Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Bluebell Lovett
Gender: Female
Age: 24 years old

Education: 
Hogwarts (Slytherin)

Residence:
A two-story victorian terrace a few streets away from Diagon Alley

Occupation:
Veelan & Mermish Translator

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
I would love for her to work for the Ministry's Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures!

Requested Magic Levels:

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

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

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Monroe Trinh, Persephone Lugny, Clark Harper, Jyotsana Sai, Nefertiti West, Orchid Wu, Coraleagh Tiarks

Biography:
Bluebell was born to Alastair Lovett and Mallory Lovett (born Howards), a couple of high society muggles from Kensington, London. Alastair made his considerable fortune in the ferrovial industry, and Mallory never took on work after getting married (she is a keen gardener, however, and spends a great deal of time indulging in this hobby).

Bluebell is their only child, and attended Blundell's Boarding School in Tiverton until that very fateful day where she received her Hogwarts letter. Needless to say, her parents were shocked to say the least! To keep their only daughter's future under wraps from prying high-society friends, they pretended she was sent to a very exclusive boarding school in New-Zealand.

Bluebell had a fabulous time at Hogwarts. Being a muggle-born had its challenges (particularly being a Slytherin) but her witty humour and no-nonsense attitude soon showed her bullyish peers she was a bad choice of target. The fact that she came from a very wealthy background probably did not hurt, either, when it came to her being accepted. The magical world, as she was discovering it, never failed to amaze her but what really caught her attention were the other magical beings, those non-humans who could actually think for themselves. Whatever time she didn't spend with friends or doing schoolwork she spent studying and researching them; merpeople and veelas in particular.

By the time she graduated school, she could speak both mermish and veelan fluently, a skill which turned out to be quite unique and soon secured her a job at the Ministry as a translater; a dreamlike opportunity for her. To this day, she is still incredibly passionate about her job. As a congratulation presents, her parents went all out and purchased her a beautiful Victorian terrace property close to the Magical district but on 'muggle' territory, so that they would 'feel comfortable visiting'. She moved in with her then-boyfriend, gorgeous Esteban Velez whom she had been dating since their 6th year at Hogwarts. Esteban, however... Went traveling to South America for what should have been a four-weeks long trip and never actually came back. All Bluebell has is an owl-sent message to say he is fine, but doesn't know when he will be returning to the UK. Bluebell isn't quite sure what mixed message is hidden in there, but with his absence nearing the 1-year mark she can only assume she's been ditched... Something she finds quite hard to swallow.



Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:

It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.

The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.

Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:

"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."

She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."

To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.

Roleplay Response:

Bluebell needed a cake; a big, nasty, decadent piece of cake. First she would sit at a dainty little table, fold a napkin into her lap, and then she would devour it. and then she would try very hard not to think about the monstrous amount of calories she had just eaten.

She had one last decision to make, however, and that was which one to choose. She was still thorn between a pumpkin and pecan cake with a toffee glaze and a beetroot cake with vanilla and pomegrenate frosting. Decisions, decisions, decisions.

Before she could make her mind up, she felt something pull at her skirt. When she looked down, her gaze was met by that of a tiny girl and a tiny puffskein. Before she could ask any questions, the child very eloquently laid the situation bare for her and Bluebell was left catching her breath.

She finally gathered her thoughts together and smiled.

"Okay then, little one! Let's go and find your mummy. Now, where do you think she might be?" She asked, realising too late that it was a ridiculous question. If the young girl had any idea, chances are she wouldn't have aborded her in the first place, and she'd now be sat eating cake. Though she still couldn't decide which one.