Rosalind Ethel Edwards

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ROSALIND|ETHEL|EDWARDS

--- who knows when love begins
who knows what makes it starts
one day its simply there
alive inside your heart

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Curiosity is not a sin…
But we should exercise caution with our curiosity..
Yes, indeed.
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Name;; rosalind ethel edwards.
Nicknames;; rosie, rose.
Age/Birthday;; seventeen, february fourteeth.
Gender;; female.
Orientation;; heterosexual.
Blood Status;; pure blood.
Affiliation;; undecided.
Year/House;; seventh. original.
Wand;; eleven inches, unicorn hair, hawthorn.
Play-By;; karen gillan.

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It is our choices
That show what we truly are
Far more than our abilities
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Likes;; fashion, butterbeer, chocolate frogs, history of magic, being outdoors, athletics, reading, writing stories, getting dressed up, early mornings, flowers, listening to the wireless, the weird sisters, children, helping first years, christmas, halloween, any holiday, sugar quills, romantic dates.
Dislikes;; animals, unhygienic people, the library, laziness, arguements, feeling jealous, people not liking her, people using merlin's name in vein, people without a sense of humour, boredom, not understanding something, not being able to do something, muggle beliefs, dancing.
Strengths;; history of magic, charms, writing, charms, showing authority, mature at the right times, keeping fit, memory spells, love potions, potions.
Weaknesses;; care of magical creatures, animals in general, gets jealous easily, dancing, making decisions.
Erised;; to become a great historical writer, get a job in history of magic, have someone love her as she loves them, have a child or children.
Patronus;; her christmas back with her family after her first term at hogwarts. she'd forgotten how much she'd missed them and she got off the hogwarts express and ran into their arms. it was the happiest she'd ever felt due to the fact she'd been homesick.
Boggart;; centaurs. don't ask her why but she absolutely terrified of them. anything supersticious (looking at the stars) creeps her out.
Dementor;; her charms class being covered by the care of magical creatures professor and he made the class study nargles and rosie is pretty much scared of all animals apart from her cat so she ran away screaming.
Amortentia;; pumpkin soup, treacle sponge, new parchment, cinnamon.
Overall Personality;; rosie is that girl who is always surrounded by friends. you'll never find her on her own simply because when she is on her own, she's well hidden. she's definitely a social butterfly but that doesn't mean she'll talk to anyone. she is quite snobbish when it comes to picking friends. she worries about having muggle born or half blood friends simply because they're hunted down and she doesn't want a bad name for her family blood line and name. but there are some people that she just can't help but be friends with and then even blood doesn't matter. she can be a little standoffish in a girly way to begin with but if you have something in common with her, you won't be able to shut her up.
when she isn't with other people, she's probably hidden in a bush somewhere in the grounds with a book or a quill and parchment. she's a very creative seventeen year old and pretty much always has her head in the clouds. with her aspiration to be a historical writer and have a line of novels and non fiction books published she's happy with the company of words. she sometimes has trouble concentrating all the way through an hours lesson because her mind wonders off to other scenarios but she's not stupid. she might be a little bit of an airhead but she's probably in the top thirty percent of the year group.
along with her creative side is her fashionable side. fashion is a huge part of rosie's life and she always likes to look her best, ensuring her hair is how she wants it and her robes personalised. with her creative personality comes a fiery temper. she's quite happy to joke around if people are taking the mick out of her but as soon as they push it too far rosie can quite easily snap. honestly, you don't want to be on the wrong side of rosie. she can quite easily make your life hell. she's not afraid to play practical jokes that can't be blamed on her to watch you suffer. in fact, she's quite sneaky when it comes to revenge.
rosie get's jealous really rather easily and she can go pretty insane if someone is getting the attention she wants. she's quite spoilt and will do anything to get what she wants. you can tell she comes from a well off, pure blood family because of her clean, distinct look and personality. her red hair probably attaches her to the weasley's somewhere along the line. but she's not closely related. she has quite a baby face, but she dresses up to look older. overall, she means well but sometimes rosie just doesn't get it right.

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Happiness can be found
Even in the darkest of times
If one only remembers to turn on the light
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Parents;; robert george edwards, fifty four, deputy minister of magic. ethel laurenne edwards, fifty, wireless script writer.
Siblings;; not applicable.
Other Family;; other pure blood families.
Residence;; knightsbridge, london.
History;; born quite late on to robert and ethel edwards, rosie's birth was well planned around their careers which always took first place. as soon as she was born, ethel went back to work and rosie was looked after by a nanny who lived with them in their home in knightsbridge. the nanny was trained to get rosie anything she wanted whenever she wanted it which can't have been the best start, personality wise, in life. she was a dreadful child, constantly spoilt and constantly throwing tantrums. she craved the love of her parents and the time that she did spend with them was stolen by them being on call and being called into work. one day, she even followed her father to work and threw a tantrum in the minister's office. obviously, she was immediately taken home by security and yet again, the nanny had to deal with her.
the nanny was her best friend as she was growing up other than the other pure blooded children she was forced to play with in her early years. she could tell her nanny anything and would cry quite often about never seeing her parents. her nanny felt sorry for her rather often because a young girl needs the lover of her parents to progress.
it wasn't until rosie was nine that she showed her first signs of magic, which was worrying for her parents. the thought of giving birth to a squib made ethel faint at least three times over the years but she was the type of woman who never had a backbone and would do anything her husband said. but anyway, when rosie had just turned nine she finally broke down to her parents and broke the front door down with her anger and upset. obviously, money wasn't and issue and their daughter was a witch so it was their happiest moment. it happened just in the knick of time as they were just about to orphan her off and put her up for muggle adoption.
rosie went to hogwarts with the greatest equipment and robes her parents could get their hands on. though rosie really wasn't ready to leave. she clung to her nanny on the platform before being forced onto the train. she spent her first journey all the way to hogwarts crying in the toilets. she was such a state, she can't even remember any of the sorting ceremony. it wasn't until some other girls in her house took pity on her that she started to make friends. however her return for christmas was the best thing that happened to her. she got off the train and to her surprise, her parents were there and she ran into their arms and spent all the days until christmas eve with them. but at two am in the morning, they were both called into work on official business, leaving rosie with her nanny, yet again. this was when she realised that she didn't need them and she shouldn't be homesick at hogwarts because it was where she was truly wanted. since then her time at hogwarts has been better, a lot better.

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I’m not Fred, I’m George
Honestly woman?!
And you call yourself our mother
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Name/Alias;; kate.
Age;; eighteen.
Roleplay Experience;; about five years.
How did you hear about us?;; advertisement.
Code Phrase;; the coward who ran.
Roleplay Sample;; crazy 8 wasn't exactly the classiest place to be seen but it was pretty much the only pub moss landing had acquired over the years. there might have been others, before mabel moved there, of course but they obviously hadn't managed to stay open and bring in the custom. but with a population of two hundred and four keeping a business open was always going to be difficult. there just aren't enough people around to take money from. that's why mabel had struck gold with her bakery. being the only business to sell freshly baked produce for at least seven miles and who wants to pay for petrol when all you want is a chocolate croissant? no one, that's who and with a specialist culinary education like mabel's, why would you?

mabel raised her head as she sensed movement from stella walking in. her signature, toothy grin spread across her face. bless her and her little work outfit. that was the great thing about being self employed, no uniform. saying that, the bakery was getting to the point where she was thinking about taking on a part timer from the high school. then she might actually have to introduce a dress code to show customers some order. then again, wearing cute clothes makes the business more cosy and homely and she preferred it that way. there were definitely pros and cons to all business ventures, ideas and decisions but mabel had a logical mind and that certainly helped.

"hi honey!" she said casually, "good day serving coffee?" she continued adding a cheeky giggle. it's pretty much the same kind of job as the bakery, public service and cash handling but mabel couldn't help but feeling that making lattes all day could get monotonous. there weren't many jobs in moss so you took whatever you were given and you were glad for it. well, that's what mabel had been told. because she hadn't grown up here she didn't quite understand their customs from time to time. she loved it though, much more than nyc. there might be a lot going on in the big apple, but it didn't compare to town living, not in her eyes anyway.

"I see you failed to read my mind and bring me a sugar cookie," mabel dropped her jaw in false surprise. "aw, i thought you knew me better than to say such a thing!" she threw her long hair over her shoulder and pulled out an extra large sugar cookie from her bag for stella and a blueberry muffin for herself. passing over the cookie she glanced over to james and sure enough, he was just leaving the bar with their drinks. perfect timing.[/size]

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I have decided to sirt her into Ravenclaw. She makes for a good Gryffindor but the books kinda took to me as Ravenclaw.