03-01-2016, 05:43 AM
In Character
Full Name: Ruby Melody Weasley
Nicknames: Ru (pronounced "Roo")
Birthdate: February 2, 1871
Current Age: 15
Occupation: 4th year Gryffindor Student
Reputation: 5
Residence: Hogsmeade
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Wand: Rowan wood, 11 1/2", flexible, Phoenix Tailfeather
Blood Status: Half Blood
Social Class: Middle Class
Family:
Appearance:
Nicknames: Ru (pronounced "Roo")
Birthdate: February 2, 1871
Current Age: 15
Occupation: 4th year Gryffindor Student
Reputation: 5
Residence: Hogsmeade
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Wand: Rowan wood, 11 1/2", flexible, Phoenix Tailfeather
Blood Status: Half Blood
Social Class: Middle Class
Family:
Courage Dexter Hatchitt, b. 1812, Maternal Grandfather
Lillian Mariah Hatchitt (née Mohr), b. 1824, Maternal Grandmother
Cedar Chastity Hatchitt, b. 1833, Uncle
Magnolia Temperance _________ (née Hatchitt), b. 1836, Aunt
Hazel Charity _________ (née Hatchitt), b. 1840, Aunt
Oak Diligence Hatchitt, b. 1844, Uncle d. 1844
Birch Patience Hatchitt, b. 1847, Uncle
Chestnut Humility Hatchitt, b. 1853, Aunt d. 1853
Rowan Ignatius Weasley, b. 1836, Father
Juniper Kindness Weasley (née Hatchitt), b. 1849, Mother
Peridot Aria Weasley, b. 1868, Sister
Emerald Cadence Weasley, b. 1869, Sister
Citrine Sonata Weasley, b. 1872, Sister
Alexandrite Andante Weasley, b. 1873, Sister
Sapphire Minuet Weasley, b. 1875, Sister
Topaz Cadenza Weasley, b. 1878, Sister
Amethyst Toccata Weasley, b. 1883, Sister
Appearance:

Standing just exactly at 5 feet tall, and weighing in at a petite 95 pounds, Ruby is a spitting image of the other women of the Weasley family. Her bright, naturally curly/slightly frizzy red hair (usually worn down or in pigtails), emerald green eyes, and freckled face would be near impossible to mistake for anyone else but a Weasley girl. Even like her mother and several of her sisters, Ruby uses her left hand to write and cast spells.History:
When not in her school robes or boasting her Gryffindor pride, Ruby enjoys dressing in bright colors and patterns that aren't necessarily always considered pretty. She doesn't mind making a statement that she isn't afraid to be a little different. Especially at school, where her mother cannot tell her otherwise, Ruby enjoys accessorizing with mismatched, gaudy costume style jewelry and head pieces. A look of amusement is almost permanently plastered on her face, a nod to her happy-go-lucky personality.
1871: Ruby is born to parents Rowan and Juniper Weasley. She is their third child and daughter.Personality:
1872: Sister Citrine is born; Ruby is too young to know the difference.
1873: Rowan and Juniper give birth to another daughter, Alexandrite.
1875: Sapphire is the sixth daughter to be born into the family.
1877: Like most wizarding families, the Weasleys move to Hogsmeade. Ruby doesn't only embrace the change, but is excited about it and the prospect of being able to play with other children of wizarding families.
1878: Ruby gets yet another sister, Topaz. She is finally old enough to understand the concept of being a big sister. Beginning to integrate and play with children of other wizarding families now that they live in Hogsmeade, Ruby realizes just how much she appreciates her parents having had all of their daughters so close in age, as they're all pretty close and don't deal with some of the age gap battles or jealousy that some siblings appear to have.
1880: Ruby's closest siblings, Emerald and Peridot both leave the house to start their first year at Hogwarts. Ruby doesn't handle the change very well; she misses her sisters and becomes very emotional. She has her first show of magic - while crying into her pillow directly following their departure from the house, the pillow explodes, sending feathers all over her room - and even into her hair.
1882: After much waiting, Ruby finally heads off to Hogwarts for her first year. She is sorted into Gryffindor, a bit disappointed, as she would have rather been a Hufflepuff.
1883: Sister Amethyst is born. Juniper takes a job at the Ministry of Magic as a Spirit Division Employee.
1884: Following her mother's new job, Ruby takes a special interest in Divination and Ghoul Studies.
1885: During Ruby's third year, she decides to find some clubs to bide her spare time. She joins the Garden Club.
1886: Ruby is currently finishing up her fourth year, beginning preparations for her fifth years and OWLs. She is going through a transition period of her life where she knows she needs to start making plans for what she wants to do as a career.
quirky, happy-go-lucky, social, restless, reckless when it comes to protecting or defending her friends and family, likes justiceSample Roleplay Post:
[This is from another site, I hope that's ok?]
While the Hogwarts school year had only just recently kicked off, it was nigh time for students in their seventh year to prepare for entering the real world. Sure, they still had their NEWTs left before graduating from Hogwarts, but by this point in their lives, they should of at least had a faint idea of the direction that they were headed or what sort of career path that they wanted to go down. For professional Quidditch hopefuls, it was never too early to strut their stuff on the Pitch, showing off not only their moves, but their dedication and teamwork potential, as well. Recruiters were always watching, after all.
Occasionally, some of the teams in the league worked with the school to hold scouting clinics for students looking to step into the professional Quidditch world post-graduation. They were like mini field trips, if you would - trips to the teams' home stadium for a little bit of meet and greet action followed by basic drills. Of course, so as to not interfere with any actual schoolwork, they were only available on the weekends - and rarely, at that. Securing a spot at an event was an honor in itself. If the team manager really liked a potential recruit, they'd send them off with one of the current team players for a little bit of one-on-one play action.
Admittedly, these weekends were usually a little bit more about good publicity as the team owners usually put a "giving back to the community" or "education outreach" spin on the whole situation, but occasionally, something actually came of it, and some students would find themselves securing a spot on the teams that they visited come the end of their seventh years.
The clinic that fell on this particular day seemed to be going well, thus far. The team owner was present, which was a rare thing, and the manager seemed to be in a good mood, which was also rare. Even better, the Wasps' current Captain, Bruce Samuels, seemed to be in an equally chipper mood. Samuels wasn't exactly known to be a peach. Not only was the man dangling onto his career for dear life as he approached fifty, but he'd suffered quite an overwhelming amount of drastic injuries. The tabloids were surprised that he hadn't just ended his career yet; then again, if there was any indication as to how stubborn the man was, it was definitely his persistence to stay in the league for a few years longer.
The morning consisted of a typical celebrity schmooze-fest. The students attending the clinic were given shirts emblazoned with the Wimbourne Wasps' logo, a moving poster of the current team's lineup, and were sent down the line for autograph and photo opportunities. Naturally, Wes hated it. Unfortunately, it took up the majority of the morning, ending only when the students retired to a catered lunch where they drew numbers to decide which current Wasp that they'd sit with. Wes rolled his eyes for much of the lunch, having been stuck with some kids that, quite frankly, seemed to lack any potential.
Most of their conversation revolved around the fame aspect of Quidditch versus the game. Sigh. Like the sport needed any more players that were the likes of Aub and Kate. Maybe Wes was just being extra judgmental since they were Arrows - or maybe it was just a coincidence that two of the biggest party girls in the league just so happened to play on the Arrows - which just so happened to have a deep, longtime rivalry with the Wasps. Eh, either way, if these kids were more worried about playing around with the paparazzi than what they were learning how to perform double-barrel roll dodge-swoop-dives, the future of Quidditch was bleak.
Following that dreadful lunch, the players and students were instructed to gear up and return to the field for some basic drills. While a Captain-ship seemed far off for as long as Stubborn-Ass Samuels was around, Wes fell comfortably into the role of leading these kiddos around. Someday, he aspired to leading a team, an actual team - but for now, he'd have to make do with a handful of team hopefuls. Once he and his small group had reached their isolated section of the field, Wes addressed his "team" in a pretty straight-forward manner, unlike some of his counterparts who were talking to the students like they were delicate little flowers. Wes wasn't the biggest fan of fabricated pleasantries for the sake of not scaring away potential recruits, and, true to himself, didn't play that role for even a second.
"Alright, here's the deal. To be a great Quidditch player, sometimes you've got to get out of your comfort zone. You need to be able to understand roles outside of your own. It makes it easier to come together and get things done as a team. You might love some of your team mates, and you might hate some of 'em." His eyes subconsciously drifted towards the Wasps' Captain. "But when you're out there, you've got to put all of that aside." He paced in front of them, hands behind his back, appearing thoughtful in nature. "I don't know if your schools encourage cross-training, but that's what we do here."
Grabbing a nearby hat with slips of paper folded up inside, Wes shuffled it a bit and stuck it out in front of the students in his group. "So, we're going to draw positions to see what you'll play. If you get your current position, don't worry. We're going to rotate, so you'll have a chance to try everything. Now, if you're not good at every role, or even any of them, don't worry. Except your own, of course. You should probably know how to do your job," he said rather bluntly. "Alright, moment of truth." He shook the hat again, implying that it was time to draw.
Out of Character
Name: Corinne
Age: 25
Contact: Skype- phyrereii (always signed in and messages are forwarded to my phone ^^ if you add me, please drop me a note that you're from Charming so I don't delete the request thinking you're a bot XD), AIM- goodlikethaat (not usually signed in, catch me in the CBox or PM me to sign on lol)
Other Characters: Andrew Weston
How did you hear about us?: You're an affiliate of Magical Mayhem, which is where I primarily RP.
Age: 25
Contact: Skype- phyrereii (always signed in and messages are forwarded to my phone ^^ if you add me, please drop me a note that you're from Charming so I don't delete the request thinking you're a bot XD), AIM- goodlikethaat (not usually signed in, catch me in the CBox or PM me to sign on lol)
Other Characters: Andrew Weston
How did you hear about us?: You're an affiliate of Magical Mayhem, which is where I primarily RP.