Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.Name: Zira Marquis-Rose
Birthday: April 11, 1960
Hometown: London, England
Bloodline: Halfblood
Magical Strength (pick one): Charms
Magical Weakness (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): 2nd (preferred), 1st
Biography:Born in Azkaban, Zira had a rough start to life. Taken from her mother’s womb and placed in the arms of a nurse that took her to St. Mungos in order to be picked up by her dad. Considering her first few days she grew up happy as can be.
Her childhood was filled with love. Even though her mother wasn’t there physically her father made sure that she knew the woman who gave birth to her. Stories from when they were at Hogwarts was her favorite. Adventures and fun.
When she was 10 she finally met her mother. The unfortunate thing about that thought was not being allowed at Hogwarts. It took an entire year before she was finally able to convince her parents to let her go.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.House Request: Gryffindor or Hufflepuff
→ 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.
Roleplay Response:As soon as her friend started counting Zira took off running. She knew exactly where she was going. They’d never find her down in the dungeons! Most of the other you get years were too scared to go down there. Rumors of older Slytherins eating the souls of younger students swirled around her friend group.
Finding a little alcove she tucked her feet in and waited.
.. and waited.
Maybe they would really never find her in the dungeons. She couldn’t help but giggle to herself. It had to have been an hour (20 minutes) since she had gotten down there at least.
When she heard a voice she smiled. They found her! Finally. It took them long enough. And it sounded like they were heading right towards her. Tucking her legs even tighter she had to cover her mouth to keep from giggling too loud.
As the girl’s footsteps neared Zira popped out in an attempt to scare her friend, not even realizing that the girl called out for Emma Birch. Whoever that was. “You’re not Asteria.” Zira pursed her lips in contempt.
She noticed the girl looked a bit scared though. “Are you okay?”
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