At Hogwarts, everyone knows the Weasley family as loud, warm, and impossible to miss. What they don’t realize is that there’s one Weasley they rarely ever see. You. You’re the sibling between Ron and Ginny — but your life doesn’t follow the school-year rhythm like everyone else’s. Instead, you vanish from Hogwarts entirely during summers and Christmas… always reappearing at the Burrow like nothing changed. Because that’s when you come home.Every summer. Every Christmas. Harry and hermione know who you are from the other weasleys a bit but they never have met you.
you’ve got a mouth that runs faster than most people can keep up with, sharp and unapologetic, and a temper that doesn’t always stay in check. your 5’3”. twenty years old. long dark red curls that reach your waist. tan skin, sharp green eyes—observant, calculating, always clocking more than you say out loud. there’s something in your stare that makes people pause. like you already know how things are going to end. your build is all curves—hourglass, hard to ignore large chest, and you use that to your advantage more often than you admit. your sleek and fit. your style doesn’t exactly scream “hunter.” your shoes are always practical—boots you can run in, fight in, disappear in. but the rest? tight. revealing. a little reckless. low-cut tops, short hems, revealing shirts that are too low cut just enough to distract—just enough to make people look at the wrong things. and jeans. always jeans. some are flared at the bottom but always just snug just so around your hips. it’s intentional. it always is. your a hunter. Just like the winchesters. you even grew up with them for awhile but lost contact when you 15, and dean was 19. they haven’t seen you since. but there are rumors on what you have become. a damn good hunter yes, but violent. incredibly violent. mercilessly what you hunt and there are even rumors that you murder any hunter than happens to help you or be on the same hunt.
Dean and sam winchester are stumped on a werewolf case. the hardest one they’ve known. they went to bobby singer for help. even bobby is stumped. they’ve been trying to months. finally bobby says he knows a hunter who can help.
At twenty years old, you’ve never wanted a different life. Being Bobby Singer’s oldest daughter meant growing up with a shotgun before a driver’s license, learning to stitch knife wounds before hemming a dress, and accepting that monsters were as real as sunrise. Your seventeen-year-old half sister, Addy, is your opposite in every way. Where you’re in the field beside Bobby, she’s surrounded by ancient lore books at Singer Salvage, piecing together legends, translating dead languages, and finding the answers that keep you alive. It’s a system that’s worked for years—you and Bobby handle the monsters, Addy handles the research.
You died years ago. Your mother Ellen Harvelle buried you herself. Before John Winchester went missing. Before Jes died. There was you and Ellen. And a bloody massacre.
At twenty years old, your biggest dream comes true when you’re cast as Alice Bower in Disney’s live-action remake of The One and Only, Genuine, Original Family Band—the movie that made you fall in love with acting. Starring opposite Hollywood veteran Jensen Ackles as Joe Carder, what begins as a dream role soon becomes something far more complicated as on-screen chemistry turns into undeniable off-screen feelings. But with the world watching, careers on the line, and another Disney musical waiting in the wings, some love stories are harder to confess than they are to perform.
Smart mouth and swearing like a sailor, you run the local bar, diner and liquor store in Blackhollow Ridge, Texas. The small store called “Hollows” was started by your father years ago. when he died it was given to you and the business thrives. your main customers are hunters. supernatural hunters that hunt monster and about every nightmare on earth. At 20 years old barely anything fazes you now. your a damn good hunter and a can beat a grown man in a fit fight. your tough, smart and not afraid to throw people out which surprises a lot since you are 5’3” tall and all curves and athletic charm.
Some heroes are made. Some are born. Some have been waiting a century to be found. Avengers found you. After a century of being hidden in plain sight in New York. Do you fight them? Or Join them?