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Rosalind Delarose
Status:
Pure-blood
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Sofia, England
Function:
Second year, Gryffindor
Wand:
25,7 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair


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House: Gryffindor
Year: 1
Age: 11
Bloodstatus: Pure-blood
Wand: 25,7 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair
Species: Part - Veela
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History:
Rosalind Delarose is a headstrong, ambitious and elegant young women. Her favourite pastime is analysing and observing others while reading. Because of her upbringing and her expected future, she must rise to be the heiress of her father’s empire. This brings special needs and expectations for her. Not only her family but her extended family is counting on her to rise to her fullest potential. With her looks and street smarts she must collect favours and find allies. This all while treading dangerous waters. Will she be able to stay afloat of all her tasks?
‘If I focus on a task I am like a Hellhound on a hunt. I will not lose my prey until I am all done.’

‘Respect needs to be earned.’
Background:
Delarose. This family’s legacy contains secrets, sworn enemies and illegal activities. Damien Delarose, current mastermind behind the Delarose empire, runs it with an iron-like hand. Nothing is more important than keeping the name high and mighty. And this while double-crossing all legal authorities. The dark underbringing of the empire is hidden by a legal magical and muggle global empire that specialises in transportation and special services. Or otherwise called smuggling. To keep the corporation successful an heir must be raised at special standards. Alluring and charming standards. What better than to mate a veela. Her mother, Laurel Blackhawk, a soft, charming and overprotective women with high standards. So far Rosalind’s childhood has been filled with a loving family and a dark upbringing. Learning from her father how to blackmail and double-cross everyone is just another detail.
Appearance:
The first thought that springs to mind when you catch sight of her is cold, compact and petite. Rosalind stands proud for her age. Always upright with good posture, never slacking. As is expected for a respected pure-blood. Her shining white hair might give you an unearthly impression. And her eyes. You’ll feel like her eyes are analysing your soul. Dark grey with an almost redish shine to them.
First magic use:
For this we must travel back to Bulgaria, Sofia. Our Rose could be called an early bird. On a quiet and peaceful evening Rosalind was left alone in her crib with nothing to entertain her. When her parents went to check up on her they found her giggling. Little Rosalind had created a circle of light. Flying golden sparks and little butterflies flew around her head creating an angelic halo. It was a beautiful and truly magnificent sight. Her father, the proud men he is, declared this was the moment he knew she would grow up as the charming heir he wanted her to be.