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Name: Susan Bones
Wand: Willow and Unicorn hair, 8 ½ inches
Patronus: Cardinal
Height: 5’ 7”
Weight: 130 pounds
Hair: Long, brown hair often worn in a plait down her back
Eyes: blue
Hand: Right
Age: 18

Bio: It’s been some time since I’ve been in the Wizarding world at large. It seems strange and wonderful and frightening and exciting all at the same time to be out in the world on my own. You see, for the last eighteen months, ever since Dumbledore’s death really, I’ve been forced to become a recluse. So many horrible things have happened to my family that my parents wanted to keep me close by so that nothing could happen to me: first, my uncle and his family as well as my grandparents were killed by Death Eaters in the first war, a tragedy that all the Wizarding world knows about; and then in the second, my Auntie Amelia was murdered rather nastily by the same group just after my fifth year at Hogwarts. I think you can understand why my parents became paranoid and wouldn’t let me go back to school for my seventh year. Not only were they worried about my safety, they were understandably worried about the quality of my education with so many changes in the staffing of the school. Therefore, they talked me into staying home and preparing for my NEWTs with a private tutor.

Mr. Montgomerie was a funny old man in his sixties. He was short and balding with a thick Scottish accent, but very quick-witted and extremely knowledgeable in all areas of education. He had a natural love of learning, both educational and musical, that he passed on to me during our endless hours together. I learned many things beyond what was required for my NEWTs, including how to translate the subtle nuances of written musical phrases into beautiful music. I actually think that our time at the piano is what saved me from going completely mental when my only contact with the outside world was a few letters from my fellow Hufflepuffs Hannah Abbott, Meagan Jones, Wayne Hopkins and Justin Finch-Fletchley each month.

One afternoon close to the conclusion of the war, Mr. Montgomerie asked me what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. I really hadn’t thought much about what I’d do after the war because I was sequestered in my parents’ home and it was a family given that I would remain there until all was said and done. His question took me completely by surprise and I admit I sputtered out some lame answer having to do with getting married and settling down to have babies of my own. He just shook his head and reminded me that I hadn’t had a letter from Justin in ages and that my parents considered our quasi-engagement non-existent since he took off for parts unknown. What I told him next has changed my life.

I had always dreamed of helping young children ready themselves for Hogwarts. As a first year, many of my fellow Hufflepuffs struggled with writing essays and taking notes and doing even simple calculations. The most successful were those with Muggle schooling for they could read and write and compute more easily than those of us how were home schooled. Not only that, many of us first years were coping with the dynamics of a much larger group than the few members of our nuclear families. I think that we all would have benefited from some small group tutoring sessions prior to our being tumbled into our classes at Hogwarts.

And that’s just what I told Mr. Montgomerie. Somehow these memories suddenly translated themselves into contacts in Diagon Alley who found me my “shop”, two used pianos, enough furniture and Ministry-approved text books to make up one large and one small tutoring room each, and enough gold to get me started advertising my services for three months. Since Harry Potter defeated Voldemort a lot has happened in quick succession and now I’m about to start a venture that my father thinks I will fail at in six months. I want to prove him wrong and make my business work...

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