Post by Guest Who Aspires to be Eli on Jun 27, 2007 21:58:01 GMT -5
OoC::
Name/Alias::
My real name is Zelly, although I prefer to be called 'Sparry'. It's a nickname that I fear I'm rather attached to.
BiC::
Full Name::
Eli Bertholt Weasley
Age//Year::
Fourteen years old / Fourth Year
House::
Hufflepuff
Affiliation::[/right]
Order Member by family, although to be true he's leaning towards a slightly aggressive neutral.
Parents::
Mister Ron Weasley and Missus Luna Weasley
Blood::
Pure, if we're going by the assumption that your grandparents have to be magic - by that analysis, as both Luna and Ron's parents are magic, we can conclude that Eli must be heralded as Pure.
Much to the amusement, and then merriment of the whole Weasley clan, as well as the Lovegoods, the astounding Luna Lovegood wed the impertinent Ronald Weasley.
Luna gave birth to her and Ron's children at a fast pace, and he was born the third youngest in a family of five on August 16th.
Luna picked out the first name, Eli, finding it nice sounding and the name of her great-grand-father. To be fair, Ron picked out his middle name - Bertholt.
The birth itself wasn't much of a problem, and Eli was welcomed with open arms to his new family. He was a rowdy baby, and then toddler. But then, shortly after his second birthday, and after his younger and at the time only sister had been born, his parents - specifically his father - recieved very bad news.
After the death of Bill Weasley, Ron and Luna never quite treated them the same. They were loving, to be sure, but the young Eli was mostly forgotten. Luna tried to give Eli some love, but he had turned into a quiet, reserved, and occasionally moody child. They contested this by doting on their daughters, as Eli grew older and his personality grew stronger.
By the age of seven, he got along well with his siblings but never seemed to do anything worthy of praise.
One particular incident, at the age of nine, showed that he was indeed a wizard and not a squib like Ron had feared. He had been sitting in the garden with Luna when a stray Gnome suddenly tackled him. Eli screamed, and the gnome was very surprised to be lifted slowly into the air and then hurled away.
His parents were, of course, happy, and Ron had assumed that because of this feat Eli would be placed in Gryffindor. Luna tried to explain that her family was indeed very mixed, so it was impossible to tell.
When the letter came, it was with a resignation that Ron finally acknowledged that his youngest son wasn't up for great things.
He was sorted into the house of Hufflepuff, rather unceremoniously. Eli had figured that it was going to be this, after asking his older brothers and his mum about the houses.
Since then, Eli has been a quite respectable Hufflepuff, abiding by the law.
He isn't quite sure what his stance will be, now that Voldemort has taken over Hogwarts, and he can no longer be completely pre-occupied with schoolwork.
Appearance::
Tall - like his father, with the famous Weasley hair. It is a more gingery color, rather than flame-red, but red nonetheless, and slightly longer than Luna would have liked it - two inches past ear length, and very scraggly.
His face is also a lot like Ron's - both have the long nose and narrow face, with freckles. His eyes, however, are entirely Luna's. Large and silvery gray, they are rather alarming.
His chin juts out from his long, thin face, and goodness knows where he got that.
His neck is rather long, and to hide that fact he usually wears a scarf 24/7. It is a quirk usually associated with him, and in fact he is made fun of because of it, people claiming that he's got 'Loony' Lovegood's genes.
He has a long torso, and is naturally rather thin and ankle-ey. Not muscled, to be sure, just thin. He is a vegetarian by personal inclination, and makes sure to get out and about.
Pale, nobby legs accompany, usually looking conspicuously pale and freckly.
He has large feet, to be sure, as well as hands. His elbows and knees seem to attract freckles like flies to meat.
Personality::
While he certainly looks a lot like his father in looks, his personality and lifestyle choices seem to reflect more Luna than Ron.
As stated before, he is a vegetarian. He decided at the age of ten that he would become one, and only by very constant urging is her not a vegan.
Very reserved, he is usually to be found out in the grounds or tucked up in a cozy armchair in the Hufflepuff Common Room. He doesn't quite get along with most people, and although very polite, never talks for very long. He has a short attention span, which could contribute to the problem.
However, he is stubborn. Once he's made a decision he won't back out, and he's extremely loyal and trustworthy - a big factor in his placing in Hufflepuff House. The few friends he does have he keeps very close, for fear that something should happen to him.
He worried incessantly about something happening, to tell the truth. He often suffers from Insomnia due to this. His greatest fear would have to be everyone he knows dying. He occasionally has panic attacks, and their frequency has increased now that the school is captured.
Extras?::
He aspires to be a Prefect in his Fifth Year, and tries to live up to this expectation of himself.
Applied to become a seeker on the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team in his third year, and is an okay player. Not the best, by far, but a good player that's well versed in all aspects.
Most everyone was asleep, at this hour. Most everyone should be - but he wasn't. The freckly youth was sitting on his bed, eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at a fly perched on the wall of his room.
Every time the fly buzzed around, his eyes would snap up until they rested on the fly again.
This continued for any length of time, until the circles under his eyes became more pronounced.
Finally, a ray of light poked through a hole in the curtain covering the window.
Seeing that first light, he immediately ran over to the window, opened it, and shooed the fly out.
Following this action, he jumped into bed, just closing his eyes as a knock came on the door.
"Eli, sweetie, time to get up. Goodness knows you're tired...." His mother's dreamy voice floated out to him.
He got up, grumbling as if he'd just gotten up, and smiled.
"I'll be down in a sec." He said in his steady voice.
Luna smiled, and rushed to the kitchen.
He quickly dressed, making sure to grab his already-packed trunk as he walked out of the room, his excitement showing in his uneven footsteps.
"Good morning, Eli." His father said, sipping a cup of coffee, daily-prophet in hand. "You all ready for the train, then?"
Eli nodded, eying the coffee jealously. His father didn't seem to notice in the slightest.
"Your siblings are in the bathroom, or in your brother's case, just getting up, so it'll be a while." Luna said, sitting on his trunk and munching toast. "So maybe pack yourself a sandwhich for the train, because as you know Allowance is on hold due to all your new spellbooks."
Eli nodded, and grabbed some bread and a boiled egg.
He sat down next to his father and wrapped the improvised sandwhich (which was looking quite lumpy by the way) in Spell-O-Wrap, which was like Muggle Plastic wrap (as his grandfather had explained to him) but magic.
Quite frankly, Eli didn't really care. It was just a way of preserving his meal for the day.
Later, as he reflected on it, he probably should have payed more attention to his parents that morning. In their usual mad rush to King's Cross Station he had quite forgotten about giving them a hug, and only just remembered to wave goodbye as the train started rolling away.
But, being as preoccupied as he was, he hadn't taken the time.
He wished he had.
Name/Alias::
My real name is Zelly, although I prefer to be called 'Sparry'. It's a nickname that I fear I'm rather attached to.
BiC::
Full Name::
Eli Bertholt Weasley
Age//Year::
Fourteen years old / Fourth Year
House::
Hufflepuff
Affiliation::
Order Member by family, although to be true he's leaning towards a slightly aggressive neutral.
Parents::
Mister Ron Weasley and Missus Luna Weasley
Blood::
Pure, if we're going by the assumption that your grandparents have to be magic - by that analysis, as both Luna and Ron's parents are magic, we can conclude that Eli must be heralded as Pure.
History::
Much to the amusement, and then merriment of the whole Weasley clan, as well as the Lovegoods, the astounding Luna Lovegood wed the impertinent Ronald Weasley.
Luna gave birth to her and Ron's children at a fast pace, and he was born the third youngest in a family of five on August 16th.
Luna picked out the first name, Eli, finding it nice sounding and the name of her great-grand-father. To be fair, Ron picked out his middle name - Bertholt.
The birth itself wasn't much of a problem, and Eli was welcomed with open arms to his new family. He was a rowdy baby, and then toddler. But then, shortly after his second birthday, and after his younger and at the time only sister had been born, his parents - specifically his father - recieved very bad news.
After the death of Bill Weasley, Ron and Luna never quite treated them the same. They were loving, to be sure, but the young Eli was mostly forgotten. Luna tried to give Eli some love, but he had turned into a quiet, reserved, and occasionally moody child. They contested this by doting on their daughters, as Eli grew older and his personality grew stronger.
By the age of seven, he got along well with his siblings but never seemed to do anything worthy of praise.
One particular incident, at the age of nine, showed that he was indeed a wizard and not a squib like Ron had feared. He had been sitting in the garden with Luna when a stray Gnome suddenly tackled him. Eli screamed, and the gnome was very surprised to be lifted slowly into the air and then hurled away.
His parents were, of course, happy, and Ron had assumed that because of this feat Eli would be placed in Gryffindor. Luna tried to explain that her family was indeed very mixed, so it was impossible to tell.
When the letter came, it was with a resignation that Ron finally acknowledged that his youngest son wasn't up for great things.
He was sorted into the house of Hufflepuff, rather unceremoniously. Eli had figured that it was going to be this, after asking his older brothers and his mum about the houses.
Since then, Eli has been a quite respectable Hufflepuff, abiding by the law.
He isn't quite sure what his stance will be, now that Voldemort has taken over Hogwarts, and he can no longer be completely pre-occupied with schoolwork.
Appearance::
Tall - like his father, with the famous Weasley hair. It is a more gingery color, rather than flame-red, but red nonetheless, and slightly longer than Luna would have liked it - two inches past ear length, and very scraggly.
His face is also a lot like Ron's - both have the long nose and narrow face, with freckles. His eyes, however, are entirely Luna's. Large and silvery gray, they are rather alarming.
His chin juts out from his long, thin face, and goodness knows where he got that.
His neck is rather long, and to hide that fact he usually wears a scarf 24/7. It is a quirk usually associated with him, and in fact he is made fun of because of it, people claiming that he's got 'Loony' Lovegood's genes.
He has a long torso, and is naturally rather thin and ankle-ey. Not muscled, to be sure, just thin. He is a vegetarian by personal inclination, and makes sure to get out and about.
Pale, nobby legs accompany, usually looking conspicuously pale and freckly.
He has large feet, to be sure, as well as hands. His elbows and knees seem to attract freckles like flies to meat.
Personality::
While he certainly looks a lot like his father in looks, his personality and lifestyle choices seem to reflect more Luna than Ron.
As stated before, he is a vegetarian. He decided at the age of ten that he would become one, and only by very constant urging is her not a vegan.
Very reserved, he is usually to be found out in the grounds or tucked up in a cozy armchair in the Hufflepuff Common Room. He doesn't quite get along with most people, and although very polite, never talks for very long. He has a short attention span, which could contribute to the problem.
However, he is stubborn. Once he's made a decision he won't back out, and he's extremely loyal and trustworthy - a big factor in his placing in Hufflepuff House. The few friends he does have he keeps very close, for fear that something should happen to him.
He worried incessantly about something happening, to tell the truth. He often suffers from Insomnia due to this. His greatest fear would have to be everyone he knows dying. He occasionally has panic attacks, and their frequency has increased now that the school is captured.
Extras?::
He aspires to be a Prefect in his Fifth Year, and tries to live up to this expectation of himself.
Applied to become a seeker on the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team in his third year, and is an okay player. Not the best, by far, but a good player that's well versed in all aspects.
Roleplay Sample::
Most everyone was asleep, at this hour. Most everyone should be - but he wasn't. The freckly youth was sitting on his bed, eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at a fly perched on the wall of his room.
Every time the fly buzzed around, his eyes would snap up until they rested on the fly again.
This continued for any length of time, until the circles under his eyes became more pronounced.
Finally, a ray of light poked through a hole in the curtain covering the window.
Seeing that first light, he immediately ran over to the window, opened it, and shooed the fly out.
Following this action, he jumped into bed, just closing his eyes as a knock came on the door.
"Eli, sweetie, time to get up. Goodness knows you're tired...." His mother's dreamy voice floated out to him.
He got up, grumbling as if he'd just gotten up, and smiled.
"I'll be down in a sec." He said in his steady voice.
Luna smiled, and rushed to the kitchen.
He quickly dressed, making sure to grab his already-packed trunk as he walked out of the room, his excitement showing in his uneven footsteps.
"Good morning, Eli." His father said, sipping a cup of coffee, daily-prophet in hand. "You all ready for the train, then?"
Eli nodded, eying the coffee jealously. His father didn't seem to notice in the slightest.
"Your siblings are in the bathroom, or in your brother's case, just getting up, so it'll be a while." Luna said, sitting on his trunk and munching toast. "So maybe pack yourself a sandwhich for the train, because as you know Allowance is on hold due to all your new spellbooks."
Eli nodded, and grabbed some bread and a boiled egg.
He sat down next to his father and wrapped the improvised sandwhich (which was looking quite lumpy by the way) in Spell-O-Wrap, which was like Muggle Plastic wrap (as his grandfather had explained to him) but magic.
Quite frankly, Eli didn't really care. It was just a way of preserving his meal for the day.
Later, as he reflected on it, he probably should have payed more attention to his parents that morning. In their usual mad rush to King's Cross Station he had quite forgotten about giving them a hug, and only just remembered to wave goodbye as the train started rolling away.
But, being as preoccupied as he was, he hadn't taken the time.
He wished he had.
