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CadyMarieHawthorne

The Muggle-Born Slytherin
Just the outcast looking for her place.

Cady Marie Hawthorne, had been sitting in the common room of the Slytherin dormitories. She never really liked it here. It was underwater, and very gloomy. Plus she never felt like she belonged, because she didn't. Cady was a muggle born, and a Slytherin, which was very unlikely, if you were sorted into Slytherin. But the sorting hat never lies. So here Cady was, hated by everyone in the school. Here mousemates, and all the other houses in Hogwarts, because Slytherins were despised by all. Cady didn't like being a Slytherin. She would have much rather been a Gryffindor, or Ravenclaw. She was courageous, and smart. Both qualities of those houses. But she had always been sneaking, and she had a mean streak for a while.

The raven-haired beauty with grey-blue eyes looked up at the fire across from her. It was never warm and inviting. A sound caught her attention as a group of her fellow Slytherins walked into the room. In walked Ms. High-and-Mighty herself, Pansy Parkinson. Cady turned her attention back to her potions homework. Snape had given the sixth years a three page assignment, on how to make remedies for certain poisons, and it was excruciating. Snape, along with her fellow Slytherins, hated her as well. "Well if it isn't the mud-blood." Pansy drawled. And her goons laughed. Cady scowled. She turned back to her paper, and tried her best to ignore Pansy and her croans.

Dipping her quill back into her ink, she made a move to go back to writing her essay, when Pansy came up to her, followed by Blaise Zabini, and a few other Slytherin girls. "What we're not good enough to talk to? When you're the mudblood." The other girl sneered. Cady cringed. She didn't like being called mudblood, and other terms like it. Especially from someone like Pansy. "Don't you have someone else to go and bother?" She replied snidely. The girl had a tongue and wit about her. She didn't take things like this from people. There was another reason no one in Slytherin liked her, because she stood up for herself. Pansy and her followers looked astonished, and then the look was wiped right off Pansy's face, as the girl retaliated. "Not when there's a lowly mudblood like yourself."

That was it. That was all Cady could take of this evil girl. Grabbing her books, quill, and ink, she made a beeline across the common room. She could only take so much before she couldn't handle it anymore. Cady needed to be alone, somewhere where she could breathe, and be at peace. She reached the door to the dungeons, and moved the heavy door open. Her hair was falling in her face, and tears were brimming her eyes. She was too flustered and wanted to get out of there as fast as she could she didn't notice the person standing in front of her. Barreling along, Cady ran straight into the person, and knocked them down. "Oh Merlin's pants. I'm so sorry." She said. Cady looked up to see exactly who it was she had crashed into, and was now laying upon. Cady's face turned a bright red as she stared at the white-blonde haired boy who was Draco Malfoy.

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Miss Aspiring Actress
Cady Marie Stanton
Female
fifteen
tenth
dramatic; sweet; emphatic
Mediumvioletred; Thistle; Palevioletred
LiLdRoPoFsUnShInE
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Ceℓena "ℓena" Hoℓms

I know it's hard to take courage in a world full of people, and the darkness inside can make you feel so small

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But I see your true colors shining through. I see your true colors, and that's why I love you.

Celena Leigh Hanson-Holms, or Lena as she liked to be called had woken up to a grumpy, hung-over husband, who didn't treat her as well as he should, and two screaming, bubbly, excited girls. She loved her husband, but he was half the man he used to be, when they had gotten married. Lena loved her kids, they were her whole world. But she felt guilty. As much as she didn't like to acknowledge that fact, or espress this emotion, she did. Lena and her best friend, Maddi had spent many a girls night talking about Aaron and how he wasn't good for her, or Gilly and Kyler. But Lena still couldn't let go of this marriage. She had made a promise to Aaron to stay together through good times and bad times. So how could she give up on him now? Lena also knew that both Aaron and Maddi hated each other. She could understand how they didn't like each other. Lena knew Maddi's opinion of Aaron, and she also knew Aaron's opinion of Maddi.

She stood at her closet, trying to pick out an outfit that would look good on her. But after two kids, you didn't look like the teenager you once were. Then it caught her eye. A grey and gold dress, which she hadn't worn in years. Lena needed a change, and she felt that this was the dress to do it in. The red head skipped to her bedroom, and prayed that the dress would still fit. There must be a god up in heaven, because miraculously, the dress still fit. And it accentuated her body in all the right places. Satisfied, Lena put on a little cover up, and some rosy pink lip gloss, and her purse. Walking out in the front hall, her girls ran up to her and she hugged and kissed them. Then Aaron, with 5 o'clock shadow, came up behind them, a grimace on his face. "Do you really have to go?" He asked. Lena sighed. "I promised Maddi I would go with her. I can't break a promise, now can I?" She asked. "I guess not." He said. Lena went over and hugged him, and gave him a slight peck on the cheek. But he ducked out of the way from her. Lena didn't let this bother her, not one bit. She smiled, gave her girls one last kiss, waved goodbye and walked the short distance from their small home to Maddi's.

It didn't take her long to get to Maddi's. Lena raised her fist, and knocked on the door. She heard Maddi's voice, telling her the door was open and she was in the studio. Lena set her purse down in the front entryway, and made her way to her friends studio. She sighed and smiled at the sight of her friend with paint all over her. Maddi told her she liked her outfit, and it looked flirty. "Thanks." She said as she stepped back and admired her friends painting. "I haven't worn this in years, before Gilly was born. And you replica is amazing. All your work is, Maddi." Lena sighed, she knew that eventually Maddi was going to bring up Aaron and how she should leave him. But she wasn't ready to do that... not yet anyways. And today was all about celebrating the witches of Eastwick. And afterwards, they would be coming back to Maddi's to have some thing to eat, and some girl talk. "Are you ready to go?" She asked, laughing at her friends appearance.

Lena grabbed a towel Maddi had laying around, and dipped it into some water. Then very carefully she wiped Maddi's face with the towel, and got the entirety of the paint off of it. Once she was done, Lena set the towel down and looked at her friend. She smiled. "Sorry, couldn't resist." She said. Which was true. Ever since Lena had become a mother, and a nurse, she couldn't resist not helping someone in need, or mothering someone. Sometimes, Lena felt like she wasn't just Maddi's friend, but also kind of like the woman's mother, or helper. Lena knew some of what had gone on in Maddi's past with her foster parents, not much but enough to know that she had been very unloved as a child. Lena didn't feel bad or pity Maddi. She helped her friend as much as she could. "Is this the outfit you want to wear, or would you like to change into something else." She asked her friend. There was something that Lena was forgetting, it was on the tip of her tongue. She just couldn't put her finger on it. Maybe something would jog her memory about it later.

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❝QuinnRenee Fabray ❞

❝ Together We stand with youby my side I will fight and defend ❞

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≫ They named me Quinn Renee Fabray

≫ They tend to call me Quinn or Q

≫ I was born on April Fifteenth

≫ The candles on my cake counted Seventeen

≫ By looking at me you can tell I'm Female

≫ My heart beats for Boy 1

≫ My role in life is to be The Pregnant Beauty

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≫ I tend to act like so I used to be a very narcissitic person, who was obsessed with her image, and reputation. Now that I have a little girl growing inside of me, that's not so much me anymore. Now I am very optimistic and hopeful. I am sweet and caring. I am more of a team player. I can be very nice, and I am definitely loyal. But I do have a temper, especially if you hurt me, or one of my fellow glee members.

≫ There is a story behind this face and it goes like this I was born to two very highly up people. They were also very strict Christians, and taught me to be the same way. I had one older sister who I loved very much. We were a very tight knit family. We went to church every Sunday, sometimes more, and always on holidays. My parents raised me to always be the best in everything. Mom was proud of me and my sister. She quickly saw the raw talent I had, and put me in gymnastics classes, where they sculpted me for being a Cheerio.

Then high school came along. I was the top dog, or more so, the Queen Bee, with Santanna and Brittney as my followers. I had a great boyfriend, at the time, Finn, the high school quarterback. We were the perfect couple. The head cheerleader, and the quarterback. But then Glee had to come alone. But I'm not so bitter about Glee anymore, I actually kind of like it now. But anyways, back to the story. So Finn joined Glee, and he started spending too much time with Rachel Berry. So I joined Glee to keep an eye on Finn and spy for Ms. Sylvester. I also slept with Noah Puckerman, because I felt bad about myself.

After a while I discovered I was pregnant. I lied to Finn saying the baby was his, because I didn't think Puck would be a good dad. But I also began to realize I like Glee as well. So just before Sectionals word got out to everyone that the baby's was Puck's. And I decided I was going to be alone. And now we have gotten new members to the club, and are working for Regionals! And I am six months pregnant.

≫ I cherish this with my heart My Baby
Boy Number 1
Glee
Having Friends
Singing
Dancing
Being Skinny
Laughing

≫ I could possibly live without this in my life Being Alone
Being Made Fun Of
Not Being Taken Care of
Smell of Coffe
Being Fat
Conflicts
Losing


≫ I'll scream or drop dead if this is even here Losing My Baby
Losing Love
Not Being Good Enough

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≫ This song is all I need Keep Holding On- Glee Cast
No Air- Glee Cast
Somebody To Love- Glee Cast


≫ Color my world with Pale Violet Red and Medium Violet Red


≫ You make me react to such troubles LiLdRoPoFsUnShInE

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Damen Chesterfield

I don't know why I instigate and say what I don't mean,I don't know how I got this way, I'll never be alright so I'm breaking the habit tonight.

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Breaking The Habit

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QuinnMarieFabray

Quinn sat in the chair of her little apartment. She opened her eyes. It was time for Glee practice. Quinn was looking forward to it. The baby girl growing inside of her kicked, and she looked down, as she felt the little foot kicking her. Quinn laughed. She was excited for her baby. It had been a little while since she had made the decision she was keeping her baby herself, and doing this alone. At that time, she had gotten a job, at the local resturant to help pay for everything the baby would need. Quinn stood up and made her way into the little bedroom, and the small bathroom. There she brushed her teeth, and did her hair. Next she went to her dresser drawer and pulled out some clothes. Quinn was thankful for Jenna, and Kurt, and the rest of the Glee Club. Kurt and Jenna had gone to the store and picked out some cute maternity clothes that didn't make her look like a whale. Quinn wasn't sure she deserved Jenna's help and support, as well as her friendship, but she was grateful for it none-the-less.

And then there was Jonah. He knew how to treat her right, and he was always there being optimistic and cheerful. Jonah listened to her, and knew exactly what she needed. Plus he didn't care that she was as big as a house. And she really needed that right now. Quinn struggled to get her clothes on, but once she had, she was ready to go to school. Quinn didn't know what songs to sing for regionals. Mr. Shuester and Ms. Pillsbury were giving them quite a bit of say in what they would be performing. After everything that had happened at Sectionals, they were going to take Regionals by storm. Quinn was looking forward to Glee today to see Jenna, her best friend. She had been learning alot from all of the Glee members, and she saw a change in herself for the better. Quinn didn't even miss the Cheerios anymore.

Grabbing her car keys, and her purse and everything else she needed, Quinn slipped her slippers on, which were the only shoes big enough to fit her swollen feet. Making her way to her car, she made sure she didn't step on any ice, and tried to stay on her feet. Quinn didn't want to slip and fall and hurt the baby. The car warmed up soon enough, and she was well on her way. Quinn switched the radio on, and listened to some christmas music. It was Santa Baby. Soon she started humming along, but then Quinn began to sing along with the radio. She had to be careful on the slippery roads, because she didn't want to get into an accident. Seeing as how her parents had disowned her, and she had moved out of Finn's house, Quinn would have no one to pay for her car or hospital bills. She turned her blinker on, and turned into the parking lot of the school.

Pulling into a parking space, Quinn shut the car off, grabbed her things, and got out of the car. Shutting the door, she locked the car, and made her way into the school. It was odd being here at school on break. But Quinn was glad to be here. She made her way to the Glee room, and spotted some teachers along the way. Quinn just smiled and continued on. She just made it to the door of the room, and her mood immediately brightened up. There was Jonah and Jenna. The blonde made her way over to them, and smiled. Quinn grabbed Jonah's hand, and squeezed it. Just being here with him made her feel more at ease. "Hey guys. Sorry I'm a little late. Anything new happen?" She asked. Quinn wondered where Puck was, he was normally with Jenna. But then she kicked herself mentally. She still felt guilty after all the lying she had done to everyone she had cared for. And Quinn definitely didn't deserve Jonah or Jenna.

Puck still offered to help support her and the baby. And she felt guilty that she had told Puck that she wanted to go through this alone, and then as soon as Jonah came along, she was willing to let him in. It still hurt Quinn too much to be around Puck. That was the main reason that she wasn't letting him help her. If she had didn't have Jonah, Quinn didn't know what she would do. She felt like her forehead was starting to wrinkle, and so put on a happy face and looked at Jenna. "Have you had any ideas for songs for us to do for Regionals?" She asked. Quinn had been thinking about it, and she had a few suggestions. But she was going to hold back for now and give some of the new members a chance to have the spotlight.

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Artie James Abrahms|| Male|| Seventeen|| Sweet; Charming; Soulful|| Royal Blue; Light Sea Green|| LiLdRoPoFsUnShInE|| Reserved || Model : Kevin McHale|| Samples

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❝ArtieJames Abrahms ❞

❝ If I Had the World To Dance, and I'm Dancin' With Myself ❞

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≫ They named me Arthur James Abrahms

≫ They tend to call me Artie

≫ I was born on January 14th

≫ The candles on my cake counted seventeen

≫ By looking at me you can tell I'm Male

≫ My heart beats for Franklyn

≫ My role in life is to be The Singing Parapalegic

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≫ I tend to act like so I am a dork. I am nerdy and intelligent, and love it. I am very polite and kind. I tend to take people's wants and wishes into consideration before mine. I am understanding and caring. I will always help you out. I am soulful, especially when I sing. I am goofy, and always try and make people laugh. I am very trusting and loyal. But when you break my trust, it's very hard to get it back. But I eventually forgive you. It just takes me a while, I've been hurt and made fun of, too many times.

≫ There is a story behind this face and it goes like this I was born to James, and Claire Abrahms. Their only son, with, two older sisters, Elizabeth and Jaimie. We were a happy family. The perfect family. Nothing ever went wrong. We were very close, and always had game nights on the weekends. My favorite is Scrabble. My parents taught me to have high morals and values, and never look down upon anyone. They also taught me to be charitable, and to always help those in need.

But then the accident happened. It was me and my mom in the car. A drunk driver. He ran the red light, and smashed into my side of the car. My mom was fine. But me, not so much. I've been in the car ever since. I got used to things, being different. Never being like any of the other kids. It hurt, but I tried to keep things as normal as possible. And now, I've found Glee Club. It has opened my eyes to other peoples problems. It's my support group. People I can relate to.

≫ I cherish this with my heart Music
Franklyn
The Guitar
Glee Club
Friends
Family
Sincere People
Giving

≫ I could possibly live without this in my life Liars
Mean People
Being Unaccepted
Being Treated Differently, (Special)
Snobby People
Being tipped over in a port-a-potty
Being Slushied


≫ I'll scream or drop dead if this is even here Not Being Loved
Never Finding Happiness
Being a Lima-Loser

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≫ This song is all I need Dancin' With Myself- Glee Cast
Proud Mary- Glee Cast
Lean On Me- Glee Cast


≫ Color my world with Royal Blue, and Light Sea Green


≫ You make me react to such troubles LiLdRoPoFsUnShInE

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What You NEED Should Know
My parents named me...

Elora Julianna Pendragon

You may Call Me...

Elora, or Lora, if you are close to me.

From My Birth I Have Been...

Female

These Are The Years I've Lived

sixteen

And It Started Here

March 15th

I Can't Deny The Attraction to Those...

Manly Men

I Am One of a Great People

Human, with a little magic

What I Will Could Tell You...
This Is All I Have Known

I was born to a Welsh and English Duke, who married a Spanish princess. She was very independent and had a fiery spirit. He was determined, and stubborn. The two made a perfect couple, and they ruled over their little piece of land greatly. Everyone loved them. Soon I was born, and my father cherished me, sadly, mother died right after I was born. My father wasn't even hurt, or upset that he did not have a son to carry on his name. Then Camelot, a neighboring kingdom, and Uther, my father's brother, called him to go to war. They were warring with the Duke of Gorlois.

Uther had become a little greedy, and his lust for Ygraine, Gorlois' wife, was too great for him. Uther sent my father into battle, to kill Gorlois, while he slid in to Gorlois castle, and bedded his wife. Uther had promised my father that he would send help for him, but he was too busy laying with his enemies wife, that he did not, and my father was killed. After Uther got word of my father's death, I was taken in to his care along with Uther's son, Arthur. We have grown up together, since we were small.

Now I am sixteen, and I am still living with Uther, and Arthur. I do not like Uther, he is a complete tyrant, and he is the reason my father is dead. I have a good relationship with Arthur, he is more like a brother to me, and I a sister to him. Most people say that we would be a good match for each other, but I do not love him like that, and I am sure he does not love me like this either. So for now, I am living my life, with one person I love, and the other I hate. I would not wish ill on Uther, though I do hold a grudge on him, for my father's death. But I try and be the bigger person, but sometimes it is hard. I find comfort in my servant Gwenevere, and Arthur. Arthur has been my confidant for years, before I had Gwenevere as my lady-in-waiting. I just hope Arthur finds someone he can trust as I do with Gwenevere.

This Is All That I Am

I am a very independent person, and I get that from my mother I am told. Along with her Spanish looks. I am intelligent and caring. I am determined and stubborn. I am a very compassionate person, as well as understanding. I am always one of the first people to help someone in need. And I never turn them away. I am optimistic, and look at the bright side of things. I always try and see the good in people. Never the bad. I can be a little bitter, about certain things, like Uther, and my father. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I have been told I can be very defiant. And I don't like authority figures very much. I have been known to be chastised by Uther, for not knowing when to hold my tongue. I am very opinionated, and try to always speak my mind, when it is the proper time. But I'm only human, sometimes, I slip up, and let my mouth get the best of me when it is not the proper time.

These Are My World

Music
Dancing
Intellectual Conversations
Friendship

There's a Reason I Avoid These

Rain
Being oppressed
Losing loved ones
Spiders

The Things That Haunt Me

Losing More Loved Ones
Being Held Down
Being Forced to do something
Never Finding Love

The Music of The Lyre

Battle-Colbie Caillat

Everything is seen in...

Light Pink and Orchid

The Player Behind The Mask

LiLdRoPoFsUnShInE

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What You NEED Should Know
My parents named me...

Arthur Duran Pendragon

You may Call Me...

Arthur

From My Birth I Have Been...

Male

These Are The Years I've Lived

seventeen

And It Started Here

October 24th

I Can't Deny The Attraction to Those...

Bewitching Smiles, and Feminine wiles

I Am One of a Great People

Human

What I Will Could Tell You...
This Is All I Have Known

I was born to Uther, and Eigyr, King and Queen of Camelot. I was a Prince, and my father was very proud to have a male heir. But my mother died shortly after I was born, just like Elora's mother. Shortly after my mother's death, my father sent me away. He only let me come to visit him, when it was a holiday. I spent my time with Elora we grew up together as babies. My father decided he needed another wife. He became extremely greedy, and lusted after the Duke of Gorlois' wife. He waged war against the Duke, and while my Uncle was fighting for my father, he slipped into Gorlois' castle and bedded his wife. Gorlois was killed, but so was Elora's father.

She never forgave my father for not sending in troops to help him. I studied, and learned my lessons, although Elora was always much better at the intelligence things. But I bested her in Fighting. I studied that the most, and became a proficient fighter. But I did teach Elora to fight. I wanted her to be able to protect herself if anything should happen to me, and I was unable to protect her. She is like my sister, and I would gladly give my life for her.

Now as I am seventeen, and Elora is sixteen we are allowed to be back at my father's court, and side. Although she is not happy, she knows I would not be myself without her. Although she still holds a grudge, she stays for my sake, or so I think. There are people here who think that I am the Chosen One. The person who is supposed to restore magic, but I know it is not. I am not a savior. My father is the rightful king, although I do not always agree with his methods, or his rulings, but I hold my tongue. It is my duty as his son to make sure that all is well in the kingdom. Plus my father is starting to give me more and more responsibilities. Then there is the subject of Elora. My sister, as I feel she is. My father as well as our advisers, believe that we will be a perfect match for each other. But that is not where my heart belongs.

This Is All That I Am

I am a very confident, very arrogant person. Although I do have a tender side, I believe all men were created equal and should be treated as such. I am an intelligent person. Very outgoing, and flirtatious as well. I like to make people laugh, but when it is time, I can be very serious. I am loyal and just. I stand up for those I love, or for those I feel need my help. I stand up for the underdog, the person without a high chance of success. I am passionate, and am calm. I stay collected under pressure.

These Are My World

Likes, at least four

There's a Reason I Avoid These

Dislikes, at least four

The Things That Haunt Me

Fears, at least four

The Music of The Lyre

song, just for fun wink

Everything is seen in...

Posting colors

The Player Behind The Mask

gaianame

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CadyMarieHawthorne

Held together with a broken smile.