
Dislikes- She does not like hearing people talk bad about other people behind their backs.
Fears- Losing a brother.
Dreams- She wants to be a professor at Beauxbatons one day.
Strengths- English, Dark Arts, Dogs, and her Friends.
Weaknesses- Cats, Guinea Pigs, Her annoying younger brother, and Professors.
Esmeralda is the sort of teenager who is spoiled. Thus she is vivacious, hard-headed, intelligent, yet loyal. Although she has everything handed to her when asked, she has learned that in order for people to like her, she must trust them and respect them. She quickly learned that when she was nine years old. But she can get an attitude pretty quick still. She's learning and trying to make it easier for everyone.


Sample RP:
1/2
The first day at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was a bit frightening. Everything seemed much bigger than what it really was. But at the time, Esmeralda was only 4'5", which was normal for an eleven year old girl. But still she seemed to feel out of place. Like anything she touched would come crashing down onto her and either collapse and break or hurt her. So it was to be expected that she was late to her classes. And each time she was late she was warned not to be tardy any more. This upset Esmeralda and she had turned to her older brother, Louis, for advice and support. He soothed her in a way that made you feel as if you had just taken a drug that would make you feel as if you were on Cloud Nine the rest of your life. Maybe it was a spell that he used to calm her down,or maybe he spiked her tea when she wasn't looking.

That first year at Beauxbatons, Esmeralda was absent-minded, careless, afraid. But as the years wore on, she became her once pre-Beauxbatons vivacious, witty, cunning self. Esmeralda met several friends and became the center of attention almost immediately in her third year. This pleased Esmeralda. Her two oldest brothers, Peyton and Peter, were now proud graduates and were settling down. This gave Esmeralda freedom and room to rule her grade. Without her oldest brothers around, Esmeralda was able to become her true self without worry of what her brothers would think.

2/2
Esmeralda awoke when she heard an unfamiliar tapping outside her dormitory. She sat up and pulled a lock of her from her face and stepped gently out of bed. She looked around to see if her roommate Carmen was in bed. Sadly she was not. So Esmeralda assumed that it was Carmen tapping lazily and sleepily on the door.

"Hold your horses. I'm coming Car." Esmeralda mumbled as she unlocked the door. She pulled the door open to see that it was not Carmen begging to come inside, but it was Madame Maxime.This was odd. The Headmistress never came to talk to Esmeralda. Esmeralda looked up at her Headmistress in shock and stumbled for the correct words. Esmeralda looked like a child seeing a lion for the first time, scared of her wits.

"Madame, What-What.... is it?" Esmeralda said as she scrambled the words in her brain, trying to make them form sentences. She was so nervous and now worried that Carmen was not in bed. Would Esmeralda have to lie and say that Carmen went to the loo for some privacy because her stomach was not agreeing with her?


I FORGOT THE PIC.

Must be Rouerie