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  Emmanuelle Axelle Forestier [House] Sixth Year This Character Belongs to Rabbitty

Emmanuelle Axelle Forestier is a sixth year [house] student at the International Academy of Magic, returned to school after dropping out of Beauxbâtons 4 years ago. History When Danielle Romilly fount out she was pregnant, it was completely out of the blue. She had had absolutely no idea, and it was not sometime she had expected, or particularly wanted. When she told her boyfriend Eugène Forestier, and his reaction was almost identical, at first. Danielle looked into adoption. But then they starting thinking…a little kid, their little kid…this could be fun, this might actually be a good thing. By the time little Emmanuelle was born, they could scarcely wait.

They raised her to the best of their ability, and did well, slightly spoiling her if anything. They didn't have much money, but showered her with attention. They took her everywhere with them when she was little, and once she was older, they sat down and helped her do her homework every night.

When Emmanuelle was 10, they moved from Orléans to Évreux. Emmanuelle hated this new place, but it didn't matter for long, as she soon got a letter, from a school called Beauxbâtons. At first they dismissed it as junk mail, but the next day a witch from the school came, and talked to them, explaining that their daughter was a witch. Danielle wouldn't stop hugging Emmanuelle, and Eugène kept repeating, "J'ai toujours su qu'elle était spéciale."

So Emmanuelle went off to the school. She met her new best friend Mailys, and for a while everything was perfect. Emmanuelle was magic, she was popular — something she had never wanted to be, but now that she was she liked it.

The schoolwork was hard, but she never minded — schoolwork would be hard no matter where she went to school, only here would she learn magic for all her hard work.

And then, like her mother before her, Emmanuelle was pregnant, unexpected, unwanted, and out of the blue. She was in her 6th year.

As soon as the rumor got out, everything that she once had at Beauxbâtons began to fall apart. She lost her friends, her grades plunged, and then she got called into the headmistress's office, and was told that they could not have a infant at school. Emmanuelle didn't wait, and left 4 days later.

She couldn't bare the thought of returning home and telling her parents everything, so Emmanuelle deiced she had to go somewhere else. Then it came to her: Québec. A land of trees, rivers, bagged milk, and maple syrup, plus they spoke French! So with that slightly romanticized idea of what Canada would be like, she got a ticket and left.

<font face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#00001A" size="2">When she got to Montréal, Emmanuelle soon learned it wasn't quite as perfect as she had anticipated. But she got a job waiting tables, and a tiny apartment. When what would have been the end of the term at Beauxbâtons came, she wrote to her parents, explaining everything that had happened, at that she hadn't been at Beauxbâtons for months, and would not be coming back. They were angry and shocked that she's been in Canada for months and that they hadn't even know she left school or got pregnant, but they figured that pushing would do more harm than good, so they let her be.

<font face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#00001A" size="2">That summer, her son Luc Côme Forestier was born. Using every bit of money she'd save from her job, she bought a Time-Turner, and used it to double her day so she could take care of Luc and work. And for years, she plowed on that way, living double-days. And when he was finally old enough to start préscolaire, she could start living normal days again. And after a year of that, she was able to go back to school, so she doesn't have to be a waitress forever. <div style="font-size:140%; font-family:'Monotype Corsiva'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #9EB5FF; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Personality <font face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#00001A" size="2">The 16-year-old girl who left Beauxbâtons — hardworking but carefree and irresponsible — is gone. The reality of the world has smashed that — spending all day taking care of her son Luc, and then turning time back and spending the day again, waiting tables. But she's also also more grounded now, sensible, dependable. But her younger self still shines through, bubbly with a wicked sense of humor, the person who'd happily cut class to get drunk. <div style="font-size:140%; font-family:'Monotype Corsiva'; text-shadow: 2px 2px #9EB5FF; padding:3px; -moz-border-radius:3ex; border-radius:3ex;">Appearance <font face="Monotype Corsiva" color="#00001A" size="2">Emmanuelle now is almost unrecognizable to the person she was two years ago. Her exhaustion is almost completely gone — she used to work double days, and in comparison her current life isn't tiring by any means. Her hair hangs around her shoulders, a dark-blond light-brown color. Her eyes are grey — bright, snappy grey now, not the dull grey of two years ago.