My name is Rose Weasley.
When most people hear the name Weasley, they assume that I have the stereotypical red hair.
But even though I've got it (it's barely red, more like a deep, dark auburn), other than that I look entirely like my mother, Hermione Granger-Weasley. I've got the olive skin, the soft brown eyes and large front teeth.
Naturally, I'm a Gryffindor. I will admit to absolutely, positively hating school more than anything in the world, despite my love to learn. But why waste knowledge on taking tests and tedious things like turning beetles in marbles or matches into pins?
Despite having my mother's smarts, I've gotten a fair share of my father's stupidity and daring. I've done some pretty stupid things I'm not proud of.
Including agreeing to go out with Scorpious Malfoy.