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Victoire AmΓ©lie Weasley

(In the making...)

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a character in “The Cursed Children”, as played by Emmie_Hoeller



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Victoire AmΓ©lie Weasley


Victoire { From French, "Victory" }
AmΓ©lie { From French, "Hard Working" }


β–ͺ Tory β–ͺ Ami β–ͺ Millie β–ͺ
{ Common || Liked }

β–ͺ Miles β–ͺ
{ Uncommon || Disliked }




May 2nd, 2003

【 SIGN 】


【 AGE 】



Human, 1/8 Veela


William Arthur Weasley || Father
Fluer Isabelle Weasley nΓ©e Delacour || Mother








Dialogue: #9f2d2d
Thought: #2d9f9f


5' 8"


120 lbs


The first thing that one notices on the young witch are perhaps her lambent, jade-green eyes, having both an observant and penetrating aura they are often sure to make anyone feel exposed. Inheriting both of her parents best physical traits, there is no denying that she holds an almost breath-taking beauty. Ami also carries herself with great poise and a noble demeanor that is sure to show her usual refined deportment.

Rarely, if ever will she be found with as much as a single strand of her hair out of line. The young woman has an undeniable aura of high-class sophistication in combination with a borderline impeccable appearance. Victoire often dresses very femininely, always keeping up-to-date with the newest lines of clothing for the season. There is no denying that Victoire is rather confident in herself and has come to learn the almost hypnotizing effect she can have with others, in occasions, to the point where they will have an obsession. It is not unusual for her to user her charms if needed be knowing exactly what strings to pull so as to get out of a bad situation.

The young girl has a petite, svelte figure that gives her a doll-like appearance. In addition to her slim body, she has a sylph-like waist and an impeccable glowing fair skin. Although they are hardly noticeable even staring at them from a short distance, the young girl has freckles covering most of her body as a courtesy of the Weasley blood she carries.



It is not unusual to see the young girl with a calm and reserved exterior. Even in moments of distress, she is known to keep her composure and can be rather unfazed. It isn't until she is in the company of her family and loved ones that she shows an entirely different side of her. Her two siblings are both her greatest strength and her weakness and there is nothing she wouldn't do for both of them. Undoubtedly, the girl would go through hell and back for those she cares about and is known to hold an uncanny loyalty. That being said, one can't help to notice that the young witch can be somewhat of a contradiction herself. Without a doubt, she is always first when it comes to giving good advice as well as helping others in getting out of bad situations but has always found it difficult to ask for help. Similarly, there's no doubt that she'd be sure to take other's secrets to the grave but only in the rare occasion does she share anything about herself.

Victoire is rather confident in herself, trusting in her own hard work to accomplish anything she sets her own mind. She has proudly earned her place amongst the best students in her house, excelling in most, if not all of her classes. As a recurrent joke amongst her friends, the girl has finally found a way to make up for all the point she cost her house back when she was younger and got caught in the restricted section. Although for the most part, she can be rather accepting and open minded, once she has made up her mind about something, it is almost impossible for her to see things in a new light.

Although she loves being in the company of her friends and family, unlike her extremely social butterfly-like-sister, Victoire would not mind spending most of her day locked up in her room all cozied up next to book with a warm cup of tea. Most often than not, Victoire tends to be rather motherly and, to an extent, overprotective.


On the fifth year anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts, May 2nd of 2003 young Victoire AmΓ©lie Weasley was born to both loving inexperienced parents. Marking a new beginning for their family, knowing the wizardly world still suffered great loss from the epic battle, it was only fitting to name her "victory" as a reminder of what they had overcome. Just three years after, her sister Dominique was born followed and Louis followed two years later. Victoire grew up rather happily around her family at their parent's Shell Cottage in England. Being the oldest, Victoire was quick to learn to be responsible and to be an example for her siblings to follow.

Victoire's childhood was spent in between family reunions, a rare combination of her mother's French customs with her English father's and the ever so usual fight between ber siblings.




β–ͺAlways carries her lucky set of crochet hooks and at minimum a 200g skein of yarn β–ͺHer grandmother taught her how to crochet when she was five years old β–ͺTends to play with her hair when she is under a lot of stress β–ͺExclusively left-handed β–ͺOwns a large collection of sweaters she's made herself and an even larger one of coffee mugs β–ͺTends to talk very fast when she is under a lot of stress β–ͺIs a night-owl β–ͺAbsolutely hates being woken up β–ͺHas mastered a certain handy spell that allows her to read at a faster speed β–ͺAlways needs to have tea or coffee to start off her morning


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It doesn't take long to learn that Victoire loves nothing more than to spend hour upon hour gulping her beloved encyclopedia-sized books without a care in the world. Being somewhat of a motherly figure to most of her loved ones, she is more than happy to lend an hear or two and is always ready to give advice. Whenever she is not spending time with her family or friends, Victoire loves having her "me" time and is often to draw back into a hibernation, especially if she feels drained after spending too much time in crowds or with people she doesn't know. Although she'd never be one to admit it, she's a happy girl when she's alone in her dorm or her bedroom in her pijamas and gets to sleep in for the day. There's also no denying she also enjoys the little pleasures in life, from a hot bath after a long day, eating some good ol' comfort food, rainy days, taking off her bra, and having an intellectual conversation that can last for hours. Although she'd hardly admit it, the truth is she is a romantic at heart, secretly loving the chase, the push and pull that one may occasionally engage in when it comes to romantic persuits. Whenever she is not reading, Victoire likes to spend her time crocheting, having learned when she was five years old by her mawmaw.



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Being a night-owl herself, Victoire despises early risers and being woken up. Those who have had the misfortunre to wake the girl up from her slumber know that all hell breaks loose and had the misfortunre to experience the blonde's wrath. There are plenty of other things for which Victoire will have no patience or tolerance towards, most of which are often traits of blood supremacists. She has absolutely no qualm in confronting head on when it comes to any kind of bigotry, racism and snobbish behavior. Victoire has never felt as if she is above any other and doesn't understand why other people should feel any different. If memory serves her right, she has never quite been able to eat any kind of sea food, almost always ending up feeling sick in the rare ocassion that she has. Those who know the young girl know that she absolutely cannot stand any kind of injustice and is always the first to speak up if something goes against her morals. Truthfully, Victoire personally dislikes profanity and gossip but finds them bearable in comparison to small talk.










{ Barn Owl }

【 WAND 】

11 Inches | Rigid | Willow Wood | Heartstring


White Wolf


Crochetting Club || { President }
Ravenclaw Quidditch Team || { Seeker }


Dom and Louis both dying in her arms

So begins...

Victoire AmΓ©lie Weasley's Story

lucy mae weasley



Lucy had accidentally fallen asleep because she forgot to set her alarm for that morning - how strange (note the sarcasm). So her day had not started on the best of terms. Of course, her sister Molly had woken up early and was ready by the time their parents called out for them and told them it was time for them to leave to King's Cross station.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she muttered while grabbing all of her stuff and trying to make sense of what she was going to take to Hogwarts. Lucy was a horrible packer and she usually brought the most useless stuff with her to school, later on realizing her mistake and regretting it for the rest of the school year.

This time she had limited herself to bring only a couple of Muggle comic books with her, her phone, t-shirts, jeans and her never-ending sneaker collection. Oh, and also all of her school supplies and her Hufflepuff uniform. And her broom. And her Quidditch uniform

She pulled her trunk behind her, grabbed her broomstick from the corner of her room and convinced her cat Mika to lay down on top of her trunk while she wheeled it to the front of her house. As she approached the front door, she could see her parents' faces and how they looked at her in disappointment. Smiling sheepishly, she placed her trunk on the back of their car along with her broomstick and called Mika to join her in the car seat she was sitting at.

The ride to King's Cross was excruciatingly awkward and filled with tension. Lucy had once again managed to slightly piss off her parents, but it's not like she cared too much. Once they parked inside the station and made their way to Platform 9 ΒΎ, Lucy quickly kissed her mother and father goodbye, and without a second look, turned around to look for her friends.

But before she could get too far, she felt her phone vibrate on her pocket. Taking it out, she realized it was a text message from none other than Frank Longbottom. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear." Just as she was writing back a text, she spotted him in the distance, and with a smile, she ran quickly with her trunk in front of her and jumped into the Longbottom's back like a koala. She was tiny, and she loved it.

"Hello moron. Missed me?"x

dominique odette weasley



Dominique had gotten up extra early that morning to do her hair and makeup for the first day back at school. Because obviously she had to look flawless to make a good first impression - everyone had to think Dom had a fabulous vacation and looked better than ever. That's just how she liked it.

She had her hair up in a purposely messy bun, light pink eyeshadow, lipgloss, and of course her signature outfit: a silky white shirt, blue skinny jeans, a pair of brown women's loafers and a grey coat. As classy and perfect as always, not a spot out of place.

Dom had packed her trunk the night before and had left it at the entrance of their house. So, after breakfast, the only thing she had to do was wait for everyone eagerly at the door. "Dominique, you always hurry so much. Ze train won't be at ze station for another hour and a half," her mother Fleur protested, coming across her daughter standing impatiently next to her stuff. Dom just smiled at her mother and took her by the shoulders - they were about the same height.

"Oh I know maman, but I'm just too excited! You know how much fun going to Hogwarts has always been for me,"
she answered. Dom's life practically revolved around her social life at Hogwarts, so being home was mostly pretty boring for her. She was an extrovert, she craved attention and always loved being around big crowds of people.

An hour and ten minutes later, the Weasley-Delacour family were standing in Platform 9 ΒΎ, parents ready to say goodbye to their children once again as they left for school. Dom hugged her mother and father tightly and yelled a quick 'au revoir' as she practically skipped her way across the station to look for her friends.

Not long after leaving her trunk on the right carriage, she took her cat Beau and made her way inside the train. Once inside, she got a text message from Rose about wanting help with her makeup for today. As if her day couldn't get any better, now Rosie had volunteered to let Dom give her a quick makeover! Oh, how the heavens loved her.

She hurried to look inside different compartments for Rose, until finally spotting her sitting inside one with a blue-haired Rhea. "Well, hello love! I'm here to save the day!" she called out, taking a seat next to Rose and just giving Rhea a smile of acknowledgement.