Name:Chelsea
Age:18

Character Name:Charlotte Elizabeth Graham
Character Age/Year:17/7th

Personailty: (AT LEAST SIX SENTENCES)Charlotte is a bookworm she reads for pleasure, reading has always been in her mind and heart since she was little. Since Charlotte has her head stuck in books most of the time she has become shy and can get embarrassed easily. She can get self-conscious which is the main reason she comes off as shy. Charlotte feels like she is being stared at for the wrong reasons. All she wants to do is hide from all the people in the world.
Even though she is shy, she tends to have a big group of friends.

In classes Charlotte cant sit still, she has had this problem for many years. Charlotte feels it can be a problem for her because, it affects her grades in a negative way. She loves to swim, she feels it refreshes and calms her. Charlotte loves to feel of water all around her, she feels like she can do anything and nothing bad will happen. She gets angry easily and will protect her family and friends even if it costs her life. Since she is overly protective of her friends she tends to be dramatic in defending them. She has been known to throw punches and break a few noses.


Charlotte loves animals they make her happy. She loves their innocence and peacefulness, they have always been held in Charlotte's heart. She loves most music, Celtic and rock are her favorites. She tends to listen to lyrics that match her mood, the lyrics can be angry and full of hate or loving and full of peacefulness.
She is opened minded and non judgmental unless you make her that way. If you make her judgmental to wards you, there is no way you can change her mind.

Charlotte tends to be very clumsy she always seems to break things on accident. She has "butter fingers", she doesn't like going near anything that's breakable because she is afraid she will break something. With new people she is not very trusting. After talking with new people for awhile, she will start to relax, and become friendlier. She hates stuck up people especially those who treat people like scum.

Charlotte would love to be an auror when she is older it would give her life meaning. Charlotte loves the thrill of a good fight, she feels that she is invincible. Or she would like to be a Hogwarts teacher, she loves being around kids they seem to get along with Charlotte very well. Or she would like to work with magical creatures in the ministry. Magical creatures are the best thing she has ever seen, it would make her life an adventure.




History: (TWO FULL PARAGRAPHS)Charlotte was born on July 3rd, both her parents were happy, as she got older her family moved a lot but, they soon found a home in England. Around twice a year, when Charlotte was 5 they would go to Ireland to see her grandparents, she felt as though she had the perfect life. Her perfect world got turned upside down, near her 8th birthday her father died from seizures. A medical problem he had had since 17. Her father had unfortunately stopped taking his meds. When her father died her friends and family told her to cry but, she couldn't not even at his open casket funeral. Then her mother told her they were moving to Ireland, to be closer to her family. Charlotte's mom got the family a small dog after her father died, it was a Maltese and poodle mix, it was black, apricot, and silver.

Her name was Zoey, an angel from above. Soon Zoey was no longer the family's pet but, Charlotte's pet because, she would wash zoey and fed her, sleep with her and hold her, and play with her. Soon after her father died, her mother started dating again. Charlotte's mom met a gentleman, and they had to move back to England. He was so sweet, he made everyone in the house feel like they were special. He lived in a large two story house, soon he bought her two kittens because, he knew she loved animals.

As Charlotte grew up it was required of her to go to wizarding school, and so when she turned 11 she was sent to Hogwarts. In her first year she was very shy, and barely talked to anyone, so naturally people thought she was stuck up. But, soon she met a few friends, and she slowly began to talk more. And the Slytherins tormented her, only because she was a mudblood. After months of torment a boy not any older than herself stuck up for her. By him doing that, it gave her courage to do the same.


In her second year it was pretty much the same as the first year except she talked more, had more friends and stuck up for herself. The Slytherins were worse that year, this time pulling pranks and embarrassing her. Which she would try to stay out of the castle as much as possible, which is where she met a friend or two. Her friends would always stick up for her, which is why she valued her friends, as if they were rare rubies. In her third year things calmed down a bit with the Slytherins, since she mostly stayed in the library and her common room.

Her third year was very calm, she even had a few crushes that year. Charlotte isn't a player or anything but, if she sees anything or anybody she likes she will get attached. But she isn't psycho or anything. In her fourth year it was hard, hard classes, rude people. In this year she was so stressed she fought with her close friends of the tiniest of things. She never wanted to hurt anybody but, she did. She hurt all her friends, luckily though they forgave her all except one. Charlotte thinks if you can't remain friends after a few small fights, then your not worth anyone’s time.

In fifth year and sixth year Charlotte got her grades up, and became one of the best students in Care of Magical Creatures class, which is her favorite. In her sixth year, the friends she had in first year were still her best friends, and all was good until the Slytherins came to her with anger. Charlotte had insulted a Slytherin earlier that month and the Slytherins followed her through the school, and hexed her when her back was turned. It had sent her to the hospital wing for two weeks. And even though all the anger , fear, chaos and drama Charlotte overall loves the school. The things she did in the school doesn't define her but, she defines those things.




Stance on You-Know-Who:Charlotte thinks he and his followers should be punishable by death, she will stop at nothing to see that.


RP sample: (TWO PARAGRAPHS MINIMUM LIKE RULES STATE)Charlie walked into one of her favorite classes of the day with a smirk upon her pale pink lips. She gazed the class room with her light green eyes, and she saw a few people she knew, Joe, Sheila, the jumpy ravenclaw and a few other students. She shrugged and she grabbed a seat in the corner of the classroom. Charlie liked the corner seat to much. Charlie listened to the professor. 'A review? Not so hard!'. Charlie grinned and she dropped her book bag to the floor and it made a soft thud. She had two of her notebooks which had all the potion ingredients in them. She thumbed threw them and she considered doing the headache potion. She had done the best on that one, literally.

Fill your cauldron with 1 gallon of water and heat to boiling.

This was all written in neat script handwriting in the Gryffindor's notebook. She sighed as she began to collect all the ingredients she needed. She got up and got a gallon of water. She poured this into the cauldron with easiness and carefulness. She heated it up for it to boil. She looked around the classroom thinking about the first time she had done this. She had rushed threw the ingredients so quickly but it came out very nice. She looked back down to her potion and it was slightly boiling. She nodded and she picked up a little vial filled with ground mint leaves. She then picked up her tablespoons and slowly dropped in 2 of them into the potion. She then looked over the lip of the cauldron and the leaves were dissolving at a nice swift speed. had seen them dissolve After she to a point she lowered the heat.

'Basil next' She thought. She picked out a very good condition basil stem and she began to grind it. She gazed around the classroom again with her light green eyes, they however seemed darker because of the shadows cast upon her body. She looked back down to the shadowed table, the candle that was behind her also gave an eerie glow to her back and her hair which shined with a brown-red glow. The basil stem seemed to be grinded as fine as possible, like little crystals of salt but even finer. She had yet to achieve a quarter cup so she ground more to the same fine like substance. She then poured the quarter cup into the potion while she stirred it. She then brought back up the heat and she let the potion sit until it simmered. Which had yet began to happen. She again gazed the classroom and while she did so locks of her golden brown hair fell into her shadowed face, she pulled her hair back behind her ears and she slung it over her left shoulder and awaited the potion to simmer.

List Houses Preference in Most wanted to least:Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Slytherin
Secret Word:Panic!
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