BOOKER, vera lucinda

VERA LUCINDA BOOKER ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
• the basics • the basics • the basics •
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( FULL NAME ) : Vera Lucinda Booker
( NICKNAMES ) : just Vera
( SEX ) : female.
( BLOOD TYPE ) : muggle-born
( AGE & DOB ) : 16, June 8
( YEAR ) : 6th
( HOUSE ) : ravenclaw
( CANON? ) : No
( OCCUPATION ) : Student
( AFFILIATION ) : order member
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual
( WAND ) : 12in, Unicorn Hair, Rosewood

( LIKES ) :

* Friends
* Family
* Knowing
* Reading
* Writing
* School
* Having Fun
* Being with Loved ones
* Cake
* Writing

( DISLIKES ) :

* Loud Noises
* That she is a pushover
* Wet Cloths
* The Smell of Wet Dog
* Hurting
* Fighting
* Boredom
* Many People
* Spicy Food
* Mean people

( STRENGTHS ) :

* Wrighting
* Her Brains
* Her Sweetness
* Love
* Caring

( WEAKNESSES ) :

* Being a Pushover
* Shy
* Quiet

( AMORTENTIA ) :

* Rain
* Cookies
* Roses
* Fresh Grass

( RIDDIKULUS! ) :

* Spiders

( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) :

* When she found out she was a witch

( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) :

* Being called a mud-blood

( MIRROR OF ERISED ) :

* Making her parents proud

( PERSONALITY ) :

Ar times, well, mist of the time, Vera is shy and quiet around new people. But really, who wouldn't be a little awkward and quiet around people that she didnt know, or she had never really socialized with. Most people would feel a little awkward and a t awkward none the less when she meets someone new. Vera is also a little bit insecure. Another reason she doesn't like to talk with people. She doesn't think that people will like her for the way she is, even if everyone would probably love her if they gave her a chance to show them who she really is. Vera also doesn't think that she is pretty, and that's why she hasn't had a boyfriend. No matter how many times people say she is beautiful, like her friends and family, Vera simply thinks that they are just trying to be nice to her. That they really don't think that she is pretty. It's what she thinks that friends and family are for. They are for making you feel better when there is no hope. Make you think that there is a chance. When there really is no hope, or chance for that matter. Vera respects that, but she doesn't exactly like it. She likes the truth.

Vera is a girl of very few words. She prefers to stay in the back, and not talk very much. Though she will talk with a select few. A select few that are actually nice to her, and care about her. Those are few, Vera doesn't let many people get close to her. It's just something that she does. Who knows why, not much in her past would lead her to do that, but some things just are, and the fact that Vera doesn't get close to people is just one of those things. Even when she does actually like someone, Vera doesn't do much talking, maybe a word or two here, or a word or two there. For the most part, Vera is rather quiet, and has little to say. Even when she has things on her mind, Vera doesn't feel the need to say them. She is more of a bystander then a leader honestly, and is slightly a push-over. Doing pretty much what people want her to if they have something on her or if they are just being mean and feel Vera has something to offer them. Such usually isn't anything more then a free pass out of doing her homework, so that she will do it for them.

( HAIR ) :

* Vera likes her hair. It is easy to maintain other then the occasional brushing to detangle it. Her hair is long and dark. It looks black sometimes, but in the sunlight, it is obviously dark brown.

( EYES ) :

* Vera doesn't really pay attention to het eyes. Since she doesn't wear make-up, she has no need to. But they are beautifully almond shaped, and dark brown. Her eyelashes are long and thick, so mascara is not needed.

( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) :

* Vera has beautiful cheek bones. Though her nose and chin does not stick out.

( BODY STRUCTURE ) :

* Vera is small and lanky. She stands only at about 5'4. And weighing only around 115 pounds. That is why she was calked small by her brother when she was younger.

( ATTIRE ) :

* Vera is usually in a good mood, or even if she's not, she acts like it. So she normally wears mostly bright colors.

( PLAY-BY ) :

* Victoria Justice

( PARENTS ) :

* Moranda Booker, Mother, 42, Muggle Teacher
* Harold Booker, Father, 44, Muggle Teacher

( SIBLINGS ) :

* Vance Booker, Brother, Muggle

( OTHERS ) :
( HISTORY ) : When Vera was born, her parents only expected her to be a normal little girl. And that was what she was to them. Nothing more, nothing less. She was also daddy's little girl. With only having one older brother, Vera got along rather well, for the most part getting whatever she wanted for her birthday or for any Holliday. All that she would have to do is look at her dad with her big brown eyes and he would crack. That had nothing to do with magic, it was just the power of a daughter over her dad. Besides, Vera didn't even know about magic, let alone how to use it.

So unlike a lot of younge witches or wizards, Vera was not taught about Hogwarts, or about magic. She didn't even know that magic existed other then the kinds in fairy tales that her parents read to her when she was a really little girl. But they had told her when she was about six that magic wasn't real, that it was only a story people made up for chdrens imagination. Vera had just whent along with it. Her parents never even knew that magic really did exist, or thought about it. For them, everything had a logical explanation. And for college professors, that wasn't a bad thing. Only for the facts that Vera would end up going to a school of magic completely unprepared or uninformed. But concitering her ability to pick up on things rather quickly, and to learn how to do something as easily as learning how to tie your shoe in some cases. So she really wasn't going into Hogwarts completely unprepared evidentily.

When Vera's powers did begin to develop when she was around ten years old, her parents didn't seem to realize anything. Since they where so logical, when those small things would happen, they would have an exination. Only, as it continued, the stuff began to get a little more odd. And it came to a point where they ran out of logical explanations. Vance on the other hand, wasn't as logical as his mother and father where. He could see what his little sister was doing, how she could move things with her mind, and make things hover from the palm of her hand. Vance didn't think that was in the least but normal. Pretty much over reacting when Vera did something like that. Vera didn't understand why he acted that way, she thought that a lot of little girls and boys her age could do stuff like that. But her parents still couldn't see things until they began to get a little more obviouse. Like how their son was turned into a mouse in front of their eyes. It happened to have been Vera. Her brother, Vance, had been picking on her and making fun of her that she was weird and small. That had really made the little witch mad. So on that note, they really knew that something was wrong, or at least different about their little girl.

The day that Vera's letter came not in the mail, but by an owl, Vera had no idea what it was, though summed up, it was; that Vera was a witch and she was accepted at a school of wizardry and she would start school in September. Also that she would need to go to this place called diagon alley to get all the stuff that Vera would need for school. Now, before now, Vera's parents would have thought this was simply a prank. That their daughter couldn't possibly be a witch. But now, after everything that they had seem Vera do, from turning her brother into a mouse when she got mad at calling her small and she made him into something smaller, then to making things moved when she willed it to. They whernt very skeptical now. They actually thought that they would go and try to find the place where Vera was to get all her things for school. Or what they where starting to believe that it was a real school. And if it really was a school, they had to take the time to grasp that their daughter really was a witch. That she really could use magic.

After managing to find Diagon Alley, and getting a of the books Vera would need. And practically having to drag her our of the book store as she was being entranced by a book on the history of magic. So to get her out, they bought her a few more books. They also bought Vera a cat. It was a black and white tom-cat that Vera named Wolfgang. Then they got her a wand, it was a 12 inch rosewood want with a unicorn hair core. Vera thought that all this was a dream and she would soon wake up. But to her surprise and happiness, it wasn't a dream and she didn't wake up. Hogwarts was real, and she was there. And there was no surprise that she was put into Ravenclaw house with how smart and studious she was. But with her parents being muggle teachers, how could she not be.

( ALIAS ) : Juliet
( AGE ) : 15
( EXPERIENCE ) : 2 years
( CONTACT INFO ) : any
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : an affiliation
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : .

The weather outside was horrid, the wind blew and things went flying. Anything smaller then a human would probably be picked up off their feet. Small animals like squirrels and mise wouldn't stand a chance against the large gusts of wind. Nothing could really be done out there when it came to camp activities either. You could get unsteadied on the rock climbing wall and fall, defiantly not a good thing. Your sword could also be blown by the wind and cone back on you, also not a good thing. A terrible thing actually. It was best for most campers to just stay in their cabins. Finn, along with most others, didn't like to be outside on any day like this. He even made it a point to not even open the door if he could help it. Unless it was something that was needed, and that would require him to open up the door. The bad thing was, Finn's dog, Hypatia, always had to get out and go to the bathroom, so when she needed out, Finn would need to take her out and be with her making sure she didn't get into any trouble out all by herself.

Scratching at the base of the cabin door awoke Finn from his sleep. For the most part he was a sound sleeper, but somethings just bugged him way to much to be able to sleep threw. One of then was the sound of something scratch wood or black board. This was Hypatia indicating that she wanted to go outside, because she had learned after a while, that it would wake Finn up better then anything else. Finn tried to just cover his head with his pillow, and to try and tune out the sound of Hyatia's claws on the door. But it managed to leak threw the fluff and into Finn's ears. With much reluctance, he stood up and Hypatia stopped, looking at him with her hopeful brown eyes. Since he probably wouldn't go back to sleep, he may as well get dressed. So Finn quickly pulled of his pants and on a pair of jeans quickly, along with taking his shirt off and pulling on a different one, and a blue sweat shirt. Quickly pulling a comb threw his hair, Finn felt stupid, he was going outside in the wind, there had been close to no point in combing threw it. With a tiny yawn, Finn walked over and opened the cabin door, a gust of wind hit his face, and Hypatia bolted.

Surprised by the fact his dog was so intent on going into the wind, and angered by the fact that he would now need to go after get and catch her to keep her out of trouble, Finn dashed out of the cabin, but made sure to close the door behind him, because there was another camper in there. He didn't exactly want to wake her up. With the wind tugging at his cloths, and his hair blowing everywhere, Finn chased after his dog, buy she was a lot faster then he was, and could obviously run a whole lot faster then him as well. Finn still tried to run as best he could, yelling at her as he did. But being pulled back didn't help them at all. But after a little bit, Finn began to get tired, and the strong wind made it hard to breath. He would need to stop soon. Noticing the Big House, Finn ran to and opened the door, quickly closing it behind him. Finn was huffing and leaning against the door, obviously looking tired. The Big House was warm and comfortable. With the fire, and chairs to sit in. Yet Finn wasn't the only one here. Someone else was, sitting in one of the chairs. Another camper.