Sorting (Term Twenty Three)

[mme. o. maxime]

To get sorted you must put on the blue cloak, pictured below, and it will read your thoughts to see what kind of person you are and to see what house you belong in. The cloak once belonged to Adora Rouerie, one of the original founders. She is the one in the picture below.

Sorting Cloak



Three houses' threads entwined
Within my cloth of blue
One thousand years of history
Have led us down to you
Which house do you belong in?
Rouerie, Cossu, or Sournois
Which will you find your kin within
You're sure to found out soon

Beneath the raven lies
A house of purest blood
The house of Boden Sournois
Takes only those bourgeois
Whom posess the parfait sang
It breeds those of arrogant mind
And those of blackest heart
Are sure to find their kind

Those who choose to join
the house of blue and green
The place for those of a mind keen,
Those students of Adora Rouerie.
A peacock is the house bird
And tradition is the word.
Most who make their home
Are clever, kind and shy
They are often found soaking up a tome.

Last of all, is the house
of those with creative thoughts
Whether be music, art, or poetry
Creativity is to be wrought
Of those who are chosen
for the home of Jocelin Cossu
With colors of the purest white and bluer than the sky
Cossu may be the one to pick
For your imaginative eye

These houses, three
Noble, each, it's sure
Whether you're clever, creative, or pure
We have a home for thee
Amongst the hallowed halls
Of Beauxbatons Academy

--Sorting Cloak Song by Bella Fiore

Important Links:
Beauxbatons Handbook
Required Items
House Histories
Site Rules

Reply to this thread to get sorted!

To be sorted I want you to fill out the code below. Also please don't go copy the traits directly from the history. Just write truthfully about your character.[/b][/size]

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[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Description or Photo is fine)
[b]History:[/b] (One paragraph needed)
[b]Personality:[/b] (One paragraph needed)
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*I need at least one paragraph for History and Personality, no exceptions. Longer if one paragraph doesn't explain things well enough. You can either write a paragraph or post a pic for the appearance of your character. For the sample RP, we don't need an insanely long RP(but two to three paragraphs would be nice), just a RP sample that shows your ability, it MUST be one with the character you are signing-up with, not from another site, thanks. As for age, no student can be over the age of 18.

A few pointers for your sorting application. Make sure that your history makes sense! Make sure that your character has flaws, no one is perfect period! Make sure that each section is long and strong enough.

[odetteswan]

First name - Odette
Last name - Swan
Age - 12

Appearance - Please see attached picture
Odette has long caramel Blondie hair and pale blue eyes, she wears a pinafore dress with a white puff sleeved shirt that has little blue ribbons on the end of the sleeves.

History - Odette was born in Château d'Ussé in France on Saturday 16th June 2000 at exactly 11 o'clock in the morning. Odette's mother is a veela named Anastasiya who spent most of her life living in Moscow, with her two older brothers Dima and Sergey, their mother was a pure veela and their father was a wizard who attended durmstrang. Odette's father is a pure blood auror named Marcus, he lived his entire life in London.

Odette lived a very privileged life gorwing up in a beautiful chateau surrounded by beautiful gardens where she enjoyed spending many days playing in the sun with her 3 younger sisters Irina (9), Yana (6) and Alyona (2). Odette spends every winter in Moscow enjoying spending time with her extended family and playing in the snow.

Two years ago her father was killed while working alongside great wizards in London.

Personality - Odette is a very happy despite the recent loss of her father, she is full of energy and enjoys nothing more than spending time playing sports outside. Odette tries her hardest to please everyone but she is forgetful and often clumsy. Odette loves to spend time with her friends but regards school work as a very important thing so won't abandon her school work to spend time with friends.

Sample RP - Odette quietly got out of bed trying not to wake her younger sister who was asleep in the bed next to her, she had crept in and joined because she couldn't sleep. As she crept out of the bedroom trying to avoid the uneven floorboard which had so often caused her to trip over her eyes started to water all could she could think about was the great hole which now made her heart incomplete, the hole which should be filled with love and hugs from her father.

She quietly walked down one of the many staircases in the place she called home, the stone was cold on her small bare feet but it wasn't even registering with her, her eyes were now filling with tears, it was exactly a year today that she had last seen her father, three days later he was dead and she would never see him again. There was a little cubby hole under the stairs that had become her place of refuge at times like this, she kept an old jumper of her fathers that she like to just hold that reminded her of him.

Life was different now her father was dead, her mother was always busy looking after the other children which meant that she often had to look after herself and find ways of entertaining herself throughout the day. Alyona was too young to remember their father and Yana didn't really understand that papa was never coming home. Her emotions often get the better of her an she had never really managed to gain control over them but that was just her veela side coming out and she hated it.

Could you please change your display name to match that of your character? Eg. odetteswan --> Odette Swan Then you can be sorted!

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[andrea thredson]

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First Name: Andrea
Last Name: Thredson
Age: 15
Appearance:


History:
Andrea was born on a cold December night. Her mother [Anne Swan/Threadson] and father [Rick Thredson] were both at her side in their kind of ran-down structure of a house. Growing up her family was rather poor. They made enough to get by [barely], but the three were still happy majority of the time. Andrea [as a child] would take up small jobs helping people with things so she could buy some toys and candy for herself.

At the age of five, her father was killed in his very first mission. Of course it was by an almost complete accident. They mean't to send him after a criminal, but not one as bad and sinister as the one they did - accidentally. She could remember holding her mom while she cried and whaled.

Time went by and the family healed. Near the rough age of eight, Andrea was growing and maturing, and her mother was getting back out into the social crowd. She met a man by the name of James Queton. Andi hated him all the way. His snarl. His face. His attitude. She could not stand to be around him. Her mother ended up marrying him, and moving into his manor.

The manor was absolutely creepy in everyway. It was always so cold and dark. That is why she was ecstatic when she received her letter. Her mother planned to send her but in secret so her stepfather did not get freaked out. Andrea did not really give a care about what he thought.

While at school, her mother and her stepfather bore more children. Marilyn Queton [4 years of age], James Queton [2 years of age]. Both were stuck up little brats like their father.

Personality:
Andrea loves to write and draw. She enjoys writing a short story and then sketching a picture of the environments and such so she could imagine what was what. She has a few close friends, and is very quiet, but if you come up and get to know her - she is immensely quirky and fun. She also has a dry/childish sense of humour. Another thing is she has a sarcastic side to her that she only reveals to her closest friends.
She believes that everyone is equal, and that everyone should get a chance at a successful life. Andrea is also kind of a geek. [she has the looks to fit it] She loves to read and this is where she summons her inspiration for writing and drawing. She also enjoys studying.

Sample RP:
Andrea awoke - rubbing her eyes. The room around her had blurred egdes, but she did not care. Throwing her blankets from her warm body, she got up and put on her bulky, black glasses. She hated mornings to the extreme. She could not stand to be around people that were happy in the morning. She actually found it quite obnoxious.

Walking through the manor, a cold draft blew through a nearby window. Andrea could not help herself but to shiver. It was almost always immensely cold in the North where she lived. She hated it. She liked when it was snowy and cold, but when it was just cold - she found it just completely annoying. Throwing on her robe over her night grown, she began down the curving stairs.

The aroma of bacon and eggs lingered in the brisk, drafty air. It hung like someone sprayed five things of perfume in the same place. Cutting from her imagination, the red head entered the kitchen to see her mom. They looked almost exactly alike, but her mother was more decrepit. It was only natural due to the fact she had more years on her life.

"'Ello mum," the girl said with her light, airy voice. Her eyebrows raising with each word.
"Good morning dear. Your plate is sitting in the dining room."
"'Kay, thanks!" She said, jumping from her seat into the large room.

The girl then feasted her eyes upon a large platter of morning type foods. She quickly grabbed majority of the food and began to eat. About thirty minutes later, she looked up only to realize she had eaten all of the food. She decided it best to retire to her room for a long nap before her mother realized too.
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COSSU!

[Callisan Silver]

First Name:Callisan (Prefers Cally)
Last Name:Silver
Age:15
Looks: farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6668465699_4d879c8509_o.jpg and short.

Persanality and History:Callisan is a bubbly,outgoing girl. She does not like being the center of attention.Callisan is shy untill you really get to know her.She loves to read.Callisan was born in Paris, she had a loving mother and father. A year later they extended there familiy and gave birth to a little girl Anna.

Callisan was overjoyed to have a little sister, but her parents spent all there time on Anna and forgot about Callisan. Anna quickly became the star child in the Silver family! One night Callisna and anna got into a fight so they took Callisan and left her there. Her grandmother told her somthing that changed her life. She was a witch. Callisans grandmother told her how her mother and father were a witch and wizard.A year after being at her Grandmother's she began seeing visions. She quickly told her Grandmother and she explained how that she was a seer.Her grandmother was also one but it had skiped her Mother.Cally never forgave her parents for leaving her.

Sample RP: "Anna that's my doll!"Callisan screamed at her sister talking her beloved doll back.Anna started screaming and there parents soon ran out of the kitchen into the livingroom, were the two girls were playing."Darling what's the matter!"Mrs.Silver whisperd to the little girl she bounced on her hip."Cally took my doll!"Anna screamed crying again.

"Hey that's my doll!"Callisan screamed at the 5 year old."Callisan give your sister her doll back."Her father said with anger raising in his voice."No"Callisan screamed clutching the doll in her small hands."I can't deal with you Callisan!"Her mother screamed tears running down her pale face."Why are you acting like this!"She screamed again."Callisan, go pack your bags."Her father said trying to keep everything under control.



Callisan quickly packing her small suitcase and small duffle bag. She ran down stairs to see everyone in the coats and shoes. Her fathertook the bags and put them in the back of the small black car.After a long drive they finally arrived at there Grandmther's house.Her grandmother was a skinny woman who had grey hair and smel like cookies. Callisan liked her Grandmother more than anybody. Cally's father quicky gave her bags to her Grandmother and said a a few words and walked back towards the car.Her parents and Anna left without any words exchanged. They didn't even look back.

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Please expand on your character's personality & history. Also, please review your RP Sample to match the minimum (3 paragraphs) and also please be a little more savvy towards punctuation in the future.

Again, please be aware of punctuation and grammar - as well as our minimum RP post rule in the future. Rouerie!

[beth spencer']

First Name:

Beth

Last Name:

Spencer

Age:

Seventeen

History:

Beth was the second born child to Amanda and Jason Spencer, and product of a love that most don�t experience. Her brother, Joshua, had always had a way for turning the tale into a fairytale romance. The pair met in Paris while vacationing and had serendipitously run into each other numerous times thereafter. The two of them hit it off splendidly, and as Joshua would tell it � it took some convincing, but Jason finally convinced their mother to go on a date in Paris with a stranger. Given the connection Amanda agreed, knowing well that it would night be a night she�d be likely to forget. Like all true love stories they kept in touch for a time, before slowly fading off into the dusty corner of the other�s life. That was not to be the end of it though. They�d met other people, but were reunited in Rome and could barely spare the time apart. Joshua�s favorite part in the retelling and one Beth has grown to know all too well, was the carnival. Amanda and a friend were together at a carnival, atop a ferris wheel, when Jason had approached yelling that he could not say goodbye again and that he needed to be with her. From there it had all fell into place, though they�d only met twice the two were gracious in each other�s company. So they�d fled and started anew in London, just the two of them.

They�d had a small marriage, one that many had whispered to be an elopement. It had not mattered to the pair, who only grew in each other�s love with each passing day. Within a few years, their love had brought forth a child and a growing family, with the arrival of Joshua Spencer. Joshua is Beth�s older brother and best friend. She doubts that there that will anyone that she will ever love more in this life � the two sharing a closer bond than most. Beth�s childhood was filled with memories full of bliss. It wasn�t likely that she could have wished for a better childhood. The two children had been sheltered in the love of their parents, spoiled with fresh baked cookies and kisses in their departures. As a child Beth spent most of her time with her brother. They had their rivalries of course, but still he was her best friend. Joshua had filled her with stories of romance, which she�d always thought he�d idolized, but he�d also awakened her to a sense of adventure. She grew up training in quidditch and any sport she could take part in. She also loved going on adventures with her brother. When he was not around she contented herself in the art of ivory keys. She loved the piano and spent all her free time learning and playing.

Beth had been near heartbroken when Joshua had left home to start schooling at Beauxbaton�s. It wasn�t because she hadn�t been happy for him; it was just that she�d lost her best friend. In those years she dedicated herself to the piano and wrote him letters everyday � constantly begging him to take her on some further adventure. Of course, when the time came she followed him to Beauxbaton�s. She was sorted Ravenclaw, ambitious and eager in all her talents. She flourished there, making friends and following closely in her brothers footsteps. Again, though, she was disappointed when he graduated. She stayed for a time, but after his graduation she decided to transfer to Beauxbatons. She wanted a different pace of things and besides, France was where her mother and father had fallen in love. Also, she thought that they might be more perceptive of her artistic talents, which she has grown in with each passing year. Piano, being one of her true passions.

Personality:

Due to a bright upbringing Beth is very social and is likely to get along with most anyone. She has an open and generous soul. Growing up with Joshua as a sibling you could expect nothing less. She loves everything to do with living. She is extremely connected to her surroundings and everyone that surrounds her; she has centered her life on her love for it. She is extremely active and is a fan of the outdoors. She�s been playing quidditch since she was old enough to ride a broom and has been exploring the outdoors since she could walk. Along with this adventurous nature, comes a spirit of competitiveness. If she sets her sight on something, you best know that Beth will do her best to get it. Climbing trees, hiking mountains, swimming � all of it. Her love knows no boundaries. She grew up loving nature in the company of her brother and it didn�t stop when he moved away. She is still intrigued by the beauty of life around her.

But of all things she loves in life, the thing she loves most is hearing. It�s not to say that she isn�t intrigued by her other sense, it�s just she has such a deep connection with her music that she sees it reflected in all of her life. Beth has always been drawn to the ivory keys, compelled by the beauty of its music. Even before she could play she�d sit at her mother�s side, eyes closed, but ears open as she played dozens of beautiful melodies. If there is one thing that Beth excels in above all else, it would be playing the piano. While she loves the competitive nature of sports, nothing soothes her like the melodies drawn from those keys. She spends as much time as she can spare at the piano, playing songs she�s learned, or developing something new. She doesn�t sing, or even write lyrics � only plays. Her love for sound does not stop with the piano though. When she is on her own Beth likes to listen to the outdoors, as nature is much like a song itself.

While her brother believes in true love and happily ever afters, Beth has always found the thought a little fickle. Of course she wants to lead a happy life and have someone close to her, but she doesn�t believe in love in the general sense. Soul mates and true love don�t fit into her idea of what love truly is. Unlike her brother she believes in being happy doing whatever it is you are doing. A happy ending doesn�t necessarily include a marriage and children, like her brothers traditional ideals. For Beth happiness is life, having a best friend to spend your life with. You don�t need to be in love, you just love. This is reflected in all her relationships, friends and family alike. Beth is extremely loyal to those she cares about. Her love for life and enjoyment has instilled her with a hint of sass, because that is exactly what she is � lively, bold, and full of spirit.

Sample RP:

Beth pushed her dark locks back behind her ear, as they fell before the features of her face, blocking her view. She wasn't far from the palace, as she had chosen not to stray off today, no need to be gone constantly. She pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her dark blue jeans as she stared into the water. It was refreshing to have such scenery within sight of the palace. Resting her head on her knees, Beth listened to the gentle trickle of the water, as her soft gaze following the water's rapids. It was so serene out here, it was nice to have a place to think. The dorms werequiet as well, but she grew tired of listening to the conversations which pursued there, it was better that she allowed herself some space and a place to listen to nature.

The air was chill, and carried the bite of oncoming winter but it didn't bother her, even in her cotton t-shirt. The trees still held some of the brilliant fall colors, though most of the leaves were scattered wistfully about the water's edge and floating down it's winding path. This was possibly her favorite time of year, but then she had grown to like and dislike them all. If the temperature continued as it was,Beth doubted it would be long before the first snow and the crest of the water first froze. it seemed already they were waking to morning frost as the morning and nights were much colder.

Beth plucked a dying piece of grass from the loose earth and wrapped it gently around her finger, examining it as though it would have something more to offer her. She knew it would not, but she liked the texture of it against her skin. A smile lit her lips as a bird cooed softly above her, then another, and another. This was what she loved most about nature.

Cossu will do well for you.

[¤ Catrienne Aglaya Amorette ¤]

First Name
Iriea Blanchette Catrienne

Middle Name
Aglaya

Last Name
Amorette

Age
14.5
(At this age, all fairies begin to look like 17 and age very slowly afterwards)

Appearance
Brunette with Light Brown streaks
Dark Blue eyes
Light skin
5'2.5 ft tall

Birthdate
30^th of October

History

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(Iriea Blanchette) Catrienne Aglaya Amorette, or better known as Katrina, is the only daughter of Grand Duke Aurelius-Amadeus. Her father is Emperor Oberon's, the absolute monarch of all fairies, best friend and advisor. Her mother, who is half-witch, half-fae, is the great-granddaughter of the Emperor’s grand-uncle, thus making her the Archduchess according to the Fae’s monarchy. Despite having a living husband at Archduchess Florentina-Valentinette's sight and being the center of the Grand Duchess’s jealousy, she pleasantly agrees to be the Grand Duke’s lover. Once the news of the Archduchess’s pregnancy spreads, many know it is not the product of her and her husband, the Archduke, who title is not high enough speak up to Katrina’s father. The aristocrats do not how to celebrate the future’s child and what title she holds in society. Illegitimate children in the upper class are distinguished by having no dash between their two first names, and are neither rare nor popular, but Katrina is different case.

Emperor Oberon has no siblings, no children, only distant relatives, if he can find and claim them. When crowned as the sole sovereign, he signed a petition requesting and promising himself to leave the kingdom under the Grand Duke’s care and absolute power if anything should happen. A few thousand years later, Queen Titania, who title is not Empress because the Emperor has no love, no trust, and no thoughts for her, still has not able to bear the kingdom an heir, yet she harms all the Emperor’s lovers. She is manipulated under the influence of the Grand Duke, who tells her to banish all of his best friend’s mistresses in order to preserve any heir produce by him within the highest ranks.

The birth of Katrina finally raises questions from the entire kingdom whether she is the new heir to the throne next the Emperor and her father under the petition. When that question eventually reaches the ruling class, the Convention of the Emperor meets and discuss, with the appearance of the humiliated Queen Titania, the angry Grand Duchess, and the pleased Archduchess. The Queen believes she has been fooled by the Grand Duke her whole life and starts to trick the Katrina’s maids to hurt her and to take revenge for herself, but none of her attempts is successfully accomplished. The Grand Duchess plans future accusations to exile Katrina when she is older, whether she will bear the Grand Duke and maybe the kingdom an heir or not. The archduchess’s worries increase every day, but she still happily moves in with the Grand Duke’s home more frequently. The feud between two highest ranked families is starting to get ugly when the aristocrats and the commoners begin to take sides. Murders and accidental death cause by the Grand Duchess and Queen Titania increase under any suspicions to aid Katrina.

In one of the darkest days of the feuds, the Emperor cries,” If it is a murderer who ends my days, then he deserves to perceive this madness... not my companion’s innocent child!”

The Emperor speaks with his best friend secretly to send Katrina to the human world and shield her from the fairies until it is the right time for her to understand and to come back. The Grand Duke is shocked to be parted from his daughter, but even upset more when he has accept her to be educated by any commoner and the powerless. Luckily, the Emperor has spoken to the headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, where her mother used to attend before she claims her title. It is the only magical academy to accept his request. Meanwhile, Katrina will be under the care of a courtesan, a royal teacher who specializes in court’s behavior and requirements for his/her rank, 8 royal maids, who are 750 years old octuplets but look 36, and a trained bodyguard of the Emperor, the forever 23 years old because of a sorcerer’s spell, Percian-Antonius. They will train her for everything she needs to know once she comes back, including homeschooling her and keeping her away from modern society’s freedom. There is one city, because of their beliefs and wealth, meets all the requirements for her safety, the growing Dubai.


Personality

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Katrina grows up as an arrogant, but kind-hearted person. She looks down on all uneducated beings and refuses to speak to them. She finds volunteering too tiring and unnecessary. She has found many friends and enjoys playing with some of them, but never once she has the heart to treat them the same way she treats the people with the same status. She blends in with all classes of society and has a sweet reputation. Yet every time she comes home, she has stories to tell and some people to criticize; which usually are the same people who find her like-able, but whose behaviors she considers unacceptable and calls them “the uneducated.” She likes gossips and finds spreading them to one another increase people’s trust to tell her the same. No secrets are safe with her; only she chooses what to do with them. But no one knows what she has done, and for her, life is good that way. We all find mean girls unapproachable, which exist within her group, but maybe if they know Katrina is the same as them, she will be downgraded to a hypocrite. Luckily only one finds out her secret.

“I don’t see how you can say the same thing as the people you hate right behind their backs,” exclaims Percian.

“Percy, they’re clearly not the same,” Katrina rolls her eyes.

“Fine. Similar. But you know you are a hypocrite. Maybe that will make you rethink.”

“I’m not low like a hypocrite. That is for the children of the less inferior society. I’m simply unwise, sometimes, which is forgivable for my age.”

Percian's perception makes her angry, but she smiles just to prove she's right.

She is a clever and mischievous for that is the only way she can get some money after spending all $1000 each month.

“You own me 85 Dirhams,” Katrina smiles sweetly.

“I took 70 Dirhams. You can’t fool me,” Percy stares back at her.

“Remember when I told you I also have an interest system? It’s when if don’t pay back the next day, your loan increase one dirham per day.”

“What kind of interest system is that?! I’d rather go borrow from a cut-throat bank!”

She is an intelligent girl and expects to get the best results on the diligent work she has done. She likes to think outside the box, which is her habit after all. It makes her teacher happy anyways. Her other favorite hobby is fashion. She likes to create things, like the fashion trends that were never thought of, and fixing broken things, including people. She has a sense of colors, and it makes her especially proud. Her natural talents help her academically, creativity, and many times, mentally.



RP

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One of the maids brings in a letter from Beauxbatons Academy. It is time for Katrina to move.

“If she is going to an empress…” Lady Noeilles, Katrina’s mentor, says, looking at the letter.

“ If? Is this not all the ‘practice’ for her to the throne? She has to fight a bloody battle to get there, before and after. If His Majesty likes her, which he will, she will live in a more lavish and competitive life than she already does. And who knows what will happen to her!” Percian interrupts.

“Calm down, boy. And no, of course it is not all the practice to get there. Many of us are mischievous, and many are kind. The girl has both of the traits, one in inside and one in the outside.”

“Maybe we should talk about this later, though I feel she deserves to know now.”

“Just her identity is enough. She will figure out her importance when she gets there. The school will protect her. Even the Queen can’t hurt in there. The problem is maybe the children. So I am thinking you should come along, as a student.”

“I know you’re gonna say that. I will speak with her.”


Percian finds Katrina swinging in the garden happily and approaches her. How am I going to make this plausible?

“We are taking a four to six years vacation in France. After all, we’re supposed to be there in the first place,” he says.

“Why are we not there in the first place?” Katrina looks confused.

“Well, um... Because it needs to be renovated. For a long time. Anyways, you should be excited. You’re going to attend a French school.”

She looks stunned, almost shocked. “I think I should excited," she replies sarcastically. "Going to school with all those ‘other’ people of society! Excuse me, I have to speak with Lady Noeilles. ”

Percian grabs her arm and soothes her hair. It is her favorite thing for anyone to do since her baby days. It makes her body feels pleasant and calm. “I am from the ‘other’ society…”

“Well, you’re different. You know me, and you’re like my best friend. They’re all using me for my wealth, and they think I don’t know.”

“Because they’re hu…. I mean, people are desperate, and that’s what they do. Someday, who knows, it may be you.”

“Well, at least you’ll be there,” she smiles and pokes his cheeks. Percian, however, wonders if he still will be there.

Katrina decides their transportation will be by train. They all think she is insane, refusing the personal jet. She says that she wants to look at the scenery, not the clouds….

They soon arrive in Cannes. Percian drives an expensive Bugatti Veyron to the newly renovated château located somewhere inside a pack of trees. She looks at her new home with pride. It is so peaceful in Cannes, excessively different from Dubai. She will enjoy this serenity for a while.

Lady Noeilles does not hesitate, and she pulls Katrina into the living room for a private talk. “You’re attending Beauxbatons next week. I want to tell you it is not a normal school. It is a school for special people.”

“You’re saying I’m crazy,” she laughs like it is a joke.

“Oh no, dear. Special, as in magic. I don’t know how to make this easy. But please, if you ask everyone in the house, they will tell you the same.”

“I know,” she giggles at her mentor like she is waiting for this moment, “I live in that house long enough to see all the things that have been done. The maids are careless, and Percy tells me that I’m a fairy like it's a joke. But I know it is true. I sneak when the maids work and at you when I leave after our lessons. I want explanations, but Percy insists it’s better not to know yet.”

Lady Noeilles looks relieve, like a burden off her head for a long time. “Percy never tells me, but it is alright now. You’re a smart child. I almost expect myself for you to know that. Almost.” She turns away in silence for a while and looks back again, “I must warn you that many won’t find you amiable when you arrive at Beauxbatons, whether they know your fake loving personality or not.”

“Why?”

“Because you are special, that’s all," she sighs and continues. "Anyways, there will be a carriage waiting for you, with others inside. When someone asks for your name, only say ‘Katrina.’ I will write you two letters and you can read one of it once you are inside, with Percian. The other one once you are sorted by the Cloak.”

“What?! He’s coming?! Why? He is much older, is he not?”

“ Yes. All fairies and witches are, but you are special remember? He is your bodyguard. It's a long story dear... He is coming as a student and will be sorted in his old House that he has graduated from, if that is what he still is.” She quickly leads Katrina out the door and says Percian will answer every other question she has. Fear crosses her face, and it is so transparent that Katrina can see it very clearly.

Time pass, and she departs for the carriage to Beauxbatons. There are three other boys in the carriage, making her the only girl. She feels awkward, but Percian excitedly starts a conversation with the other boys. They aren’t so bad, she thinks and begins to read the letter. Inside, the letter explains what fairies do, what the social classes are, what class Katrina falls in. Although, still, nothing about her identity in the first letter. Finally, they arrive at Beauxbatons. As promise, she only goes by “Katrina.”

The students enjoy themselves looking at the palace, admiring it as their new school. Katrina personally thinks it looks fancy for a school, but definitely not as fancy when she has to share with a thousand other students. She enters the school. Her nerves are driving her crazy, and she crosses her arm to hide her anxiousness. She stands right in the front with Percian. He is staring at a young teacher, more like a substitute, sitting on one of the grand chairs, and she stares at back at him. No one is surprise at his arrival, as if they expect it, but she does. They must know each other well. A teacher holds a list of name and gives students direction for the sorting cloak. She sees her name in the first line, and when her name is called, some students stop talking and stare. Some smile and some are burned with hatred and disgust.

Walking up the ornamental stairs to the chair where the blue cloak sits, Katrina wonders what the cloak is thinking. Is it going choose her for the sweet and innocent girl everyone knows? Or is it her other righteous, childish, and devious self that many won’t find like-able?

She gracefully puts on the cloak and awaits the answer…

Exceptional personality, containing characteristics of both Rouerie and Sournois. But I think Rouerie will suit you well.

[Lily Lockhart]

<sub>First Name: Lily
Last Name: McG
Age: 13
Appearance: images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100716084429/harrypotter/images/4/42/Luna.jpg
(She is a Metamorphmagi, but this is what she mostly looks like)

History:

Lily was born on twilight to the parents of Amelia and Alistair, on the night of May 31st 2000.

The family were rich, so she was raised in a massive mansion in the outskirts of france. The threesome were happy for many years to come. But what Lily didn't know was that she was destined to have a downfall of sadness and lost, which will come in later.

She was a Metamorphmagi, which means she had the ability to change her appearance at will. Lily could change one morning into a boy with chocolate coated hair and emerald eyes. Her hair would also change to the colour of her emotion (like, if she was angry, her hair would turn bloodshot red) Her parents would disapprove of her being a Metamorphmagi, because she would pull pranks with them, like acting out the disgruntled next door neighbour.

Lily's dad loved experimenting, but sooner or later it went badly wrong.
Lily was eagerly watching her father making his latest experiment, which he said was anonymous, but Lily herself could name it. Lily was raking her brains for something amazing for the anonymous experiment, but then is when it happened. The experiment started toppling and it fell head first on Alistair. he was hastily rushed to St Mungo's, but he couldn't be saved. He departed his life that day, and Lily was deeply saddened. Her mother tried to cheer her up, but nothing would do this. This is how she is currently.


Personality:

Due to her loving and blissful upbringing, Lily is very friendly thus social. She has a love for drawing and music, of which she is usually found either playing guitar or drawing.
Lily is also a prankster, and she loves pulling pranks on others. She lost interest in this when her father died.
Lily has very few friends, but to those who knew her well, she was quirky and outgoing. She was an individual who stood out in the crowd.
Even though she experienced the recent loss of her father, this made her depressed a lot of the time.
Her favourite activities are drawing, reading, writing, pranking, and music.

Sample RP:

Amelia looked out of the antique window, and saw the tearful Lily playing on her Guitar. Is this the time to tell her, she thought. She has always wanted to go there. Amelia thought carefully for a moment on how she would phrase it, and then walked gingerly into the massive garden.

The garden was devoted among flowers. This is where you would find Lily in a time of depression. She would not be cheered up, nor would she listen to her mother. This also made Amelia, for the gloom of Lily’s would be infectious.

When Amelia walked upon to Lily, she looked up. Today Lily had Dirty Blonde hair, Sapphire eyes, and she was wearing a deep blue sea dress. The moment Lily saw Amelia, she cried:

“Mum, nothing you can do will cheer me up! Dad’s gone and that is that!” Tears were streaming down her eyes.
“Honey, you got a letter” Amelia replied. She passed the letter to the puzzled Lily and stood back. She knew what was coming.
What was this? Lily thought. She looked at the letter with a puzzled look. The letter was crisp gold...
“Open it then” Amelia said. She has a cheeky smile on her face.
Lily carefully opened the letter, not wanting to rip what was inside. As she took out the letter, she started reading what was inside:

BEAUXBATONS ACADEMY OF MAGIC

Dear Miss Lily,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Beauxbatons Academy for Magic. Enclosed with this letter is a list of supplies that you are required to buy for your first year.
Please join us at Paris where you will be escorted to Beauxbatons. Please don't be late.
Merci,
Olympe Maxime
Headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy for Magic

Lily looked up at her mother in amazement. Of all the people, she had been accepted! Amelia smiled, and so did Lily, and only seconds later did she get caught in a lions hug.


This was a month ago. Lily was now packing her bags, getting ready to leave her massive home. It was only moments later when she departed her home for Paris.

What seemed like a lifetime later of driving and boredom, they finally reached Paris, and there before them was a grand carriage with snow-white winged horses. A tingling sensation started in Lily’s stomach. She was going to the best school in France! She carefully walked into the carriage, and, bidding her mother good bye, she was off to Beauxbatons!

After a couple of hours (what seemed like an age of drawing, reading, and music) they reached Beauxbatons. The glistening crystal castle was in view, and that was going to be her home for years to come. She suddenly heard a sweet loud call from the crowd, shouting “First Years! Please follow me!” Lily walked gingerly to this woman, who had long steel black hair, which looked like it hadn’t been brushed in days, but she had a warming smile, which made Lily much better already. The group of First Years followed this woman, looking curiously around this new and exciting place. They followed her into a small and shabby building, which Lily wouldn’t have noticed if the woman didn’t point it out. All of the first years crammed themselves in the building, and then the floor went down and down, deeper and deeper, into whatever lay below. The floor landed with a “bump!” and the woman told them to stay where they were.

After waiting, the same woman came in and called them to come in. All the First Years, including Lily, walked into a diamond chamber, full of food, goblets, and curious people watching the first years closely. They stopped at the end of the chamber, and all of them were face to face with a tattered cloak. Lily was clearly puzzled, why was a cloak right in front of them? Was it going to attack them and they have to defend themselves? They all waited nervously, wondering what was going to happen. Suddenly, the cloak ripped part of itself, and started saying a poem about the houses. Lily finally understood. She had to put on the cloak and it would tell you what house your going to be in! As if part of plan, a teacher with an Emerald dress and long brown in a tight bun, said “When I call your name, please sit on the stall and put on the cloak. When the cloak shouts the house your in, please join that table.

“McG, Lily”

Lily jumped. She was the first person to put on the elderly cloak. She walked nervously towards the cloak. What if the cloak says nothing and that teacher pulls it off and says it must have been a mistake? All these what ifs flew into Lily’s brain. But she carefully put on the cloak and awaited her answer…</sub>

I believe she will do well in Cossu.

[Claire Page]

First Name:Claire

Last Name:Page

Age:17

Appearance:

History:As a muggleborn, Claire lived the first years of her life with both parents and an older sister in Paris. One day while commuting to work her mother and her sister were in an accident leaving her sister deaf. When this happened, they were left to adapt to this new way of running a household. It was always a quiet home now, even when speaking to her parents, Claire would use sign language.

In most ways she was a normal child. That was until she had started school and showed her first signs of magic. She was playing with the other children when she started to build impossible things with all of toys. After her parents heard of this they kept her home with her sister and taught her there. When her parents adjusted to this it became normal for things to go flying around the house.

Personality:Claire is short tempered and will snap at people but never resorts to violence. She uses her wits and cunning to outsmart them. She shields people out until she knows them well, this causes her to have a very small, very close group of friends. She is a cheery person when around friends, but confront her at the wrong moment and there may be consequences. She strives to be the best, yet sometimes falls quite short of expectations. She is organized and makes lists in her head to keep track of things. Claire is very bright and always ahead of her schooling. She hates change even the small things.

Sample RP:Claire walk the streets of Paris alone, waiting for the call from her mother that it was time to come home. She stood in front a shop window that she could see her reflection in and examined herself.

Her hair was blowing in the slight wind and the small amount of eye make-up she wore was smudged. Her favorite blue sweater was starting not to fit but she could never get rid of it. She always thought that she would never find one like it, so why not keep it?

Her phone rang in her pocket. She didn't bother to look at the number. She knew it was her mom. No one else every called her. "Hello mom...... I know I'm heading home now..........Love you too......Goodbye." With that she hung up and walked home for once just taking the city in, instead of just looking at it.

Please work to expanding your average RP's with your character as our paragraph minimum is 3 paragraphs. Otherwise, Rouerie!

[Evalynn Thomas]

First Name: Evalynn

Last Name: Thomas

Age: 15

Appearance:

History:

In some ways, Evalynn was a very privaliged child. In other ways, she wasn't. Although given all the luxuries a child could ever want or need, she found herself still unhappy in many ways.

Evalynn grew up in a small castle with her mother and father in the countryside of France. Things were very quiet and lonely at home. She was often forgotten by her parents, who could care less about their only child, and so oftentimes Evalynn would go days without seeing either one of her parents. The only person Evalynn seemed to ever come into contact with was the housekeeper/nanny, who taught her from home.

Evalynn was always a very intelligent girl. Growing up, Evalynn loved to read and learn. She excelled at every school subject she tried, and in fact had become quite bored with the material presented to her.

When her letter finally arrived, both Evalynn and her parents were thrilled. Her parents saw this as a way to get rid of their daughter, and Evalynn saw it as a way to escape.

Personality:

Overall, Evalynn is an extremely bright, caring, and determined girl. Being so knowledgeable, she can be seen as a know-it-all at times, but simply strives to do her best in everything and prove that she can do well.

Having such rich parents, and experiencing very little of the world, Evalynn can sometimes be judgmental of others and oblivious to their hardships. She is slowly learning to accept that not everybody has had the advantages that she grew up with.

Evalynn is also slightly mischievous, having quite a dark sense of humor. Evalynn is not afraid to speak her opinion, is extremely competitive, and often uses sarcasm when she talks.

Sample RP:

Evalynn stared outside the biggest window in her castle. She was surrounded by grass, lots of it, and that's all she could see. What more was there to life? She couldn't help but wonder. She had only been outside the castle very few times. Those were rare treats.

"Evalynn?" A voice called from down the hall. It sounded as if the housekeeper had been looking for her.

Evalynn sighed, realizing she had been staring through the glass for a long time now.

"Yes, I'm here." She turned away from the beautiful scene.

"Oh, good. Let's go finish your paper." Evalynn nodded solemnly. Usually, she wouldn't mind writing a paper. In fact, she enjoyed such. But right now, she was just not in the mood. Not in the mood for anything. She felt so down, so lost.

"Okay..." She agreed, reluctantly. As she followed the housekeeper back down the hall towards the study, Evalynn felt drained.

"Is everything alright?" The housekeeper asked. She nodded, not bothering to look at her. Dark thoughts clouded her mind. She felt very empty, like she craved something that was impossible to have. It scared her to think that no matter what she did, this void would not be filled.

If this was all there was to life, was it worth it?

Rouerie!

[Amanda James]

b]First Name:[/b] Amanda

Last Name: Jakobs

Age: Eleven

Appearance: She has dark blond hair that is somewhat long and has bangs. Her hair is slightly curly some days and extremely straight.

History: Amanda was born in Rue de Paradis to Alexandra Marie Delacour, and Jacob Jakobs. They are goth purebloods and Alexandra is decended from veelas. They both work in the ministry of magic. Amanda is 1/16 veela.
Amanda has an older brother named Charley, and a five year old sister named Emiliya. She has a pink pygmy puff named Ashley. Amanda used to go to a muggle school before being accepted to Beauxbatons. Her best friend Emmie is a squib.

Personality: Amanda is bery intellegent with her IQ of 151. She will sometimes read a book or solve a complicated math problem for fun. She is very creative. She plays, and writes songs for the clarinet. She also enjoys playing quidditch for fun.
She loves to paint and act. She perfers playing the more interesting roles to the main charachter roles. She likes to dance and sing. She practices dancing often, as she is often clumsy. She can also be somewhat stubborn and impatient.

Sample RP: "You'll never catch me!" Amanda said as she ran around Rue de Paradis trying toescape her friend Emmie. She stopped when she saw a sign in the quidditch emporium. 60% off all brooms! Amanda ran inside with Emmie. She found it rather humerous that Emmie would want a broom, as she had no magical ability, whatsoever.
"Its for cleaning my messy bedroom" Emmie said while pretending to sweep the floor with the cleansweep. Amanda decided to leave before she was tempted to buy another broom. She already had a perfectly good Nimbus 2000.
She looked around. She decided to pay a visit to Rose Formals. It was a clothing clothing store and would therefore have something unmaigical for Emmie to look at.
Once they arrived at Rose Formals, Emmie got a blue charm bracelet, and a matching pink one for Amanda. The girls decided to go home and call it a day. Ther were only six more days until Amanda left for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

[Claire Charrier]

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First Name: Claire
Last Name: Charrier
Age: 12
Appearance: Tall for my age, blonde hair, icy blue eyes, curls

History: Claire's mom was a smart and beautiful french translator. She traveled around France treating the tourist with kindness and love for everyone of them. Since she was gone for long periods of time, Claire was left with her alcoholic father. He abused her quite often.
Then, when her parents divorced, she lived with her mother until her mother passed away from a bee sting (she was allergic). Claire lived with her father's mother who wanted no part of her. Her grandmother sent her off to Beauxbatons.

Personality: Claire is a kind and energetic person. She smiles when it's not a happy time and she laughs constantly. She loves studying. Claire is friendly, kind, and a bit impatient. Being a quarter veela (see below for more information), she has a bad temper at times.
Claire is also clumsy, so she's not the best with potions or herbology. She can also get frustrated really easily. Claire has a bit of a romance obsession and reads the muggle romance novels when she isn't studying. Muggles don't fascinate her because she's lived with her dad and her grandma at different times.

Sample RP: Claire stretched her arms and smiled at the groggy morning. Her heart was pounding and she crept towards a long, black case. She opened it a stared in awe at the wand she had gotten yesterday, pear, 14 and a quarter inches, veela hair core, slightly yielding. Claire slowly creaked down the steps.
She thought of the magical Beauxbatons and the other students she would meet. The excitement over took her and she dashed to the musty old kitchen at her grandma's house.
In about thirty minutes, Claire had eaten sausages with her grandma and gotten dressed. She smoothed the folds in her pale blue dress. Claire waved goodbye to her grandmum and stepped out the door into the frigid morning air. Her hat, wrapped on tightly, stayed still as she ran to the nearby train station.
Claire followed the other students to the required platform and stepped on the pale blue steam engine.
This was the moment of a lifetime. The moment she would not forget.




Please expand on history & personality. Add a little about her Veela-ism. How much Veela is she, etc. Keep in mind that full Veela's are extremely rare, so if she is one please expand on her life with that as a background. Otherwise, please expand on your RP sample. Please try and avoid G-Modding (when you speak of the actions of other characters who are not non playable characters - NPC's - once you have been accepted).

Rouerie!

[Amanda James]

First Name: Amanda

Last Name: Jakobs

Age: Eleven

Appearance: She has dark blond hair that is somewhat long and has bangs. Her hair is slightly curly some days and extremely straight.

History: Amanda was born in Rue de Paradis to Alexandra Marie Delacour, and Jacob Jakobs. They are both purebloods and Alexandra is decended from veelas. They both work in the ministry of magic.
Amanda has an older brother named Charlie, and a five year old sister named Emiliya. She has a pink pygmy puff named Ashley. Amanda used to go to a muggle school before being accepted to Beauxbatons. Her best friend Emmie is a squib.

Personality: Amanda is bery intellegent with her IQ of 151. She will sometimes read a book or solve a complicated math problem for fun. She is very creative. She plays, and writes songs for the clarinet. She also enjoys playing quidditch for fun.
She loves to paint and act. She perfers playing the more interesting roles to the main charachter roles. She likes to dance and sing. She practices dancing often, as she is often clumsy. She can also be somewhat stubborn and impatient.

Sample RP: "You'll never catch me!" Amanda said as she ran around Rue de Paradis trying toescape her friend Emmie. She stopped when she saw a sign in the quidditch emporium. 60% off all brooms! Amanda ran inside with Emmie. She found it rather humerous that Emmie would want a broom, as she had no magical ability, whatsoever.
"Its for cleaning my messy bedroom" Emmie said while pretending to sweep the floor with the cleansweep. Amanda decided to leave before she was tempted to buy another broom. She already had a perfectly good Nimbus 2000.
She looked around. She decided to pay a visit to Rose Formals. It was a clothing clothing store and would therefore have something unmaigical for Emmie to look at.
Once they arrived at Rose Formals, Emmie got a blue charm bracelet, and a matching pink one for Amanda. The girls decided to go home and call it a day. Ther were only six more days until Amanda left for Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

Please change your display name to match that of your character before you can be sorted (with a space in between the two names please).

Cossu!

[Theo Acord]

First Name: Theo
Last Name: Acord
Age: 14
Appearance: tall, brown hair, green eyes, olive skin, thin
History:

Born on a cold winter's night in NYC, Theo never really understood what magic was. His parents, Amy and Maria Acord, loved him so much. Every night they read to him, and he loved him moms so much he would do anything for them.

As a young child, Theo had always dreamed of witches and wizards. When he was eight, he got a Beauxbatons letter but his parents disregarded it. "Phony." They called it.

He kept getting them every year, but they wouldn't let him go. Theo made the hard decision to run away and go. His parents searched for him, and just blanked out. They died on October 8, 2012.

Personality:

Theo is a kind, loving boy that is determined to stay on task at school. He is timid, though and can hide his true feelings. He likes younger girls. His personality can also be strong an he listens to only what can protect him in times of need.

Theo is also sensitive tot others' feelings. He can be a rough, rugged fourteen year old on the outside, but he is really a soft guy. He is not afraid to cry either.

Theo is a generally happy person. Most of the time he smiles. He can also be mellow and relaxed.

Theo is a flirt and is always has a crush on somebody. He is happy whenever a girls smiles at him, and he is giddy all the time.

He is very smart and skipped the third grade. He is constantly studying when he has the chance (if he isn't chatting up a girl). Reading is his favorite past time and never goes ANYWHERE without a book.

Sample RP:

Theo stared out of the Beauxbatons Carriage window. Thoughts raced through his muddled mind as he sat alone. The numbness of his headache felt worse as the raced through the countryside.

Girls had always been one of Theo's favorite aspects of school. He stared blankly around at the others around him. This is my life now., he thought. Theo glanced at a few Beauxbatons girls that may join him in which ever house he's sorted into.

Theo combed his unruly hair and fiddled with his supplies. Utterly bored out of his confused mind, Theo took a nap against the window of the carriage and dreamed happily.

A jolt awoke the sleeping boy as he cringed at the pain he felt. "Oof!" he groaned as he filed into a neat line and headed out towards the castle. When her arrived, his eyes widened in awe and he forever felt proud of himself.

Please expand his personality before you can be sorted.

Rouerie!

[rachel quimby]

First Name: Rachel

Last Name: Quimby

Age: Thirteen

Appearance: Long curly black hair and medium skin. She has brown eyes and is about the average size for her age.

History: Rachel was born to Alexandrea and Andrew Quimby. They both went to Beauxbatons as Cossus. They started dating in second year when they met at a party. They now work in the French ministry of magic.

Rachel has three sisters. The oldest one is a 15 year old named Alexis who is a genius. She graduated Beauxbatons three years early due to this. Sam is ten and is quite a prankster. She will sometimes pull pranks with her older sister Rachel. Six year old Julie is the innocent one of the bunch. She may have to attend Beauxbatons a few years late due to her low intelligence.

Rachel has a best friend named Amy Jakobs. They often go shopping in Rue de Paradis together. They also often play quid ditch together.

Personality: She performs well in school and is very creative. she is curious. She has learned charms from Alexis and does really well at it. She enjoys singing and music. She can sometimes be a prankster with Sam.

She always gets along with her sisters. She really enjoys playing quidditch. She is also courageous and loves archery. She enjoys horseback riding. She enjoys playing with her purple pygmy puff Ainsleigh. She also has a poodle named Kaboodle Doodle Quimby.

Sample RP: Rachel woke up that morning to the sweet smell of bacon and eggs. She looked at the clock which was pointing to 7 A.M. Rachel got dressed in her new school robes and headed downstairs. She was very excited about today. In only a few hours she would be in the carriage on her way to Beauxbatons.

She sat on the chair with the purple cushion as she poured some orange juice. She looked around the room. The only person there was her older sister Alexis. "Did you enjoy Beauxbatons?" She asked her sister.She wanted an idea of what she would be in for when she boarded the carriage and headed for Beauxbatons. "I'm going there in six hours" she added when she saw the puzzled look on Alexis's face.

Alexis told Rachel about her four years at the school. She had made a few really great friends there. Rachel finished packing her bags and went out for a little archery. She scored perfect on most shoots. She boarded her horse and started to trot to school. The ride was very long and lasted five hours.

Once they all arrived at the magnificent castle, they entered the entrance hall. To her right was a large auditorium. To her left there was a dining chamber in which new students were getting sorted. "Quimby, Rachel!" rang throughout the chamber as Rachel sat down on the chair and put on the cloak. It suddenly shouted...

Please expand her history.

[Felici S Flame]

First name: Felici
Last name: Flame
Age: 14
Appearance: She is petite with a slim frame. She has dark brunette hair that is long and wavy, and hazel eyes.
History: Felici Saffron Flame was born in Paris, on the warm summer's day of 26th August 1998, to Therva Flame (née Euclar), a worker for the French Ministry, and Xander Flame, an Auror. Their marriage united two of the most noble and respected pureblood families. Felici is the third child of five in the family: she has an older brother, Cedar (24), and sister, Allea (19) and a younger brother, Yves (7). When Felici was 4, the family relocated to Brest, North-West France.

Personality: Felici has been taught from a young age that education is the way up in the world. She, therefore, is extremely bookish, and enjoys listening to classical music, particularly that of Ludovico Einaudi. By the age of 11, she could read, speak and write in fluent Spanish and English (and, of course, French). She is particularly interested in Charms and, naturally, Muggle Studies, as she enjoys immersing herself in different cultures. She is also well-likes, especially in her home town, and she makes her parents proud at their regular dinner parties and balls at their large country chateau, socialising and conversing with anyone and everyone.
She does however get extremely jealous of people who seem better at something than her, and she is impatient of she does not understand something.
RP: "Madamoiselle Felici, I 'ave a letter for you," the maid gently called. Felici placed her open book down on the coffee table, walked from the armchair, left the room and danced down the grand staircase to where the maid was standing.
"Thank you Marie," Felici replied politely, as she took the envelope from the short woman.

As she turned and strolled back up the stairs, Felici turned over the envelope to see the Beauxbatons emblem in wax, sealing the envelope. She smiled to herself as she neatly opened the pale cream envelope to reveal white folded paper.

By now, she had returned to her comfy patterned armchair and with a symphony playing subtly in the background, she unfolded the crisp parchment and quickly skimmed the words.

"Mama, mama, it is my letter from Beauxbatons! I have been accepted!"