I'm back after my several day break. Let me tell you, it has been a busy several days too. Between WAY too much math homework, dentist appointment, and chorus rehearsal, I've been swamped. Anyway, now that I'm back into the writing swing of things I'll probably get a few more chapters up this weekend. I have two papers to work on though, so no promises. Here's Connor now. Oh, by the way, the only guesser I got was SnuffHPWarriors, aka, my little brother, and he guessed wrong the first time, Percy Penelope, but right the second time. Read to find out.
~Robin
Disclaimer: I may be a good writer, but I'm no JKR. Does that solve the ownership issue?
Connor David Weasley was born May 29th 2006, the average birthday, except that it is shared by one other person, his twin sister Dana. Connor has brown eyes like his mother, but red hair like his father.
They are fraternal twins and look almost nothing alike. He is twenty hours and seventeen minutes older than her, and they were barely born on the same day. He also has a younger sister, Alanna. She is about four years younger than him and he is fiercely protective of her, but never he cares what Dana is doing. There can be trouble for their parents, Charlie and Alicia, when Connor and Dana fight, but Alanna is usually the one to help make peace, as both of the twins love her dearly.
Connor, like both of his parents, was sorted into Gryffindor. He was the keeper on the Quidditch team in his fifth and sixth years, but not in his seventh year (for a reason you will find out later in this story-ish thing). Connor likes school, but only does very well because of his friends. He really exceeds in Care of Magical Creatures because of all the work he helped his dad with before taking the class. He always dreamed. to work with dragons like his father.
His best friends are Albus and Rose (his cousins), and Scorpius Malfoy. They were all terrific students and often gave him help on his homework and with studying before exams.
Hope Connor sounds good. I came up with him all by my self. I was so proud. Anyway, at least one more this weekend. Ten down; eight to go.