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[ CHARLIE — ALICE LONGBOTTOM — STEPHANIE BERTRAM ROSE ]

Congratulations Charlie, you’ve been accepted for the role of Alice Longbottom!

Notes from the Admins: Both of your applications were lovely beyond words, wow. We really felt like you had a connection specific to the version of Alice that we wrote, and it was so cool to see written out. You did a really great job, and your writing is totally gorgeous. Welcome to the group!

B A S I C S ;

Hi! My name is Charlie (although really it’s Charlotte but I live in denial), I’m sixteen years old, livin’ on the EST timezone for the most part, and I go by she/her pronouns. I can be contacted via my personal (lumenieus) literally at any time of the day. !!! :)

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F U L L N A M E ; Alice Violet Longbottom (nee Fortescue). She takes pride in saying her full name when introducing herself, knowing her bright (albeit a little messy) reputation precedes her. Few close friends shorten her first name to Lis, although sometimes, it takes her a moment to realize that she’s the one being addressed. In her younger years, her parents preferred to call her by Violet, so she responds to that just as well as she does to Alice.

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C U R R E N T A G E ; At the start of the roleplay, Alice will be eighteen years young.

P R E V I O U S H O G W A R T S H O U S E [ or other wizarding school ] ; Alice is a (needless to say) proud Gryffindor alum from Hogwarts.

B L O O D S T A T U S [ including species, if applicable ] ; Alice was born a pureblood witch.

A F F I L I A T I O N O R A L L E G I A N C E ; She is currently a member of the Order, and has been since her graduation from Hogwarts. It’s not information that’s openly shared due to her occupation as an Auror (as well as her concern that it might attract more attention that necessary), but those that are close to her are well aware of the fact, excluding her parents.

W A N D ; Her wand is 11” long, supple, and made with alder wood and a unicorn hair core. It’s practically her child.

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Born during the spring to two conservative purebloods, Alice’s upbringing is a stark contrast from her current self. Her parents weren’t extremists by any means, but they were rather strict when it came to Alice, who was their only child. All the poor girl wanted to do was stay in her favorite little alcove inside their Ireland cottage and read books (in particular, fictional ones), but her parents would just not have it. Their little princess was meant to grow and shine, they would claim, and they backed it up by shoving her into so many extracurriculars that by the time Alice enrolled in Hogwarts, she was nothing short of an overachiever. She started singing classes by the age of five with a renowned witch within the upper-class Wix community, had a governess at the age of seven who helped her develop her studying methods long before she’d put it to good use, learned to speak fluent French and even dallied in muggle ballet for a short time. Sometimes, she had her episodes of rebellion, but they never lasted very long. It was in the heads of Mr. and Mrs. Fortescue that their girl was a delicate daisy, and must be treated as such. Of course, it goes without saying that Alice entered Hogwarts as a perfectly demure girl, and left as anything but.

[ Early into her schooling, Alice decided she wanted to be an Auror. She scored O’s on all of her O.W.L. and N.E.W.T. level classes, and then went on to pass both the written entrance exams and the field testing at the Ministry with flying colors. In fact, she did so well it was almost unheard of, and so the Head of the Auror Department made the executive decision to wave the two year probational period. Alice was able to skip desk duty entirely and, at the age of seventeen, became the youngest Auror in the department in decades. Hardly over five feet tall and a bubbly blonde, it’s easy for her co-workers to underestimate her, but she’s the youngest Auror in the office for a good reason. ]

[ While she’s very intelligent and intuitive, some people in the Auror Department still question how ready she is for all the responsibilities that come with the position she’s been handed at such a young age. Along with being the youngest, she’s also one of the best – but also one of the most impulsive. Some say it shows her immaturity, her inexperience. Others argue it shows how passionate and dedicated she is. After all, most of her professional decisions pay off. However, her impulsive nature in her personal life? She normally isn’t so lucky there. ]

Alice never reached the immortal status that the Marauders did with all their pranking and what not, but before she became a household name thanks to her status as an Auror, she was known within Hogwarts to dabble in concocting joke potions — and actually using them. It was never meant to be something of malice, but more often than not, even she couldn’t premeditate the consequences that often came with them, often all in the name of a good laugh. She still makes them every now and then, and particularly loves to use them on Frank, who pretty much has the patience of a saint.

Two years ago, at the prime age of sixteen, Alice became involved with an older student — namely, one Frank Longbottom. It was a bit of a whirlwind thrill; he was her very first boyfriend, her very first kiss, and the guy she gave everything to. Despite their friends saying it wouldn’t last, she was in love, and she felt he was her Prince Charming, a term she had come across when she read a muggle fairy tale called “Cinderella” at the age of nine, and pretty much became enamoured with the whole idea of it. It was entirely fitting, she’d justify, ignoring the subsequent eye rolls that would follow. Despite that, however, what she didn’t expect at all was to end up pregnant, of all things. Admittedly, Alice isn’t the neatest or the most organized girl out there, but the fact that their contraceptive method hadn’t worked still baffles her to this day. It took her a long week to realize that her sickly symptoms weren’t one of seasonal change, but signaled that she was pregnant, and horror followed. The very first person she told was Dorcas, the second, Daisy, the third, Lily, and last but not least, Frank, who she was positive was either going to hurl his breakfast or faint right in the middle of the Great Hall. It was like a sucker punch to her dreams and hopes, as well as his, but both took it with such stride that it amazed even their closest friends, who had their doubts. Weeks into the pregnancy, Alice became grew accustomed and comfortable of the thought of having a child, often dragging her friends to Hogsmeade to buy tiny unisex onesies and little colorful bows, a bounce in her step as she head back to the castle, holding her friends’ hands. It was an exciting and bustling time, for however short-lived it was. One month into the pregnancy, Frank proposed, and while marriage and babies seemed like they had been a lifetime away barely weeks ago for young Alice, she was confused yet ready, to say the least. They eloped a month later, but stayed in Hogwarts as both wanted to complete their education (particularly Alice, who insisted on still wanting to become an Auror). Everything came crashing down, however, during a late-night expedition Alice had been conducting with the aid of her friends, with the intention of setting up tiny pranks throughout the Hogwarts classrooms for the following day. It was meant to be a quick thing, more exhilarating and fun that anything else, but when her friends called it an early night on her, her stubbornness fought back and she set out to set things up herself. Before she could complete the task, during her hurry to descend a set of stairs, she lost her footing and tumbled down the steps. She was found by Hogwarts’ caretaker about thirty minutes later, with the source of blood coming from her lower body. Unfortunately, it was too late — the following morning, once Alice had regained consciousness, she was told that she had miscarried her three-month-old child. The news impacted her relationship with Frank for a couple of months, but the long-lasting consequence was that Alice developed a fear of being a mother. The incident proved to herself that she wasn’t going to be emotionally capable of having or raising a child until well off into her later years, when she became more mature, so she hasn’t made any plans of having a child sometime soon. However, as luck would have it, only three weeks ago, Alice began having some eerily similar symptoms she experienced during the week before she realized she was pregnant, but she’s too afraid to confirm it, much less tell Frank. For now, she’s keeping her mouth shut, but one thing she knows is: she doesn’t want this baby.

Confidence is something Alice oozes, no matter the time of day or how she’s feeling. In her favorite pair of pink platforms, she feels like she can do absolutely anything, and with her lucky pink ribbon holding back her blonde curls, she knows she’s going to have a good day. Some might call her fashionable because of her cutesy fashion choices, most of which consists of dresses and flowy skirts, but others might call her a bit of an eyesore — particularly all of the pink. Even the dark wizards she hunts down often mock her because of either all the pink or the delicate vibe she gives off, but if there’s a quote that describes her to a T, it’s “don’t judge a book by it’s cover”. Beneath the light pink lipstick and her french vanilla perfume, Alice is anything but a fairy princess. She’s known for her growing talent in hand-to-hand combat, her aggressiveness in the field, and the way she handles her wand like she’s had it her whole life. While she might have her immature quirks, when it comes down to it, she’s a tough, determined girl who’s had her fair share of scrappy scuffles due to her volatility and impulsive behavior. At most, she’ll come out of a fight with a couple of bruises and blood and a broken heel, and really, the only thing she’ll complain about is having to buy a new pair of heels.

Her relationship with her husband is best described as a long-lasting honeymoon. Alice adores Frank just as much as she did when she first met him, and tends to see the both of them as the perfect fairytale couple. Seeing him, no matter the circumstances, always makes her eternally giddy and it’s clear that it does. Some interested men have come her way since she’s made a name for herself, but Alice has always been (and will always be) faithful and often turns them away without a second thought. However, with her being engulfed with work as of late, she hasn’t been as enthusiastic as before, and has started to prefer her small study over watching a romantic comedy with him. She’s not sure what it is, especially since she still adores him with all her heart, but maybe it’s some long overdue “me time”. It’s all quite confusing for the young witch, and she fears that Frank thinks that she doesn’t love him anymore, but she doesn’t know how to say “I need some space” without hurting his feelings in some way.

Her relationship with her parents has been strained since her pregnancy at the age of sixteen. Mr. and Mrs. Fortescue, who have pretty much always pampered her and made sure that she was well taken of, were never really fond of Frank, despite his pureblood status. Although they still contact her and make sure she’s okay, they’ve never really warmed up to their son-in-law, to Alice’s never-ending disappointment. Still, perhaps the most notable difference between the parents and their child is that there are more awkward silences than ever. They never expected their girl to end up becoming a tough, take-no-nonsense Auror, and she always expected they’d open up to the idea and embrace it eventually, but there’s really been no proper progress, unfortunately. She’s doted on and loved by Frank’s parents, but it’s just not the same.

[ During her Hogwarts years, Alice was a very enthusiastic member of the Frog Choir. She auditioned every year and finally made it her third year, staying all the way until she graduated. She’s been told she has a lovely singing voice and Professor Flitwick even suggested she go into a career in singing opera. She also knows enough piano to crudely accompany herself as she sings. ]

→ S E X U A L I T Y , R O M A N T I C O R I E N T A T I O N , A N D G E N D E R I D E N T I T Y ;

Alice has always been anything but promiscuous or intense when it comes to love. If anything, since her younger years, she’s always wished for her Prince Charming, particularly after stumbling across a muggle book about fairy tales and some odd lass called Cinderella. She was always the one in class who’d poke her quill into her cheek, daydreaming about a beautiful future with her handsome husband and their small cottage (of course, this only occurred after her work was complete and she wasn’t in danger of being caught by a moody professor) and her honorable title as an Auror. With her parents often calling their young daughter “princess”, it seemed to only further fuel her idea that her ideal man would come into her life soon, and sweep her clean off her feet, just like in her muggle fairy tales.

Despite her look at love, Alice has never exclusively liked men only. Before Frank, she had her fair share of crushes, no matter their gender; to her, it was their personality that mattered most. She never acted on any of them in fear of being rejected or being shoved to the side, so her love life had been rather dull until Frank came into the picture. She has always had quite an innocent mindset when it comes to love, often only expressing romantic thoughts rather than sexual ones. She currently sees herself as a biromantic demisexual, and is a cis female.

→ E V E R Y T H I N G E L S E ;

Alice had a rainbow-variety of pets during her years of Hogwarts — and every single one, no matter the gender, had a magically-clipped (so as not to hurt the animal or risk losing it) bow on the side of his head. It became a bit of a running gag that one could always tell which animal was Alice’s because of the very obvious pastel-colored bow on the poor pet’s head. Despite that, however, Alice doted on animals and still likes them very much to this day, but doesn’t want to get one in fear that she won’t be able to dedicate enough time to care for the animal properly, despite Frank’s support and encouragement (and his own desire for one, really).

A little bit of a “guilty pleasure” she indulges in every day is her warm coffee every morning, with milk and a bit of sugar. No matter the heat or cold, it’s common fact among her friends that no one should ever try to tear Alice away when she’s in the middle of drinking her cup of coffee. She even has her special, notably large mug that she takes with her everywhere. Sometimes, she indulges in some late night coffee, particularly when working overtime, but that’s rarely. She just loves her coffee, really, and it’s probably the only thing she’s very particular about.

Alice is, unfortunately, very messy. It’s only with a very certain few things that she actually bothers to be clean and neat, but her desk over at the Auror’s office would give just about anyone something short of a heart attack, as would her study at home. However, she has this thing where she knows exactly where a certain paper or item is, no matter the mess. She’s much more organized than she seems, she’ll promise you.

Children terrify her. Or, at least, the thought of having one makes her extremely uncomfortable. She doesn’t get along with children very well either (most of them are kind, but she gets panicky around them), which her friends find hilarious, but they don’t really know the deep-seated fear she has of motherhood. With the impending and unpreventable pregnancy that’s happening to her, she knows she’s going to have to face her (in her opinion, dumb) fear, but for now, she’d rather wallow in her little puddle of misery for as long as possible.

The exact details of how Alice came about knowing how to defend herself using hand-to-hand combat has always been a mystery — even to Frank, who often asks her. But, really, the details aren’t too exciting: a year before graduating Hogwarts, Alice made friends with a scrappy brute from Slytherin (who, at the time, she hadn’t realized had a crush on her) who promised to teach her how to fight using her hands if she hung out with him. He was an outcast due to his muggleborn origins, and having always been a rather nice girl, she accepted his terms. Whenever schoolwork gave her some leeway and a date with Frank over at Hogsmeade wasn’t in the horizon, she made her way to meet the year-younger student outside, by the plains of Hogwarts, to practice fighting. She was horrid to begin with, but by the time she graduated, not only did she make a good friend, but she could carry herself well enough. She still practices, but prefers to head down to a muggle boxing gym she’s become familiar with, preferring having padding over her hands while punching instead of going in with nothing.

Despite her tough exterior, Alice is eternally loyal to those that she holds close and dear. If somewhere were to even think about hurting someone like Frank or Dorcas, they’d find themselves with a wand pointed straight for their throat, a spell dying to spill out of her mouth. Losing people she’s close to has (and always will) impact[ed] her hard; whenever it happens, despite its rarity, she spends a couple of days in a dark mood, preferring to keep to herself instead of interacting with others and being her usual sunshine-y self. And, as it turns out, she’s not an idle person. If she were to find out who was responsible for the death of her friend or family member, there’s no stopping her from going to said person and finishing them herself.

Alice barely knows her way around a broomstick. She knows enough to fly upward, stay steady and descend, but her landings are usually rough and leave her with some bruises afterwards. More often than not, she struggles to stay on her broom in the middle of chasing a wayward criminal. It’s not that she’s afraid of heights or anything (but she should be, considering how half of the time, she can barely hang on to her broom for dear life), but she always spent most of her time dedicated to her studies, not learning how to fly. She prefers to apparate when she can, but being an Auror usually requires her to suck it up. One day she’ll ask Frank to teach her proper, perhaps.

Alice is a small thing; she’s 5'0" on the dot, and pretty much stopped growing at the age of fifteen. It’s never been a sore topic for her, really, but since she’s small in height, she’s also small in size. It’s a bit of a complicated thing since it’s been intercepting her ability to actually cause some real damage when fighting hand-to-hand combat as of late, so she got it in her head that if she ate more, she’d gain more. Needless to say, it’s not working, but for a while she thought the bump in her belly two weeks ago was from weight gain, not a child, which is why it took her a little longer than expected to realize she was pregnant. She’s pretty sure Frank’s on to her, but if he has any suspicions, he hasn’t said anything, thankfully.

As a hard working Auror, sometimes, she doesn’t know when to leave work at — well, work. Sometimes she’ll come home late at night and lay in bed, thinking of all the people she failed because she didn’t catch the bad guy in time. Night terrors wake her up at night and torment her enough that darkness has turned into something terrifying for her. She sleeps with a small candle on her end table and often tried to sleep before Frank does, but that rarely happens. He doesn’t know about her night terrors, nor does he know about her growing guilt, and she plans to keep it that way. The last thing she needs, or wants, is Frank telling her that it might be best that she renounced her title as an Auror just because of a few silly nightmares. She’ll get over it… right?

→ A D D I T I O N A L F I L E S ;

B O G G A R T ; Since her night terrors began, her fear of darkness has started to manifest itself via her boggart. Alice usually sees a tall, cloaked figure, covered from head-to-toe in a very dark cloak. When Riddikulus is cast, her boggart turns into a muggle clown, one of the many things she finds amusing.

A M O R E N T I A ; Alice’s amorentia is composed of the smell of hot chocolate, coffee, parchment paper, pine and masculine cologne.

P A T R O N U S ; The stork. The irony is most definitely not lost on her.

→ E X T R A B O N U S M A T E R I A L ;

T H E M E S O N G S ;

Immortal by Marina and the Diamonds — [ i wanna be immortal / like a god in the sky / i wanna be a silk flower / like I’m never gonna die / i wanna live forever / forever in your heart / and we’ll always be together / from the end to the start ]

Girl On Fire by Alicia Keys — [ looks like a girl, but she’s a flame / so bright, she can burn your eyes / better look the other way / you can try but you’ll never forget her name / she’s on top of the world ]

Smells Like Teen Spirit (Nirvana Cover) by Think Up Anger ft. Malia J — [ with the lights out, it’s less dangerous / here we are now, entertain us / i feel stupid and contagious / here we are now, entertain us ]

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez — [ you seem to replace / your brain with your heart / you take things so hard / and then you fall apart ]

Lullaby by Sia — [ and you stood tall / now you will fall / don’t break the spell / of a life spent trying to do well ]

→ T V T R O P E S ;

Cute Bruiser — Alice’s aggressiveness plays off on this well; when her wand is out of reach, she’s not afraid to use her (probably bruised) hands to fight back if needed. Most wizards depend on their wands to fight, but when it’s gone? Let’s just say Alice’s chances of winning go up considerably. Fighting usually gives her an adrenaline boost, so it’s expected that she might be a bit “hyper” or “excited” afterwards. Either way, she’s a tiny witch who can pack a punch without a second thought, and her impulsivity only adds on it. It’s just… unexpected, to say the least.

Tomboy with a Girly Streak — Having grown as a pampered child, Alice was considered quite the girly-girl in her early years, with her innocent curiousity and long, puffy dresses that she liked to run around in. Once puberty, magic and her social life kicked in, however, she likes to think she matured considerably, although that’s debatable. Now, she dresses just as prettily (although maybe not as modest as before), but she’s just not quite as emotional as she used to be. If anything, stoic is a close word to describe how she usually is when she’s not at work or with friends, and even then, you won’t hear Alice dare get too sentimental. She endures most gestures that involve such things, but she’s not exactly a softie for any of it, really. It hasn’t been until recently that her work has started to affect her, particularly late at night, when she’s trying to get some sleep, but instead of confronting it, she’s doing her best to ignore it.

Plucky Girl — It goes without saying that the main reason Alice was chosen for Gryffindor was because of the undeniable bravery she had, even before she ever had the opportunity to prove it. She’s an optimist by nature, often with a smile at the ready, and when it comes to being brave, she might just be the first witch her friends and co-workers would turn to. Her bravery might even be confused as rash, but it’s very real and very present. Her optimism, while genuine, has started to slowly disintegrate, what with her night terrors and all, but she’s fighting through it to the best of her ability.

Wide-Eyed Idealist — Kicking off adulthood with her newly-bestowed job as an Auror as a fresh Hogwarts graduate, Alice was most definitely a “Wide-Eyed Idealist” at the start. She believed herself unstoppable, ready to take down a bad guy at a moment’s notice, and while she still does that mindset, she’s been maturing at a slow rate, her optimism dropping a notch or two. Sure, she does retain some of her child-like innocence and attitude and isn’t ashamed of it, but she’s developed a stern black-and-white view of the world thanks to her job as an Auror.

The Ace — Excelling in life is something that Alice was groomed to do since the beginning of her life, really. As the only child of Mr. and Mrs. Fortescue, they wanted their daughter to have nothing but the best, and to be nothing but the best. She’s a fluent bilingual speaker (English and French; she’s even looking into Russian) and had a governess at quite a young age, who helped Alice develop early study habits that she later grew to excel. Alice isn’t the bragging sort in any way, nor is she the best at everything she does, but it’s been ingrained in her since an early age that she has to try her best in everything she does, including her job as an Auror. It’s not even a matter of making her parents proud of her anymore, but a matter of making herself proud. She’s a perfectionist, if you will, but it’s not obvious unless you’ve been around her for quite some time.

→ F A V O R I T E S ;

COLOR : Pink, pink and more pink. Oh, and pastels… occasionally.

WEATHER : Cloudy days. As much as she enjoys sun every now and then, there’s nothing like cloudy days with a cool breeze flowing to and fro.

MUSIC : Alternative indie music is her favorite, but sometimes, she indulges in some rock as well. It’s good music to dance to while reading some boring paperwork that takes up hours of her day.

SCENT : Vanilla. The only perfumes she’s ever bought always smell like french vanilla with a faint mixture of flowers. It’s the main way to identify her, really. She also really likes the smell of Frank… for her, it’s like coming home.

BEVERAGE : Coffee, hands down. Iced or hot, it doesn’t matter to her, as long as it’s delicious.

FOOD : Alice loves sweets the most. Delicacies such as cauldron cakes and vanilla shakes should not be left around unsupervised — otherwise, it might be gone before you know it.

ANIMAL : Rabbits. Although really, she doesn’t have favorites, considering the different animals she’s had the past few years, but she’s endeared herself most to rabbits in particular.

→ A L I G N M E N T S ;

WESTERN ZODIAC : Aries.

CELTIC ZODIAC : Alder (the trailblazer).

MYERS-BRIGGS : ESFP.

ENNEAGRAM : The Achiever.

SOUL TYPE : The Leader.

SOUL AGE : Young soul.

STRONGEST CHAKRA : Root chakra.

ELEMENT : Fire.

DEADLY SIN : Pride.

HEAVENLY VIRTUE : Diligence.

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