WEASLEY, samara erin

[samara]

SAMARA erin WEASLEY



Keep telling yourself that I'm a diva... I'm the new cancer, never looked better. You can't stand it, 'cause you say so under your breath. You're reading lips, "When did she get all confident?"

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Samara Erin Weasley
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: August 1st
Year: 6th
House: Slytherin
Blood Type: AB +
Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Pureblood

APPEARANCE

Play-By: Jackie Emerson
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 115 lbs
Hair Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Colour: Pale
Distinguishing Features: Her bright blue eyes and her fiery red hair, as well as a tattoo on her left hip, a heart split in half with the words "Vices" and "Virtues" in either half.
Dressing Style: Jackie has busted her butt to wear nice clothes, not like the signature Weasley hand-me-downs. She's found a way to smuggle money from her father's wallet and buy nice things for herself, as well as the monthly allowance her mother sends her in the mail. Her parents believe all her cute clothes come from the allowance. She loves form fitting skirts and dresses, wearing t-shirts or tanktops with the skirts. She loves all sorts of jewelery, and heels are her favorite, since she's fairly short for a sixteen-year-old. She will only wear wizarding garb when absolutely necessary.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits: Tricky, manipulative, sneaky, flirtatious, selfish, secretive, cunning, temperamental
Likes: boys, chocolate, getting what she wants, ruling over others, fame, flirting, summer
Dislikes: having to act nice around her father and mother, goody-goody people, catty girls, backstabbers, winter, Muggle sports, being poor
Strengths: Flirting, getting what she wants
Weaknesses: Easily offended, easily threatened

MAGICAL WORLD

Wand Wood: Oak
Wand Core: Unicorn Tail Hair
Wand Length: 8.6 inches
Pet(s): Persian kitten named Queen, snowy owl named Prince

BACKGROUND

Mother: Hermione Jean (Granger) Weasley (43, witch)
Father: Ronald Billius Weasley (42, wizard)
Sibling(s): _________ ________ Weasley (sister, 19, graduate)
__________ ________ Weasley (twin brother, 16, Hufflepuff 6th year)
Other Important Family: Various cousins, aunts and uncles
History: Hermione and Ron, of course, were part of the trio that save the Wizarding World from Voldemort's wrath during the Second Wizarding War, and are incredibly famous for it. This fame should equal a substantial amount of wealth, but it generally does not. In any case, the pair decided to store the money away in depths of Gringott's, never to see the light of day until an emergency. First, they gave birth to their eldest daughter, _________, who's since graduated, then the twins, Samara being the youngest of the pair. It wasn't a difficult process, growing up to such a famous set of parents, but Samara adored the attention.

At school, she was sorted into Slytherin, and realized how much she loved to play with people's minds. She was quite good at it, but her parents would never approve. Samara is lying to her parents, and they believe her to be the perfect daughter. Only her siblings know her for who she truly is, but neither will tell, hoping Samara will get what she deserves as she grows up. Samara lies, steals, and flirts non-stop, and has what she believes to be a rather charmed life. She's almost sad she'll be graduating in a year...

MUGGLE WORLD

Alias: Meg
RP Experience: 5-ish years
RP Sample: "Erik was anxiously running a hand through his hair, Muggle court book under his arm. It was going to be a long process, but he wanted everything to be right when he had the proof he needed to take the Castel family to court and save Nat. Erik wanted nothing more than that sweet girl out of harms way into his custody, even though it meant he needed to get a job. He'd just been to an interview down at the local cafe the day before, and it looked promising. Though it was as a waiter and he'd make menial money, he figured it'd be good enough when paired with his music checks.

All his actions seemed rushed and frantic, and it took him a few tries to properly stick his hand in his jeans pocket to retrieve his key. Erik was in his own little world, fidgeting with his hair and itching at his tattoos, alternating the court book from one hand to the next as he jiggled his key into the lock. Pushing the door open with his foot, he slipped the key back into his pocket and adjusted his white t-shirt with the slight v-neck, looking up. It was then he saw Elliot, struggling with boxes and attempting to open the door next to his. "Elliot?" "