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Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Arcadia (Cady) Caldwell

Birthday: April 5th, 1959

Hometown: Ballycastle, Ireland

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): First // Second

Biography:
If you are applying to be a first, second, or third year, your biography must be at least one hundred words long.
If you are applying to be a fourth year or above, your biography must be at least three hundred words long.

Arcadia or as she prefers to be called ‘Cady’ was born and still today resides in Ballycastle, Ireland with her mom and younger brother Arthur or ‘Arty’. Their Father left when Arty was three and Arcadia was five after he had an affair with another woman who worked alongside him at the Ministry. Her muggle mother has never trusted a man since - and neither has Cady.

Her mother, Cassandra, is a baker who owns a small bakery in town where they live in the apartment building directly above it. She hasn’t seen her father since he left and Cady had no recollection of magic, so receiving the letter to Hogwarts came as a shock initially - and her mother didn’t react well to the reminder of the man who betrayed her very well either, but she finally allowed Arcadia to attend the school in September on the premise she write home every week and she doesn’t go digging around or asking questions about her dad.

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Gryffindor/Hufflepuff

Personality:
Tell us a bit about your character’s personality (likes, dislikes, fears, etc.) What are they like on a good day versus a bad one? Is your character particularly cheerful? Do they hate sunlight?

For the most part Cady is a good child.  She is polite and friendly, loyal and kind but sometimes trouble has a particular way of finding her. She has the overwhelming need to play detective and go on wryly adventures. She is a daydreamer and her imagination knows no bounds all of which often end in disaster, but still she continues her journeys into the great unknown. Her biggest fear is having no friends at Hogwarts as she was raised by muggles and has no idea what wizarding kids are like, or if they will like her. - that, and snakes.

Appearance:
Briefly describe your character's appearance (hair color, build, stature, etc.) What effect does it have on their personality? For example, does the shy Ravenclaw girl secretly dye her hair black because she hates her natural blonde? Does the curly-haired Gryffindor use charms to hide his freckles?

Cady is red haired like her Mother but she has her Fathers blue eyes. She is small for her age but makes up for it in attitude and character. Her skin is the colour of porcelain and she has a few very light freckles just across her nose.

→ RETURNING STUDENTS.
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Link to your last levels request (if you never posted one, link to your last accepted student application):

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→ 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."

Roleplay Response:

Option I

When Cady had first heard that Hogwarts had dungeons she knew she would just have to go and check them out. She had visited castles in Ireland, but she had never been inside one and allowed to freely explore the whole place on her own. She had also heard they were haunted by ghosts! The whole castle had them! or so she overheard on the train on the way here - there was ‘apparently’ a girl called Emma something-or-other who’s ghost was often in the dungeons and she was eager to see if it was true.

So this is how she found herself in this moment now, clutching the dark damp walls as she glided the dungeons quickly and quietly, every now and then calling out the name Emma in an eerie voice hoping she would just magically appear, before it got too late and she missed her curfew.

That was when she heard it, another voice calling out for the same girls ghost. Turning the corner she noticed a dark figure ahead and crept up behind her placing a hand quickly on her shoulder hoping it would not pass straight through like it would if it was some kind of ghostly apparition. When it did not, she was relieved but also disappointed.

“Are you looking for that girls ghost too?… Emma something?”

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Pythagorea Proud:
Dear Miss Caldwell,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Term begins on 1 January. Currently, students have gathered at Camp Loki, and we encourage you to spend your summer there. Should you choose, you may also visit our Elsewhere board via the Floo Network to visit or purchase school supplies.

Yours sincerely,

Deputy Headmistress

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