Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.Name: Echo Undergrove
Birthday: October 30, 1951
Hometown: Virginia Water, Surrey, UK
Bloodline:Pureblood
Magical Strength (pick one):Conjuring & Summoning
Magical Weakness (pick one):Divination
Year (pick two): 5th (preferred), 6th
Biography:How Echo Undergrove came to be was a love story for the ages or that’s how she liked to think of it. Her parents, Morpheus and Estrea Undergrove, met while they were at Hogwarts during their first term. Her mother the daughter of a wealthy diplomat from Mexico and her father the second born son to a family of power and influence. Best friends turned sweethearts that married soon after graduating from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Soon after they learned they were having a baby and their little family would be complete.
It was pretty boring to some she assumed, but she loved it. She was the first born cousin of the Undergrove clan on her father’s side and the third born, although the first girl cousin, of the Alcaraz family on her mother’s side.
Being the first born cousin for at least one half of the family without being the heir had its perks. For the first few months of her life Echo was doted upon by everyone.
Some would say spoiled.
Sadly that would be interrupted by the birth of her two cousins on her father’s side a few months later. Those first few months alone with the family though was just enough to give her an entitled sense of self. Her cousins were her little cousins and she was the big cousin. The leader. No matter how much Atlas was considered the heir.
Like many other pureblood children her family spared no expense at getting her the finest tutors. When she got to go on extended breaks she would visit her mother’s side of the family in Mexico.
Overall she had a pretty normal, pureblood upbringing. Although, according to some, her parents probably gave her too much affection. Showed her too much grace. Allowed her arrogant, demanding side to grow. She doesn’t view that as a bad thing though.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.House Request: Hufflepuff
Personality:Echo is a dreamer that romanticizes most everything. A bit head strong but kind hearted. Her abuela would describe her as a free spirit that’s not easily tamed. It’s really rare that she’s in a bad mood. When it’s raining she could be found dancing under the showers. When it’s foggy she can be found meditating. She doesn’t let much stop her from doing what she wants.
Appearance:Slim and quite short with jet black, straight hair and brown eyes. Her skin is naturally tan. She’s in love with mod fashion at the moment.
→ 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 traveled 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.
Roleplay Response:“Drats!” Echo whispered intensely at herself. She seemed to be lost. It wasn’t often that she found herself in the dungeons, but when she did it was basically as bad as the hedge maze in her opinion. Twisting corridors under the castle that made her a bit curious.
Why did a castle that was built as a school need dungeons anyways?
She heard that Slytherin wasn’t above corporal punishment. That didn’t make sense though because they were certainly a house full of delinquents.
That’s when she was seemingly saved. She rounded the corner as a little girl spoke about someone named Emma Birch in a shaky little voice. “No Emma, but I’m Echo.” She reassured the girl that was obviously sent down there as a prank. Ghosts were far from scary anyways.
“Do you come down here often?” She asked as the corner of her lips turned up into a smile. “Also, do you happen to know the way out?” Sure she was talking to the girl for selfish reasons, but the girl didn’t need to know that.
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