Where Mischief is Bred and Born

Where Mischief is Bred and Born

Death Eater or Marauder: The Choice is Yours

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Charity Burbage Application | Accepted 

Accepted!

Please make your character page and message the main RP! We use Skype to communicate OOC, a relationship page may be made after you get settled and don’t forget to follow the scrapbook, confessions, ship page and the Hogwartian!

Canon Form:

Your Name: Tara 
Your Age(Must be 16+): 19
Your Time Zone: EST
Character of Choice: Charity Burbage
Role Play Sample: There was something about dawn at Hogwarts that tugged at Charity’s insides and compelled her get out of bed at all sorts of ungodly hours. If she were back home in Bingham, she would still be tucked away in her cocoon of bedsheets. But alas, Charity was at Hogwarts and as such, wasn’t anywhere near a bed. Instead, she was making her way to a lonely looking beech tree on the Hogwarts grounds, still shrouded by darkness. This was a daily routine for her. Regardless of how hostile the weather was, or how sleepless the previous night had been, come daybreak, Charity would be out here, leaning against the tree trunk.

Despite the fact that she lived in a castle that regularly rearranged itself for fun, she was convinced that these few minutes (when the first rays of sunlight began to peak over the top of the Forbidden Forest) was the most magical thing about Hogwarts.The soft whistling of the wind; the pitter-patter of  rain; and the lonely song of the goldfinch; rising above it all…she liked to tell herself they were composing a symphony especially for her. It was all a fantastic secret she’d had the immense privilege of stumbling upon.

All too quickly, the moment passed. Daybreak gave way to early morning. Charity could hear Hagrid’s dog barking over the sound of the drizzle, signifying the end of her one-on-one session with nature. Tugging her cloak tightly around her, she made her way back to the castle. In a matter of minutes, all of Hogwarts would be waking up. Already, she was pushing her romantic moment aside and preparing herself for another, perfectly ordinary day.