Madame Rosamonde DeBois -39 - Veela - Deputy Head Mistress

[Madame DeBois]

Character's Full Name: Rosamonde Debois
Age / Birthdate: 39 / December 14th, 1956
Full or Half Veela: Full
Relative(s) with Veela traits: Mother
Current Profession, if any: Deputy Head & Potions Mistress at Académie de Magie Beauxbâtons

Parents: Magical
Father: Séraphin Debois
Mother: Gigi Debois née Durand


Unusually for a Veela in Rosamonde’s family their hair is darker varying between rich chestnut brown with hints of natural gold, to rich black with a hint of silvery sheen. For Rosamonde she has inherited the rich chestnut brown coloured hair, in the summer when the sun hits it glimmers as if it’s gold giving her a serene appearance. It’s just a shame she can ruin it by sticking her small pointy nose up in the air.

She has beautiful oval shaped eyes and green eyes not the expected pale blue as with most other Veela. A slender figure, with pale coloured skin, and stand’s at a respectable 5 ft 8 inches, which she considers a perfect height.

If Rosamonde was to show her true colours, her bird self she would easily be mistaken for a cross between a hawk and a Raven. The latter suiting her personality rather nicely.


Naturally her Veela blood is at the core of what makes Rosamonde who she is. Is she apologetic for this? Of course not. Why should she be apologetic for what she is, what her maternal line of her family are too. She may not be patriotic for the country she was born in but Rosamonde is fiercely proud (and smug) about being a Veela.

She is haughty, stuck up, cold, and every other lovely personality trait that most people either roll their eyes at, or do their best to ignore. Though you can’t really ignore her, women naturally detest her or if they are a student aren’t particularly happy being taught by her. For the men well different kettle of fish, most don’t tend to notice her detestable personality traits at first, some and there are some that aren’t naturally entranced or enthralled by the Veela race and get to see Rosamonde for what she is. This isn’t something she often comes across and when she does it certainly knocks her off her perch.


Rosamonde being born in the winter of 1956 in Cléry-Saint-André, was simply put the best timing in the world as it would come to suit her personality perfectly. It was perhaps not so perfect to her mother at the time, who had to endure the indignity of having her waters break whilst out walking in the snow. That issue aside her parents were thrilled to welcome her into the world, her mother especially as she hoped and wished that her little girl was going to follow in her mother’s footsteps. Her father because let’s not forget he played his part was equally delighted as he had a little girl whom he could dote on and spoil rotten. No wonder she turned out the way she did.

Naturally as the years passed the traits of her Veela nature shone forth at around the same time if not earlier than when she showed her magical prowess. It was probably just as well she wasn’t unleashed on the world and attending public school, not that her mother would have allowed such a thing to occur, lord no it was private tutors or nothing else. It was perhaps not entirely down to her mother being a snob about public schooling but perhaps deep down knowing it was going to cause issues that no muggle could deal with a young Veela whose just dealing with magic...

Then the best thing occurred for Rosamonde her real taste of the magical world and of course other children her age, she was of course to attend the prestigious Beauxbatons Academy. She couldn’t wait she had been longing for this moment for so long. The moment she learnt of it from her parents she was itching to go, she had long since grown bored by her silly tutors who were equally tired of her. She wanted to show the world or rather tell the world about who she was, and what she capable of. Didn’t she just do it but of course in style?

She certainly showed her peers who was boss by selecting her friends carefully, and toying with the boys as she got older when she realised just how much her ‘charm’ could get her. Annoyingly for anyone that knew her she wasn’t just about the looks, she was actually rather bright. Not at all subjects mind you, but she learned quickly the ones she was going to focus on and dropping the others by the way side. One subject she learned to adore and was going to shape her future was potions. She loved the control over the ingredient’s and what she could produce.

Of course all good things come to an end, Rosamonde had graduated, but she did something or rather had decided something that had astonished everyone she knew including her peers. She had decided she wasn’t leaving Beauxbatons not because she feared what lay beyond the school but rather she had concluded she wanted to be the Potions’ Mistress and she was therefore going to stay on as a teacher’s assistant. Her mother had to lie down for a week after that. Her father thought it was a passing fancy, but it didn’t pass and she stuck to her guns. Really she hadn’t looked back. On her eighteenth birthday whilst others had left the school back in July she found herself back at Beauxbatons, it was best decision she made. The feeling of being in a position of power over the students, a lesser power of course being as she was only an assistant, she loved.

It wasn’t the only thing she did with her life whilst she became part of the staff. She continued to toy with the boys, and even got engaged more than once, that’s what the summer was for. Travelled and at one stage to broaden her potion ability at the request of her mentor worked in a hospital for a couple of summers, but she soon dropped that the noise got to her. She even purchased a rather smashing apartment in Paris. The years ticked by and on the eve of her tenth year working at the school she was offered the position of Potions’ Mistress, she might have only been in her late twenties at the time but she bloody well worked for it and Rosamonde was the happiest she had ever been, finally.

That’s where it stands today, Potion’s mistress during the terms, and heart breaker over the summer, or rather heart stomper. She has no intentions of settling down. Of course it should be noted that she actually got given the honour of becoming Deputy Head Mistress shortly after her thirty-sixth birthday. Some still wonder how she got that gig.

Interests/Hobbies: Grooming herself, toying with the opposite sex for amusement, potion brewing and generally putting students in their rightful place.