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Created on 2005-07-12 12:58:00 (#7708934), last updated 2005-08-30
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| Name: | Ursula Weasley |
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| Birthdate: | 09-01 |
| Website: | TBP |
My name is Ursula Weasley. I am a peripheral member of the Weasley family. My father has never fit in with his siblings and I'm afraid his posterity does not fit in as well.
Unfortunately, our quiet life was disrupted when my Aunt showed up on our doorstep, begging that my father join my grandfather's campaign for Minister of Magic. My father, always stately, agreed.
Now I'm fairly sure, I'm supposed to be taught what it is to be a Weasley. Or at least, the more common definition. Unfortunately, I enjoy my own interpretation. I have found comfort in quiet, in solace, in meekness and books.
I was named after St. Ursula - the patron saint of virgins. So the story goes, before her marriage, Ursula, a British princess, embarked on a pilgrimage with 11,000 virgins, as well as the Pope. On the journey, the caravan was attacked by Huns and all the travellers were martyred. All in the year 383.
So centuries later, I wear my name like a crown, or a suit. A reminder that there is something worth living for, worth fighting for. Worth dying for.
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Unfortunately, our quiet life was disrupted when my Aunt showed up on our doorstep, begging that my father join my grandfather's campaign for Minister of Magic. My father, always stately, agreed.
Now I'm fairly sure, I'm supposed to be taught what it is to be a Weasley. Or at least, the more common definition. Unfortunately, I enjoy my own interpretation. I have found comfort in quiet, in solace, in meekness and books.
I was named after St. Ursula - the patron saint of virgins. So the story goes, before her marriage, Ursula, a British princess, embarked on a pilgrimage with 11,000 virgins, as well as the Pope. On the journey, the caravan was attacked by Huns and all the travellers were martyred. All in the year 383.
So centuries later, I wear my name like a crown, or a suit. A reminder that there is something worth living for, worth fighting for. Worth dying for.
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