audition for Tuesday Harold Linwood [RAB]

{Tuesday Harold Linwood}
Blood Status:{Muggle Born}
Age:{16}
House:{Hufflepuff}
Relationship status:{Single}
Bio:{Tuesday didn’t really want to be a Hufflepuff, and many would gladly agree that she belongs somewhere else. She can be full of herself, and her only interest in other people is if they benefit her. She makes an excellent seeker, though; as she does her own thing, and tries her hardest to make sure no one takes what she wants. But there has to be something about her that belongs to Hufflepuff, because the sorting hat is never wrong. Now everyone just needs to figure out exactly what that is.}
Quidditch position:{Seeker}
Model:{Rosie Tupper}
Taken by:{Open}
 
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I sat outside Platform 9 3/4, watching the little first and second years try to act tough, like they were just as cool as the sixth and seventh years.
I grinned at the sight of one girl who reminded me of myself, back when my dad was still alive and my mum wasn't completely ignoring me for her new fancy lifestyle as a rich widow.
I shook my head, lighting up a cigarette. Smoking was a habit I'd picked up over the summer, a way of rebelling against my mum, I suppose. I checked my watch, realising that the red train would leave without me if I didn't hurry up.
Behind me, I heard the pattering feet of another person, also late. I turned around to find a little fourth-year, gasping and dragging a trolley behind her.
"Are we going to be late?" She asked, extremely concerned.
"Not under my watch," I said smiling, "What house are you?"
"Hufflepuff.. don't make any remarks, I know."
"I won't be making any, I've heard them all... we Hufflepuffs are underrated."
She smiled. "I'm Bethany."
"Tuesday, let's go through before this bloody thing closes on us."
We pushed our trolleys through and made it onto the platform, just minutes before the train's departure. One of the first years' dads thought we looked like we needed help, so he put our trunks onto the train and scolded us for being late.
I rolled my eyes and Bethany grinned.
"Thank you much, sir." I said, mockingly saluting him.
With that, Bethany and I got onto the train and burst into laughter.
 
I can tell it's going to be a good year.
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