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Full Character Name: Blossom Ignatius Rose
Character Birthday & Age: April 1st 1998
City & Country of Birth: Coventry, England
Pureblood, Halfblood or Muggleborn: Pureblood
House & Year: Slytherin First year

Wand: Nine inches, springy rosewood etched with rose vines and cored with fairy hair.

Excellent for love and beauty charms and  for healing. Excellent for divination and scrying.

Inherited from his dead mother.

Physical Description: Short for his age, Blossom also has the problem of hair that seems unwilling to be tamed.  It is a dark, almost earth brown mop that resists combing and even when cut short it looks like it's going every which way.  He is also thin, mainly because a childhood illness has made him unable to eat meat. 

His wounded soul is reflected in his deep brown eyes, which is why he rarely looks anyone in the eye for long, fearing that they might see the real Blossom.  He is one of those unfortunate boys who has struck the middle ground between masculine and feminine, between attractive and homely.  In fact there is very little about him that makes him stand out.

Personality Description: Shy and quiet, Blossom is deeply ashamed of how far his family has fallen.  He hates the Posada family with an undying passion, blaming them for the curse that has brought his family to ruin.  He is slow to open up to people, especially those of more affluent Pureblood houses, not wanting to further expose the obvious  the poverty his family has fallen into.  After all, these were the peers who chose to leave him behind.  Once won, however, his friendship and loyalty are undying, as is his hatred of those who betray his trust.  He still hangs on to the prejudices of the Purebloods, seeing halfbreeds and mudbloods as inferior beings, for the most part because he has little exposure to them.  Until he realizes that there is skill, power and astonishingly, PEOPLE under those epithets, he will treat them with disdain. He has respect for his most adults, although he has difficult reconciling that respect with the prejudices he's been taught. 

History: The Rose family was once one of the more affluent and influential Pureblood  families in the wizarding world.  Closely related to the Blacks and the Longbottoms, they were famous for their herbalists and potions, their gardens drew visitors from all over the world. 

That all came crashing to an end when the only daughter of the house eloped with the youngest son of the  Posada family, on the eve of her wedding to the powerful Fudge clan.

Thinking it was a planned snub, the Fudges withdrew from a centuries old pact with the Roses.  Furious with the Posada over the insult, the Roses went to war.

The War of the Roses, as it was called, saw the power of one family come into direct conflict with another, something that was devastating in its destructiveness.  The end came when the errant daughter turned on her own house and, taking advantage of her father's trust, placed a powerful curse on the family.

From that day forward, the Rose family fortunes have spiraled downwards.  Once famous gardens now lie barren and lifeless.  Fortunes in gold stored at Gringotts suddenly vanished like leprechaun gold overnight.

Blossom is the last child of the line.  His mother died giving birth to him and he was raised by a father who didn't quite know what to do with him in the face of the family's failed fortunes.  An unidentified illness as a child left him weakened and bedridden for almost a year.  Unable to travel to the exotic locations visited by their wealthier peers even if his family could have afforded it, Blossom was quickly left behind.  He stopped getting invitations and was often left to his own devices.  He took to reading and still reads voraciously.  He puttered in the family gardens, while he recovered and the weather was warm enough for him to be permitted outside.  He has the families famous green thumb and is quite proud of it, even if it is one of very few things he has to be proud of.

Artifacts that have been in the family for centuries have been sold off to put Blossom through school, in the possibly vain hope that he might be able to find some way to end the curse that has brought the house to its knees over the past five centuries.  He feels the pressure on him and it weighs heavily upon small shoulders. 

Classes:

Core Classes Astronomy Charms Defense Against the Dark Arts Herbology History of Magic Potions Transfiguration No

Electives No No No No No

How Do You Fit Into Your House?: The Rose family has traditionally been sorted into Slytherin, haven to all Pureblood wizards.  Blossom has grand ambitions as well; he wants to rescue his family from ruin and utterly crush the Posada family in the process, even if he has to turn to dark wizardry to do it.

Writing Sample: Blossom turned and looked around the common room.  He couldn't resist reaching out with one hand to touch the cold stone walls.  They were drier than he expected, so far underground.  He slowly turned to take in the heavy dark furniture and the shadowy corridors that led who knew where.

 It was hard to believe that he was standing where so many of his ancestors had stood before him.  It didn't make him proud though.  It made him ashamed. 

He could feel the eyes of the portraits glaring down at him.  He tried to make himself smaller, tried to hide the shabby robes and the fact that he carried a hand-me-down woman's wand.

"Stop staring," he said, glaring back at one particular portrait of a green faced witch in a tall pointed black hat.  "I'm a Rose.  You just watch.  I'll show you that I have thorns."