Post by roxanneweasley on Feb 5, 2012 14:55:49 GMT 1
ROXANNE • LEE• WEASLEY
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NICKNAMES: "Roxy, Roxylee, Roxmysocks.... Okay, I made that one up... No one calls me that.."
GENDER:Female
AGE/D.O.B:"16, april the first 2014... Yup, same birthday as my dad. I wouldn't believe it was true if we didn't have the records. Each Birthday is almost like Christmas. When we were kids, Fred and I wondered why mum didn't get a gift and we all did, so we went out and got her something. So... We've been getting her a gift ever since. A sort of consolation prize for not having a cool birthday like ours, the muggle holiday of "April Fools." It fits.
HOUSE: GRYFFINDOR!
OCCUPATION: ---
BLOOD STATUS:Half-blood
ABILITY: "I make a mean Wildfire Whizbang.... Oh, you mean the even cooler stuff... Noope. Just your regular old witch
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HAIR: Dark brown, nearly black.
EYES: Her eyes kind of match her hair in color. Sure, they may be slightly misaligned but they're big and striking eyes.
BODY AND HEIGHT: Her body can't perhaps be described as bodacious and ultra feminine, but she has curves and a slight tone from playing quidditch. She stands at 5'2.... She's tiny! Another difference between her and her brother other than the girl/boy thing is most definitely their height.
DISTINCT MARKINGS: "Tattoos: Dad would kill me, Scars: Fred would kill me.. Or whatever street or tree had scratched me in such a way to leave a lasting mark, piercings:.... Dad would kill me. Then, grandad would come over to examine the strange muggle trend... So... No. I do, however, have a birthmark on my shoulder It looks kind of like a crescent moon.Fred has one too. Seeing eachother's marks leads to a round of screaming "We're Identical!" even though we're obviously not... Dad doesn't seem to like us saying that for some reason. He smiles, but he always seems sad."
CLOTHING/STYLE: Roxy isn't really the type of girl who sticks to a certain type of clothes. She simply wears whatever she can find really. It's rare to see her in a dress, but from time to time her friends have forced her to dress up for some special occasion or another. There are two pieces of jewelry which she is always wearing. A necklace from her mother and her charm bracelet. Each memory has a charm and her bracelet is overflowing. However, she's put the other kiund of "charm" on it, which means that she never has to take a charm off of the bracelets as every once and a while, the charms change around, causing the bracelet to look different if you pay attention. The bracelet and the charms are from Fred. Each good memory he gives her a charm for her bracelet and she draws him a sketch of the occassion. She can't help but think she gets the better end of the deal.
ANYTHING ELSE:"
Umm.. Her Broom is a Nimbus and her wand is 10 and a half inches, phoenix feather and silver lime wood
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Art. She loves to draw, paint. She tried sculpting a house elf, but Fred called it an insult to House Elves everywhere, so no dough for her.
Quidditch.
Weasley's Wizzarding Wheezes. It's like a second home and she works there during school breaks.
Her family. She is very close with her cousins and is fiercely protective of them. But her best friend is undoubtedly her brother, her twin.
FireWhiskey.... Shhhh! Don't tell her dad! Roxy is in many ways your average teenager. So, she likes to drink from time to time.
Roxy is incredibly social also, a combination of her parents and she loves meeting new people and socializing in general. In fact, if you were to ask her who her family were, she wouldn't simply say those who were blood related. There's also the Woods, the Cauldwells and her friends.
Mischief. She likes pranks and jokes of all varieties.
BURNT CHOCOLATE! She loves to melt chocolate to such an extent that parts of it are burnt. Strange? Yes. But ultimately delicious.
Divination, DADA, Charms, Transfiguration and Care of Magical Creatures
Flying, not the class but the action.
DISLIKES:
People who think that blood status actually means anything. She hates how people can judge others just because they're pure blooded, half blooded, or muggle born.
Really, she hates prejudice of all kinds. She doesn't judge people by their house, blood status, hair colour... It just doesn't matter.
Um... She doesn't like people who cheat. Especially when it comes to things like Quidditch. Sure, she doesn't house discriminate but that doesn't mean that she can't admit that, in her experience, Slytherins have been the biggest cheats.
She hates losing, especially at things she's good at.
Awkward situations. She very rarely knows what to do.
Numbers and letters. She has what muggles would call dyslexia and dyscalculia. Words and numbers get mixed up in her head. She doesn't like reading aloud in class for fear it will all get mixed up.
Staying still.. She's far too active to sit around doing nothing. The only real exception is when she is drawing
STRENGTHS:
She's creative
She has a great ability for improvisation
She's charismatic
She's athletic
Quidditch isn't just something she enjoys. She's good at it and she's a bloody brilliant chaser. It's one of the few things she excels at.
WEAKNESSES:
She often jumps in to things before thinking them through
She has an odd ability to get herself into trouble
She's outspoken, truthful in some cases to a fault
PRIORITIES:
Family
Friends
Quidditch
Art
BOGGART:
Losing Fred like her father did with his twin
Her family being hurt
Her own death
The Unforgivable curses
ERISED:
To always be surrounded by family and playing quidditch with her twin forever by her side.
VERITASERUM: She has never been kissed.
PATRONUS: A wolf. She guesses it's to symbolize the pack mentality she has. She was young. It was just before she started at Hogwarts and her whole family was together at the burrow. There were so many stories and laughing. They were just so close. There was a quidditch game and Roxy was finally able to convince her father to let her play. And it was like a part of her, simply natural. It was... insane. It was that moment, playing quidditch with her family, which really stuck with her.
PENSIEVE: It was her first match as Chaser and it was against slytherin. Two of the team crushed her like had been done to her mother many years ago and the ended up pushing her from her broom. She was badly injured and her brother and her family went mental.
PERSONALITY OVERVIEW:Roxy is and has always been a happy girl. She was the type of child who had an incredible amount of charisma and a zest for life. She was always inquisitive, always playing and learning. She loves learning. But she's also impatient. Like with her numbers and words, if she isn't able to get them she has a habit of throwing books or, well, anything in frustration. She hates not being able to do things, especially something as big as properly reading and writing. But she stays tight lipped about it. Very few people know about her learning difficulties as it's embarassing for her.
To be honest, that can be said about most of Roxy's life. Though she is incredibly honest, she's not entirely forthcoming with information about herself. She'll tell you what she thinks of your ideas, but not what is going on with her. She prefers dealing with other people. Plus, more often than not there's nothing going on with her in the first place. She prefers to remain the funny, excitable, athletic girl, so when she's upset very few people are allowed to see it. After all, wouldn't want to go ruining her reputation.
Roxy is incredibly creative. Her brain is always going with ideas and things are always playing out inside that head of hers. She always has an idea for the next prank or how to dodge homework or sneak out of classes. She's always up for the ideas of others and the chance to go have some fun. She's also very quick on her feet. One thing to know about Roxy: There's almost always a back up plan. Actually no, that's a lie. She'll always think of a backup plan. Truth be told, she has some ideas on a whim and simply rolls with them.Yes, she can get you into trouble, but she can also get you out of it.... At least most of the time.
She's sarcastic. This is more often than not an effect of being tired or annoyed, but she definitely has enough snark to power Diagon Alley. She's a funny girl in general and her humor is often quite dry. She enjoys making people laugh. It gives her almost as much of a high as Quidditch. When anyone close to her is down in the dumps she makes it her mission to cheer them up. And, if all else fails, get revenge or who/whatever upset them.
A big thing to say about Roxy is that she is kind of oblivious. She may be charismatic, but she doesn't have the best knowledge of people, boys in particular. She's pretty naive when it comes to flirting and is completely awkward and inexperienced when it comes to romance. She also doesn't know how to deal with someone who is upset, other than the obvious trying to cheer them up with laughter thing. The only people she really knows how to comfort are those close to her like her cousins and Fred.
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MOTHER:Angelina Weasley, nee Johnson
SIBLINGS:Fred Weasley: Her twin and her best friend.
OTHER FAMILY: The Weasley clan, The Potters, The Cadwalladers the non blood related Woods and Cauldwells
SOCIO-ECONOMIC STATUS: They have quite a lot of money from the success of Weasleys Wizzarding Wheezes.
HISTORY OVERVIEW: Roxanne and Fred Weasley were early. Almost three weeks early. Angelina Weasley's water broke on the 31st of March, 2014. The small family get together... Or at least as small as a Weasley/Potter family get together could be, moved to the hospital. Roxanne was born on the morning of April the first at 5:50 am, a whole forty five minutes after her brother. Naturally, forty five minutes was like a lifetime and Fred was entirely fine with lording it over Roxy when he needed to. Whilst at the hospital, so many people visited. Mainly the Weasleys and the Potters, but along with theblood relatives, the Woods and Cauldwells visited also, beginning Roxy's connection to the two other families.
Growing up around her family was perfect. Roxy never felt left out or unwanted. Her faily were always her home. From a young age she enjoyed sports and drawing, but her father was adamant that she wasn't allowed to ride a broom until she was double digits. Instead, she played muggle sports with her cousins. Sure, she wasn't exactly great or even good at a lot of them, but she was fast and she had good balance. She just needed a sport that fit her. Finally, when she was eleven, she found Quidditch. Her mother and father had been arguing over whether the twins would be Beaters like their dad or Chasers like their mum. It turned out Roxy was a natural born Chaser. Her speed, her coordination. It worked perfectly.
When Roxy finally started Hogwarts and was put in to Gryffindor with her brother, it was the return of the Weasley twins. It seemed that everyone almost expected it. Roxy fit in perfectly. And she loved every second of it. Houses never mattered to her, after all she has a family member in each house and she loves them all. Though she didn't need to learn to fly, there was a lot Roxy needed to learn at Hogwarts and she struggled. She really struggled in most subjects that required a lot of reading and writing. But Fred was forever helping her and she was able to cope.
Roxy was brought in as a Chaser in her first year. HER FIRST YEAR! Her parents were over the moon and so was she. Sure, it wasn't nearly as impressive as being a seeker or a keeper in your first year since there's only one of them per team, but Roxy was ecstatic. She wasn't the best student, but she was one hell of a player.
Now in her sixth year everything is great. She's remained close with her family and friends. So what if she's never had a boyfriend? She still has fun. Plus, her life is busy enough as is. Roxy doesn't need anything else. She wants to be a famous Quidditch player. Maybe the goal is unreachable, but she's certainly going to try her hardest.
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"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, hoggy warty Hogwarts" Roxy chanted to herself. The school song had always been pretty entertaining to her. It just didn't seem to take itself seriously. Roxy shuddered to think about the song for Durmstrang. Now that was a school that took itself seriously. Her voice getting louder, she moved through the house, most likely waking up everyone she passed. "Teach us something please,Whether we be old and bald,Or young with scabby knees," She heard a groan from the room she passed which could only be her father's groggy way of telling her to shut up. Well. He obviously just didn't remember what day it was, otherwise she had a feeling he would be in much better spirits. "Our heads could do with filling,With some interesting stuff,... Lah dee had dee dah dee dee dee... Aw crud! FREEEEEDDD!" Now that she was stationed outside her brothers room she began banging relentlessly on the bedroom "I've forgot the words to the soooong!" At that she heard a muffled voice continue for her and grinned. That was Fred, always helping her.
Continuing her singing, she skipped downstairs, her song changing slightly. "We're going to see Pudlemere United beat those Stuupiid Falcons!" Yes. Today was the day of the cup match. And Roxy was more than excited. The whole family was going and it was an event she desperately didn't want to miss. And that meant getting up early. Her family, it seemed, had other plans. If they didn't get their minds in gear soon, Roxy would have to resort to extreme measures. She would drag them to the portkey in their pyjamas if she needed to. After all, it was no secret that Pudlemere was one of Roxys favorite teams. She'd loved the team forever, with one main reason for doing so: Jocelind Wadcock. That woman was Roxy's idol, holding the record for most goals scored in the 20th Century. She was everything Roxy aspired to be. Sure, she didn't lay any more, but Roxy couldn't help but hope that she would still see the woman. There was so much the girl could learn.
Roxy made herself a cup of coffee, trying to repress the squealing that would no doubt begin once she got to the stadium. Stirring the drink, she put it to her lips with a sigh. She had found out about the drink a year or two ago and couldn't get enough of it. After a moment standing there in the warmth, she placed her mug down and moved to the fridge, taking out chocolate and breaking it into small pieces before heating it above the stove. When it was nice and melty and burnt, she scraped it into a bowl and sat herself at the kitchen table, spoon at the ready. When her mother entered the kitchen, the woman merelyu raised a groggy eyebrow at the sight in front of her before wandering through to the bathroom. It was strange that her dad wasn't more enthusiastic. After all, he was almost as fanatical about Quidditch as she was.
Then there was the crashing sound of a falling man. A door swung closed as her father thumped his way down the stairs, looking at her breathlessly with wide eyes. "What day is it?" With a small smile, Roxy began to hum the Puddlemere song. "BOLLOCKS!" With that, her father dissappeared up the stairs. "Hurry! Or I'm going without you. Same to you, Freddie!" And that was most definitely not an idle threat.
Continuing her singing, she skipped downstairs, her song changing slightly. "We're going to see Pudlemere United beat those Stuupiid Falcons!" Yes. Today was the day of the cup match. And Roxy was more than excited. The whole family was going and it was an event she desperately didn't want to miss. And that meant getting up early. Her family, it seemed, had other plans. If they didn't get their minds in gear soon, Roxy would have to resort to extreme measures. She would drag them to the portkey in their pyjamas if she needed to. After all, it was no secret that Pudlemere was one of Roxys favorite teams. She'd loved the team forever, with one main reason for doing so: Jocelind Wadcock. That woman was Roxy's idol, holding the record for most goals scored in the 20th Century. She was everything Roxy aspired to be. Sure, she didn't lay any more, but Roxy couldn't help but hope that she would still see the woman. There was so much the girl could learn.
Roxy made herself a cup of coffee, trying to repress the squealing that would no doubt begin once she got to the stadium. Stirring the drink, she put it to her lips with a sigh. She had found out about the drink a year or two ago and couldn't get enough of it. After a moment standing there in the warmth, she placed her mug down and moved to the fridge, taking out chocolate and breaking it into small pieces before heating it above the stove. When it was nice and melty and burnt, she scraped it into a bowl and sat herself at the kitchen table, spoon at the ready. When her mother entered the kitchen, the woman merelyu raised a groggy eyebrow at the sight in front of her before wandering through to the bathroom. It was strange that her dad wasn't more enthusiastic. After all, he was almost as fanatical about Quidditch as she was.
Then there was the crashing sound of a falling man. A door swung closed as her father thumped his way down the stairs, looking at her breathlessly with wide eyes. "What day is it?" With a small smile, Roxy began to hum the Puddlemere song. "BOLLOCKS!" With that, her father dissappeared up the stairs. "Hurry! Or I'm going without you. Same to you, Freddie!" And that was most definitely not an idle threat.
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