WEAVER, Maggie Jean

maggie jean weaver

HISTORY

Mother: Jean Weaver, half-blood, deceased
Father: Bram Malyen Weaver, Gryffindor Alumni, pureblood
Siblings: None
Partners: None, too focused on school to worry about romance.
Others: Grandparents, but they don't really see them that often.
Boggart: Losing her dad. It would crush her.
Mirror of Erised: Her mum embracing her and singing a lullaby.
Patronus: Maggie has no patronus (although unfortunately it would be a dragon) and can't even think of what her happiest memory might be. All her happy memories of her mother are tainted by her mother's passing, and all her happy memories with her father all have the lingering question of 'would mum have been here for this?'. The closest she has to a happy memory is getting on a horse again and realising that she is more powerful than she realised. She has plenty of moments of happiness, she's like a regular kid, apologies, young adult, really, but nothing strong enough to create a patronus. 

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Maggie Jean Weaver was the one and only child of Bram and Jean Weaver. She was the apple of their eye and a happy child with more than she could ever want in life. Her parents doted on her and taught her core values that she’s carried with her all through her years at Hogwarts. She’s a courageous thing and it’s no wonder after what she went through. A dragon, so incredibly uncommon that they’re often believed to be extinct in the UK, flew over her and her mother while they were out riding horses one day. A simple ride, a ride they had taken many, many times before, turned into tragedy. Maggie remembers screaming for her mother, she remembers someone other than her father comforting her, she remembers the funeral and she remembers being so incredibly broken, that even at the age of eight, she couldn’t understand how she could possibly carry on living. Her mother and her father had been her world and now half of that world was just gone. One day she was riding with her mother, the next she was gone. Silence. Dead silence is the only way the Maggie can even begin to describe how she feels about what happened. Even with her father, Maggie felt alone and empty. She was lost. She had no idea who she was any more.

It took Maggie quite some time to get back on a horse again. She knew it wasn’t the horses fault what had happened, but she had become weary. Maggie remembers climbing on for the first time after the incident, she was ten, and she wanted to get off. She so desperately wanted to be done, but that look in her father’s eye, that proud moment kept her on that horse and she was so glad it did. She found her love of riding again and became determined to be in control. The only way to get through fear and anxiety was to smash through it, to do what she feared.

When Maggie went to Hogwarts she was sorted into Gryffindor, just like her father had been. Hogwarts was a lot, lot more energetic and noisy than what she was used to at home but she adapted well. She was a bit of a wallflower from time to time, keeping a small group of friends but many acquaintances, and she focused on her school work, wanting to become a Healer she kept on with all the core subjects and this year, in her seventh year, she’s studying for her N.E.W.Ts. She’s certain she’ll get top grades, she’s worked hard and tried her absolute best, and she’s certain that there’s absolutely nothing that can stop her from getting a place at Saint Mungo’s.

OOC

Play By: Lorde
Your Alias: Coco
Pronouns: You know 'em!
Age: It's my birthdaaaaaaaay! Happy birthday, meeee!
Other Characters: So many it's ridiculous!
Where did you find us: In my birthday cake! Nom nom!