Post by Cho Chang on Dec 25, 2011 16:40:39 GMT
Name: Hermione Jean Granger
Age: 17
OC or Canon: Canon
Year in Hogwarts: Seven
House: Gryffindor
Blood Status: Muggle
Wand: Vine, 10 3/4 in., dragon heartstring
Strongest class at Hogwarts: With Hermione it's hard to tell but I'd say her strongest class is Charms
Physical Description:
Uniform: She either wears her school robes or jeans and a sweater
Picture: Shown on 'Physical Appearance'
Family: Mr. and Mrs. Granger
Personality: Hermione is not only brave but an extreme out-of-the-box thinker. She has wits beyond anything and courage beyond. That's what makes her such a caring friend. She stands for rights of house elves and is the founder of S.P.E.W, the foundation that sets house elves free. She's caring, brave and intelligent.
History:((In first person according to Hermione)) My name is Hermione Jean Granger, I was born September, 19th 1979 to Muggles Samuel and Katherine Granger who are both dentists in the Muggle world. Growing up, I was rather normal, I hadn't performed any kind of magic until I was about nine years old. I was walking home from school and a few girls who made fun of me on a regular basis were following me home. I became angry and next thing I knew, their leader had tripped over something that had just magically appeared in front of her. I didn't understand how it happened so I just ignored it, then a year later, it wasn't until I was eleven that I learned I am a witch and had been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A woman named Druella Doyle came to my home wearing bright purple and gold robes. I remember thinking how strange she looked; she explained to my family and I about what I am. It was quite enlightening, I didn't want to believe her at first but it was the only logical explanation. So I asked for books, hoping to read about this Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry before I went, she delivered I read through the lot of them.
I began attending school on September 1, 1991 and the interesting thing was that, I was nearly older than the other first years, my birthday was coming up so I would soon enough be twelve. I met Harry and Ron on the Hogwarts express and well, I was rather snooty to them, or to Ron at least, I had read all about this 'boy who lived' in books so I knew who Harry was as soon as I looked at him. As I sat upon the stool with the Sorting Hat on my head, he had a debate going, it was between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, he said that my intellect and wit would have put me into Ravenclaw but I had a hidden strength, my brave heart won out and put me into Gryffindor. As I mentioned before, I'm very smart, I am an academically brilliant student and I was rather disliked by a lot of students, I managed to hang around Harry and Ron more than they liked but I really hadn't known how much they disliked me until I heard Ron talking about to Harry. It really did hurt my feelings so I hid in the bathroom the rest of the day. Professor Quirrell had let a Mountain Troll into the castle and it somehow got locked in the bathroom with me, Harry and Ron came to my rescue and they saved me. We almost lost a load of points but I took the fall, I told the Professors that I tried to fight it and that the boys took over because I had failed and ever since then... we had been friends. It was this year that we found out about the Sorcerer's Stone, we knew that someone had tried to steal it from Gringotts and it was one of those adventures. We ventured past Fluffy, that very large three headed dog, we made it past the Devil's Snare, Ron impressed by playing the best game of Wizard's Chess, I had to use my logic to surpass the riddle with the potions and I turned back while Harry ventured ahead. I only know what he told but I know I was proud of him. We won the house cup that year, Neville had put us ten points ahead of the Slytherins by standing up to us.
Now, what's suppose to be my seventh year is right around the corner, I'm quite upset that there will be no exams but I know that I will still continue to study hard. I'll be seventeen soon which means the tracker will be off of me and I can perform magic outside of school! Not that really matters, it won't truly matter until I pass my N.E.W.Ts and graduate.
Sample: Hermione ran up to Harry "Harry!" she called. She and Ron quickly explained how they had destroyed Hufflepuff's cup in the Chamber of Secrets. Hermione's mind raced as Ron did most of the talking and she would pitch in the parts he had forgotten, "It was extremely brilliant." she added at the end, slightly panting, seeing as they had ran a long way.
Age: 17
OC or Canon: Canon
Year in Hogwarts: Seven
House: Gryffindor
Blood Status: Muggle
Wand: Vine, 10 3/4 in., dragon heartstring
Strongest class at Hogwarts: With Hermione it's hard to tell but I'd say her strongest class is Charms
Physical Description:
Uniform: She either wears her school robes or jeans and a sweater
Picture: Shown on 'Physical Appearance'
Family: Mr. and Mrs. Granger
Personality: Hermione is not only brave but an extreme out-of-the-box thinker. She has wits beyond anything and courage beyond. That's what makes her such a caring friend. She stands for rights of house elves and is the founder of S.P.E.W, the foundation that sets house elves free. She's caring, brave and intelligent.
History:((In first person according to Hermione)) My name is Hermione Jean Granger, I was born September, 19th 1979 to Muggles Samuel and Katherine Granger who are both dentists in the Muggle world. Growing up, I was rather normal, I hadn't performed any kind of magic until I was about nine years old. I was walking home from school and a few girls who made fun of me on a regular basis were following me home. I became angry and next thing I knew, their leader had tripped over something that had just magically appeared in front of her. I didn't understand how it happened so I just ignored it, then a year later, it wasn't until I was eleven that I learned I am a witch and had been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A woman named Druella Doyle came to my home wearing bright purple and gold robes. I remember thinking how strange she looked; she explained to my family and I about what I am. It was quite enlightening, I didn't want to believe her at first but it was the only logical explanation. So I asked for books, hoping to read about this Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry before I went, she delivered I read through the lot of them.
I began attending school on September 1, 1991 and the interesting thing was that, I was nearly older than the other first years, my birthday was coming up so I would soon enough be twelve. I met Harry and Ron on the Hogwarts express and well, I was rather snooty to them, or to Ron at least, I had read all about this 'boy who lived' in books so I knew who Harry was as soon as I looked at him. As I sat upon the stool with the Sorting Hat on my head, he had a debate going, it was between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, he said that my intellect and wit would have put me into Ravenclaw but I had a hidden strength, my brave heart won out and put me into Gryffindor. As I mentioned before, I'm very smart, I am an academically brilliant student and I was rather disliked by a lot of students, I managed to hang around Harry and Ron more than they liked but I really hadn't known how much they disliked me until I heard Ron talking about to Harry. It really did hurt my feelings so I hid in the bathroom the rest of the day. Professor Quirrell had let a Mountain Troll into the castle and it somehow got locked in the bathroom with me, Harry and Ron came to my rescue and they saved me. We almost lost a load of points but I took the fall, I told the Professors that I tried to fight it and that the boys took over because I had failed and ever since then... we had been friends. It was this year that we found out about the Sorcerer's Stone, we knew that someone had tried to steal it from Gringotts and it was one of those adventures. We ventured past Fluffy, that very large three headed dog, we made it past the Devil's Snare, Ron impressed by playing the best game of Wizard's Chess, I had to use my logic to surpass the riddle with the potions and I turned back while Harry ventured ahead. I only know what he told but I know I was proud of him. We won the house cup that year, Neville had put us ten points ahead of the Slytherins by standing up to us.
Now, what's suppose to be my seventh year is right around the corner, I'm quite upset that there will be no exams but I know that I will still continue to study hard. I'll be seventeen soon which means the tracker will be off of me and I can perform magic outside of school! Not that really matters, it won't truly matter until I pass my N.E.W.Ts and graduate.
Sample: Hermione ran up to Harry "Harry!" she called. She and Ron quickly explained how they had destroyed Hufflepuff's cup in the Chamber of Secrets. Hermione's mind raced as Ron did most of the talking and she would pitch in the parts he had forgotten, "It was extremely brilliant." she added at the end, slightly panting, seeing as they had ran a long way.