Name: Holly Joan
Former Character's Name (if you had one): X
House Request:I think that Holly should be in Ravenclaw. Even though her parents expect her to be in Gryffindor, she would rather be in Ravenclaw since she is extremely bright and shy.
Year: 1st year.
Bloodline:
Pureblood
Magical Strength (pick one):
Charms
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination
Biography:
Frankie Joan and Harry Joan had their first and last daughter Holly after a normal wizard marriage. They are both aurors and expect the same from there only daughter. They taught her everything they know from the moment she could speak. They expect her to be in Gryffindor, the house of bravery. Her father has never bought her a broom before, telling her it was 'pointless rubbish' and that if she was bored she could read. She has always wished that she was on a team. Her parents expect her to excel in everything. And now that she will be joining hogwarts they want her to get perfect grades, be in Gryffindor and become a prefect. With her family counting on her, she decides to make her best effort in everything.
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:
Personality: Holly is and extremely bright young girl. She always gives a hundred percent in everything. She tries extremely hard to live up to her parents expectations. She is quite shy, has a secret interest in brooms and wishes that she could be in Ravenclaw. She doesn't choose to make many friends, and would rather spend the day studying then a day in Hogsmeade. She is quiet, shy but very intelligent. She has a good heart and a kind nature.
Appearance: Holly has a long wavy blonde hair that falls down to her waist. She has sparkling blue eyes framed with long black eyelashes. She is self conscious about the fact that people find her pretty, as she would rather be ignored.
Sample Roleplay Response:
She sighed as she walked down towards the great hall. Everybody from her class were running down the stairs, shoving there essay result back into their bags, chatting with their friends, smiling as the smell of food wafted to their nostrils. They didn't have a care in the world; they were lucky. She looked at her essay again, feeling depressed. 'Exceeds expectations' . Her parents demanded that she sent them an owl every time she got a grade back, and unless it was a 'outstanding' they were always disappointed.
'What did you get Holly?' said a girl from her class. Holly liked her, she was less loud then all the others, and was always kind to her.
'Exceeds expectations...' Holly sighed.
'Lucky you! Most of the class got under Acceptable, your parents will be proud!' She smiled, and ran off to join her friends.
'I wouldn't bet on it..' Holly muttered, putting the essay away.
She sat down at the Ravenclaw table, and began picking at the sheppard's pie without appetite. Suddenly a group of quidditch players walked back into the hall, laughing and covered in mud after their practise. She flushed red and pretended to be looking at her lunch as Terry Boot caught her eye. A couple of the boys wolf whistled as they passed her, tapping on her shoulder as they did so. Flustered, Holly got her time table out of my bag, she hated attention.
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