Announcements: Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newbies » RPG Chat β€” the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Presuppositionalism » Aphantasia » Skill Trees - Good, Bad & Ugly » In-Game Gods & Gameplay Impact » Cunningham's Law » The Tribalism of Religion » Lost Library » Game Theory » The Hidden Void » Removing CS From an Indy Universe : Solution » On the Matter of New Players and Orphaned Plays » STOP BLAMING US FOR RPG BEING SLOW! » Polytheism » The Game of Life » Just War » Science and Philosophy » The Bible as Literature » Humans in the MV. Questions and thoughts. » Surviving the post-holiday apocalypse. » SL: 1097 Bestiary of Monsters »

Players Wanted: Looking for roleplayers » A Fairytale World in Need of Heroes & Villains! » Are You a Crime Addict? » Wuxia RP » Looking for roleplayers » New Realistic Roleplay - Small World Life Ω©( Β΄ο½₯шο½₯)و » Mentors Wanted » MV Recruiting Drive: sci-fi players wanted! » Veilbrand: The Revolution » Gonna do this anyway. » Looking for Kamen Rider Players » Elysium » Looking for roleplayers for a dystopian past! » Revamping Fantasy Adventure RPG, need new players » Here, At the End of the World (supernatural mystery drama) » Seeking Role Players for a TOG Based RP » so I made a Stranger Things RP idk why not come join » LFP - New Roleplay » Gifted/Mutant individuals escaping the gov » Spaceship Zero! A retro horror sci fi RP with rayguns :D »


Chara Delagrave

"I'd love to say shut up, but that's rude."

0 · 534 views · located in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

a character in “Hogwarts - Memories of the Past”, originally authored by thegriminyourteacup, as played by RolePlayGateway



{ "The difference between try and triumph is a little umph." }

{ Name }Image
Chara Marie Delagrave

{ Nickname }

{ Birthday }
August 7; 17

{ Sexuality }

{ House }

{ Year }
7th Year

{ Face Claim }
Kathryn Prescott

{ "Be faithful in small things because it is in them your strength lies." }

{ Abilities }
{ Likes }
Warm Weather β—† Dyeing her Hair β—† Magic Tricks β—† Hufflepuff β—† Having Friends β—† Books β—† Inanimate Objects with Faces β—† Doing Dumb Things β—† [color=#a1a1c]Quidditch β—† Dumb Jokes β—† Blue β—† Doing her Homework Early β—† Good Grades β—† Muggle Studies β—† Cars β—† Makeup β—† Flying Her Family β—† Staying Out of Trouble

{ Dislikes }
Bullies β—† Slytherins β—† Pureblood 'Purists' β—† Inequalityβ—† Messes β—† Burnt Food β—† Lemons β—† Muggle Soda β—† Turkey β—† Ankle Socks β—† Coffee β—† Dehydration β—† Cucumbers β—† Vegetarians β—† Strawberries Smoothiesβ—† Muggle Scienceβ—† Dull Colors β—† Gray β—† American Accents β—† Gift Cards β—† Her Natural Hair Color (Black)

{ Strengths/Talents }
Quidditch β—† Sass β—† Klutziness β—† Grammar Nazi β—† Book Smarts β—† Cooking β—† Bargaining β—† Joking Around β—† Magic

{ Weaknesses }
Stunning Lack of Common Sense β—† Clumsy β—† Forgetful β—† Overly Empathetic β—† Defense Against the Dark Arts β—† Gullible β—† Tries to Play Matchmaker β—† OCD β—† Grammar Nazi

{ Personality }
β—† Empathetic β—†
Chara is empathic, and overly so. She sympathizes with everybody, and will help anybody in need, sometimes forgetting their bad pasts.
β—† Loyal β—†
Chara is loyal until the end. She doesn't let people hurt her friends or family, and refuses to let anybody walk over her, either.
β—† Stubborn β—†
Chara knows what she wants and likes, and refuses to budge. She is often called pig-headed, and is almost impossible to sway once she knows what she wants to do.
β—† Sweet β—†
Despite her less memorable traits, Chara is actually a very sweet girl once you get to know her better. She is also a jokester, and trickster, for that matter, but what really stands out is how polite she is to certain people.
β—† Imaginative β—†
Chara prefers to use her imagination to solve problems and come up with ideas that usually can't work (physics and other Muggle things are such a bother), and dislikes using her mind to solve problems.

{ "It's nice to be important, but it's important to be nice." }

{ Hair Color }
Black, Dyed Entirely Bright Red

{ Eye Color }

{ Skin Color }

{ Height and Weight }
5"3', 140 lbs

{ Build }
Slim, Nimble

{ Scars, Tattoos, Piercings? }
She has a tattoo on her back, one on her arm, and has pierced ears.

{ General Clothing Style }
Everyday Style 1
Everyday Style 2
Everyday Style 3
Formal Style 1
Formal Style 2
Sleepwear Style

{ "Always forgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them so much." }

Image{ Patronus }

{ Patronus Memory }
Chara's patronus memory is of a cold winter night, a few days before Christmas. Her little sister, Katia, had just turned four, and wanted Muggle-style cookies to give to Santa. Agreeing, Chara and her mother started to bake their grandmother's sugar cookies. About halfway through, her mom turned her back after Chara went to check on Katia. The entire house shook as the oven exploded. Chara rushed into the kitchen, only to see her mother covered head to toe in sugar cookies. Gasping with laughter, Chara helped clean up the mess, and they just bought cookies instead.

{ "Knowledge is gained through hard work." }

Image{ Place of Origin }
Lincoln, England

{ Happiest Memory }
Chara's happiest memory is when her family went to a Muggle amusement park over summer break. They went to America, and went to many different spots to sight see, and went to a place called 'Great America'. Intrigued, Chara and her family paid the entrance fee and went in. After that, everything was complete chaos. They went on every single ride that they could get on, and Chara waited back with Katia while her parents acted like children. Finally, her mother started to feel sick, so she stayed back with Katia while Chara went on a ride called The Demon. It was the most exhilarating thing she had ever done, including quidditch, and she went on a second time after, and took her father this time.

{ Saddest Memory }
Chara's saddest memory when her grandmother died. She was always very close with Chara, and they were two peas in a pod. Verna and Chara Delagrave, the same person in two different bodies. When she died, peacefully, and in her sleep, Chara was a wreck. She couldn't eat, or sleep, or function at all. She attended the funeral and cried the entire time. Even while she was giving a speech about her grandmother, Chara still had tears dripping down her face, cutting into both her face and her heart, and she didn't stop until she got the picture Verna had left for her in her will. It was the two of them, laughing and eating chocolate on the big, red sofa that was in the middle of the living room. Chara takes it with her everywhere, so that she can always be close to her grandmother.

So begins...

Chara Delagrave's Story

ImageThe Great Hall was filled with light, food, teachers, and all of the students except for the first years, who were just entering now. Various things from pumpkin juice to chocolate cake adorned the platters on the tables. Each house ghost, excluding the Bloody Baron, were there as well. The Great Hall was just that. It was great in size, in standards, in supply if food, and just it's overall Imageaura. The ceiling was high above, and floating in the air were various magical candles and floating orbs of light.

Above each house table was its banner. Gryffindor's lion, Ravenclaw's eagle, Slytherin's snake, and Hufflepuff's badger, all in their house colors. Each one filled with the students who had been sorted in the previous years. Each bustling with people. As the first Imageyears walked down the long path between the tables, anxiety and whispering could be heard throughout. "What house will I be?" "Who are they?" "Is that who I think it is?" "I wonder how many of them are mud bloods this year". The whispers were obviously there, though not all were clear. Nearly Headless Nick swore he had forgotten something again, before adjusting his head so it wasn't hanging off.
The sorting hat sat there, the one thing who would choose what house they would be. This hat had seen more anxiety, anger, and disbelief then any other being alive. And now, it would reach into the minds of these students and place them where they belong. The first name was then called forth. Liam Porter.
As Liam sat on the stool, the sorting hat was placed on his head. "Liam Porter, eh? You have quite a few brothers, at least two I believe still attend here. Another Porter. You are very loyal...but, you are also very brave. Courage runs strong in you like your brothers. Maybe Hufflepuff....but I think I know a better place. Among your brothers. GRYFFINDOR!!!" The Gryffindors cheered and then chanted together. "You belong in Gryffindor where dwell the brave at heart! Our daring nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart!"
The next name called was Octavia O'Conner. She approached the stool, slid on then the hat was placed on her pale hair. "Not much wit in the head but there is bravery but more than that, loyalty. You aren't afraid of bad things to come and I believe your brother was quite the same. Well Ms. Octavia. I believe you belong in.... HUFFLEPUFF!" Again there was cheering and yet another chant. "You belong in Hufflepuff where they are just and loyal! We Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil!"

The other students were sorted and then the feast began. It is a happy time at Hogwarts as the young first years meet new friends in their houses or even, new enemies.

[ OOC: Not trying to be rude by not including the Ravenclaw and Slytherin first years but I have nothing to go off of as a name thing. Truly sorry if I offend anyone. ]

Liam wasn't surprised. Every Porter who ever went under that hat seemingly became a Gryffindor. He was more worried about people knowing who he was. After all, his story made the front page twice. "Ministery Official's Death and Son barely survives after a few days alone in the snow filled forest" still rang into his ears from others voices, despite the lengthy name. It was a big story, his father dying, and Liam managing to reflect a curse out of pure luck. But to him, every time he heard was just another reminder his father was dead, and he watched it happen. His family was all affected, but he witnessed the death himself. And he was the closest with their father. It bothered him more then others. And people tended to treat you differently already when your mother was as high up in the Ministry as his.

That didn't mean he showed it though. He hid behind his normal self, full of jokes and courage and loyalty. As he sat down at the table around fellow Gryffindor's, a familiar face caught his attention. It was his brother, Daniel. "Welcome to the club Liam" he mentioned, messing up Liam's hair. Liam smiled somewhat, but also was annoyed.

"I thought I told you to stop doing that!" Liam mentioned, as his other brother Tristen added "Now you are stuck with us. Also means you can stop using my bed at home since you're here now".

Liam looked towards the other Gryffindor's nearby. "Please tell me they are less annoying here then at home. And Tristen, ground rule, no messing with me before a test or I start mentioning certain stories. Understood?" At least they stopped calling him "The Boy who Survived". Granted he did survive three days alone in the woods wounded, but he hated the idea of being like Harry Potter. While he did have this great history, Liam wasn't a big fan of that spotlight, and it implied he was prone to danger. Which, while he denied it, he was.

He just hoped the school year wouldn't be as disaster out, or that he would get so much "special treatment". But he would brave it all the same, no matter what.

(NPC Porters, activate! Anyways, if anyone wants to make one of them as an actual character I wouldn't mind).

(Also, the similarities between Porter and Potter is coincidental. I just noticed it myself in this post).

Chara Delagrave

Chara sat comfortably in her seat in the Great Hall, the exact same one that she'd been sitting in since first year, and watched the first years get sorted. The first Hufflepuff she saw was a girl with the last name O'Conner, the same surname as Kieran, a guy in her year that she played Quidditch with. She watched as the girl, Octavia, ran over to her brother.

Once the feast began, Chara dug in. She grabbed whatever she could get her hands on and ate like a pig. She ate at least three more slices of pie than she should've in the first five minutes. She occasionally glanced up to see weird looks being sent her way before glancing back down at her plate. When she was close to exploding, she finally grabbed a napkin, and cleared the five different types of food off of her mouth and cheeks. Blushing, she talked to a student nearby her for a few minutes before glancing across the table and seeing Kieran across the table from her.

Glancing back at her friend and seeing that she had been ditched, she glanced back across the table and smiled at Kieran before attempting to initiate a conversation. "So, I heard that you're quidditch captain this year," she said to Kieran, hoping that she wouldn't have to just sit awkwardly the rest of the feast.



After the sorting had ended and they heard the call for them to go to their tables, Octavia bolted
to where she had thought her brother was. She had gotten lost though.... really. Not even an hour
and she is already lost...? It's gonna be a long year. She had wandered around the great hall
for a slight bit of time till she was grabbed by the waist turned around and lifted high into the air.
She smiled giddily then began speaking. "I belong in Hufflepuff, where I will be just and loyal.
I am a Hufflepuff. True and unafraid of toil."
She almost repeated, only changing a few words.
She clung around her brother's neck, wrapping him in a big hug. She missed her brother greatly and
now, the world couldn't even keep them apart. "I can see why you like it here brother..."
She started when he had finally sat her down. It wasn't long till a bump on Kieran's back, sending him
slightly forward, sent Octavia landing in the arms of a larger boy that had green and silver on.

"So this is your precious sister, o cousin of mine?" He hissed as Octavia pulled away and went
over to her brother again. "Brother... We don't have any cousins..." She replied. She didn't know about
the Grimlockes. They were a secret to her because her mother never told her and Kieran couldn't
bear to speak about them in front of their mother. The two boys walked in front of them and then the
other spoke."Better watch out badger boy. Your little sister might not make it through the year."

Octavia looked at her brother then they proceeded to the Hufflepuff table,
sitting next to Scott and Chara. "Kieran. We don't have any cousins...."





The Great Hall buzzed with excitement while the children of the houses ate their food.
The Headmaster was quietly conversing with some of the other teachers while sometimes
locking eyes with a child. The first one he locked eyes with was Octavia. She turned to her
brother, inquiring. "Brother... Who is that man in the middle of the teacher's table?" She
questioned as Miles moved on to look at some of the other children. He turned to his
fellow teachers and had slight conversation as did Octavia before the Headmaster stepped
up to the podium. The lights flickered to get attention but then he began speaking. "I would like
to extend a hand of welcoming to the first years. May your future be bright and prosperous.
Now. I must inform everyone that entering the dark forest is forbidden, unless you want to
live like Sir Nicholas here."
He motioned to the ghost who took his head off which received a
few Ewws and some people mentioning that it was cool. Miles continued on. "Now, Prefects
will escort the first years of their house to the dormitories and then tomorrow you will be able
to explore the grounds."
I wish all of you happy dreams and wonderful friendships. With
that, most of the people in the hall got up to leave towards the dormitories. Octavia looked at
Kieran. "Do I have to go with the Prefect brother?" She questioned hesitantly.

Jamie Middleton


Jamie looked at Liam and said, '' Alright, see you when we get there, Liam.'' She looked at Tristen and Daniel as the first years walked to the dorms. She gave Tristen an evil smile which always meant that she wanted to be carried to the dorms. She jumped onto Tristen's back and wrapped her arms around his neck loosly. She smirked and said, '' To the dorms common room, boys!!'' She smiled and laughed as all the other students filed out of the Great Hall and made it to their dorms as well.

As they were walking, she looked to her right and saw Chara Delagrave, one of her friends who was sorted into Hufflepuff. Yes, she had a friend in Hufflepuff, but she didn't care. She even had some friends in Slytherine and Ravenclaw. She then said to Tristen and Daniel, I'll see you boys in the Common Room. I have a friend who I need to talk to real quick.'' Jamie jumped off of Tristen and made her way through the crowd of students until she fumbled right into Chara. She straightened her stance and smiled at her friend.

Chara had been there for Jamie since their first year, and they still were pretty good friends five years later.
Jamie looked at the red haired girl right next to her as they were walking and said, ''Hey, Char. How have you been since last term?'' She looked around as they walked through the halls, even though they would have to part ways in a few minutes for the night, Jamie wanted to get a quick word from her friend before they saw each other again the next day.

Chara Delagrave

Chara stopped eating long enough to listen to Professor Miles's speech. Once he had finished, she stood up and walked over to the entrance to the Great Hall, raising her voice to the Hufflepuffs, telling them the rules and the rest of the speech that she had memorized over the summer. As they walked to the common room, Jamie came by. She and Jamie had been friends since her second year, and Jamie's first. They had gotten along well, as Chara was polite but still outspoken, and Jamie was a true Gryffindor.

She stopped for a second to answer Jamie's question, letting her fellow prefect, Jared, take the rest of the house. Chara responded with, "I've been doing great. I'm on the quidditch team again this year, which is fortunate. I don't know what I'd do without quidditch. Probably my work for once," Chara finished her statement with a chuckle before continuing, "But how are you this year?" Chara knew that Jamie had most likely been hanging out with her friends, and she didn't want to keep her from them, but she wanted to know how her friend had been doing. Sighing a little, she loosely twirled an end of her hair, noting that she had to apply another coat of dye onto it, the red in her hair was starting to fade.

Jamie Middleton


Jaime listened as her friend said, ''"I've been doing great. I'm on the Quidditch team again this year, which is fortunate. I don't know what I'd do without quidditch. Probably my work for once," which was shortly fallowed by a chuckle. Jamie smiled and continued to slowly walk with her friend. '' But how are you this year?" Jamie heard her friend ask. Jamie smiled and thought for a moment. She had done a lot since last term, and some of it wasn't worth mentioning.

Riley looked at Chara and said, ''Well, it's good to hear that you've been well. And that's fantastic that you're joining the Quidditch team again.'' She said with true sincerity and with her clear English accent showing. She smiled and continued, ''I've been good. I've been working on some more spells, but so far I haven't been able to come up with my own. Aside from that, things have been good. My mum and dad and sister are all doing well.'' She sighed and looked around and saw that the Hufflepuff common room was going to be coming up very shortly.

She looked back at Chara and said, ''I'll be joining the Quidditch team again too. Same position as before, Gryffindor Seeker. But it looks like we've run out of time to talk tonight. We can catch up again on things tomorrow.'' And just as she was about to say one more thing before the had to say good byes, she felt a body jump onto her which made Jamie slightly scream. She took a deep breath and looked over her shoulder to see who it was. She then laughed as she saw who it was.

It was her best friend, Bailey Carter. Jamie smiled and said, ''Bloody hell, Bailey! Don't you know not to sneak up on me like that anymore?'' She said while with a slight laugh in her voice. She looked back at Chara and smiled. Bailey looked at the red haired girl that Jamie was talking to and said, ''Hello. I'm Bailey Carter. Jaime's best friend in the whole wide world and the one who's going to be the constant pain in her arse all term.'' Bailey joked with her clear Scottish accent in her voice. Jamie smiled and stretched as Bailey got of her back and stood next to the both of them.

Jamie looked back at Chara and said, ''I'm terribly sorry about Bailey. She can be a twit sometimes, and always at the wrong moments. I'll always wonder how you ever got into Gryffindor and not Slytherine.'' She said jokingly as she pushed her friend lightly. Bailey gave Jamie a smile and stuck her tongue out and said, ''Well, I'm gonna go to the Common room. I'm tired and I still want to talk to you before we have to go to sleep, ok?'' Jamie nodded and watched as Bailey ran off and dissapeared into the crowd of students.

She looked back at Chara one last time and said, ''I really am sorry about her. She just doesn't know when to not be a pain in the arse. But hey, got to love her when you get to know her. Anyway, it's late and you'll need to catch up with your House before you lose sight of them. Good night Char and I'll see you tomorrow.'' She gave her friend one last smile and wave and then turned and ran up to the crowd of Gryffindor students and fallowed them to the Common Room.

(OOC Note: Just like the rest who used FC's for their main characters friends. Bailey will remain an NPC, even thought she won't interfer with the story at all. I just wanted to give Jamie some one who she's really close with and whatever. Hope it's alright).

Chara Delagrave
Chara smiled at the antics of Jamie and her friend, waving goodbye after making a few quidditch competition jokes. When Jamie walked off, Chara walked into the common room, checking the bulletin board. All of the necessary announcements were posted, and there weren't any prank posters or anything that first years shouldn't see, although why a Hufflepuff would do something like that was beyond her. Why anybody would do that was beyond her. Once she had finished that, Chara collapsed onto the fluffy yellow couch that was sitting by the fire, a hanging plant dangerously close to hitting her in the head.

Sighing, Chara stood up and began to slowly walk to her dorm, sleepiness taking its toll, giving her a zombie-like walk and posture. She pushed open the large, round, vault door that led to the dormitories. She struggled up the steps, the cold of being underneath the castle starting to seep into her bones. Once she reached her dormitory, precious dorm number six, the one she had been sleeping in since first year, she flopped onto her bed like a fish out of water. Shifting uncomfortably, she realized that she had messily folded up and shoved her schedule for the year in her back pocket. Fishing it out, she unfolded it as carefully as possible, smoothing out the edges as much as she could, and began to look it over. She sighed. All of her good classes were with Slytherins. Not all of them were evil, but most were.

With a mindset now far away from bad thoughts about Slytherins, Chara realized that her schedule was now totally ruined. She groaned, letting her head fall back, promising herself that she would make a new one. Soon. If you actually find time for it, or stop procrastinating long enough to even consider work, Chara thought to herself with a slight smile. She laid back against the bed, her thoughts about schedules and Slytherins drifting away with her consciousness.