Post by rose emma weasley on Feb 10, 2012 20:20:42 GMT
rose emma weasley
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: Rose Emma Weasley
nicknames: Rosie, Weasley, Carrots, Red
birthday: November the 9th, 2016
age: seventeen
house: Gryffindor
blood status: Half Blooded
face claim: Emma Stone
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes:Classes, reading, muggle novels, Competition, her family, CHOCOLATE, writing, poetry, Oscar Wilde, Potions, DADA, studying, excitement, rain, snow, muggle eighties movies... Muggle movies in general. She's big on movie quoting and referencing even though no one usually knows what she's on about.
dislikes: SPIDERS! Her dad had the stupid idea to tell his children the story of Aragog and his spawn. Losing, failing, Modern muggle movies and music, snobs, lies, gossip, boredom, stress, occlumency
strengths: She's smart, creative, funny, quickwitted, intuitive
weaknesses: She's impulsive, she can get carried away, she's too competitive, she tends to ramble, she has a bad habit of embarrassing herself.
veritaserum: She often feels like she's drowning under the pressure of the reputation her mother has left behind. Though she often likes a challenge, it is merely because she simply can not fail.
She's scared that her family tree is doomed to be forever filled with misfortune.
After incredible success in her owls, Rose was so happy that she went out to have a few drinks. One drink led to another and she doesn't know what happened that night.
dementor: Waking up the morning after her night out somewhere she didn't recognize. Or the day she found out her aunt and uncle were murdered. She had only been told there was a murder and been taken out of class with the rest of her family to wait to find out what had happened. It was horrible, and then seeing the poor Potters. It broke her heart.
patronus: The first time she went to hogwarts,the train journey and the first impression of the school. The way she felt the entire day. Her uncle Harry had given her cousin James an incredible amount of money for sweets. She sat with James, Victoire, Teddy and Fred and they bought the contents of the sweet trolley. Upon opening the chocolate frog cards, Rose was shocked to see her mother smiling up at her and she also got one of uncle Harry. She kept it and after his death gave it to James, even though he probably already had a hundred. When they arrived at the school, everything was perfect. The floating candles, the long tables. Then, when house sorting came and Rose was put in Gryffiondor Rose was overjoyed. She, James, Victoire, Teddy and Fred would all be in the same house. It was just... well... perfect. When Rose told the memory, it was a joke that her patronus would be a frog. It was, in fact, a fox. It was then joked that this was a way of her magic mocking her hair colour.
sexuality & relationship status:Straight and single
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: Ron Weasley, forty four, Auror
mother: Hermione Weasley, nee Granger, forty four, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement
siblings: Hugo Weasley, Sixteen, Slytherin
others: Aw Jeeez... Maaaaannnyyyy cousins. The Weasley and Potter clans.
overall history: Everyone knows the story of Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley, right up to their standing snogging at the worst possible moments while breaking horcruxes. Rose was born in to a kind of fame which was probably what caused her to be such a charismatic, talkative child. Though she sometimes found the attention annoying, in general it was fine and she simply grinned. As she got older it did go more towards an annoyance as the reputations of her parents were a lot to live up to.
From when she was five years old, Rose was made to attend muggle school, which she secretly quite loved. Not only was her mother adamant about her daughter gaining a knowledge of all things muggle, the woman also knew that she and Ron were often busy. Ron was an Auror, helping uncle Harry and Hermione was working for the rights of house elves and striving towards blood equality. They spent as much time as possible with their children and loved them dearly, but they were busy. And Rose didn't complain one bit. Muggle school was where she developed her love for books and writing and poetry. In fact, when she finally did go off to Hogwarts she was teased by her cousins for the sheer amount of books in her trunk. Muggle school helped her in so many ways, though she was always a strange outcast and many of the children probably thought of her as an insufferable know it all. Though she tried to speak with people, she was undoubtedly strange and so simply sat often with her head in a book, be it fiction or non.
When she turned eleven, her Hogwarts letter came through the door. Rose bounced around the house, rubbing the letter in Hugo's face. She even asked her father to hold off on accepting the letter so that more letters would come like they did with uncle Harry. Ron was all for it, saying it would be a challenge to see how many letters they could fit in the house. Hermione, however, said it would simply be a waste. And so their plans were thwarted. At the platform before the train it was noticed that Rose's hair puffed out just like her mother's had when she was young. With the help of Victoire, Rose quickly corrected the problem. Before getting on the train, her parents hugged her and her father said " If you're not in Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you. But no pressure." Well, she had nothing to worry about as it turned out.
Rose was sorted in to Gryffindor and she excelled in her schoolwork. Sure, she was fairly awkward when it came to people, but she understood books and classes completely. When a professor called her "The Cleverest witch your age" like Remus Lupin had said to her mother, she owled home straight away, incredibly happy. When in her third year, she learned how to change her hair color. Nowadays she'll make her hair blonde or brown every once in a while, just to get away from the "weasley trait."
When O.W.Ls came, Rose wfound out that there were timeturners again as a professor wrote the Ministry asking to be allowed to give her one, though her mother warned against using it. The year was hard, but she got out of it with TWELVE O.W.Ls, just like her Uncle Bill. She got ten outstandings and two exceeded expectations, one more OWL than her mother. And now she is taking her NEWTs, determined to succeed. When Harry and Ginny died, Rose just didn't know what to do. Her mum and dad took in the Potter kids, but Rose wanted to help. She simply tries to comfort her cousins however she can. She loved Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny dearly, and like the rest of the answers shewantsneeds answers.
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: Kate
gender:Female
age: 17
contact: pm. Or msn I suppose if you want it
how you found us: Ads
other characters: None
experience: Only a couple of years.
role play sample:NO. No no no no no! They were late. Rose had woken a few minutes earlier to a quiet house. Now, when it had been a house of four, silence was rare. But now, with a house of seven? The entire household was asleep. The entire household! It wasn't their fault. They had a late night the night before and so it was expected that they would be tired, but to sleep in?! How could her mother forget to set the wake up charm! Oh no... Recalling a conversation between herself and her mother, Rose cussed. She was supposed to have set the charm. Taking responsiblity and all that jazz. That meant that this was all her fault. Ohhh sweet baby merlin.
"UP!" She screamed. "Everyone get up!" With that, she grabbed her case. There was no time for a change of clothes. They should have been arriving at the platform already. Hearing people stir, Rose ran down stairs. Seeing people make their way down stairs, Rose thrummed her finger on the counter. Faster! Faaasttteeeer! Once the family was assembled, they were off. At platform nine and three quarters, Rose sighed in relief as one by one they were allowed through the portal. She was the last to go. Squaring her shoulders, she made a run for it.
"AWW BLOODY HELL!" The red headed Weasley doubled over, clutching herself. It would appear that Rose was well and truly stuck. Aw for Merlins Sake! What was she going to do?! Well, there was only one option: An option which usually had disastrous results. Rose remained on the platform a moment, before making up her mind. "Well mother, I look forward to your angry howler."In some ways, she was most definitely like her father.
The blue car was still entirely intact and was in the air quickly. Rose just had to remember to fly high, to not let anyone see that there was a flying car..! No problem,.. piece of cake... She could do this. She didn't have much experience with the car, but she had more than her father had when he drove it to Hogwarts. It would be fiiineee. Hopefully. The drive actually seemed okay. Then, there was a moment of recognition as she neared the castle. That red, beeping light that she had thought was simply a mistake was a warning that the fuel was low. Very low. Oohhhh Crap.
Though she tried her hardest to manuevre the car, the fuel was at a critical level, giving her little control. She turned at the wheel of the car ferociously, her eyes scrunching in fear. Then came the crash. Cautiously, she opened her eyes. The car had landed on top of Hogwarts. ON TOP OF HOGWARTS. "Well... At least it isn't the whomping willow." Yes, Rose thought to herself sarcastically. "Way to look on the bright side." She shifted in her seat and felt the car fall slightly. Utto. Movement seeming to not be the right idea, so Rose froze. "Help?"
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