Post by Victoire Weasley on Jul 27, 2007 17:41:13 GMT -5
Name: Victoire Weasley
Age: 17
Occupation: Seventh Year Student at Hogwarts
Appearance: Victoire has the look of someone you would never expect to be so crazy and reckless. She inherited her mother's blonde hair, which she often pulls up into a ponytail. It's pretty and keeps her hair in place for her next escapade. She's rather tall and has plenty of muscle tone from said adventures.
Her face is very much her father's. She has his light brown eyes, wide smile and even the collection of freckles on her face, which become more prominent during the summer, despite her previous efforts to hide them.
Family: Daughter of Bill and Fleur Weasley, cousin of Lily, James and Albus Potter and Rose and Hugo Weasley, niece of Ginevra, George and Percy Weasley...you get the general idea, I think.
Personality: Victoire is the dare devil in her family and has been known to try everything from jumping off of the roof and try to land on her broomstick to sneaking into the Forbidden Forest in hopes of finding some odd creature (she finds herself particularly fascinated by werewolves).
However, that doesn't mean she lets herself look any less presentable. The traces of Veela blood in her just doesn't let her let that happen. She'll be very likely to search for reflecting pools to make sure she still looks somewhat pretty. Vanity is possibly the one thing that will stop her from doing reckless things, because nothing else, not even threat of death, would stop her otherwise.
She's hardly aware of how intimidating she has the tendency to be and therefore has very little idea of why she has few friends outside of her extended family. Anyone who even tries to mess with her will earn much more than a death glare. Her heart's on her sleeve and often times it shows. Hiding seems pointless to her, so she doesn't let people tell her not to speak her mind.
She can be very pessimistic and often times, she'll find the worst in people before she finds the good in them. When things go wrong, she's the first person to throw a fit and act as though it's the end of the world. It's not as though she's a drama queen per say; she just thinks that anything bad is something that should be avoided.
She tends to look after herself when the going gets tough. She would need some reminders that other people have needs. When that happens, she'll reluctantly do what she can. Despite this, she loves her family. She just has issues getting out of her self absorbtion. She's hardly lazy, however and works hard to get what she wants. Hence why she refuses to "work her magic" like her mother did during her schooldays. If she wants a guy, she tries non magical methods and thinks that others should do the same.
Brief History: Victoire was born in July two years after the "Final Battle". Because of this, she had a very peaceful childhood in the secluded house her family lived in. Almost too peaceful for her taste. For the first few years of her life, she settled with stories from her extended family about their adventures at Hogwarts and beyond. Needless to say, she wanted to get to the school as soon as possible. For the time being, she often spent her time playing on her toy broomstick and trying to sneak a try of either her mother or her father's wands.
She started showing signs of magic around the usual age of six when she was running around the yard and actually managed to hover five feet over the ocean near her home for a matter of minutes. The thrill she felt during it, including when she fell into the water, was to become an addictive feeling.
From then on, she became even more likely to do crazy things. By the age of ten, she had broken just about every bone in her body at least once. Despite absolutely hating the taste of Skelo-Gro, you couldn't stop her for very long. It wasn't that she wanted to cause her parents grief. In fact, she never understood why it would give them grief in the first place. Why wouldn't they want her to enjoy this sort of thrill? There came a time when her mother finally asked her aunts and uncles to refrain from telling those stories, much to Victoire's dismay.
Finally, she got the letter from Hogwarts. Needless to say, she was elated. In fact, she was so thrilled, she didn't try anything life threatening for the whole time she went through all the prepartions. The only thing she did that even indicated misbehaviour was stealing her Aunt Hermione's old copy of Hogwarts: A History.
Somehow, through Hogwarts, she became even closer to her younger cousins. She would often write colourfully detailed letters of anything and everything that happened to her, including the multitude of detentions she received for the times she got caught causing trouble. She was always a good student (you can't be Hermione Granger's niece and not be, even if it was only by marriage), but that didn't stop the threats of expulsion. This seemed to calm her down. She adored Hogwarts and the last thing she wanted was to leave before it was time to.
Things Worth Mentioning:
RP Sample: "Thank you Uncle George," Victoire muttered as the Decoy Detonator crawled toward where Filch was. There was no doubt in her mind that she'd be able to get away with those lovely little things. Sure, she wasn't big on doing pranks herself, but she wasn't going to say they weren't useful.
With that in mind, she climbed up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower, almost walking like a cat, as if it would keep the stairs from creeking. Her heart was pounding and a wide, manic smile was on her face. The adrenaline was pumping through her veins and the euphoria of it all was sinking in. It reached its boiling point once she reached the top.
Before starting anything, she looked at the dark sky; it was a perfect navy blue filled with stars and a full moon overhead. She sighed, taking it in before getting down to business. She jumped. Her Nimbus Infinity in hand, she climbed on, a determined look on her face as she kicked off from the wall of the Tower. Letting out a whoop, she was off to the Forbidden Forest.
Age: 17
Occupation: Seventh Year Student at Hogwarts
Appearance: Victoire has the look of someone you would never expect to be so crazy and reckless. She inherited her mother's blonde hair, which she often pulls up into a ponytail. It's pretty and keeps her hair in place for her next escapade. She's rather tall and has plenty of muscle tone from said adventures.
Her face is very much her father's. She has his light brown eyes, wide smile and even the collection of freckles on her face, which become more prominent during the summer, despite her previous efforts to hide them.
Family: Daughter of Bill and Fleur Weasley, cousin of Lily, James and Albus Potter and Rose and Hugo Weasley, niece of Ginevra, George and Percy Weasley...you get the general idea, I think.
Personality: Victoire is the dare devil in her family and has been known to try everything from jumping off of the roof and try to land on her broomstick to sneaking into the Forbidden Forest in hopes of finding some odd creature (she finds herself particularly fascinated by werewolves).
However, that doesn't mean she lets herself look any less presentable. The traces of Veela blood in her just doesn't let her let that happen. She'll be very likely to search for reflecting pools to make sure she still looks somewhat pretty. Vanity is possibly the one thing that will stop her from doing reckless things, because nothing else, not even threat of death, would stop her otherwise.
She's hardly aware of how intimidating she has the tendency to be and therefore has very little idea of why she has few friends outside of her extended family. Anyone who even tries to mess with her will earn much more than a death glare. Her heart's on her sleeve and often times it shows. Hiding seems pointless to her, so she doesn't let people tell her not to speak her mind.
She can be very pessimistic and often times, she'll find the worst in people before she finds the good in them. When things go wrong, she's the first person to throw a fit and act as though it's the end of the world. It's not as though she's a drama queen per say; she just thinks that anything bad is something that should be avoided.
She tends to look after herself when the going gets tough. She would need some reminders that other people have needs. When that happens, she'll reluctantly do what she can. Despite this, she loves her family. She just has issues getting out of her self absorbtion. She's hardly lazy, however and works hard to get what she wants. Hence why she refuses to "work her magic" like her mother did during her schooldays. If she wants a guy, she tries non magical methods and thinks that others should do the same.
Brief History: Victoire was born in July two years after the "Final Battle". Because of this, she had a very peaceful childhood in the secluded house her family lived in. Almost too peaceful for her taste. For the first few years of her life, she settled with stories from her extended family about their adventures at Hogwarts and beyond. Needless to say, she wanted to get to the school as soon as possible. For the time being, she often spent her time playing on her toy broomstick and trying to sneak a try of either her mother or her father's wands.
She started showing signs of magic around the usual age of six when she was running around the yard and actually managed to hover five feet over the ocean near her home for a matter of minutes. The thrill she felt during it, including when she fell into the water, was to become an addictive feeling.
From then on, she became even more likely to do crazy things. By the age of ten, she had broken just about every bone in her body at least once. Despite absolutely hating the taste of Skelo-Gro, you couldn't stop her for very long. It wasn't that she wanted to cause her parents grief. In fact, she never understood why it would give them grief in the first place. Why wouldn't they want her to enjoy this sort of thrill? There came a time when her mother finally asked her aunts and uncles to refrain from telling those stories, much to Victoire's dismay.
Finally, she got the letter from Hogwarts. Needless to say, she was elated. In fact, she was so thrilled, she didn't try anything life threatening for the whole time she went through all the prepartions. The only thing she did that even indicated misbehaviour was stealing her Aunt Hermione's old copy of Hogwarts: A History.
Somehow, through Hogwarts, she became even closer to her younger cousins. She would often write colourfully detailed letters of anything and everything that happened to her, including the multitude of detentions she received for the times she got caught causing trouble. She was always a good student (you can't be Hermione Granger's niece and not be, even if it was only by marriage), but that didn't stop the threats of expulsion. This seemed to calm her down. She adored Hogwarts and the last thing she wanted was to leave before it was time to.
Things Worth Mentioning:
- Loves Quidditch and everything about it. Her parents thought that being a Beater would be an outlet for her dangerous thrill seeking, but it seems to have only increased it.
- Don't you dare call her Vicky unless you want a hex thrown at you. She's given people extra arms for less than that. Only her father and boyfriends are allowed to call her that.
- Speaking of boyfriends, she's absolutely mad for Teddy Remus Lupin.
RP Sample: "Thank you Uncle George," Victoire muttered as the Decoy Detonator crawled toward where Filch was. There was no doubt in her mind that she'd be able to get away with those lovely little things. Sure, she wasn't big on doing pranks herself, but she wasn't going to say they weren't useful.
With that in mind, she climbed up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower, almost walking like a cat, as if it would keep the stairs from creeking. Her heart was pounding and a wide, manic smile was on her face. The adrenaline was pumping through her veins and the euphoria of it all was sinking in. It reached its boiling point once she reached the top.
Before starting anything, she looked at the dark sky; it was a perfect navy blue filled with stars and a full moon overhead. She sighed, taking it in before getting down to business. She jumped. Her Nimbus Infinity in hand, she climbed on, a determined look on her face as she kicked off from the wall of the Tower. Letting out a whoop, she was off to the Forbidden Forest.