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| User: | the_red_queen (321757) |
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| Name: | Ginevra (Ginny) Molly Weasley | ||||||||||
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| Bio: |  Character Name: Ginevra "Ginny" Molly Weasley Age: 16 Birthday: August 11th, 1981 House/Year: Gryffindor/6th Year Bloodline: (Pureblood,Half-blood, Muggle born): Pureblood Sexuality: Heterosexual Political View: She has sided with the DA/Order of the Phoenix. However, her true alliance is to Harry and her family. Appearance: Ginny has a mane of red hair. This seems rather common amongst Weasleys, but she, by her gender alone, is not common. She was the first girl born to the Weasleys in several generations. This made her looks less common - especially when she reached adolescents. Her hair became longer and fuller, and she has a tendency to curl it so that it seems even more like a mane of red and gold. Her eyes are a dark brown, and her cheeks are scattered with tiny freckles. She is not a tall girl, but she is muscled enough to present a threat on and off the pitch. Her body is slender, with long limbs and flirtatious curves. But what those curves hide is a lot of strength that Quidditch has given her. Oftentimes, she will walk around with a slightly self satisfied smirk curling her lips. But there are those rare occasions that all she can seem to do is frown. This expression can be mistaken for anger quite easily, and anyone who knows her knows that is a good time to duck and run for cover before she unleashes her Bat Bogey Hex. As I said, however, this a rare expression, and most of the time, she looks happy and sunny. The way she walks reflects that inner fire as well. She takes long, confident strides wherever she goes with her head held high. PB (played by): Cintia Dicker Personality: Ginny is quirky, sassy, sarcastic and she has a mouth on her that would make her brothers blush. She learned how to prank from the best (Fred and George), though she has taken it a further step. Her Curses are famous amongst her family and friends: particularly her Bat Bogey Hex. When her temper is riled, she doesn't hold her punches, and there is really no reason that she needs to. Being the only girl in her family, she has to work hard to stand out and not be just another Weasley. There could be nothing worse for her to hear. Ginny yearns to be seen as Ginny Molly Weasley and not just as Weasley or, even worse, Harry Potter's nameless girlfriend. She loves the boy, but that sort of thing matters greatly to her. She, like Ron, wants to individuate, and as God is her witness, once she graduates from Hogwarts, she will show the world what she can do. But beyond her need to be seen by the world, Ginny is a sweetheart. She will do what she can to make her loved one's smile: even if it's at her own expense. And even though she feels the pain of loss from those that died in the war, she still tries to smile and be brave in the face of what the future holds for her. History: Hogwarts to present time: First things first, let me tell you it was not easy being born into a family of all boys. I was the youngest, so they coddled me and fussed over me to no end. I grew tired of it around the age of 2, and learned how to walk just to avoid them and their constant prattling and pranks. Gred and Forge were well known for their antics even then. Such talented fellows. Mum used to yell herself hoarse at them. I, however, was a perfect angel. The picture of innocence in a house full of mischief and strife. All right, so I may be embellishing a bit, but it's true. I was considered "good" until I reached my mid-later teenage years. And, truly, I could blame that change on Harry. That boy (now man) drove me up the walls with giddiness the first day we met. Of course I hero worshipped him. Who didn't? It was practically a way of life around our neighborhood. People ask me if I knew I would fall in love with him on that day that I put my elbow in the butter dish... My only answer is no. I didn't. I was a silly little girl back then, and I didn't know how love or romance worked. I just knew that he was the best thing I had ever seen. (Yes, love, you have been reduced to "thing" for the time being. I promise your status will change as I continue.) Anyway, I entered Hogwarts a Year after Harry, Ron and Hermione. Needless to say, things didn't go well. It turns out that I was being possessed by some bloody ghost named Tom Riddle. It was only later that I found out that Tom Riddle = Lord Voldemort. I was rather devastated as I'm sure you can imagine. I felt dirty and soiled in a way that has never really washed away. I suppose you can say Lord Voldemort taught me to grow up. I became more protective of myself, but also more confident when it came to defending my interests. My second year passed without much happening, though the rumors about Harry and Sirius Black all turned out to be true. I barely met the man, but he meant a lot to Harry, so I accepted him without question. Anyway, it wasn't until my third year that things started to look up. I went to the Yule Ball with Neville Longbottom and had a spifftacular time. He really is a sweetheart. I wish there were more blokes like him. Not to mention that he's a fantastic dancer. (What's that look for, love? Did I say something wrong?) He made sure I had a wonderful night, though he wasn't who I really wanted to go with. My third year, my crush on Harry had blossomed into an obsession you could say. I laugh at it now, but I was becoming desperate for him to even say two words to me. I don't think he was even aware of how many nights I spent awake... Oh right. I don't want to be going there, now do I? My fourth year dawned with a nasty bang. This bang wore pink and generally hated anything that was not okayed with her beforehand. I didn't really care about her until she hurt Harry and some of my other friends (namely Luna). I was apart of the founding and organizing of Dumbledore's Army (and I even named it, fancy that!). I perfected my Curses/Hexes/Miscellaneous Spells under Harry's watchful eye and absolutely refused to be left behind when he ran off to the Department of Mysteries to save his Godfather. I fought Death Eaters three times my size (or more - with those robes, it's hard to tell), and proved myself competent to stand beside the "golden trio". Unfortunately, we lost Sirius in that battle and he was horrible having to watch Harry grieve him. I guess I was wrong about him being possessed, after all. He never blamed me for that. Not once. It makes me love him even more. My fifth year is one that I don't like talking about, and my sixth year was even worse. Needless to say, the Death Eaters infiltrated Hogwarts, lives were lost (including Albus Dumbledore) and our attempts at bringing said regime down failed... I am now in my sixth year, and I am...nervous. Things are...off. Different. Since the War, the world isn't safe. It isn't the same as I remembered it, but I won't stop fighting. I haven't run. I've seen all of it. I won't show them that I'm scared. Leo * LIKES * Speculative ventures * Lavish Living * Pageantry and Grandeur * Children * Drama * DISLIKES * Doing things safely * Ordinary,Day to day living * Small minded people * Penny pinching * Mean spiritedness The Metal Rooster " Rooster is often seen as the original strong silent type, not unlike the Humphrey Bogart and Greto Garbo prototypes. Most people consider them quite eccentric. Sad to say, relationships with other people are often strained. They are quite moody and can be too outspoken. They are often self-centered, but can be quite brave when the situation calls for it. On the other hand, Rooster People are quite talented and capable. They are always devoted to their work and have a reputation for being the hardest of workers. Rooster People are deep thinkers and are pioneers in spirit. They can experience the greatest of joy in complete solitude. Even though often alone, they rarely experience loneliness. Instead, they enjoy their own company and feel solitude helps them in their quest after knowledge. Sometimes this one walks around with its head in the cumulus clouds, higher than the stars. You see, this rooster struts around with peacock feathers and they never ever ruffle. So much arrogance can make it hard to get along with others, especially when the Rooster is also intolerant of those who are less talented and a bit slower than normal. On the other hand, the Metal Rooster is extraordinarily talented. Of all twelve Zodiac signs, this one is probably the most high-minded of them all, with a very clean line of thought. The Metal Roosters can distinguish right from wrong very clearly and it doesn't matter which direction they pursue, they always wind up going the right way. If they confront a maze, or big problem, they will immediately see a solution because of their analytical, logical way of thinking. Through their perseverance, any hurricane becomes an orderly thing of beauty, just like that! When it's time for romance, the male Metal Rooster has no trouble at all, love just abounds; the female has a tendency to keep to herself, making connections less freely, but lastingly when they happen." | ||||||||||
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