WEASLEY, roxanne marie

[roxanne marie weasley]

ROXANNEMARIEWEASLEY



GRYFFINDOR - SIXTEEN - SIXTH YEAR - SHAY MITCHELL

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Well, hi there. I'm Roxanne Weasley, daughter to George and Angelina Weasley and sister to Fred Weasley. So first off, lets talk about where my origin comes from which you already know but I insist you listen to me. My mother was a Quidditch player in her time and so was my dad, excellent were the two. But at that time my mother was going out with my dad's twin brother who is no more. I assure you I won't make it a sob story but its sad really. From what I've heard Late Uncle Fred was one of the coolest wizards, I don't know him but he sure had dug a deep place in my heart. Okay, so where were we....oh, yes so it came off as a surprise to everyone when my dad and mom announced their marriage because George and Angelina were the last people in the world to become husband and wife because after Uncle Fred everyone doubted that dad would be happy again but a surprise meet in Diagon Alley changed all that. Mom found happiness with dad because he reminded her of Uncle Fred and vice versa. It was a happy moment for all, for Granny the most.

Now, this is the part where I shed a bit of light on me and my brother. My brother was the first born in the family and that obviously makes him the oldest too. He was named Fred after Uncle Fred and to say that mom and dad were happy would be a complete understatement. It was a glorious moment for them and the Weasley family. A year later, I was born. They named me Roxanne after my mom's great grandmother who is still living strong. It comes as a shock really but uh, lets move on. Yes, so I was brought into this world on the 19th of January. My actual date of birth was much before but I guess, I was much to stubborn to come out of mom's cozy womb. Yes, so my mom and dad were really happy with my arrival but perhaps not as much as Fred's. Afterall, he was there first child and I'm not jealous especially when I'm not the celebration material.

My childhood was pretty normal except for that fact that I had much to many siblings and friends to handle, really. The Potter-Weasley clan is huge, rather humongous itself and then my parent's friends' children. I grew up along with them and we were a pretty loud and happy bunch of children till some of the group had to leave for Hogwarts. Saying goodbye to Fred was probably a really embarrassing moment for me because I remember crying a lot not because I would miss him which I did but because I wanted to go too. But my parents consoled my by assuring me, next year which came after what seemed like ages.

Soon, I found myself on the train with my hands nervously clutching my new robes and my eyes searching for familiar faces to come. Fortunately Albus, Rose and Lucy were also starting with me so we sat in the compartment together all of us nervous for what lay ahead of us. My brother was a gryffindor and that made me wish for that house even more, afraid that I might face rejection from my parents if I got sorted in any other house. It wasn't true, in my heart I knew that they loved me but I couldn't help but have a bit of a doubt. Finally, we walked down the Great Hall. My eyes frantically searched for my brother, he smiled at me but it didn't help reduce the feeling of nervousness that I was having. My name was called out and I felt someone push me forward, I dragged my leg and soon, I was on the stool with the hat on my head. The hat groaned because for the upteenth time he was sitting on a Weasley and as I clutched my fists tighter, he announced gryffindor. More than happiness, Relief crawled over me and I ran to grab my place on the Gryffindor table.

Rest of my years were pretty awesome. I found myself meeting new people and having new starts to new friendships. Hogwarts was everything and more I had imagined it to be. I learned things and I was glad to be here. Sometimes I did have my downfalls and my uphills but all to give me a next to perfect life.I even became a prefect in my fifth year which made my parents and me really happy. It was a proud moment. Other than that, the bond that my cousins and me shared is still going strong and will continue to do so.

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ALIAS: tamara
AGE: 15
TIMEZONE: Eastern
EXPERIENCE: 2 years
OTHER CHARRIES:

none at the moment

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

He banged his book shut and walked out of the room just as the bell rang, indicating the end of the lecture. He couldn't have been happier than he was. Today had been a tiring day and an end to it was what he desperately needed. The lectures that were on, the whole day long seemed to be nagging at the back of his head. Sure, he liked the classes but sometimes it was way too much for a person to handle and no breaks between them. Honestly there was a limit to how much one could take on. But this wasn't high school, he was studying law and that was the only driving force that made him sit in class.

He then, walked over to the cafeteria that the building offered. The one place that he loved. The food here, unlike those that he had had before was pretty darn good. He was just about to tuck into a bacon sandwich when his cellphone starting beeping. He glared at it but eventually opened up, only to be greeted by Skylar's message. He broke into a smile as he replied back.

Skylar was his most favorite person in the whole wide world. He honestly could not imagine a day without her because she had always been the person who always seemed to know the right thing for him. Sure he had to put up with her sharp words sometimes but it was worth it.

He was really happy when Skylar invited him over. To say that he was looking forward to meeting her and her kid would be an understatement. He got out of the taxi and paid the driver, the money. On most days he would have bargained with the driver but his mood was much too good to be ruined by a bad deal. Walking briskly down the path to her house, he thought of all the things that he wanted to know. Now that they both had responsibilities, meetings had become really less. So this was an opportunity for both of them to catch up on each other's lives like they used to.

Soon, he found himself on her doorstep. He rang the bell and the cry of the baby indicated that she was on her way. There she was looking as beautiful as ever. He hugged her back and smiled at her, "I'd love to meet him, love but Matthew first, then we'll get back to you," he said with a chuckle, "Honestly, have you been eating because you must be the first slim and trim mother that I have ever seen."