I was applying for a HP RP group on tumblr and applied for Susan Bones. The application para got away from me, so I thought 'why not post it'?
I MAY add more later, maybe for different characters as well, but I'm marking this as complete, so I promise nothing!
Small, with short curly brown hair, big brown eyes, and a kind, square-shaped face. The Death Eater she faced actually laughed at her, as he saw that she was his opponent.
Her grip tightened on her Cherry wand. This man had no idea what she had been through, not just in the past few years, but in her whole life. She was strong, and he was going to pay for what he did to those little girls. Her hands were shaking in anticipation of the curse she was about to say, but never let it be said that Hufflepuffs were always merciful.
"Impedi –" the Death Eater began, but Susie cut him off.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
A jet of green light, a flash of a man's face from under the mask, and he was dead.
This had been Susie Bones' nightmare for months. She had killed several others in the battle, but for some reason this man stuck out to her.
She was an orphan now, Susie thought as she placed the begonias in front of her mum's grave. Her Muggle-born mother hadn't been able to run fast enough when the Death Eaters came for her, and that was over half a year ago. She had never known her father, though she knew he had been a Pureblood. The only other family she had were her two uncles, and currently she was just glad that they were in Ireland. She would never see them again if she could help it, and if not…well, she wasn't afraid to use the green curse now.
Susie has always been best friends with Leanne Shaw, ever since their first days at Hogwarts. Susie feels like she spends most of her life saying 'no' for Leanne, telling off the people who used her, and comforting her afterwards.
Susie was always the kind of person to gloss over her own problems, if she mentions them at all. Her place now, she feels, is taking care of everyone she can at Hogwarts, whether it's the young first years still waking up screaming from the memories of watching the older children being tortured, helping her fellow classmates when they wake up screaming, helping to repair the castle and clean up bloodstains, or brewing as many Calming and Dreamless Sleep potions as she can – whatever it is, Susie will do it. She was the kind of person that knew her responsibilities – or took reasonability's that weren't hers - and did them with pride, diligence, and a smile, only complaining occasionally, and even then in a good-hearted, share-our-troubles way. She's proud of the scars she has from the War (the physical ones, at least); they show that's she's brave, that in the end she didn't back down in the face of almost-certain death like she was always afraid she might.
While many criticize her, saying that she's disrespecting the memories of all who died by being so happy, Susie will disagree wholeheartedly…and try not to kill them. (She has found that she has anger issues left over from the war, and while she would never kill anyone again, it's something that sometimes shows, even though she can usually hide it). It's not as if she's going to forget the girl she barely knew who took the curse meant for her, the young boy, barely fifteen, who was split in half by the time she found him on the staircase, the horror of Neville's head on fire, the two little first years who had snuck down to fight against the rules and been killed right at her feet because she was too slow to save them. She will never forget that, and never take it for granted.
She wishes the people who thought she was would consider, just for a moment, that maybe her smiles and happiness wasn't at all what she's feeling, but for everyone around her. After all, she's the small Hufflepuff teddy bear, and that is her job.
