Physical Description: Rose is a four foot tall white girl with hazel round eyes and a black pixie haircut. She has a slim build and weighs approximately thirty-four kilograms rounded up. She wears black, rectangular framed glasses. (Image reference was generated by ChatGPT.)

Mental Description: Rose is a very kind and sympathetic girl full of ambition. She doesn't want to just learn things of study, but arts such as cooking, drawing/painting, and music, fancying herself a child of culture. However, due to how she was raised, she is a heavy rules follower, considering morality and legality nearly identical. If it's against the rules, it's bad, simple as that. Therefore, she will not hesitate to be a snitch on even her closest friend. Of course, as she does have a good heart, she would have a serious discussion (which in her case, a small lecture) about not doing the wrong thing before ever telling anybody else. Admittedly, she is not good at keeping secrets.

Biography: Rose was raised in a stern environment since her birth. Her father Alexander, a muggle, worked with the police force for ten years. Her mother Marianna, a half-blood witch, is a retired Auror after twenty-five years of service, retiring at the age of forty-seven to be a stay-at-home mother for Rose. Of course, having two parents that either worked for or still work for law enforcement means you will be raised in a strict environment. Still, they both spent as much time as they could with the girl, teaching her all they could. Her best trait was most definitely her curiosity. As she learned, she wanted to learn more. And she did, achieving straight A's through all of primary school. She achieved this not through sheer intelligence (though, this was a contributing factor), but through pure drive, ambition, and passion. If she was struggling on a subject, then by golly, she would strive to master it. But there was one thing she couldn't learn as of yet that she eagerly wanted to: magic. As she grew up, Marianna would cast minor spells to help with household chores. Of course, nothing too conspicuous. But little Rose would always ask, "When can I cast spells like you momma?" The middle-aged woman would just simply pat the girl's head and gently say, "When it is time, my baby bird." And so Rose patiently waited as the months passed, growing a little more disappointed as each day would pass. When would she learn? It had grown to irritate her. But she was raised to be patient. But by the time she was ten years old, she had still showed know sign of magic. This confused even Marianna, but she most certainly didn't want to disappoint her baby bird in the case that her doing magic was never meant to be. So the mother continued to tell her girl, "When it is time, my baby bird." Then, six months from her eleventh birthday, the incident happened.

First Instance of Magic: At this point and time, Rose's parents trusted her enough to walk to the store (a five minute walk to and from) to buy the groceries. On one walk however, she witnessed a group of teenage boys abusing a kitten. She wanted to step in and help, but her parents had always told her to get an adult instead of interfering. It looked like they were about to kill the thing though, she had no time! But her teachings steeled her, much to her frustration and anger. So, with tears streaming down her face, she ignored them, walking towards her destination. After a few steps, however, she heard a scream come from one of the boys. She had turned around to see the cat now the size of a mountain lion dart off. After finishing the monthly shopping, she described what had happened to her mother. The look on her parents face were priceless, to say the least. Of course, the incident had to be resolved by the Ministry. Memory wipes and all that. But Rose could indeed cast magic! In a month or so of time, Rose had received her letter from Hogwarts. And she knew she was ready to fully step into the world of witches and wizards.