Kherington Alice Weasley

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KHERINGTON alice WEASLEY



"Some insects, called the human race, lost in time, lost in space... and meaning"

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Kherington Alice Weasle
Age: Twenty-four
Birthday: July Seventeenth
Blood Type: A +
Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Pure

APPEARANCE

Play-By: Molly Quinn
Height: 5 feet
Weight: One hundred and two pounds
Hair Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Colour: Pale
Distinguishing Features: Kherington looks a bit young for her age, but that doesn't bother her. Her red hair is always nicely layered, and always cascades just past her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes are flecked with green, and are quite enchanting. She has single pierced ears, and has a scar on her stomach where she was attacked by Ryan O'Donall.
Dressing Style: Her dressing style is very cute, but very modern. She likes sweaters when it's cold, with nice slacks and heeled boots. When it's warmer, she'll break out the sundresses and skirts, wearing tank tops or blouses on top. Her nails are always painted, and her hair is rarely down. She loves jewelery. When sick, or alone, she will wear sweats and will have her hair up. Kherington wears minimal makeup and has the pretty delicate features that are perfect when she wants to wear no makeup. She is rarely caught in jeans, unless working on her home.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits: Kherington is very kind, and sweet, and extremely intelligent and organized. She is quiet, and very modest. She doesn't like being noticed for her work, and would much rather not be singled out for any sort of talent. She's easily to judge, and is a little flighty and fidgety since her recent attack.
Likes: Gardening, security, flowers, the smell of lavender, being around her parents, dragons, visiting Romania
Dislikes: Death Eaters, being thrown into situations, the dark, having to fend for herself, violence, the cold, yelling
Strengths: Organization, medicine, speaking french, Herbology
Weaknesses: Defense Against the Dark Arts, dancing, controlling her anxiety

MAGICAL WORLD

Wand Wood: Ash
Wand Core: Unicorn hair
Wand Length: 13.2 inches
Pet(s): A pair of Siamese cats, named Riff and Raff

BACKGROUND

Mother: Helen [Prichard] Weasley
Father: Charles "Charlie" Weasley
Sibling(s): Tobias Charles Weasely (27), ________ ________ Weasley
Other Important Family: : Plenty of cousins and aunts and uncles
History: Helen and Charles had met in Romania, whilst both were studying and caring for dragons. Years later, they were married, and they gave birth to first Toby, then to Kherington. Kherington took her traits from both sides of the family, with her red hair from the Weasley's and her pale eyes from Helen's side. Kherington was not as bold as Toby, but she loved her brother just the same. She was extremely intelligent, and followed her brother to Hogwarts. There, she was very successful, sorted into Ravenclaw and holding a fast spot as one of the brightest witches of her year. She became Head Girl her seventh year, following her brother's nobility.

After she left Hogwarts, at the age of twenty, she was asked to hold a high position at St. Mungo's, one she took with honor. It felt good, knowing that she could do what she loved, making potions to help and heal the sick and injured. At twenty-three, however, things took a turn for the worst. After hiring young Raychel McFarland, she was attacked. Her attacker was later revealed to be Ryan O'Donall, one of Isabelle's minions, looking for Raychel's file, which was later weaseled out of an intern, who was murdered afterwards. The file was stolen days after Kherington's attack. She is now scarred, both mentally and physically.

MUGGLE WORLD

Alias: Raychel
RP Experience: 3-4 years
RP Sample: Kherington awoke, not knowing where she was. Then, she remembered. She had been walking out of the building, after work, when she had been jumped. Her screams had been momentarily silenced as she was stunned and dragged into an alleyway. She was now awake, her red hair spread around her like a fiery halo. She sat up, rubbing her head, when a hand wrapped around her throat, forcing her against the wall. She cried out, but found herself unable to produce a sound. Her tongue had been twisted using a very capable charm. A voice hissed in the darkness. "The file, I need the file," it called. Kherington shook her head. "What - what file?" she attempted to choke out, but no sound came.

She knew tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was terrified, unsure of what to do. The man, she was positive, was a Death Eater, seeking information. And she knew that he was just asking these questions, knowing she couldn't answer, to toy with her. Eventually, he'd have his way with her, and they would be done. Out of the darkness, a Death Eater mask loomed, and a sinister smile came down on her. With a soft, but commanding voice, the man whispered, "Sectumsempra," and Kherington felt three deep cuts form across her chest and stomach. Blood began to flow, and she began to lose consciousness, vaguely aware of the near silent pop as her assaulter Apparated away. Kherington was drifting, and the last thing she saw was the shadow of someone, rushing towards her, calling for help...