Audition

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[littlered]

My audition for Dominique Weasley
Name: Dominique --- Weasley.
Age: Fifteen.
Birthday: 7 April.
Sibling: Victoire Weasley [Graduated/18], Louis Weasley [Fourth Year/14].
Parents: Bill Weasley || Fleur Delacour.
Ancestry: English || French.
Blood Status: Halfblood, due to Veela blood.
Occupation: Student.
Schooling: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
House: Ravenclaw.
Best Subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts|Transfiguration
Worst Subject: Divinination
Wand: 10 3/4' |Alder wood and vela hair
Patronus: deer
Boggart: Rejection
Quidditch: Beater.
Personality: Dominique is a boy's gal, finding herself one of them rather than with a group of girls. She's not nearly as girly as her older sister and yet she's not really tom-boy. She's the only Delacour-Weasley to inherit actual Weasley genetics as far as looks. She's incredibly blunt and doesn't possess tons of tact. When in uncomfortable situations she can tend to make up for it with sarcasm and goofiness. She doesn't have the patience to try to learn as much French as her mother probably would like. Very logical and incredibly witty.

Extra Tidbits;

• Being the middle child she tends to feel as if she doesn't live up to her siblings, especially considering that they inherited the Delacour looks. This doesn't manifest itself in horrible jealousy or something of the sort. It's just an insecurity.
• Despite this insecurity she's incredibly close to both her siblings, bonding with them in opposite ways.
• Polar opposite in some aspects to her older sister.
• Enjoys playing Quidditch and playing in the dirt over being girly, though she does have her moments where she likes to be made up.
• Plays as a Beater for the Ravenclaw team and loves it. Though it's not a career for her. She just loves it as a hobby.
• Daddy's girl. All specific relationships with Fleur, Louis, and Victoire can be discussed upon approval into the RPG.

Dominique sat in bed a book spread open on her lap. She’d lit a few candles , not wanting to turn on any lights in the middle of the night and risk waking up any of her family members, and had used a simple spell to levitate them. She had done this hours ago and the candles were almost burnt all the way down. She sighed softly, looking up at them. Carefully, she marked her place in her book and shut it carefully, setting it down on top of her bedspread. She stood and blew out the candles before plucking them from the air and setting them on her bedside table. She crept across to her door and opened it softly, stepping out into the hallway. She glanced around, intent on going to the hall closet to look for more candles when her eyes fell on Louis’ door which had been left slightly ajar, light spilling out of it.
Dominique hesitated for a moment, then walked over to it, tapping softly on it. “Lou?” She called quietly , blinking through the light that shone in her eyes. She slowly pushed the door opened and smiled, seeing her brother repacking his trunk yet again, clearly excited to be going back to school in a matter of hours. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her, walking over to her brother’s bed where all of the contents of his trunk lay. She sat down , smiling as she picked up a pile of his shirts and began to refold them for him, helping him to pack everything neatly. She glanced over at the top of his wardrobe where an empty cage sat, a cage that normally contained Louis’ pat owl. “You’ve been sending a lot of owls lately. Who have you been writing to all summer?” She asked, setting the pile of shirts into his trunk and picking up his robes as he carefully seemed to become more focused than ever on stacking his books perfectly in his trunk. Dominique noticed a bit of pink in her brother’s cheeks. She smiled.
“Is it a girl?” She asked as she bent to place his robes in his trunk, along with a large pile of socks. She reached for the last few items littering his bed and placed them in his trunk. She straightened up as he shut his trunk and looked over at him. “Louis, your cheeks are brighter red than my hair!” She exclaimed, laughing as she sat down on top of the trunk and her brother sat beside her. “So, who is it?” She asked , grinning, as she made herself comfortable, settling in to hear her brother’s story and spend the next few hours with him until it was time to go to Kings Cross Station and make their way back to school.

[admin]

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[Brianna Finnigan]

i am auditioning for the role of Brianna Finnigan.

It has been a long day and classes were finally over, and Brianna was relieved to be out of all her classes, and spend some time with Zack one of her good friends and the guy she had feelings for. Brianna made her way towards the Ravenclaw common room. She held her books close to her head and her head held high, as she walked past students who were all together.
Brianna stopped in the middle of the hall and peaked around the corner “did you here Rose Weasley and Scorpius were caught together?” Brianna gasped slightly as she started to walk again could this be true a Weasley and a Malfoy like each other? Who knows all Bree knew was that she needed to tell people she knew.

Brianna quickly reached the common room, she looked around the room and saw her best friend Molly “molly I just heard the juiciest story” she said as she sat down next to her. “What did you hear Bri” she said in reply “well while I was walking up here I overheard two girls talking about how Rose and Scorpius were caught together” she said as she had the biggest grin on her face. “Are you serious?” Molly said in return “I am afraid so, but you would have to be the one to confirm it since she is your cousin” she said “that is true I will go ask her about it soon” she said giving her a small smile. '

“Well I told Zack I would spend some time with him” she said as she stood up and headed up to her Dorm room, she changed out of her uniform and put on a dress, she than took down her pony tail, she brushed her long brunette hair. And then put some makeup on, and some jewelry that would go with her outfit. “Perfect” she said as she put on her boots as well finally finishing 30 minutes later.

Brianna was now finished getting dressed as she headed out of the common room she headed down the moving staircase and finally reached the great hall where she saw Zack with his headphones in his ear and him talking to her brother, she smiled brightly as she approached the both of them.

She put her hair behind her ears and hugged her younger brother. “Hey little brother” she said as she adored him “hey older sis” he said in reply to her “you ready Zack?” she said giving him a flirty look, he took his headphones off and nodded ‘let’s go” he said giving him, his famous smirk. Brianna looked down fixing her hair once more and giving her younger brother a hug once more. The two teenagers headed down to the three broomsticks to spend the rest of the day together.

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[Brianna Finnigan]

thank you! i am glad to be apart of it.
i do have a question can i make a roleplayer.me as well?

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[orionthestar]

Full name: Hermione Jean Weasley (nee Granger)
Alias (es): Hermy, Mione.
Age: Thirty Nine (Dated on 2018)
Date of Birth: 19th September 1979.
Blood Status: Muggleborn.
Parents: Both dentist, Mr and Mrs Granger.
Siblings: None.
Best Friend: Harry James Potter, Ronald Bilius Weasley.
Significant Other: Ronald Bilius Weasley.
Children: Rose and Hugo Weasley.
Hair and Eyes Colour: Brown.
Occupations: Currently a high rank official in the Department of Magical Law enforcement.
Wand: Now using Bellatrix Lestrange’s wand.
Boggart: Failure:
House Loyalty: Gryffindor.

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Audition:-

At half past six in the morning, the loud and piercing ring kicked the brown-eyed woman awake. With matted and completely dishevelled brown locks, her mouth with normal, well arranged teeth parted wide in a yawn, stifled by her palm. She stretched her tense muscle and let her hazy orbs to acknowledge the familiar surrounding before relaxing her slightly tensed form.
Home, my room with Ron.

She breathed a sigh of relief and untangled Ron’s hand that draped around the curve of her waist in an almost protective manner and slipped away from the bed he shared with Ron, for years since their marriage. Hermione’s eyes darted towards the mass of parchments and folders tucked in a perfect state of chaos on her desk.


She sighed again. Even after the eradication of the old laws, the Pure Blood would never give up the fight. Complaints and objections had grown into a pile, Hermione had gone far by burning every unknown letters after receiving threats, Howler and many unspeakable things had been sent to their house.


Luckily, Rose and Hugo were nowhere in sight as their parents had been worried sick of the continuous, completely anonymous personal letters. Auror Department was on alert; Ron was worried about her safety since most of the threats were directed to her, one of the high ranked officials in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Not to mention, Wizengamot was in the state of unrest, protestations may have included them as well for they were, in fact was the group of individuals that approved of laws.


Before taking a step into the bathroom, she glanced over her shoulder watching the sleeping form of Ron and the total darkness outside of the window.

What will happen to their world now?

*


“Bloody hell, love! Mione!” Ronald Weasley addressed his wife by his side, calmly sipping her beverage before startled a little upon Ron’s exclamation. His eyes bulged wide, etched his late thirties feature into a state of surprise and disbelief.


“What, Ron? Something happened?” He didn’t reply but pushing today Daily Prophet straight to her face with haste. She eyed him and noticed the back of his ears were red with blood. It couldn’t be that bad, right? Hermione thought and snatched the newspaper with force, luckily not that strong to tear the newspaper into half.


“Merlin, what the...” She paused; the title was large enough to be read from far. Her jaw cracked wide, scanning the front page with speed, discerning the information carved on the newspaper as if a bowl of Dung Bomb tucked beneath her nose.

NEW VERSION OF DARK MARK IN MINISTRY!


Ron was impatient; he rose from his seat to stand behind Hermione, reading the first page properly. At least, that was what he intended to before his intention banished upon listening a loud bang and masculine scream from the living room.


Alerted, both husband and wife drew their wands in alarm, aware of the sudden intrusion of their Floo, expecting the worse. Yet, what they saw was a familiar black haired male with an old fashioned spectacle rested on the crook of his nose, breathing heavily, clutching his wand tight.


“Harry, what are you doing, mate?! What’s wrong?” Ron moved to aid his friend but was dismissed at all once.


“Harry, is something going on? Tell us.” Her voice was breathy and nervous but worried.


“Kingsley...”He started.

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[Lavender Finnigan]

Name: Lavender Gemma Finnigan (nee; Brown)
Age: 37
Birthday: 11 August, 1980
Parents: Edward Brown (100), and Mary Wilcox-Brown (96), both former Ravenclaws
Husband: Seamus Finnigan
Children: Brianna Finnigan || Keegan Finnigan
Relatives: Daphne Finnigan || Grace Finnigan II || Ernie MacMillan
Best-Friend: Parvati Patil
Ancestry: English
Blood Status: Pure-Blood
Current Location: Dublin, Ireland
Occupation: Editor in Chief of Witch Weekly
Schooling: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
House: Gryffindor
Yule Ball Date: Seamus Finnigan
Best subjects: Divination and History of Magic
Worst Subject: Potions
Wand: Ten inches, cherry, very bendy, dragon heartstring
Patronus: A rabbit that looks just like Binky
Boggart: Fenrir Greyback


Personality:

The silly and shallow Lavender Brown of Hogwarts is almost unrecognizable as a woman of almost forty. The decades tend to do that to a person. Though Lavender can still be rather silly, and she never says no to a cute dress, the years have mellowed her. Her life stopped revolving entirely around make up and boys when she was seventeen, and although she’s forged a career on the back of her fashion prowess, Lavender knows there are more important things in life now.

The school girl Lavender can still be spotted if one knows how to look. Lavender is still quite temperamental, especially around the full moons. But Lavender was never bull-headed unnecessarily, she still knows how to admit she was wrong and apologize should the situation arise. Lavender was never one willing to shy away from the unpopular opinion, a trait that has been invaluable to her during her ascent to editor in chief of Witch Weekly. Lavender is still highly vain, and never leaves her home without her hair perfectly styled and her outfit just right.

Lavender is a lioness through and through. The woman still bears the scars of the Battle of Hogwarts, both physically and mentally. But she’s strong, stronger than most people would have given her credit for as a teenager. Of course, those were the people who always had trouble seeing past the silly, emotional girl reading tea leaves. A hobby that Lavender still quite enjoys actually, reading those tea leaves. Lavender is less silly now, she carries herself with a professional aura that demands respect. The giddy and emotional teenage still shines through, when Lavender sees a particular nice collection of clothes, or when her babies get their Hogwarts letter... Lavender has been known to react with undignified squees and sobbing in such situations.


Facts:

001 Befriended Parvati Patil her first year.
002 Shared a dormitory with Parvati Patil, Hermione Granger, and Daphne Finnigan.
003 Was often the target of Daphne's pranks
004 Went to the Yule Ball with Seamus as friends
005 Is very affectionate as noted when she dated Ron Weasley.
006 At first she was resentful of Hermione but got over it when things in the war got serious.
007 Grew closer with Seamus and Daphne Finnigan in the Room of Requirement
008 Was attacked by Fenrir Greyback during the final battle but was saved by Hermione Granger and Professor Trelawny before any serious damage was made.
009 As a result she prefers her meat less than well done.
010 She can get a little moody around a full moon but nothing seriously drastic.
011 Is very close with her daughter, Brianna.
012 Loves to invite friends over for dinner and to lounge.


History: [[Okay, so, I noticed the person who plays Seamus doesn’t list any head canon for the couple. I’m just going to list some here along with some general Lav facts so you can get a better feel for my Lavender. All negotiable, of course!]]

First year: Lavender is sorted in Gryffindor and meets lifelong soul mate and best friend, Parvati Patil

Second year: Lavender has her first crush: Professor Lockhart

Third year: Lavender finally finds a course she can excel in (well, other than History of Magic, but that just comes naturally to her because history is like gossip!): Divination

Fourth year: Yule Ball, Lavender attends as friends with Seamus Finnigan

Fifth year: Lavender and Seamus start off the year on the same page regarding Harry Potter. Then, Hermione talks some sense in Lavender and she changes her mind. Lavender and Seamus row, Lavender joins the DA and refuses to talk to Seamus

Sixth year: Lavender dates Ron Weasley and that ends terribly. Totally killed her thing for gingers

Seventh year: The worst year of Lavender’s life, and a year she still doesn’t like to talk about, except it’s also the year her and Seamus rekindled their friendship, which then blossomed into a romance

1998: During the Battle of Hogwarts, Lavender is attacked by Fenrir Greyback. She still bears some scars on her back, as well as an affinity for rare meat and a tendency to be quite moody around the full moon.

1998: On August 27th, Lavender and Seamus are married, much to the concern of most of their friends. It’s too fast, everyone said. Lavender’s parents are most disappointed with their flighty and romantic daughter

1998: Lavender interns with the Wizard Wireless Network, finds she is unsuited to radio

1999 to 2000: Still attempting to figure out her life, Lavender works at Madam Malkin’s in Diagon Alley and writes horoscopes for the Divination section of the Daily Prophet

2000: With her eye for fashion, it isn’t long before Lavender decides to branch out from horoscopes. She freelances a few articles to Witch Weekly and the Daily Prophet on the latest in magical fashion trends

2001: Lavender is hired to write a weekly column with Witch Weekly, ‘Smashing Fashion’. Daughter Brianna is born

2003: Lavender’s column is a hit, her eye for predicting trends and impeccable taste does not go unnoticed by the Witch Weekly editors. Lavender begins to travel for fashion shows, and is given more responsibility at the magazine

2004: Son, Keegan, is born

2010: Fashion editor of Witch Weekly retires and recommends Lavender for the job, the magazine makes an offer that Lavender cannot refuse

2016: After dictating what the witch on the street is wearing in any given season for six years, the editor in chief of Witch Weekly retires. Lavender is offered her job, and naturally, she accepts

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Audition:

Lavender smiled politely at the kid behind the counter. “Latte please, with skim milk. And a coffee, black” The coffee shop was a new addition to Diagon Alley, though she knew her kids would laugh at her if she told them she still thought of the coffee shop as new. A lot of things in Lavender’s life were divided into categories. New meant things that had cropped up just after the war, while old was ascribed to anything that was around before the war – and survived. So, while the coffee shop had been in Diagon Alley for more than sixteen years – it was older than Brianna – Lavender still thought of it as new. Post-war.

But it wasn’t the time to dwell on the war. It had been years ago, and Lavender had learned very quickly that it was best to leave the thoughts of war to May 2nd. One day, once a year, where she could think about the war without guilt. It was better that way, it encouraged her to move on. No, today was a very special day. The children were back at Hogwarts, which meant that for the first time in months, Lavender and Parvati could have a coffee date without the children underfoot. This was important, for Lavender wanted to discuss the kids.

Taking the coffee for Parvati, and the latte for herself, Lavender paid the tab and settled in a window seat. Parvati would be along any minute, but while she waited for her best friend, it couldn’t hurt to people watch. Lavender drew inspiration for Witch Weekly from everywhere. Though never studious or particularly into hard work as a teenager, Lavender had taken to sleeping with parchment and a quill next to her bed. Just in case a brilliant idea struck her in the middle of the night.


It wasn’t long before Parvati joined her at the table, and Lavender, smiling widely, immediately launched into what had been become a familiar conversation ever since Lavender had had a boy, and Parvati a girl. “They were hanging around a lot over the summer. Oh, Parvati, wouldn’t it just be so romantic? Our children! Married!” The very thought made Lavender shiver with giddiness. Her and Parvati: relatives!

“They would thank us if we set them up! I just know it! Quick, we have to come up with ideas to make them date!” It wouldn’t be a Parvati and Lavender coffee date if there wasn’t any sort of scheming or meddling!

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[parvati]

Name: Parvati Sindhu Thomas, nee Patil
Age: 37
Birthday: 13 February, 1980
Parents: Bali (67) and Keshi (67)
Husband: Dean Thomas
Children: Jalila Thomas
Relatives: Padma Patil (Twin)
Besti-friend: Lavender Finnigan (nee; Brown)
Ancestry: English || Hindu
Blood Status: Half-blood
Current Location: Dorset, England
Occupation: Magical Law Enforcement Patrol
Schooling:Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
House: Gryffindor
Yule Ball Date: Harry Potter
Best subject: Defense Against the Dark Arts || Divination
Worst Subject: Potions
Wand: 9 ¾ cherry wood, dragon heartstring, flexible
Patronus: Monkey
Boggart: Travers the Death Eater


Personality:

Parvati grew up earlier than anyone expected. It started before her sixth year when she received much lower O.W.L. scores than her sister, Padma. She spent her sixth year and part of her seventh year, working harder in her classes to try to catch up. She almost became like Hermione with how much she studied, but she thankfully had Lavender there to make her occasionally return to her silly ways. Fighting in Dumbledore’s Army her seventh year matured her, as did fighting in a full battle. When Parvati left Hogwarts, she was completely different than the giggly girl who entered it.

In her younger years, Parvati had a hard time with her twin because Padma always did everything better than she did. However, the two became close during their seventh year when they lived together in the Room of Requirement, hiding from the people who wanted to punish them for their actions. The two Patil girls are now quite close, but they will never be as close as Parvati and Lavender are.

One thing that will never change is Parvati’s love for fashion. She likes sprucing up even her work uniform so that she does not blend into the background. She and Dean have had several rows about the money she spends on fashion, but still she continues to buy. Luckily they are well enough off that it is not too much of a problem if she can occasionally control herself.


Facts:

001 Befriended Lavender Brown her first year.
002 Was fond of Divination since her first class session.
003 Always supported Harry Potter
004 Dated a boy from Beauxbatons after the Yule Ball her fourth year.
005 Dormed with Lavender Brown, Hermione Granger, and Daphne Finnigan.
006 Hid out in the Room of Requirement with her twin during they're seventh year at Hogwarts.
007 Participated in the final battle.
008 Married Dean Thomas a few years after Seamus married Lavender.
009 Encourages her daughter in the things she loves.


History:

First year: Parvati is sorted in Gryffindor and meets lifelong soul mate and best friend, Lavender Brown.

Second year: Parvati discovers a knack for Defense Against the Dark Arts that she attributes to the fabulous teachings of Professor Lockhart.

Third year: Parvati becomes a better DADA student with Professor Lupin, as well as a fond love for Divination.

Fourth year: The year she tries to forget that she had that horrible date with Harry.

Fifth year: Parvati denies the thought of You-Know-Who returning because she cannot deal with the thought of it, but begrudgingly accepts it and joins Dumbledore’s Army, where she improves in DADA even more.

Sixth year: Parvati throws herself into her studies trying to impress her parents, which was a good distraction from Lavender’s embarrassing relationship, but she’s a good friend and never brings it up.

Seventh year: The year the war seemed real to Parvati. Dean and Parvati had started a correspondence over the summer that she took as a sign they would get together soon, but shortly after he disappeared because of the Muggle-Born Registration.

1998: During the Battle of Hogwarts, Parvati sees Dean again and the two fight together, defeating several Death Eaters. This night still haunts her years later because it was the first time she ever hurt anyone.

1998: Without a clear goal of the future, Parvati takes Kingsley’s offer to become an auror that he gave to everyone who fought on the winning side of the battle.

1999: Despite Lavender and Seamus rushing into marriage, it takes about a year after the battle before Parvati and Dean are ready to start dating.

2000: After doing it for two years, Parvati wants less pressure in a job, so she steps down to the magical law enforcement department.

2000-2003: For a few years, Parvati floats around in the department, not sure what she wants to do. She contemplates getting out of the Ministry of Magic and doing something completely different.

2002: Parvati and Dean finally get married.

2005: Daughter, Jalila, is born

2005-11: Parvati takes a few years off work to take care of her daughter.

2011: Parvati works as a Magical Law Enforcement Patrol and finally likes her job.

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Audition:

Parvati smiled gratefully at the coffee that Lavender had waiting for her the moment she walked in (late) to the coffee shop, “Thanks,” She barely had a moment to take a sip before Lavender started the same conversation they had had so many times before. Parvati nodded, a giggle escaping her lips. They sounded like the girls they were years ago that stayed up late in their beds, speculating about having children that would get married. Back in those days, Parvati always thought she would have a boy, not that she would trade her daughter for anything.

“I told you if we just put them in a room together, it would happen naturally,” Parvati said wisely, “Although it is much slower than we thought it would be.” She sighed dramatically, “Just the other day I told Dean that if we had just had a child at the same time you and Seamus did, there wouldn’t be any problems and our kids would probably be engaged already. But then he brought up that silly argument again that he and Seamus would never be able to take us both pregnant at the same time. As if we were hard to handle,” She rolled her eyes, taking another sip of her coffee, which she felt like she needed at that moment. Work always gave her crazy hours that she could never quite adjust to.

Parvati tapped her lips as she thought of plans to get their children together, “You know, Lav, we have to do this very carefully. I mean, just think about it. If they thought we wanted them together, they would rebel. Just imagine what would have happened if my parents tried to set me up with a family friend. I would die at the thought of it.” She shook her head, “Well, my parents never would have set me up with anyone as good as the match we have set for our kids. But anyway, there’s always mistletoe at Christmas, but that’s so far off.” She sighed, trying to think of something before her brown eyes grew large with excitement. “Lav, what if you talked to Jalila and mentioned that Keegan is interested in her? You know how excited girls get when she knows a boy is interested in her. She would definitely start flirting with him which would in turn get him interested. Plus, you know Jalila trusts you completely.” It seemed brilliant to Parvati. She could not think of anything negative, such as her daughter going up to Keegan and telling him she knew he was interested in her. No, no, this plan was brilliant.

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[karina1]

Name: Abigail Augusta Rookwood.
Alias(es): Gail (preferred).
Age: Eighteen.
Birthdate: 1 August, 2000.
Heritage: British.
Blood Status: Half-Blood.
Accent: Strong British Accent.
Mother: Abigail Clayton (deceased).
Father: Augustus Rookwood II.
Sibling(s): None.
Best Friend(s): TBA.
Pet(s): Bombay Cat named Hades.
Current Location: Rookwood Manor.
Resides With: Father and Grandmother.
Personality Trait(s): Arrogant, inconsiderate, stuck-up, argumentative but usually hides all the negative traits with an overly-sweet tone, dripping with sarcasm.
Height: 5'4".
Complexion: Olive-toned skin.
Hair Colour: Dark brown.
Eye Colour: Light green.
Overall Appearance and Personality: She gets many of her physical attributes from her mother: Long, dark hair which she normally lets loose. Short stature, though with a few noticeable curves. Olive-toned skin, and bright green almond-shaped eye, framed by large lashes. In a nutshell, she is a two-faced bitch. Much of her personality is based on what her grandmother taught her - that looks matter and will often times get you what you want. She is greedy and manipulative, and hides it with a seemingly caring persona. She treats people as expendable assets - save for a very small group of friends - and once she gets what she wants from them, betrays and even humiliates them if provoked. She can often be sadistic, though is careful about it. She doesn't have a problem inflicting physical pain on those who she believes have wronged her, and makes sure her victims don't go mouthing off to others. The only thing that could possibly change her and keep her from committing heinous acts against her wizarding generation is the truth behind her mother's demise.
Schooling: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Year: Graduated May 2018.
House: Slytherin.
Best Subject(s): Defense Against the Dark Arts | Potions.
Worst Subject(s): Care of Magical Creatures | Arithmancy.
Affiliation(s): Slytherin House|| Dueling Club || Potions Club || Neo Death Eaters
Wand: Mahogany | 10" | Banshee Hair.
Patronus: Jaguar.
Boggart: Weakness.
Amortentia: Sea water || Rain || Ciannamon.

Audition:

"Now, stay out here like a good girl, Abigail. Young girls mustn't go wandering about Knockturn Alley by themselves." Grandmama ordered, patting the sixteen-year-old's rosy cheek as she slipped inside Borgin and Burkes. The afternoon was overcast and snow piled against shops and curbs in order to allow walking space for pedestrians. There were absolutely no decorations lining shop windows and balconies despite it being so close to Christmas.
Gail pulled her emerald scarf over her semi-chapped lips and hugged her coat closer to her shaking body in an attempt to keep warm while she waited for her grandmother to finish whatever appointment she had with the shopkeeper. She scoffed under her breath as Grandmama's words replayed in her head. "A good girl. Right." And with that she strolled off, her gloved hand sliding over brick and frosty glass of each shop she passed as she moved further away from her only family in the area. It was only when she thought she heard someone calling for her that she stopped and took a few steps back to see who it was. Her eyes fell upon a dark alleyway - almost pitch black in comparison to the rest of the place, though her curiosity got the best of her as she called, "What? Who is it?"
"Rookwood, isn't it?" A gruff, male voice replied. Gail slid her hands over the wethered brick wall as she made her way inside, still close enough to her only source of light while attempting to get a better look at the bundled figure of a homeless wizard. "Ah, yes." The man muttered, as if speaking only to himself, though, Gail heard movement as he struggled to his feet and approached her, limping. He was grotesque - with bulging eyes and a beard that reeked of filth.
"No." Was all Gail managed to get out as she began to turn away from the bum, though a firm grip on her wrist stopped her. She thanked Merlin that she wore layers and reminded herself to burn her coat once she got home to get rid of the man's stench.
"Oh, but you are. You look just like that harlot, Eliza."
Gail froze at that - not really phased by the fact that he knew Grandmama's name - everyone around here knew her - but the context in which he used it. Still, a smile slowly crept upon her lips, her voice never faltering as her hand slipped into the left pocket of her coat. "Ah, so you do know my grandmother."
The stranger made what sounded like a mix between a laugh and a wheez as he replied, "Know her? Why, deary, before she met that Rookwood, every man 'knew' her. And here I am, meeting the spitting image of the only woman I ever thought I loved. You know, false hopes and dreams made me what I am now." Gail fought the urge to grimace as she yanked her arm and pulled something from her pocket - a small cutting knife that her grandmother had given her. Sharp. Unused.
She pointed the weapon at the man's throat, causing him to freeze in response. His eyes pointed downward before darting back to meet her own emerald hues, and another chuckle escaped his dirty lips, his breath assaulting her nostrils.
"Put the weapon away, darling. I was merely stating a fa--"
"No, you disgusting mongrel. You listen to me. If you're attempting to frighten or accost me in any way, know that you've meddled with the wrong girl. In that case, I would have easily defended myself from a weakling like you. However," With a sudden, swift movement, the sharpened blade sliced over the man's jugular and he let out a choked gasp. Dark, crimson blood splashed down his throat from the wound and he stared up at her with wide eyes. He was still conscious as she added, "Know that a dirty cockroach such as yourself has no business slandering my grandmother."
As he sank to his knees and fell to the floor, his body began to convulse, his nerve endings going haywire as oxygen to his brain was almost completely cut off. Abigail smirked, leaning down to wipe both sides of her blade over the man's worn scarf. Dead eyes looked up at her, and she merely turned and walked back toward the streets of Knockturn Alley. Snowflakes began to gently make their way down as she leaned against the brick wall just outside Borgin and Burkes.

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Abigail, go ahead and get ready to set all of your stuff up! Welcome to the RPG! Your board will be set up shortly.