Name: Emaline Ireland Woods
Birthday: December 12th, 1936
Hometown: A small town in Hogsmeade
Bloodline:
Muggleborn / Halfblood / Pureblood / Unknown
Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): 4th (Re-applying)
Biography: Emaline Ireland Woods was born on December 12, to Gregory and Juliana Woods. In the beginning, Em was an innocent, Oblivious, Optimistic, Shy girl who turned a blind eye when seeing her parents constant fighting. For years everything seemed normal, except all the loads of lessons Emaline's mother constantly gave her to become a true pureblood. She didn't really have a lot of friend at the beginning because of her quiet self that didn't really talk to people. Somewhere During the middle of her 3rd term, she got an owl to return home for some "Family business".
When she got home, her father broke the news to her about how her mother and him were going to file a divorce. At first she was confused and a little scared. Why a divorce? They seemed perfectly fine before. But soon it turned into anger and disappointment. Apparently her mother and father were secretly cheating on one and other. Of course her parents were aware of each other cheating but kept it together for Em.
Finally the last straw was pulled and a divorce paper came. While her parents were working on the divorce papers, Emaline went to go live with her aunt, uncle and cousin for a bit. While she was with her other family, she had started meeting her cousins friends of trouble makers. At first she was nervous but later started learning their ways and hung out with them.
After making friends with all of her cousin's friends, she started to adjust to their troublesome ways and started to change. As she changed into a different person, it felt like a snake shedding skin.even All of her innocent, depressed self was gone and replaced with a reserved, blocked girl. Every now and then, pieces of her old self would show up around friends that were close to her. Sometimes people change, either for the better or for the worse.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Hufflepuff (Re-app)
Personality:
Ever since her visit with her cousins, Em's personality has changed a bit. Ema is more of a carefree, sarcastic, observant girl. She tends to get into more trouble then what she used to do, her smirking face always found in some teachers office after class. She also seemed to shed off the nervousness she got when talking to boys, now that she has quite the few male friends herself. Even though she acts this tough around others, deep down she's still the same Emaline Woods that everyone knew. Ema still enjoys reading and getting excited over stupid teen girl things.
Appearance:
Body Structure: Curvy
Hair color: Dark brown hair that curls at the middle of her back.
Eye Color: Pale green.
Skin color: Fairy pale.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's.
Option I:
The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.
A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.
The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.
Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.
Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.
If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.
Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.
"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"
The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.
Option 2:
That rat of his was in for it now.
The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.
Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.
Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.
Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.
The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.
As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.
"You blasted rat! Where are you?"
He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.
Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.
Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."
My roleplay: Option 2
Emaline had secretly been outside during breakfast to do her homework that she had forgotten to do the night before.
Even though she had skipped breakfast, she had packed a small nut bar in her cross bag just to postpone her hunger till lunch. She watched as the grass danced as a small breeze blew by, making brown hair fly into her mouth. A small movement near the bright flowers caught her attention. A frown creased her brows as she slowly walked closer; but it quickly vanished as she noticed it was a 5th year. A hint of amusement crossed her light green eyes as she watched him struggled to find his pet, which she noticed was an adorable grey rat. The right corner of her mouth turned up as she saw the boy wiping his runny nose(Which she figured out that he was probably allergic to flowers).
"Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."
Emaline snorted before a smirk crossed her face.
“Sorry I just noticed that you seem to be having some difficulties on catching your rat. Well, looking around in rows of flowers isn't going to help;Rats are very smart creatures so my best bet is to lay out some food..like this” She explained by breaking some of her nut bar off and setting it in front of them.
"So whats your name? I believe I haven't seen you around before. You would think I would remember a handsome face like yours" She winked playfully as she watched the mouse scurry around.
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