Occupation: Dept. for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures= Junior Dragon Researcher
Wand: Willow- 10 and 1/4 inches, supple
Age and Birthdate: 19, May 31st 1957
Bloodline: Half blood. Mother is a muggle, father is a wizard
Pet/Familiar: Flower Fairy named Rose.
Physical Description: Roselyn is anything but beautiful. She has always been considered the girl next door with her fresh young face and dark emereld eyes. Roselyn stands at 5'6" and weighs about 120lbs. Her hair is a dark obsidian and falls into soft waves three inches below her shoulders. Her dark emereld eyes are framed by dark lashes and she has a small nose and wider, rosebud mouth. Her skin is tanned a golden bronze from her work outdoors and her hair is streaked with golden highlights.
Roselyn was built for ballet, being long and lean, making her quite graceful when she does find time to dress up properly. Most days however, she can be seen in tatterted and burnt wizard robes, her dark hair braided tightly against her head, and her wand constantely in her hand. She has a small scar on her right cheek from a run in with an extremely angry Horntail and for the most part her nails are horrendous from the long hours outside with her mentor.
When not in work mode, Roselyn tends to wear her hair down, choosing muggle attire for it's ease. She wears a lot of jeans, tshirts and hiking boots, storing her better clothing for later use. She is always seen wearing her mothers wedding band on a chain on her neck and a pair of diamond stud earrings.
Personality Description: Roselyn is a person who is usually bright and bubbly. She loves her work and where she is in life and adores her close friends. She is quite strong in temperment and likes things to go her way. When they don't she tends to sulk and seethe silently as she works on getting her temper in check. She is quite strong at making turn of events go her way, through negotiation skills and simple feminine charm. She is loyal to her friends and quite compassionate about the world around her.
Unfortunately she is quite stubborn. So much in fact that she looks to others safety first, disregarding her own. She has picked many a fights when someone has called her stubborn and is aquick draw on her wand. She also tends to trust all until that trust is broken. This has been bad for her many a times during her life when she thought someone was being truthful and really they were using her.
Roselyn is also quite bad at figuring out if she is being lied too. While she is tempted to just hex anyone into the truth, she is trying to learn the art of subtle and to quelsh her anger.
Brief History: Roselyn Maria Hawthorne was born to wizard Caleb Kent Hawthorne,Auror, and his young wife Christine Anne Smith Hawthorne, worked at receptionist at St. Mungo's. The two married quite young, Caleb was 18 and Christine was 18 and had thier first born child with in the year. The baby was Roselyn and was the family's pride and joy. She was born at 1am on May 31, 1957 at St Mungo's Hospital and was brought to the the Kensington brick and bowstone house where her parents still reside.
Roselyn was brought up an only child, not because the young parents did not want for more children, but due to complications with Roselyn's birth. Although Healers had explained they could possibly help, the parents decided she was all they needed to love. This decision was made when Roselyn was one years old and still the apple of her parents eyes.
By age five, Roselyn began to exhibit many magical qualities. One day, while throwing a tantrum over not being allowed to go to a sleep over, she caused all the dishes in her mothers' china cabinent to erupt. Christine was shocked by Roselyn's power and Caleb beamed with joy knowing that his little girl had inherited his magical genes. For the next five years, Caleb taught his daughter all he knew about magic, from simple charms and hexes to how to ride a broomstick. Christine seemed to be less and less interested in Roselyn, knowing they did not share the same wants. This all changed when at six Roselyn asked for ballet lessons to apease her father. This was granted and Christine felt a reknewed sense in her daughter's life.
At the age of eleven, at a small family dinner in thier quaint house, a large grey owl came into the dining room and landed atop Roselyn's birthday cake before bringing a letter to her. Smiling and quite scared, the young girl carefully took the letter and unscrolled it. She began to read out loud as her father smiled and her mother cried. She had been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Her first experience at school was in riding the boat over to the Great Hall. It had been raining tremedously and by the time they entered the hall, she was shaking from the cold. An older boy took pity on her and dried her clothes with a simple spell. She smiled and gratefully thanked him. As she nervously waled up to the Sorting Hat, she felt her heart beat fastly. When her name was called she made her way up, tripping on her robes just as she reached the chair. A professor stopped her before falling and sat her down quickly. The hat was placed on her head and Roselyn could hear all its' thoughts. It debated on her placement, deciding finally on Gryffindor. This was her dad's house and she couldn't be any happier. Her first year flew quickly landing her O's in every class.
Her third year was a year of turmoil for the young Gryffindor. Her best friend, a muggle girl named Clarise had been killed in a freak horse riding accidnet in the country. Most of that year, Roselyn moped around and did her work but not much else. Even the prospect of Hogsmeade weekends did nothing to cheer up the normally birght lass. Her saving grace was when she met a young man named Louise. He was a seventh year Ravenclaw and walked up to her one day out of the blue. He said he had seen her around and that she looked like she needed a friend. She started to deny this when he put his arm around her. She felt her cheeks flush and she smiled the first smile of the year. The rest of her third year was a haze of happy memories with her boyfriend. She was saddened when he graduated but new this was only the beginning.
That summer she went to a muggle summer camp to make her mother happy. It was an ok experience but she missed the use of magic so much. Everything seemed harder and she missed Hogwarts horribly.
Her fifth year was her OWL year and Roselynwas happy to say she was in the top of her class. Only one Ravenclaw was ahead of her and she had been made a Prefect. This made her glow with pride each and every time she looked to her badge. Her career session was one of the hardest things she ever had to do. The professor laid out options and Roselyn had mulled each one over. After much consideration and many hours talking to her parents, she finally chose the path as a Dragon Studier with the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. With this new goal in mind, Roselyn set her course out for the year taking Charms, DADA, CoMC, Transfiguration, History of Magic and Potions. The OWL classes were harder and required so much more concentration. She managed an O in every subject except potions which she got an E instead. Proud of herself and her chosen path, she celebrated by spending the summer in Romania, visting many of the dragon handlers.
Roselyn graduated at the top of her class in June of 1975 with her NEWT's in CoMC, Charms, DADA, Potions, Transfigurationa nd History of Magic. She was signed on to be a Junior Dragon Researcher immediately after graduation and currently is in that position.
Important Relationships:
Father: Caleb Kent Hawthorne (40)
Mother: Christine Anne Smith Hawthorne (39)
Great Aunt Rose
Twin cousins: Micheal and Matthew (1
Likes/Dislikes:
Roselyn loves to recieve flowers as gifts. She is particularly fon of yellow, pink, and white roses, although really likes any variety. She loves all animals and tries to surround herself by them. She absolutely adores traveling, especially some place new. She loves to fly her broom and was once a part of her House quidditch team. She aslo absolutely adores older muggle movies.
She dislikes brussel sprouts and pumkin pie. She hates when people are cruel to animals. She also immensely dislikes show offs and arroganant people.
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Roleplay Sample: Roselyn Hawthorne walked into the Leaky Cauldron with a large bandage over her left hand. She smiled up to Tom. "Hey there. Could I just get a nice cold glass of water to start and a grilled cheese, it's been a long day." She smiled happily as she sent to fill her order she looked to her hand. She could not believe she had been burnt. Usually she was so quick on her feet, jumping out of the way with only inches to spare. Not today though she though ruefully as she shook her head, sending her dark damp curls flying.
She had been working with the nesting Chinese Firebolt, in London for a few tests. Her mentor had given her the simple task of being on alert incase she got out of hand. Something, she still wasn't sure what, went terribly wrong. It had sounded like somone had apparated into the nesting area then realizing thier mistake quickly left. Roselyn could have killed them if hse had found them. The Horntail, quite skittish already ahd gone nuts, trampling three of her eggs and sending jets of fire throughout. Roselyn had sedated her for a moment when she transfigured into a mouse but then the horntail had found her and Roselyn quickly transfigured back just in time to feel the burning. It took seven handlers in all to calm the angered animal. After that bloody day she had been sent to St Mungos then home early. After a quick shower Roselyn mad here way to the Leaky, needed to talk to people after being cooped up all day. Tom returned with her sandwich and water and Roselyn dug in.
A young wizard down the bar was waving at her. Roselyn smiled happily and waved back as the handsome man came towards her. [i]So do you com here often?[/] he had asked and Roselyn proceed to laugh out loud at his subtle pick up line. Her eyes sparkled happily as she looked to him and shook her head no.
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