Shea, Emelia Rose

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Emelia Rose Shea



PLAY BY: Lacey Chabert

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THE BASICS ,

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NICKNAMES: Em, Emmy
AGE: 16
HOUSE: Gryffindor
YEAR: Sixth
BLOOD STATUS: Half-Blood
ALLIANCE: Unknown
WEALTH STATUS: Above Average
SEXUALITY: Straight
PATRONUS: Lion (female)
BOGGART: Parents get killed
MIRROR OF ERISED: Being famous for something

THE PERSONALITY ,

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Caring: Emelia is the type of girl that would run half-way across the school to find someone to help you. That is, of course, usually not necessary, because she's pretty handy at simple healing charms. But it's nice to know that fact, isn't it?

Smart: I suppose you could tell Emmy that she's smart. She'll most likely blush and tell you that she's no smarter than you are. Don't take offence. It's just how she is. Really, though, Emmy is extremely smart. (She might just be up there with the legendary Hermoine Granger!)

Grace: When she was little, Emmy's mother put her through various ballet schools. Her mother was convinced that Emelia would be a prima ballerina one day. Of course, that dream ended the day her Hogwarts letter came. Though, as a result, Emmy is quite graceful. She could come up behind you and you wouldn't know....

Gentle: Emmy wouldn't hurt a fly. Well, maybe a fly, but certainly not any animal larger than one. She really tries not to be too rough with anyone.

Balanced: Not literally. (Though she is quite a good balancer!) Emmy is balanced in the sense that everything in her life is equally seen to. Nothing ever falls behind, unless that something is homework.

Procrastinator: Though most things in Emmy's life are balanced, she has her moments. These usually take the form of homework. Because she loves doing so much more, Emmy tends to forget about her homework. This usually means she stays up all night finishing it.

Trust-Worthy: Have a secret? Tell Emmy. Even if you've been mean to her in the past, she'll keep your secret. She firly believes that a secret is sacred, and that if you're told not to tell, you'd better not tell.

Organized: If you ever look at Emmy's room, you'd think it's up for sale! Nothing is ever out of place. Some people find that watching her is interesting, because you get to see her constantly fixing her robes or making sure her hair isn't messed up.

Helpful: Not everyone would get you out of a tree when you're stuck. However, Emmy would. If anyone needs help, Emmy will put her things aside and help them. Unfortunately, this can become a problem.

Push-Over: Because Emmy is a bit of a people-pleaser, her 'helping' can often turn into her 'doing for'. Though she doesn't realize it, Emmy often ends up doing things for people rather than helping them do it.

Polite: Emmy can't stand being rude. Her parents look down greatly upon it, and she hates to disappoint them. Therefore, she is extremely polite. Teachers love it, but not everyone does. She can't help it.

Naive: Emmy is quite naive. She knows that there is a dark lord, and that it's not good, but she chooses not to think about it. Whenever she hears talk about it at school, she chooses to ignore it. Honestly, Emmy couldn't even tell you what the dark lord's name is.

Energetic: Though she doesn't look like the type to bounce off the walls, Emmy is energetic. Maybe not exactly the type that'd run around laughing loudly, but she definately has energy in her. It's a quiet energy. The kind that you don't realize is there, but gets you excited anyways.

Impulsive: Many times, Emmy has gotten up in the middle of a conversation and gotten something. She is an on-the-spot thinker, and if she doesn't do it now she'll forget it. This includes when someone tells her to do something. Usually she trusts them, and does things easily without realizing what the consequences may be.

Outspoken: Have you ever started to say something, and then someone cuts you off to say something else? That's Emmy. She, unlike a lot of people, is okay with it. She doesn't mind, and therefore, her ideas and thoughts are drowned out by others'.

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THE HISTORY ,

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MOTHER: Michelle Patricia Shea
FATHER: Rasmus Ainsley Shea
SIBLINGS: - Johanna Michelle Shea (21)
OTHER RELATIVES:
- Jodee Marie Muste (Muggle- Aunt)
- Justin Lium Muste (Muggle- Uncle)
- Grandpa and Grandma Shea (Wizards)
PETS:Vesper- Male Tawny Owl
HISTORY:
Rasmus Shea met Michelle Ainsley while on his way to meet up with some buddies. Michelle was a muggle, but Rasmus didn’t care. His dad was a muggle, also. The two began dating. Going out to movies, dinner, and amusement parks was Michelle’s favorite thing to do. Rasmus knew that she was the woman he was going to marry.

When he finally popped the question, Michelle was pregnant with the couple’s first child. Of course she said yes, and they got married. A couple of months after their marriage, Michelle gave birth to a baby girl- Johanna Michelle Shea. The two were ecstatic. By the time Johanna was 5, Michelle was pregnant with another child. This would be their last child. After having complications giving birth to their second daughter, Emelia Rose, Michelle was told to not have any more children.

Johanna and Emelia got along great. They rarely got in fights, which is most likely why it came as a surprise to her father when Emelia got her Hogwarts letter. Nothing had provoked her magic, and he’d not seen any signs from Johanna, either. Emelia’s mother was shocked that he’d not told her anything about magic, but accepted it after a couple of talks. Emelia’s going to Hogwarts did nothing to ruin the girls’ relationship. Johanna was happy that Emelia wasn’t around all the time.

In her first year, Emelia was sorted into the house of Gryffindor. The hat seemed almost reluctant, saying that she may be better in Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, but had finally decided on Gryffindor. Since Emelia was quiet and shy, she didn’t make too many friends that year.

In the summer between her first and second year, Emelia changed greatly. She became a bit more outgoing, actually talking to people. She also became more considerate of people’s feelings. That was a trait that would stick with her forever. Emelia made more friends in her second year, though some of them only pretended to be her friend because she would do things for them.

The next three years went by quickly for Emelia, and nothing really important happened. Her sister moved out to go to college during Emelia’s 4th year. That same year, Emelia’s dad got her an owl so she didn’t have to use the school’s. It was a Tawny Owl, and she named him Vesper. Vesper is her pride and joy, and she loves him dearly.

Now Emelia is in her sixth year at Hogwarts. What is in store for her next?

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THE PLAYER ,

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OOC NAME: Kat
AGE: 15
OTHER CHARACTERS: None yet!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
As usual, Jeany Brinsley woke up early. She'd been doing that lately. She blinked and stretched before leaving the warmth of her bed. The small clock she had placed on her nightstand told her it wasn't time for breakfast yet. She groaned quietly and got dressed. She was going to go outside.

After every little detail about her hair and make-up was done, Jeany started on her way. She wasn't sure where she was going to go, all she thought of was outside. In the corridors, she passed some second year Gryffindors, whom she fixed with a powerful glare before shoving them out of her way. She smirked as she continued down the corridor. Before she knew it, Jeany was standing in front of the door that lead to the Whomping Willow. She wasn't surprised. It was her quiet place. The place she could relax. Nobody went there.

Jeany shivered and pulled her coat tighter around her as she opened the door to outside. She was the first to exit through this door since the last snowfall. The crisp, clean hillside was untouched by feet. Sighing, she stepped out into the cold. Almost instantly she was blasted by a cold wind, which whipped her curly hair around her face. She wiped it back and continued forward towards the Whomping Willow. She loved sitting on the rocks by it, just far enough away so it couldn't hit her.

When she reached it, she cleared a small spot on the rock big enough for her to sit on with her legs crossed. When she was situated, Jeany pulled out a small drawing pad and some pencils. This particular tree was her favorite subject, because it was different every time she went to draw it. Because of it's angry nature, it may break off a few branches, or it may have sprouted a new limb.

Jeany looked at her drawing book. Nobody knew she had this. She was supposed to be tough. Drawing was not that tough looking. She opened it and looked at a few of the pages. Some had her cat, Tallys, or her brother, Devan, but most were of the school and it's grounds. Some even had people in them. She paused at one she had drawn of her mother and father. It was from when she was three. The stick figures were all holding hands and were smiling. Jeany frowned at it. Grabbing it, she tore the page out and let it fly in the wind. It went back towards the building, but she didn't care.

She flipped to a blank page and began drawing the tree's winding trunk. It was her favorite part of the tree. Sighing yet again, Jeany thought about how she wanted to talk to someone at the moment.

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