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8b58dec70625849 aka Angelique Rosewood is a 24 year old (DOB: January 1, 1994) half-blood witch living in Hogwarts. She wields a 14½" Cherry, Leprechaun Hair wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat. Her favorite Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and her favorite Harry Potter character is Luna Lovegood.

About Me
As the light shimmers through the tree, green eyes crack open to look upon the world. The child was special, or so the elders claimed and would be a sacrifice to the gods of the woods. Anialla, the child's mother mourned for her child for years, knowing that when she hit thirteen, her life would end. The girl, however, had other plans. "If I am to die, it will be because nature takes me on it's own. My blood will not spill this day." It was a daring statement, still, she followed her heart. The morning of the festivities. The day she was to die. Angelique disappeared silently into the woods. If nature desired her, then she would be taken as it saw fit.

She traveled the woods for months, and nature was kind to her. Her powers grew to great heights and soon, she was as one with the natural world. Cut off from civilization for so long, she grew lonely. The wolves, birds and deer were wonderful friends,but she needed human companionship. Those like her. And so she set out to travel, and here, she found Hogwarts. A place of mystical beings, and humans combined. Antiro, her faithful mustang stayed within the woods, ready at a moment to be called to rescue. It seemed it was time to start her new chapter. The chapter that she learns once more what civilized was. Something her Druid heritage would have frowned upon.


1. The state, quality, or fact of being innocent of a crime or offense.
2. Lack of guile or corruption; purity.


(of a person or action) showing a lack of experience, wisdom, or judgment.

Her truth revealed:
She was a Sign. A being stitched into the womb of a human woman to be born to her but was not human themselves. She was a Dryad. A creature of absolute balance and now, she knows.