Post by Fred Weasley on Nov 11, 2007 2:52:37 GMT -1
Basic Details
First Name: Fred
Last Name: Weasley
Canon: Yes
Heritage: Pure blood
Looks
Eye Color: deep brown with specks of green
Hair Color & Style: Ginger hair color, shoulder length shorter toward his face.
General Appearance: 6'0, broad shoulders an a carbon copy of his twin brother. Long arms and legs with similar long fingers that are itching to get into some trouble.
General Character Traits:
Strengths: Being sneaky and pulling pranks, protecting his family and just being himself.
Weaknesses: following the rules, potions, only taking his pranks but so far
Personality: Funny and sarcastic at the same time, great to be around and a total family oriented person
Strong Area of Magic: Charms, Quid ditch, pulling pranks and confusing his mother
Weak Area of Magic: Potions, authority, Transfiguration and denoming the garden
Family Details
Parents: Molly and Author Wesley
Siblings: Charlie, Bill, Percy, George, Ron and Ginny
Minor Details:
Pets: Pigwiden
Favorite Quidditch position: Beaters
Extra Details
What house would you prefer?: (in order from most to least)
Slytherin
Griffindor
Ravenclaw
Huffelpuf
Role Play sample:
"Oh come on George it'll be fun!" I say as I pulled my twin behind me. We crouch low behind a banister inside Snapes office when the git walks in.
"What did you do!?" George says clearly beginning to enjoy himself
"Lets just say that Snape will be feeling a little under the weather for a while." I say as a bolt of lighting flashed over Snapes head.
"What the..." Snape said as there was another bolt of lighting and a loud bang of thunder. Both boys had a hard time holding in there laughs as water fell from the ever growing cloud above the fuming Potions masters head.
"Fred that was genius!" George said as he and Fred ran from the office when Snape had his back turned. The two twins spun around when they heard foot steps.
"WEASLEY!" Snape said as he charged at Fred and George.
"Um Fred may I suggest something?" He said as they slowly backed up away from the now steamed potions master.
"Sure what did you have in mind?" He said as the cloud grew larger and lighting flashed to the top of the corridor.
"RUN!" The both turned at the same time and high tailed it out of there and ran and ran until they reached the great hall. The burst into the great hall with Snape hot on their trail.
"Oh bugger. We are so out of here." George said as Snape came into the hall. Snape looked like he was about to say something when a blot of lighting came down and struck Snape.
"Agggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Was the only thing that came from Snapes Mouth as he light up like New years. Snape stopped shaking and fell to the floor in a heap.
"Did you kill him?" A small second year said from the griffindor table. Fred and George stared at each other for a min before they hared a noise coming from the heap of black robes.
"Ugh what happen? I feel like I got hit in the head by a Hippogriff." Snape said as he got to his feet.
"P-professor Snape? Are you Okay?" The same little girl asked as she pulled on the mans robe.
"Who's Professor Snape?"
First Name: Fred
Last Name: Weasley
Canon: Yes
Heritage: Pure blood
Looks
Eye Color: deep brown with specks of green
Hair Color & Style: Ginger hair color, shoulder length shorter toward his face.
General Appearance: 6'0, broad shoulders an a carbon copy of his twin brother. Long arms and legs with similar long fingers that are itching to get into some trouble.
General Character Traits:
Strengths: Being sneaky and pulling pranks, protecting his family and just being himself.
Weaknesses: following the rules, potions, only taking his pranks but so far
Personality: Funny and sarcastic at the same time, great to be around and a total family oriented person
Strong Area of Magic: Charms, Quid ditch, pulling pranks and confusing his mother
Weak Area of Magic: Potions, authority, Transfiguration and denoming the garden
Family Details
Parents: Molly and Author Wesley
Siblings: Charlie, Bill, Percy, George, Ron and Ginny
Minor Details:
Pets: Pigwiden
Favorite Quidditch position: Beaters
Extra Details
What house would you prefer?: (in order from most to least)
Slytherin
Griffindor
Ravenclaw
Huffelpuf
Role Play sample:
"Oh come on George it'll be fun!" I say as I pulled my twin behind me. We crouch low behind a banister inside Snapes office when the git walks in.
"What did you do!?" George says clearly beginning to enjoy himself
"Lets just say that Snape will be feeling a little under the weather for a while." I say as a bolt of lighting flashed over Snapes head.
"What the..." Snape said as there was another bolt of lighting and a loud bang of thunder. Both boys had a hard time holding in there laughs as water fell from the ever growing cloud above the fuming Potions masters head.
"Fred that was genius!" George said as he and Fred ran from the office when Snape had his back turned. The two twins spun around when they heard foot steps.
"WEASLEY!" Snape said as he charged at Fred and George.
"Um Fred may I suggest something?" He said as they slowly backed up away from the now steamed potions master.
"Sure what did you have in mind?" He said as the cloud grew larger and lighting flashed to the top of the corridor.
"RUN!" The both turned at the same time and high tailed it out of there and ran and ran until they reached the great hall. The burst into the great hall with Snape hot on their trail.
"Oh bugger. We are so out of here." George said as Snape came into the hall. Snape looked like he was about to say something when a blot of lighting came down and struck Snape.
"Agggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Was the only thing that came from Snapes Mouth as he light up like New years. Snape stopped shaking and fell to the floor in a heap.
"Did you kill him?" A small second year said from the griffindor table. Fred and George stared at each other for a min before they hared a noise coming from the heap of black robes.
"Ugh what happen? I feel like I got hit in the head by a Hippogriff." Snape said as he got to his feet.
"P-professor Snape? Are you Okay?" The same little girl asked as she pulled on the mans robe.
"Who's Professor Snape?"