Post by Hermione Granger on Jul 28, 2007 16:04:46 GMT -5
Name: Hermione Jean Granger
Your Name: I go by Cheesy
Your Age: 18
Contact Information: PM for email and such
i think i need some time by myself }
Character Full Name: Hermione Jean Granger
Nicknames: Hermy, thanks to Grawp
Age: 17
Hogwarts Year: 7th
Desired/Former House: Gryffindor
Birth date: 19, September
Past or Present: 1997
Blood Line: Muggle-Born
Alliance: Order
{ without anybody else }
One Word To Describe Your Character:
Likes:
- reading
- learning
- her friends
- "defending" the world
- keeping her friends out of trouble
- SPEW
- the DA
Dislikes:
- Malfoy
- evil
- keeping her friends out of troble
- breaking rules
- not being able to study for an exam
- being called a "mudblood"
Overall Personality:
Hermione had always been known as the annoyingly smart girl. In many ways her brains had come in handy, but it didn't always go over well with the other people in the school. Probably because Hermione has always been the top of the class in nearly everything. It is a tough reputation to live up to, not really. However, brains arn't the only bit of personality that Hermione Granger posesses. Brains are just what Hermione Granger chooses to show most.
Hermione is naturally a very kind girl, especially towards the less fortunate creatures of the magical world, like House Elves. Rather strange yes, but oh well. Her friends, and those who actually see through her brains, see that Hermione is kinda and caring. She also tends to be rather stubborn and determined. Her determination to be the best ties in with the stubborness, along with her stubborness to show how she feels about people.
Along with these traits there is a side of daring. One owuld have to have that trait to be friends with Harry and Ron. She always hated to break the rules, however, as she has grown up breaking the rules with her friends has become more a thrill, and something that must be done. She believes in doing something with reason, and if breaking some school rules fall into the category of doing the right thing, then she has no choice, no matter how bad the concequences could be.
{ i just need to unwind
Appearance: Hermione has always been the bushy haired brown eyed girl. She hasn't exactly sought out to change this, but its a fact of life. Its true, her brown hair is very bushy, and very hard to tame. Her brown eyes are often filled witht he knowledge she picked up in books, ready to move from her eyes to her mouth when needed.
Now, her style of dress is something of curiosity. Hermione, of course, wears her uniform during school hours, but after hours is where things get interesting at times. Due to the lack of control with her hair, Hermione tries to wear clothes that take away from the bushyness. She often wears skirts around school on weekdays, but on weekends Hermione finds that pants are much more comfortable. However, she rarely wears jeans. This being said, it would seem that her style of dress is very proper.
Celebrity Being Used: Emma Watson
History: (In-Depth, please—if you’re a Past, you can make it up)
September 19 marked the day that the lives of two simple dentists shall change forever. The birth of their first and only child was only the begining of what would come. She began elementary school with every other muggle child her age, not knowing that a few years down the line, at the age of eleven, her life would change forever. up until that time, however, Hermione Granger lived a regular child's life, she went to school, made friends, came home, did her schoolwork, and played. This was all up until she received a strange letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry stating that she had been accepted to learn magic.
Imagine, recieving a random letter, then being shipped off to a magical boarding school. The summer before she began school, however, Hermione devoted all her time to reading, and memorising, all her new school books. She had to catch up with all those children who were born into wizarding families ya know.
The first bit of Hermione's education was spent alone. People didn't seem to really like her, probably because due to her memorising Hermione was a know-it-all. She didn't mean for it to happen, but it did. Then came that fateful Halloween night. Hermione had overheard some of the boys making fun of her and spent the afternoon in the bathroom crying. Little did she know that a troll had been let into the school. Also, little did she know that she would gain her first two friend, and her best friends.
Everything changed that day. From then on Hermione and her two best friends, Harry and Ron, had been inseperable. Well, practically at least, there are those times when guys and girl's don't mix...ya know. Anyways, so Hermione finally had some friends, they were kind of like the three musketeers in a way. Near the end of her first year at Hogwarts Hermione helped Harry to find the Philosopher's Stone. Her second to sixth year all had some thing to do with helping Harry out in some way to come closer to defeating Voldemort, or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Second year was the Chamber of Secrets, third year was saving two innocent souls from death, fourth was helping Harry in the triwizard tournament, fifth in the Department of Mysteries, and sixth, well, sixth year was just the same old same old, helping Harry to complete some mission.
You would think that six years of the same old thing would get boring, but life at Hogwarts never was. At the end of her sixth year at school Hermione pledged she would help Harry in any way possible. Even if this meant doing something strange, thats what friends were for. Well, it was strange what came next. The time turner, which Hermione had had since she was in third year to take extra classes, wasn't even enough to go that far back in time, or at least, to the extent in which she and her friends would be going. For at least part of their seventh and final year at Hogwarts they would travel into the past. Not just a few years, to when Harry's parents were in school. So far, being back that far in time has been not too bad, but who knows what could happen.
{ in my time machine }
Role Play Sample: This had been a night of dread since the accident. As Clair sat at her mirror putting her hair up Clair re-lived every moment of that day. Tony nearly dieing several times, then slipping into coma. Thankfully though, Mal hasn't exactly left her side, except while she was at school of course. The days had been long, and somehow Cassie had managed to convince her to go to prom.
Why did this have to happen? She was finally getting out of the thing called school, for the time being, going to prom, and her boyfriend wasn't even able to go because of a stupid car accident. Watching her reflection as a peice of hair fell into her face she sighed. "Clair...?"
She heard the faint knocking on her door and her sister enter the room. "Want some help?" Clair looked up at her sister and nodded. "Sure, seems like my hair is reflecting my mood. I can't believe Cassie convinced me to go." Her sister, Jessie, smiled slightly. "Clair, your going to have a great time, even without that guy of yours. Besides, do you think Mal would let your night be a total loss?"
Looking at her sister in the mirror Clair nodded slightly. "True, but still. Mal's going with Cassie. They are probably going to be off dancing have a grand time, leaving me on the side lines." She let out another small sigh as her sister finished her hair. "Come on CLair. What ever happened to the upbeat sister that I know and love?" Clair gave her sister a strange look "She died with the accident." Clair said simply. "Can I get my dress on now?"
Her sister nodded and left the room, closing the door behind herself. Clair stood up from her chair and looked at her closet. Her prom dress was right there, hanging, ready to go. Walking over Clair absently took it off the hanger and slipped it on. Walking back over to her mirror Clair examined herself. She had so been looking foreward to this night, for so many years, now it was here and she wished it wasn't. Looking at the rest of her attire sitting on her desk Clair nodded to herself. She quickly put on her necklace, earings, and bracelet, then grabbed her mask.
As she walked down the stairs she was greeted by her mother, who was smiling. "My Clair, what a transformation. You look beautiful." Clair gave her mother a smile "Where's Mal?" She looked around the room, her brother being one of the only ones she couldn't see from the stairs. "He went to get your friend. He said he'll come and pick you up on the way to the school." Clair nodded and walked over towards the door, now hearing the familiar sounds of her brother's car pulling up the driveway. Slipping on her shoes Clair gave one last look around the house. She did all this just in time to hear a knock on the door.
Opening the door up she saw her brother, a huge grin on his face. At this site Clair couldn't help but smile. Mal, he eldest brother, was basicly her date for the night, as well as him being Cassie's. Turning to look into the house, Clair waved to her family and left, letting Mal give the family a smirk and shut the door.
The word?