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Amelia Susan Bones; Hufflepuff, 7th year
Topic Started: Aug 28 2009, 09:03 AM (436 Views)
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James Potter was stretched out on his bed, a small grin on his face. Before him sat a very special piece of parchment, a parchment he and his best friends had been working on for years. Expertly researched and concisely written, James vaguely wondered if the pride welling in his stomach was comparable to how the brainier students felt about big school projects. He’d never been able to summon such enthusiasm for schoolwork, but his friend Remus Lupin always seemed exceptionally happy when he finished a particularly tough essay. ‘No’, James thought. ‘That’s ridiculous. Even to the biggest bookworm, this is a million times better. This is our fucking crowning achievement!’ The boy touched his wand to the parchment, murmured a few choice words, and waited for a message to appear: The Marauder’s Map.

They had started on it last year, and were still working out the odd kink. It seemed pretty reliable now, but that didn’t stop James from checking it every few days. When his friends were off doing other things, he’d excuse himself to the dorm so he could watch it. Even after months of owning it, the mere sight of it put a smile on his face. He just couldn’t quite believe they’d pulled it off!

Peering down at the map, James first found his friend Sirius Black. His dot was rather close to the dot of Marlene McKinnon. James laughed, and then moved on to find the dots of his other friends and a certain red-haired babe. Peter was found near the kitchens, which brought James another laugh. Now just to find Remus and Lily. He looked in the library, Remus’ usual haunt, but he wasn’t there. Strange. James yawned, eyes roaming over the page. Finally he found Remus in an old classroom. With Lily. An instant flash of jealousy passed through James, but he pushed it aside. They were friends. Friends who were prefects. Prefects who liked to study. Studying prefect friends! He knew they were close, yet it was unnerving to see them in an old classroom together so late in the… afternoon. Okay, perhaps he was overreacting. Hell, he knew he was overreacting. No doubt Remus was talking him up to Lily! Though the thought comforted James somewhat, it didn’t override his policy of interrupting Lily whenever she was alone with a boy.

James grabbed the map and his invisibility cloak, just in case, and headed off to find them.
James got to the classroom quickly enough, hurrying his pace as he neared the closed door. He definitely didn’t take this to be a good sign. Instead of throwing the door open, James pressed his ear against it. Well, he thought, at least there were no loud moans. He couldn’t hear much talking though, either. Seeing no other course of action, he reached up and pushed open the door. He did it quickly, like a band-aid, waiting for the relief of seeing Lily and Remus crouching over a book together.

Well, that certainly wasn’t what he found.

How many characters do you currently have on this board? Fiiiiiiive… so I know this would be my final character. But I really really want her because I want a normal girl (Doris definitely doesn’t qualify as normal). I promise none of my other characters would go by the wayside. *Puppy dog eyes* Plus, we need Hufflepuffles!
Anything else you want to tell us before we begin? Okay, well the bones family tree is a bit confusing. Hopefully this makes it a bit clearer:

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I left out unimportant people (Susan Bones obviously has a mother, and we know Edgar was murdered along with his wife and children) for simplicity. It all works with canon info... at least, I'm pretty sure it does. Heh. Though knowing me I prolly messed something up. xD Oh, and for another useless tidbit, I couldn't figure out how to connect Daniel Bones to the chart with a little line. He's Emily's husband, as I'm sure you could figure out.

Alsoooooo, Camille Jacq (ahh, the infamous Camille) comes across as kind of a bitch in my app. XD It just goes along with how I picture her: Not entirely bitchy, but very haughty and elitist... Fun if she thinks you're on her level, but rather rude if she thinks you're below her. Anyways, should someone app for Camille and not have their character fit this type, I shall be more than happy to sub in some random name. =)

About Your Character
Basics

Full name: Amelia Susan Bones
Nicknames: Mia, Amy, Ames, Lia, Boner (yep, that last one is a bit unfortunate...)
Ancestry: Three quarters pure? All my grandparents are pure except Grammy Smythe, who's a muggle.
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Birthday: August 9th, 1958
Sorted into: Hufflepuff
Who do you follow? Whoever Dad follows. I know, I know, I'm of age now and should be making my own decisions, but I trust Dad.
Wand: Unicorn core, ten inches, willow.
Personal
Sexuality: Except for that one night last year, straight.
Likes:
* Charms Class
* Prof. Flitwick
* Debating
* Firewhiskey
* Debating under the influence of firewhiskey
* Parties
* Playing Quidditch
* Short skirts
* Current Affairs
* Writing
* London
* Sneaking out
* Hufflepuff House
* My older brothers, Edgar and Harold
* Slughorn's profiteroles

Dislikes:
* Prof. McGonagall
* Arithmancy
* Watching Quidditch
* Judgmental dicks
* NEWT-level courses
* Graduating
* Boring nights in
* High heels
* Our uniforms
* Butterbeer

Strengths:
* Glamour charms - I have to take care of my massive eyebrows somehow!
* Oral - Presentations, you horny twit!
* Time Management - a.k.a. Maintaining my E average while doing the least amount of studying necessary.
* Fairness - I'm a pretty fair and non-judgmental person, if I do say so myself.
* Holding my drink - Need I explain further?
* Quidditch - I play Seeker for the House Team. Admittedly I'm not as good as Edgar, but I don't totally suck.

Weaknesses:
* Arithmancy - The exception to my E-average rule. No matter how many hours I put into it, I'm always rewarded with a failing grade. I used to be so good at it, too...
* Muggle Studies - Dad wants me to go into the Ministry, and apparently this looks good on your resume. Good on your resume = boring as hell.
* Tequila - A muggle alcohol introduced to me on vacation. Really horrible stuff, one drink and I'm gone.
* Edgar and Harold - They're my older brothers, but I baby him.
* Pastries - Mmm... When I graduate, I fully intend to eat danishes and profiteroles for every meal.
* Arrogance - I'm not Gryffindor-arrogant, thank Merlin, but my head can get a teensy bit over-inflated.

Goals:
* Get an E in all my NEWTS (except Arithmancy).
* Win a argument discussion with Kinglsey Shacklebolt before I graduate.
* Help Hufflepuff win the Quidditch Cup!
* Find Edgar and Harold some women!
* Write a current affairs book. Y'know, someday.
* Make Dad proud!!

Fears:
* Failing all my NEWTs.
* Ending up homeless or something.
* Premature greying. It runs in the family.
* Losing Edgar, Harold, or Dad.
* Graduating.
* Dad being disappointed in me.

Tics, Quirks & Habits:
* Before Quidditch games, I pray. I'm not sure to who or what, I just ask the universe to help us kick butt.
* I always wear the same perfume, which smells like strawberries and vanilla.
* Most days, I wear sweats and comfy tanks under my robes.
* I'm pretty much obsessive about writing in a journal every day. No interesting stuff, more stupid ramblings about how Gideon's potion blew up or whatever.

Pet Peeves:
* Dishonesty, disloyalty, unfairness.
* People who have no idea about the world around them. I swear, some kids in my year don't even know who the Minister of Magic is. What is up with that?
* Those little third-years who try to be all badass and smoke caterpillar parts. Though that's not so much a pet peeve as just something I find extremely amusing.
* The way Edgar and Harold finish each other's sentences. I know they're twins, but it gets so annoying!
* People who judge Hufflepuffs. No, we are not here because 'them burgers won't flip themselves'. Cripes! People have been underestimating Hufflepuffs for centuries and it's going to come back and bite them in the ass.
* People who resort to personal insults during a debate.

Favorite sounds and smells:
Mmm... the smell of strawberry danishes. And a freshly mown Quidditch pitch. Flowery old lady perfume. The totally indescribable smell of the Hufflepuff Common Room. It's like a mix of candy and burnt potion and daisies and happiness. Wow, that was corny! As for sounds, there's this really good band from our house, Seeking Thestrals. Yeah, they're constantly playing in the Common Room, and they've really grown on me. I also like the sound of Edgar and Harold humming, and the swoosh of a broomstick... Moaning is good too, particularly when issued from a cute guy.

This form is all secret, right?

Have you ever met a boggart? What does it look like?
My boggart is of Dad, telling me he's embarrassed of me and that he never wants to see me again.

Can you cast Patronus? What does it look like? What memory do you use?
No, I'm having a lot of trouble producing a 'corporeal patronus', as the Prof. puts it. I get lots of silver mist, but that's all. Maybe my problem is that I don't have one memory I can say is my happiest; I've tried calling on a wide range of experiences from my eighth birthday to my first kiss, but none of them work.

What is the worst memory Dementors bring forward?
The fight that preceded Dad kicking Harold and Edgar out of the house. It was absolutely terrible! So much yelling. Items flying across the room as freely as curse words. Mum just watched, but I partook. I don't know why, I started off just listening, but somewhere in the middle I took Dad's side. I started freaking out at the twins. We all said things we wish could be erased. It has been erased. We're good now, so it doesn't matter.

Oh, and I know this is absolutely crazy stupid, but last year that Ravenclaw girl Camille Jacq called me a slut. I'd never been called that before, and it broke part of me. I cried for a week.

If you were to find the Mirror of Erised, what would you see? I don't know. I don't have the slightest idea what I want or what would make me most happy, but if you get your hands on the Mirror of Erised drop me a letter, yeah? I'd love to find out my heart's deepest desire!

Tell me a couple secrets about yourself: Hmm... well most people would probably be surprised to learn I'm a virgin. HAH, I AM NOT A SLUT, TAKE THAT CAMILLE, YOU STUPID CHESS BITCH!! I only started partying the summer between fifth and sixth year, by which point most of my peers had already lost theirs. I dunno, I guess since a good portion of my friends sleep around, people just assume I do too. Now, I have done pretty much everything up to the actual act, but my carnal treasure remains unpilfered!

From second to fourth year, I had a massive crush on Gideon Prewett. As in, followed-him-around-hoping-he-might-smile-at-me obsessive crush. Also, I had an irrational dislike of Barnabus Cuffe until one day we got into this great discussion about the Bulgarian Minister's stance on creature control. We're cool now.

Shut up, I know I was a really pathetic kid.

More secrets? This one is big, so don't tell... If I could be anything in the world, I'd be a journalist. Not some Prophet stooge who sits cozy under the Minister's thumb, but a real, hard-hitting journalist! That is the super-secret dream. Dad would hate it though, his greatest hope is for me to make a name for myself in the Ministry. Dad's opinion is everything to me, everything, and so I'll do it for him. Besides, it's not a horrible fate. It's certainly a more steady job than journalist, and I love current affairs. The Ministry would be a good fit. Perhaps not as good a fit as an underground paper, but still pretty comfortable.

Oh actually, I have an even bigger secret. I will actually murder you in your sleep if you tell this to any one... You pinky-promise? Okay. Here it is: I know this whole party-girl thing is just a phase. A teenage rebellion, if you will. I can already tell I'm outgrowing it, and I've only been doing it a year. It's still a bit fun, but I just don't get the same rush I used to. Whatever, I'll stop once it gets dull. You only live once, life's too short not to enjoy it.

That's deep stuff right there.

Personality: Charming, witty, brilliant… Oh, all the adjectives that could be used! Okay, I really should stop answering these questions sarcastically lest you get the wrong impression. But I guess that’s part of my personality. Ask me a question and I’m likely to respond with some absolutely ridiculous remark. For this reason, I really have issues getting along with anyone who doesn’t have a sense of humor. Luckily I’ve only encountered a few humorless people at Hogwarts. *cough*Camille*cough* I’m really easy-going so I get along with nearly everyone (except aforementioned humorless drones), and have a big circle of friends. Deep down I’m warm and fuzzy and love nothing more than a good hug – and more. I guess that’s the Hufflepuff part of me!

I’m not terribly hardworking, but I can tell when things need to be done. I’m reliable and dependable, for the most part, but I’m absolutely terrible at keeping secrets! Seriously, don’t tell me stuff. I can’t even keep my own secrets. The only secrets I can keep are ones that I deem truly important, the really serious shit. Tell me your crush and I’ll have spread it throughout the school in a day. It’s not something I’m proud of, but no matter how hard I try I can’t keep my mouth shut. In my defense, I don’t share secrets with any negative intent. On the contrary, I’m an extremely genuine person. If I give you a compliment, I mean it.

When I drink I get hugely outgoing, and my usual happy demeanor is multiplied tenfold. When I’m super hyper or overtired it’s pretty much the same deal. I’m just a really happy person. I get sad sometimes, like anyone, but I get over it with a few hugs and some fresh pastry. I’m on the sensitive side, but I hide it with well-placed comedy. Of course I’m insecure, scared, lost… but I’m seventeen, it’s not exactly unusual is it?

Wow, that was kind of depressing! Excuse the angst; it’s not my usual tone, I promise.

Looks
Distinguishing Features: My eyebrows are obnoxious, but I never leave the dorm without casting a glamour over them. Do glamours disappear after you die? Hm. Well, if they do, then you could identify me by that. Also, Edgar and Harold and I all got hammered this past summer and got tattoos of a muggle skull and crossbones with the word BONES underneath. Harold has already had his removed, but it was on his neck so I understand why. Mine is on my heel, so no one has noticed it. I'm probably going to get in removed eventually though.

Not-so-distinguishing features: I slouch quite a lot, in an effort to appear shorter.

Appearance: I'm absolutely the most gorgeous specimen to ever grace the halls of Hogwarts. No, really, I am!!

...

Okay, I'm pretty average. Can we just leave it at that? No? Eurgh, fine, here we go.

My hair is what they call dishwater blonde, reaching halfway down my back. I want to say it's stringy, but stringy sounds gross and I like my hair. Hmm... I need a better word to describe it.... TENDRILLY. That's it! My hair is very tendrilly. Yeah, I know tendrilly isn't a word, but what I mean is that my hair separates into tendrils. When I wash it and don't brush it out, the tendrils are a bit wavy.

My best feature out of the way, let's get to my face. My eyes are round and blue, dark like denim, with epic eyebrows. My cheeks are a bit bony; not quite round enough to be pretty but not gaunt enough to be gross. I have the Bones jaw, which is rather square without any real chin. My lips are pink, as most lips are, and kind of... I don't know, wide? Yeah, I guess that works. I have a pretty wide mouth, with lips of average thickness. My nose is a good size for my face, perfectly average, not really worth mention.

I'm tall, 5'10 or so, but painfully thin. No breasts or ass to speak of. I'm bones, bones, bones! Hardeehar, what a funny joke, no I haven't heard that one before! ... Apparently I'll grow into my weight like Mum did. She was very skinny like me as a young woman, but now she's got her share of girth. It seems in my family, you get one extreme or the other. Ah well, I'm beginning to think having a round tummy would be preferable to being able to count your ribs. The only upside to my slightness is that it means I can play Seeker. Normally seekers aren't as tall as I am, but I can get enough speed and agility going because I'm light and can curl myself around the broom.

I have pretty good dress sense, despite my penchant for sweatpants. I know how to accent my nonexistent curves, and I'd wager I have the largest collection of push-up bras in Hogwarts. When I go out I usually wear a short skirt and flat shoes (so I don't tower over boys), with a tank top or a sweater depending on the weather. Does that make me slutty? No, I don't think so. Most of the girls dress like that, even your precious Gryffindor ladies. It's not something we desperate Hufflepuffs do for the attention!!!! Oh great Amelia, now you sound crazy, we're going to have to erase this part. Erm, yes. So that is how I look. Good to know, yeah?

Place of Birth: Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire, England, Europe, Earth, Universe, blahblahblah.

Immediate family: Well, in case you're totally dense, I have 20-year-old twin brothers: Harold and Edgar. Edgar and Harold. Edrold. Hargar. Yep, I love them like mad. We're really close; they're the people I miss most while I'm at school. I write to them on occasion, but they never write back! Then there's Dad who, truth be told, is pretty much my idol. Not much to say about Mum, beyond that we've learned to coexist for everyone else's sake.

Extended family: Oh, I know all my grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins in the vague sense; I've met them at family reunions and holiday dinners and other such occasions. I'm not really close to any of them though... Grammy Bones often played with me in the two years before Hogwarts. I was terribly upset that the twins had left me, and so she took me to zoos and shops and bought me loads of sweets. Out of all my non-immediate relatives, she's my favourite.

Other important people: I'm a pretty friendly person, and I can honestly say everyone in my graduating class is (at least a little) important to me. We've been through these seven years together, how could I ever forget them? Also, the redheaded boy from that beach in France. I was fourteen, and Harold had dared me to run up and snog him. I wasn't sure how I got the nerve, but I did, and that was my first kiss!

I don't know your name, Mr. Redhead, but I shall always remember you!

Obviously my best friends Kate and Georgie are also very important to me. They're in my house and year, so I'm around them loads. It's gotten a tad awkward since they started dating though.

Pets: A snowy owl named Botts (after the beans, of course, which were once my favourite candy!)

History: I was born in lovely Stoke-On-Trent, in the very same house I return to every holiday. My childhood was perfectly average, really. Lots of love and hissy fits. Even from a very early age, I was never close to Mum. She preferred the twins to me, but Dad preferred me to the twins so it all worked out. We didn't really do the whole family outing thing... Mum and the twins went places, Dad and I went places, Dad and Mum went places, me and the twins went places (once we were old enough), but we rarely went out as a solid quintet. I never noticed at the time though. I was a really happy kid, growing up watching my parents do magic and my brothers wreak havoc on the world. It was perfect. But then the twins went off to Hogwarts... Being a mature eight-year-old, I understood why they had to go, but it didn't make me any less upset. Not wanting to deal with my constant grouchiness, my parents sent me to spend a week with my Grammy Bones in London. I fell in love with the city, and Grammy fell in love with me. I was very happy in London, and when I got back to Stoke-On-Trent I cried and cried. I begged to return. Grammy was lonely, and so she welcomed me back with open arms. I swear, those three years I spent more time there than at home.

Then it was time for Hogwarts! I could not have possibly been more excited. I wasn't sure what house I'd be in; my family had a history in all the houses, and even lineage isn't a surefire indicator of where you'll end up. Grampy Smythe had been a Hufflepuff, Grammy and Grampy Bones had both been Slytherins, Mum had been a Gryffindor and Dad had been a Ravenclaw. The twins took after Mum and were placed in Gryffindor. I hoped against hope I'd be put in Ravenclaw. I was bright, I read loads, and I wanted to be just like Dad. The Sorting Hat took a really long time on me, before finally shouting out 'HUFFLEPUFF'. I was crushed. I couldn't hold back tears; I wrote to Dad that night and told him I wanted to come home. He told me to stick it out, that there was nothing wrong with Hufflepuff. Boy, am I glad I did! I've grown to love Hufflepuff house very much! Speaking of which, here's my opinion on sorting: You have one adjective to describe each house. Gryffindor: Brave, Hufflepuff: Warm, Ravenclaw: Smart, Slytherin: Cunning. The hat takes your strongest trait, and puts you in a house accordingly. So, say your strongest trait is loyalty... That's closest to Gryffindor, and you'd be put in there. That doesn't mean you aren't warm or smart or cunning. The strongest traits in Hufflepuffs are warmth and kindness, but that doesn't mean we can't be brave or smart or cunning. You get what I mean?

Once I'd accepted my Hufflepuff destiny, school was great. I was, not to put too fine a point on it, incredibly smart. Lots of people wondered why I wasn't in Ravenclaw, which pleased me to no end. I ignored the Hufflepuff house parties, favouring time in the library or playing Quidditch. In fifth year, to absolutely no one's surprise, I was made prefect. I bet Dumbledore regrets that decision now! Anyways, it was in the summer between fifth and sixth year that I went a bit crazy. Harold and Edgar managed to rent a shitty flat in London, and I spent the summer there. Once they got their hands on a fake ID for me, we spent every night clubbing. Mostly muggle places, so there was no chance of running into anyone we knew. It was exciting. So absolutely, perfectly un-Amelia. I was hooked. When I went back to school that fall, I started showing up at the Hufflepuff 'get-togethers'. No one was really surprised, I think they all figured I'd come round eventually, and come round I had!

The rest, as they say, is history... Heh. I'd gotten wonderful marks on my OWLs, and am taking Arithmancy, Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies at NEWT level. Last year my marks took a huge dive because of my, ah, extracurricular activities, but this year I'm managing to maintain an E while also having a good time. The only sticky spot is Arithmancy, because it's really a building-block course and I don't have the blocks from last year. I don't regret it though; sixth year was fun, and was also the first year I made the Quidditch team! Anyways, that is my terribly thrilling life at the moment. Congratulations for getting through the whole thing.

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