Name: Lucy Nicole Weasley
Nickname: Luc
Gender: Female
Birthdate: January 9th
Orientation: Straight
House: Gryffindor
Occupation: Student
Grade: Fourth Year
Age: 14
Species: Human
Blood Status: HalfBlood
Ability: Metamorphmagi-can only change my hair color
Relationship: Single
Patronus:
Wand: 9 3/4 inches Ash Unicorn hair
Pet: Owl named Spooky



Love it?
+Quidditch
+Hogwarts
+Gryffindor of course
+My family the Wesley's and the Potters
+Playing Wizard's chest
+Trading Chocolate Frog Cards

Hate it?
-Being sick
-Getting left behind cause I'm younger.
-The Slytherins who think there above all of us.
-Losing at anything
-Albus having got put into Slytherin. He's not the same Albus anymore.
-Being picked on

Strengths and Weaknesses?
+my family
+my friends
+my mind
-my family
-my friends
-boys

Fears?!

• Losing one of my family
  
• Having to play a human size Wizard's chess game
  
• Not being able to play Quidditch

Full Personality:

Some say I wear my heart on my sleeve. I do show my love for my family.  I'm caring, kind and compassionate.  I love to help out others.  I'm pretty outgoing and tend to stick out. I really don't care what anyone thinks of me but my family. 

Celebrity Play-By: Lucy Hale
Eyes: Hazel
Skin: white
Hair: Black
Scars/Marking: none
Build: Petite



Mother: Audrey Weasley
Father: Percy Weasley
Siblings: Molly Weasley
Spouse: none
Children: none
Other: Arthur and Molly Weasley grandparents. Aunts: Ginevra Molly Potter Cousins: James Sirius Potter Albus Severus Potter Louis William Weasley Rei Marie Weasley
History:

I'm the youngest daughter of Percy and Audrey Weasley. My dad attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and history. He was sorted into Gryffindor and was a prefect his fifth year. Eventually becoming head boy his last year. From the way he talks he took great pride in it. My uncles like to remind him though of how he let it go to his head. He'd joined the ministry of magic and even turned his back on the family for awhile being loyal to Cornelius Fudge in not believing the rest of his family that Voldemort was back. Once he saw Voldemort in the flesh he was sorry for what he had done. My Uncle Fred dying at the Battle of Hogwarts was a turning point for my father. He saw his family in a different light getting woke up, and he dropped the ego. He's the first one to admit it, and not lie about it. My father is like my idol. Mom don't talk much about her past life so I really don't know about her. Just that her and dad met after the Battle of Hogwarts and settled down together after falling fast in love.

My sister Molly named after our Grandma Weasley was first born to them, and if definitely overwhelmed them. If it wasn't for Grandma Weasley I may not of been born two years later without her stepping in to help my parents. By the time I came around then they were pros at having a baby and they said it was much easier then. Even with a toddler. Mom had complications carrying me so they chose not to have any more children. I'm alright with that. I wouldn't trade Molly for anything though, and I don't mind being the youngest of the family. I have plenty of Weasley cousins that we have grown up with.

My uncles had us up on broom flying shortly after we were able to walk it seems like. I loved Quidditch. I couldn't wait to grow up and be a chaser for Gryffindor. Dad was more reserved and he played Quidditch with the family, but when it came to school or professional Quidditch he liked to take a backstreet. I don't think mom has ever played. She likes to sit and watch.

When I was six mom had left her wand laying on the table, and I picked it up giving it a wave. Destroyed the kitchen, but I was delighted. Mom and dad both had to hide their wands from me after that. They got me a play wand, but that was disappointing after actually using a real one. I don't remember, but mom says toys used to show up by me that she hadn't bought nor had dad. I guess it was magic bringing me what I would see on TV and want. Mom says I was always making my hair a different color too. I wish I could remember this. Oh well there are pictures she got.

I hated when Molly left two years before me for Hogwarts. I cried watching her leave and for a few days after that. It was just too quiet and didn't feel right with her gone. I could have sworn I saw tears in dad's eyes after saying goodbye to her too. With his brothers around he quickly covered it up though.

Now it's my turn to go to Hogwarts. I finally got my letter, and I couldn't wait. Two years without Molly except on holidays I had hated. Now I would get to see her and my cousins everyday. I eagerly boarded the train sitting with my cousins minus Albus who I had no idea where he had gotten to. I'd seen him get on the train though. He hadn't even been in the dining hall for sorting or anything after getting there. I shrugged not knowing what was going on there, and went on more than excited. I let out a whoop when the Sorting Hat shouted out Gryffindor when it was sat on my head. I jumped up and ran over to the table already full of Weasley's and hugged my sister, before sitting down beside her and watched the rest of the sorting.

The first year was a lot of firsts that I loved! I just loved Hogwarts! I missed mom and dad, but dad would show up once in awhile to see Uncle Fred who was a ghost here at school now. He was a blast and he helped all of us with our homesickness. When we were all born our dads and Aunt Ginny would bring us to Hogwarts to meet our Uncle Fred the ghost. We grew up knowing him. Uncle George showed up every day to spend a little time with his twin and talk about their business that Uncle Ron was a co-owner of now.

The years at Hogwarts just kept getting better and better. I made it onto the Gryffindor Quidditch team my second year as a chaser with some of my other cousins! I loved zooming through the air on my broom, and scoring points with the quaffle. Beating the keeper was sometimes easy and sometimes hard. I just had to watch for my opening or at the last moment throw it to another chaser who had an advantage point.

It's my fourth year now that I'm going to start. I'm more than looking forward to it. I didn't think I would, but I even enjoy my classes. I love learning new stuff. My wand that I got before I started Hogwarts and I were in perfect sync. I didn't blow things up with it much to my parents relief. I can't wait to see what this year has in store for me and my cousins.

RP Sample:

Albus had made his way to potions. A class that he really didn’t want to be in, but his parents had made him take it. Knowing his luck he would just blow the classroom up. He’d already gone through half a dozen cauldrons over the years. Just as he thought he was getting it right he’d do something stupid. Well this year was going to be different he thought, and he’d show his family that he could do something right. This year had to be different. It couldn’t be as bad as the first four years. Yet he wasn’t going to get his hopes up at all. He was going to take one day at a time.

He stayed in the shadows as he made his way into the potion’s classroom. No one talked to him and he was glad of that. Usually if someone did talk to him it was to put him down or goad him about his famous father. He let out a sigh of relief sitting toward the back and more to the shadows. Maybe the professor wouldn’t notice him over here either. He sat there looking down at the desk bored waiting for the class to start. He groaned inwardly as the boys in front of him were starting to dart glances back at him. He knew they were going to start in and they did, but he just tried to ignore them.

He didn’t even look over when the door opened and someone came in. He didn’t care who it was. He was more than startled though when the boy came over to sit by him. He knew who it was. It was Scorpius Malfoy. HIs father’s arch rival from Hogwarts. He was the seeker on their house Quidditch team. In five years he’d never even said a word to him that he could remember. He gaped a bit as Scorpius held out his hand. He swallowed hard wondering if he should shake his hand or not. Of course Scorpius had never given him a hard time like their fellow Slytherins. He was bringing up his hand to shake when he heard the boys in front of them snicker.

“You're making friends with Potter the squib? Are you crazy?” One of the boys asked, smirking at Scorpius. The professor was walking in, but they ignored him. “He can’t even ride a broom. Only reason he’s still at Hogwarts is because he's Harry Potter’s son.” The other one let out a laugh. “Ohhh is Potter going to cry?” He made a face at Albus mocking him and he and his friend were laughing some more.

Albus looked down at the table, dropping his hand as he heard the boys. He shot a glare at the boys. He definitely wasn’t going to cry. He hadn’t cried since he was eleven no matter what the other kids handed out to him. He was just trying to ignore them, but the moment had passed to shake hands with Scorpius and tell him his name.

Username: Lucy
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angie
How long have you RP'd: 20 years plus
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