CAMPBELL, bethany elizabeth

name: bethany elizabeth campbell
age/year: 16, sixth year.
date of birth: october 17th
house/occupation: hufflepuff
bloodstatus: half blood.
wands: unicorn hair core, apple wood, 9 and a half inches
broom: firebolt 2018

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height: 5ft 6"
weight: 125lb
general description: beth adores her blonde and curly hair. she keeps it fairly long with it resting a little way below her shoulders. in the summer she always considers cutting it, but can never bear to do it, and so just puts up with the added heat to ensure that she looks good. beth has a great sense of style and an eye for a bargain. she has a distinct talent of putting together outfits that look great in her head. in fact, that's probably due to the fact that she spends way too much time thinking about clothes. as a result of this, however, she is always well dressed for any occasion. her big, blue expressive eyes go a long way toward getting her own way, especially with the men.
face claim: candice accola

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likes: good outfit choices, shopping, chocolate, sugar (she always takes two in her tea at least), getting ready to go places (she enjoys the lead up, the preparation, the shopping for the good outfit, checking her hair and make up are perfect, and the chance to show off her good looks and meet some boys), quick witted people (ones who always have a good comeback on the tip of their tongue), quidditch (watching and playing), and spending time with the girls (beth is fiercely loyal and tries to never let her girlfriends down).
dislikes: keeping secrets from her friends (this in fact is almost impossible for her!), spiders, rats, the majority of creepy crawlies, her hair going frizzy in the rain (nightmare!), being cold, feeling neglected, disappointing herfriends, and she isn't really a huge fan of homework (she would much rather be out having fun!)
strengths: Beth is open-minded (allowing her to weigh both sides of a story before making a judgement call), has a good sense of humor (allowing her to jump in and save awkward situations), and she is a great at critical thinking (problem solving, especially when it comes to what outfit to wear, is her specialty!).
weaknesses: when it comes to procrastinating, beth is a pro (sucks when she has homework due. it's a rare thing when she does homework because she wants to, as opposed to having to or facing detention), she has an addictive personality (meaning she's more likely to go shopping and find it hard to know when to stop, and also more likely to become addicted to things easily.) beth doesn't handle disappointment very well and can be quite emotional at times. (she's used to getting what she wants, so doesn't deal with being let down very well.)
dementor: no one wants loosing their virginity to be their worst memory, but unlucky for some (just like beth), this is a reality. everything was wrong about that night, it ended up being an awkward and unpleasant experience due to the fact that it was painful and with a guy who turned out to be a douche. the setting; a seedy hotel room, left a lot to be desired. in all honesty, she was glad that it lasted only three minutes, although it did feel sort of like a lifetime to her.
boggart: that she'll loose her good looks, no one will love her personality anymore and then she will end up alone, ugly and with twenty cats.
mirror of erised: a family (a perfect husband and loving children). a great career (she really wants to do well for herself instead of just relying on her future husband) and for her friends to be happy.
amortentia: cinnamon (it's the scent of christmas!), vanilla, spiced apple and freshly cut grass.
veritaserum she's been with more boys than she'd like to admit (something around 5, she'd have liked to keep herself for the guy she wants to be with forever, but she has trouble saying no, and has trouble finding the right person for her. those two things don't really add up to a virgin until marriage). she has a stupid fear of clowns that she keeps from everyone because it's so silly she worries she'd get mocked for it.

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mother: phoebe anne campbell (nee Rowan, 44 years old, former ravenclaw)
father: andrew oscar Campbell (44 years old, muggleborn wizard, former gryffindor)
siblings: oliver ---- campbell (17 years old, gryffindor), evelyn ---- campbell (15 years old, ravenclaw).
pets: an owl named jester.
history: phoebe and andrew campbell met when they came to hogwarts. they were sorted in the same year but into different houses and for years walked past each other in the hallway, having little or no interaction. sometimes they were told to work together in class, but that was pretty much the extent of their interaction until they hit puberty. all of a sudden, andrew looked pretty cute and phoebe, well, you couldn't really get a look at her through the crowd of men who were fawning over her stunning good looks. out of all those boys, andrew was the only one who really caught phoebe's eye, but he tried to hang back and 'act cool', thinking that this was the better way to get her attention. phoebe thought this meant that he really wasn't that interested, so she tried dating one or two of her other admirers but nothing came of it. andrew was there all the way through her teen years as a shoulder to cry on, whilst his feelings for her developed more and more. eventually he had the guts to tell her that he loved her, they got together in the last few days of term at hogwarts, and left, carrying their relationship on over the summer. several years later, they were married and living together, when phoebe found out that she was pregnant for the first time. their first child was oliver, and not long after came beth, and third was evelyn.

in total, beth is one of three children. she has an older brother named oliver who is 17 and a younger sister named evelyn who is 15. out of all of them, she is closer to her brother, as he has a better sense of humour than evelyn. evie is a bit more dedicated to her studies than her siblings, and beth didn't really get that. her elder brother was sorted into gryffindor like her father, and when beth got her letter, she really didn't know where she'd end up. her father was a gryffindor and her mother was a ravenclaw, and beth couldn't see herself flying that flag. she got sorted somewhere completely different, and ended up in hufflepuff. admittedly, gryffindor was a better option, but if hufflepuff was where the hat wanted her, then that's where she would go. her younger sister was sorted a year later and joined the house of ravenclaw. her time in the castle so far has been spend having fun, and spending time with her friends. oh, and of course, learning. she's had a few boyfriends in the past, nothing that turned out serious, though beth was ever hopeful. she is looking for the perfect fairy-tale type love, though whether she'll find it is another thing.

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alias: emma c. (there are many emma's on this site lol)
age: 21
experience: 2 years ish, though i haven't rpd in a long while now, so i'm trying to get back into it.
sample:

Phoebe hugged her coat tight around her. It was prefect patrol time, and she didn't like it. It was too cold, and her boots were sticking in the grass and she was silently hoping and praying that if they were already wrecked, magic would be able to somehow fix them. That was a perk of being a witch, if one of your favourite things broke, it was just a case of muttering a simple spell and voila! No one would ever be able to tell the difference. Yes, there were most definitely a lot of things to love about magic. Speaking of, Phoebe tapped the pocked that her wand was stored in to ensure that it was still there and secure, should she need it. It was pretty dark out, but the moon made the night-time bearable.

The grass beneath her feet crunched as she placed her foot down again. Following this, Phoebe couldn't help but sigh as she pulled her heel out of the mud. These were not the best shoes for patrol, but Phoebe had hoped to talk a teacher into taking her outside shift and letting her patrol somewhere inside, in the warm. That hadn't quite gone to plan as the corresponding teacher that was patrolling the entrance hall tonight, was one that didn't seem to like Phoebe very much, and to be honest, her grudge was getting old. Phoebe couldn't even remember what she'd done to piss this teacher off so much, but there had to be something. As she trudged across the grass, she urged her mind to remember, but it came up a blank. Phoebs heaved another sigh, and instead turned her brain to more interesting things, like boys, and how she could help out her friend, Cassie.

Oh yes, Phoebe and Cassie and their group had plans. Big plans. Phoebe and Cassie and their little group, were going to attempt to become animagus, and Phoebe simply couldn't wait to have that ability. It all started when those stupid boys figured out that James Potter and his little group, had the ability to turn into animagus. Since then, the boys became infatuated with the idea, and when the girls clocked on to what the guys were trying to do, well, what else could they do but try and race the boys to it. They had to prove that they were smarter, faster and better in general, and what better way to go about it? The thought delighted Phoebe and brought a smile to her pretty face.

Phoebe was distracted from her thoughts, however, when she noticed a cloud of smoke in the distance. She couldn't quite make out who it was, and she watched the mystery person for a moment in an attempt to discover who they were. The cloud of smoke was odd, though, as at first Phoebe assumed it was just breath, but the smoke was too dense and unless this person was breathing heavily, there was no way there'd be that much. Phoebe heaved another sigh at her failure to figure out who this person was, and instead she chose to investigate further. She took out her wand, just in case, and headed toward the shadowy figure. The person must have heard her coming, as Phoebe watched him turn, and then heard her name spoken. It only took a minute for Phoebe to pin the voice to a person. It was Esryn Zabini. But he was... smoking?

That was weird; she never knew that he indulged in such a bad habit. She walked closer toward him before pausing at an acceptable distance and providing one of her perfect smiles back at him. "Well if it isn't Esryn Zabini. Bad habit for a bad boy?" Phoebe teasingly asked. Who could deny that he was good looking? No one she knew, that was for sure. "Oh you know, I was totally just drawn to you. Well, that, and I'm on patrol. And you're out after curfew" She teased again, flashing him another smile.