Hannah Violet Abbott [Work In Progress]

Name.
Hannah Violet Abbott.

Age.
16.

Occupation.
Student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hogwarts House
Hufflepuff.



Character History.
Hannah Violet Abbott was born into a wealthy and carefree family. The Abbott's were of course loyal to the Order of the Phoenix, but they had a certian quirkiness, they loved Muggles and all their creations. Hannah had taken a high interest as a child and now had seventy four muggle invention, like a guitar, a CD player and CD's. Hannah's first encounter with magic came when she was three years old and levitated off the ground at her own will.


Family History.




Roleplay Example.
[From a different site]
Rose wasn't usually up for a fly, but it was a strangely peaceful night and a breeze would be a soothing experience for Rose to finally get some shut-eye. She dragged her old, barely together broom behind her and had her wand between her teeth. In her free hand was a small, open book that she was reading. It was a small booklet for basic flying. Lessons were out of the question, no-one had the patience for her, so she'd do it herself. As usual, she wasn't paying attention to the path beneath her feet and was only catching glimpses of the grey, rock ground path that lead to the Quiddich Pitch. It was odd to be saying to her friends 'Hey, I'm going out to fly tonight.' Because 1) Rose wasn't a fan of Quiddich and 2) Flying wasn't her speciality. But she wasn't hopeless at flying, and maybe it would do her some good to do something a little daring in her life. Rose's hair blew in the small breeze and it fell over her shoulders and down her back. What was left of the disappearing sun blazed in her face, but she merely scrunched up her eyes and looked down.

It was a success, she hadn't looked up from her book once and she didn't fall, collide with anything or go the wrong way. She found herself standing right next to one of the stands that when she looked up it, it seemed like it was towering over her. The feeling wasn't very nice so she stepped forward, closer to another boy who was definately ready for some harsh Quiddich playing. She dropped her broom down behind her and smiled, still with her wand in her mouth. Her smile seemed more like she was making a bad impresssion of a shark, but when she took her wand out her mouth, there it was. Her glowing and welcoming smile. "Hey ..." she finally spoke, knowing who exactly was infront of her, even though the beaming light didn't help her eyes to picture her brother who seemed so organised for quiddich. Hugo merely glanced at his sister before fixing the straps on his arm guards. "Aren't you in the wrong place? Hogsmeade is on the other side of Hogwarts!" He said harsly. Rose was used to his argumentative tone of voice and went on. "Aren't you a little over-dressed? And for someone who doesn't ven have a team to play with." She pointed out with relish, sarcastically looking around and back to Hugo with a confused look. "Can't see anyone, bro...". Rose could see the temper building up inside her brother and she was milking ever second of torturing him with a playful smirk. "Fine!" He snapped, picking up a nearby Quaffle and ramming it into Rose's stomach. He then picked up his broom and soared into the air. Rose knew he was just showing off infront of her. "One-on-one! If I win, then you never speak to me again!" Rose smiled up at her brother and threw the Quaffle at him before mounting her own broom and flying to Hugo so they were opposite eachother, both bobbing in the air, effortlessly. "And if I win ... I get to do this all the time, even at your wedding, and at your work when I come to visit and -" Hugo raised his hand and cut across her quickly "Okay!" He announced, soaring away high into the darkening sky. Rose was left to watch Hugo as she awayed in the open air. "This is gonna' be great!" She said to herself before making a U-turn and going at full speed into the air.

Ok just do the Roleplay exampl and then i can accept you