1959: Life As A Princess - Princess Carabella Kathleen Marqueste aka Hermione Jane Granger
Sue #2!
For the next Sue, I was thinking of featuring the other story that entwined foreveR wrote. What do you think?
TITLE: Life As A Princess
PERPETRATOR: GryffindorHeir18
SUE-O-METER:
(bad)
FULL NAME: Princess Carabella Kathleen Marqueste aka Hermione Jane Granger
SPECIES: Princess/Witch
HAIR: not described
EYES: not described
MARKINGS: none described
POSSESSIONS: "I grabbed a pair of distressed jeans, I didn’t buy them that way, and a Paramore t-shirt to wear".
ORIGIN: "King James IV and Quean Kathleen II", their country/realm is unclear. She gets to go to Hogwarts, only if she uses an alias.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: I'm pretty sure Dumbledore is her grandfather. She Is going to be paired with Draco or Blaise.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: She can play the guitar and dance.
NOTES: Was it necessary to make Hermione a princess? Was it necessary to give her a completely different identity? Was it necessary to make her like Paramour?
SAMPLE:
Its not that I’m a disgrace or I didn’t listen actually I listened to everything he says, I do everything he tells me to do, and I never argued with him even though my older brothers did, but he still wasn’t happy with me. My dad though never knew that I didn’t want this life, he didn’t know that I listen to music, play the guitar, and dance which is my passion but to him that is something to be frowned upon. But that’s the truth which your right I tried so hard to please my dad but after a while I didn’t care anymore, because it wasn’t worth it and I stopped pleasing him. I got out of the bathtub and dried myself off; I grabbed a pair of distressed jeans, I didn’t buy them that way, and a Paramore t-shirt to wear.
When I went back into my room everything was picked up and my bed was made, the only thing that Helen never cleaned was my desk, because I always said how I liked the clutter on my desk the way it was. As I left my room I heard my little sister, MelRose cry. I walked in and picked her up to rock her and she quieted down. MelRose’s real name is Melissa Rose but we always called her MelRose for some reason, I think my mom would say she doesn’t need the lissa part. She fell back asleep in my arms so I put her back down in her crib, walking out of her room to go eat breakfast.
Some of my responsibilities were taking care of MelRose, it was so bad that when she said her first word a couple of months ago it was Momma, but it wasn’t to our mum she said it to me. My mum lets just say was furious, saying that it was my fault she said it to me, I still don’t get why it’s my fault that she doesn’t spend time with her daughter.
Anyways, when walking in a big castle I’ll tell you this, you may think you will never be lonely but that’s so not true because for me I’m always lonely. When I went into the kitchen someone was already there.
“Grandfather” I yelled running over and giving him a huge hug.
“Hello my Bella” he said.
“Why are you here” I asked.
“Carabella” my father started looking down at my clothing, and I knew he thought I was disobeying him. “He is here to discuss you going to Hogwarts since he told me you wrote him.”
I gulped knowing that my father was upset with me that I didn’t tell him that I was writing saying that I wished to go to Hogwarts. “Now James don’t be haste you know as well as I do why she did this.” My grandfather said with a twinkle in his eyes.
“But how can she go there when people are gonna be around her the whole time asking question after question” my father ranted on.
“Well I have a suggestion, how about we change her appearance,” my grandfather said.
My father thought this over very hard weighing all the possible ways; he then got up and walked around the room a couple times until he kneeled down in front of me “Carabella, you are eleven now and your mother and me already talked it over and if you want to go then as long as we change your appearance then you can go.”
“Thank you daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you” I said hugging him.
“Your name will be Hermione” he started yet again pulling away from my hug. “Jane Granger” he finished.
I nodded saying that I understood and that I would follow all these terms I was just glad that I was able to go to Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, I might be able to be an ordinary girl for once in my life.
A/N: Hey i was reading over this story one weekend and I decided to change it, its a little bit different in this chapter. but you definitley need to read the this one before you continue, or else you'll be confused in the next chapter. Also the Paramore shrit Bella is wearing that day is a band one of my faves if you don't listen to them you should.
For the next Sue, I was thinking of featuring the other story that entwined foreveR wrote. What do you think?
TITLE: Life As A Princess
PERPETRATOR: GryffindorHeir18
SUE-O-METER:
(bad)
FULL NAME: Princess Carabella Kathleen Marqueste aka Hermione Jane Granger
SPECIES: Princess/Witch
HAIR: not described
EYES: not described
MARKINGS: none described
POSSESSIONS: "I grabbed a pair of distressed jeans, I didn’t buy them that way, and a Paramore t-shirt to wear".
ORIGIN: "King James IV and Quean Kathleen II", their country/realm is unclear. She gets to go to Hogwarts, only if she uses an alias.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: I'm pretty sure Dumbledore is her grandfather. She Is going to be paired with Draco or Blaise.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: She can play the guitar and dance.
NOTES: Was it necessary to make Hermione a princess? Was it necessary to give her a completely different identity? Was it necessary to make her like Paramour?
SAMPLE:
Its not that I’m a disgrace or I didn’t listen actually I listened to everything he says, I do everything he tells me to do, and I never argued with him even though my older brothers did, but he still wasn’t happy with me. My dad though never knew that I didn’t want this life, he didn’t know that I listen to music, play the guitar, and dance which is my passion but to him that is something to be frowned upon. But that’s the truth which your right I tried so hard to please my dad but after a while I didn’t care anymore, because it wasn’t worth it and I stopped pleasing him. I got out of the bathtub and dried myself off; I grabbed a pair of distressed jeans, I didn’t buy them that way, and a Paramore t-shirt to wear.
When I went back into my room everything was picked up and my bed was made, the only thing that Helen never cleaned was my desk, because I always said how I liked the clutter on my desk the way it was. As I left my room I heard my little sister, MelRose cry. I walked in and picked her up to rock her and she quieted down. MelRose’s real name is Melissa Rose but we always called her MelRose for some reason, I think my mom would say she doesn’t need the lissa part. She fell back asleep in my arms so I put her back down in her crib, walking out of her room to go eat breakfast.
Some of my responsibilities were taking care of MelRose, it was so bad that when she said her first word a couple of months ago it was Momma, but it wasn’t to our mum she said it to me. My mum lets just say was furious, saying that it was my fault she said it to me, I still don’t get why it’s my fault that she doesn’t spend time with her daughter.
Anyways, when walking in a big castle I’ll tell you this, you may think you will never be lonely but that’s so not true because for me I’m always lonely. When I went into the kitchen someone was already there.
“Grandfather” I yelled running over and giving him a huge hug.
“Hello my Bella” he said.
“Why are you here” I asked.
“Carabella” my father started looking down at my clothing, and I knew he thought I was disobeying him. “He is here to discuss you going to Hogwarts since he told me you wrote him.”
I gulped knowing that my father was upset with me that I didn’t tell him that I was writing saying that I wished to go to Hogwarts. “Now James don’t be haste you know as well as I do why she did this.” My grandfather said with a twinkle in his eyes.
“But how can she go there when people are gonna be around her the whole time asking question after question” my father ranted on.
“Well I have a suggestion, how about we change her appearance,” my grandfather said.
My father thought this over very hard weighing all the possible ways; he then got up and walked around the room a couple times until he kneeled down in front of me “Carabella, you are eleven now and your mother and me already talked it over and if you want to go then as long as we change your appearance then you can go.”
“Thank you daddy, thank you, thank you, thank you” I said hugging him.
“Your name will be Hermione” he started yet again pulling away from my hug. “Jane Granger” he finished.
I nodded saying that I understood and that I would follow all these terms I was just glad that I was able to go to Hogwarts, and maybe, just maybe, I might be able to be an ordinary girl for once in my life.
A/N: Hey i was reading over this story one weekend and I decided to change it, its a little bit different in this chapter. but you definitley need to read the this one before you continue, or else you'll be confused in the next chapter. Also the Paramore shrit Bella is wearing that day is a band one of my faves if you don't listen to them you should.