Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Hazel Wright
Gender: Female
Age: 38
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: Hogwarts, Hufflepuff ‘27


Residence:  Hogsmeade

Occupation


Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Requested Magic Levels:

• Charms: 9
• Divination: 8
• Transfiguration: 8
• Summoning: 7

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Marty and crew

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
It didn’t matter that her eyes didn’t entirely match the name, for there was give in its definition apparently. It didn’t matter that her name could, and did, in fact indicate how unprepared her parents had been at her birth. It didn’t matter that, save for her last name, which was a given, even her middle name wasn’t unique and offered with pride and care by two parents that had been weighing possibilities for months. Hazel had liked her name as a child, had enjoyed the name as a young and curious youth and had declared it with pride as an adult. Her middle name rarely came up in conversation, of course, for Turquoise was a strange choice without a bit of explanation – that her mom had apparently been wearing a necklace with a turquoise jewel within a silver setting, one that Hazel would later receive as a gift from her mother.

None of her first moments of life mattered because her parents made up for their lack of preparation by their constant show of love.

Hazel wasn’t special in any sense of the word and she had never excelled in any particular subject. She could easily be the poster child for ‘ordinary’, with her simple clothing choices neither in season more out and her calming entertainment decisions, mostly enjoying easy going music with only a handful of instruments.

The nearly middle-aged woman had somehow never found the right man, probably in part due to her quiet tastes – never thinking it worth her time to attend parties or search companionship after work with friends. Hazel could be defined as plain, a little boring, and simply unextraordinary – except that she was anything but.

Hazel had experience love and acceptance as a child and had learned to offer just that to so many.  Her years within the walls of Hogwarts had provided the skills necessary for life as an adult and her home provided a level of caring that molded her demeanor as a supportive soul. She could find work anywhere because although she hadn’t outperformed any in her graduating year, she had learned enough in every subject to support a respectable position in a multitude of professions, yet her interests had never truly distracted her mind from Hogwarts.

She’d flitted from one position to another, usually within an institution that worked with children. She’d become a substitute teacher at a few establishments over the years and had worked with orphanages across the country. She always found work in a supportive capacity, but had avoided that ever lingering call to the frontlines during the war. There was always plenty to do in the war-ravaged towns and war-affected big cities. Thankfully, wars do tend to end and she had been on the lookout for new employment by the time rumor of a position at Hogwarts found her ears.

Hazel was nearly overcome with joy at the prospect of returning to her school. Call it the excitement of returning to her roots or a lesser flattering need to surround oneself with familiarity, but Hazel was looking forward to walking the halls once again.

Will she find those supportive, friendly walls in tact as she remembered them?


Roleplay: 
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Option One -

Roleplay Response:
It was going to be a busy day, and she had one too many items on her list to complete before days end. Normally such an understanding wouldn’t trouble Hazel, but her day wasn’t going to end with the setting of the sun. She had a school gathering to attend, or rather to babysit and then she would need to look over a few student reports that had found their way to her desk.

Maybe she should have put some of the errands off, and surely she could have found a better time to do said errands than the busiest time in Diagon Alley, but she hadn’t. Sometimes a person has to simply accept the circumstances they find themselves in and do their best to keep a smile on their face while doing it.

And a bit of strong tea never did hurt a situation either!

Hazel was contemplating which shop she wanted to visit first, when she might fit in the time for a tea break and whether she wanted to consider following a plan of efficiency over merely a plan of shop familiarity when she heard a commotion.

It didn’t take but a moment to find a woman scrambling to reach something with a small sea of people soon to engulf her.

“Oh dear, here, let me! she called over as she quickened her step towards the scene.

Whether she was requesting that the woman use her as a means to help her to her feet, or as retriever of sorts, Hazel had yet to figure out. She tended to offer aid first and figure out her position later.

A tendency that had gotten her into quite the pickle once or twice.


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