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    @bubba, You can plot with Anna!

    Anna Sophia would tell anyone who asked that she had a lovey break. Her father had finally taken her to meet his family in Italy, and she got to practice her terrible Italian skills. Her family members were quick to demonstrate their own magic to her, eager to prove to their cousin that they were cool. A month in Italy led to a month working in the shop her mother ran in Diagon Alley for spending money. It was fairly uneventful, though she did get to see some classmates when she rang them up at the resgister. Despite the peace the break brought, Anna Sophia was counting the days for when she returned to Hogwarts.


    Which is why Anna Sophia beamed as she entered the Great Hall. The ceiling taking her breath away every single time. The beauty of her school never ceased to amaze her, even as a sixth year. As much she loved the magic done in her own home by her parents, the magic of Hogwarts always had a certain quality that she could not place in any words. Perhaps it was the fact that every year she could look forward to performing her own feats of spectacular magic in the halls of the ancient building. She almost could feel the electricity of the magic in the air, which greatly excited her. Anna Sophia had to remind herself to not run on her way to take her place at the Hufflepuff table. After all, she was a sixth year now, and she had to act like it. Well, at least for the first week. When she did, she waved at some of the younger 'Puffs and asked about their break and their expectations for the new term. When she was all caught up with others she waited for the sorting to take place and the feast to start.


    She looked at the lined up first years, seeing their nervous faces and began remembering her own sorting. If she was being totally honest, she really only remembered the panic that flared in her chest when she was called on to sit on the little sorting stool. She was terrified. Her entire personality could be analyzed by a hat that would decide the way her student life was planned out? That could freak out any eleven year old. She remembered holding her breath when the hat was placed on her head, and what felt centuries fly by when she was finally sorted into Hufflepuff. Really, she remained in a panicked states for the first two weeks of the term. She always showed up late to class due to the halls being a maze one scared eleven year old could get lost in. Getting reprimanded by her professors was no help either, whether they meant to or not, she became a bit more of a coward in her first year because of it. Her mess of a first year was her motivation to start making maps to hand out to first years, and she's been told they're greatly appreciated. Looking back at it, her fears were a bit silly and she was probably overthinking the entire situation. Coming back from memory lane, she managed to catch the eye of a few nervous looking first years, sending them a reassuring wave and smile. They awkwardly returned with their own.


    When the sorting finally took place (and of course she cheered extra loud for any new housemates) Headmistress Hamlet rose to her feet and began her beginning of term speech. Anna Sophia greatly admired the Hogwarts headmistress, having gotten to where she is at such a young age showed her great skills. That admiration was the reason why she was so disgusted with journalists attacking the headmistress and her family. She was happy to not be one of the students asked for an interview by journalists, as she surely would have said something she might have regretted to them. She felt bad about the backlash headmistress Hamlet got when that one seventh year hexed a journalist the year before, but she was very glad one of them finally had gotten what was coming to them.


    After the headmistress finished her speech, the feast appeared on the table. Having been too excited to snack on the train, Anna was starving and immediately dug into the food. She grabbed a bit of chicken and mashed potatoes and filled her glass with pumpkin juice, the familiarity of the whole routine bringing yet another smile to her face. As she ate, she looked around her place at the table, wondering if she had missed any other friends to greet.

    [size=9pt]Anna Sophia paused as she took a sip of her pumpkin juice when she heard Julian's question. Her cheeks went red in embarrassment, him apparently having caught her stuffing her face and pushed a plate of roasted ham towards her. She accepted the plate because, well, she was still hungry. "Oh, thank you," she said, before putting on a large smile. "My summer was absolutely lovely."


    She turned to face him better as she began to tell Julian about her break. "I finally got to meet the Italian side of the family, and Merlin were they an excitable bunch! Quite a few of them taught me a few tricks I'm dying to try now that I can use magic in school again. Some of my cousins brought me along with them to a dance and it was so embarrassing because I don't know how to dance like they do, but they managed to teach me." She laughed a bit at the end of her tale. "Mum didn't get to go with us because she had to mind the shop, and then I had to watch it when I came back. Those are the highlights of my summer, basically."


    Anna pushed away her plates, having finished while she talked to him. She placed her arm on the table and rested her head against them, looking back to Julian. She was glad he cared enough to pay attention to her rushed babbling. "Enough about me though," she said. "How was your summer, Julian?"[/size]

    "Hey. Miss me?" The words of her best friend hit Anna Sophia, making her turn around with a squeal to face Frankie. She pulled the other Hufflepuff into a hug, happy to see her after a long summer. "Frankie! Of course I missed you!" She pulled away, keeping an arm around Frankie. "I mean, it's only been a few months, but it was far too long to go without seeing you!"


    Anna Sophia noticed Frankie's smile didn't quite reach her eyes, and resolved to make her best friend feel better as soon as possible. The question was about how exactly she was going to do it. She could do a few things, but how was she to know if she was ever actually helping anybody? Anna brought her thumb up to her mouth and bit the nail, 'think think!'.


    She slid a cup of pumpkin juice to Frankie, raising it slightly in a toast. "To the new school year. To new experiences. And to new memories" she said, taking a sip. 'You're drinking, quick THINK THINK' she thought. "So Frankie, about the new year. That means new Arithmancy classes. You wouldn't mind helping me again this year, right? I'm utterly hopeless without you and your generous help. Also tell me about your summer! Did you do anything exciting?"

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    FULL NAME HERE Jamie Bartholomew Rosales
    NAME ORGIN & MEANING Jamie: A Hebrew name meaning Supplanter. Bartholemew: English name meaning "son of Talmai". Rosales: Spanish name for someone from Rosal
    NICKNAME(S) Jay or Rosie
    GENDER cis male
    - gender identity: male
    - preferred pronouns: he/him
    AGE 17
    - birth date: May 12th




    DORM/APARTMENT Dorm #2
    SPORTS/GROUPS Book club
    POWERS/ABILITIES Jamie does not have any powers




    HEIGHT 5'10
    WEIGHT 142 lbs
    HAIR TYPE A bit wavy and fluffy
    - hair length: Short but there's kinda a lot of it
    - hair color: Dark brown
    EYE COLOR Brown
    SKIN TONE Light skin
    CLOTHING STYLE Jamie wears a lot of flannels with dark jeans. He also is never seen without his leather jacket. He prefers converse shoes, but will be seen in vans on occasion.
    BODY MODIFICATIONS He hasn't gotten any yet, but he has his heart set on getting a few tattoos in the future




    POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS Polite/ Determined/ Listener/ Supportive/ Trustworthy/ Adaptable
    NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS Anxious/ Bitter/ Short-tempered/ Frustrated/ Messy/ Pessimistic
    DISORDERS Jamie tends to get extremely anxious when he overthinks, causing him to isolate himself from others and does not take care of himself if he isolates himself for too long
    PHOBIAS Heights and Faliure
    HISTORY Jamie despises his father, which is why he hates how similar their names are and why he goes by his mother's surname. His father is not very kid friendly and wasn't the best in the nurturing department with Jamie, causing him to be more anxious than healthy at a young age. Growing up with his father around left him with a short temper, but also a desire to not be anything like Hook. His mother is his idol as she was always there for him when his father wasn't. He never understood what his mother saw in Hook, but he tries his hardest to be like her whenever possible. Jamie wants to be a journalist/ writer in the future and takes any opportunity to gain writing inspiration. He feels he has a bright future ahead, but doesn't at the same time.
    - birthplace: Neverland
    - parents: James B. Hook and Carolina Rosales
    - siblings: None
    - other kin: None




    SEXUALITY Jamie identifies as homosexual
    RELATIONSHIP STATUS Single but that could change
    LOVE INTEREST(S) None yet
    SIGNIFICANT OTHER He does not have one
    TURN ONS Humor, Positivity, Politeness, General niceness
    TURN OFFS Rudeness, Aggressiveness, Selfishness




    THEME SONG(S) Salt by Bad Suns
    Infinitesimal by Mother Mother
    Wild & Wicked World by Hayley Kiyoko
    FACECLAIM Tyler Posey
    PLOT IDEAS He's the son of villain and he hates it, he screams angst
    OTHER N/A
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    Jamie Rosales is the 17 year old son of an infamous pirate and is very bitter about it. He is determined to break away from his villainous roots and make something of himself as a writer/journalist. His first step to breaking away is acting as nice as possible, like his mother. He tries to be positive about his situation but feels that everybody will never stop thinking of him like another villain. Despite it all, he tries his hardest to be the best he possibly can be. His most treasured possession is the typewriter he spent months saving up for. He writes in his spare time, is very gay, and very open for plotting.