_____I stand at five foot even, though with my usual two to three inch heels I'm at more of an average height. I am naturally blonde with gray-green eyes. My skin generally has a sun kissed, warm look to it even though I attend a northern European school for most of the year. With all the walking to get from class to class, I've maintained a shapely figure where my bust and hips are even and have an eight inch difference from my natural waist. I currently don't have any scars on my body and I don't expect or desire that to change anytime soon.
_____As for the types of clothing I wear when I'm not in school uniform, I tend to be edging on the side of elegant and extremely fitted. Once I hit school age my grandparents insisted that I wore tailor made clothing and I found it was just easier to find things that I liked rather than fight them. As for accessories I do have a few little things I wear from time to time but I don't tend to have much on in that regard. My perfumes tend to be light in nature - hints of vanilla and lavender with a splash of a tropical flower. My makeup focuses mostly on the eyes with mascara and eyeliner while my lips can go anywhere from nude to rich red depending on my mood and the situation.
_____Everything else I'll leave to your imagination.
Honest : I use the truth to get what I want from who I want. I just edit what parts of the truth I used based on what I know of the people around me.
Facetiously Polite: I try to be kind and polite to people I don't even know. Especially if they aren't being back to me. I would rather take a jab at them in which they will only realize it was such a few minutes later when the argument is over.
Collected: Trust me, I have a lot of passion inside. I just don't understand why people waste their time and energy on big exuberant displays. I would much rather spend my time quiet with friends, looking up at the night sky, watching fireworks, being cozy reading or book, listening to music, watching a "muggle" movie, or playing a game together.
Cunning: I generally like getting my way. However, I recognize that I can't always have it instantly. Instead, I have found ways to work through the systems to get what I need done. If that means working through a situation with unconventional methods then I will do it.
Mischievous: I have been told on occasion that I can be quite the mischief maker. I suppose if you reading restricted books while in school and helping others do the same as something mischievous, then yes I am. I like doing what I like to do and seeing what I want to see accomplished. To that end I will do whatever it takes to fulfill my own desires because there's no one else in the world that could do that better than myself.
Disciplined: To me this goes hand in hand with the form of cunning I have. I don't expect instant gratification even if I might like that once in a while. As such, I'm good at dedicating myself to whatever task I put myself towards. This could be something as simple as reading or book or it could be had difficult as forging my own path. Whatever it is I will find a way to achieve my goal.
Creative: I know that over the years that I can be quite imaginative. This is displayed in some of the charms that I've strung together for decorative as well as functional purposes. I've watched the younger years be astounded by some of my creations and I take pride in that. It makes me feel like that's something I bring to the table, so to say.
Loud Music: Music has a time and a place but if I'm trying to concentrate on studying, one of the worst things is having someone playing obviously loud music near by.
Boasting: If you have to go around saying that you're the best all the time then obviously you're not actually the best. Those who are don't have to tell people they are. It is proven through their deeds. As such, I tend to find it annoying when people boast about their accomplishments at every chance they get. Probably why I never cared enough to understand Quidditch...the players I've met have turned me off of the game.
Bland food: Food can be spicy, savory, sweet, or anything in between. But please don't hand me some plain mash potatoes and expect me to love them. I grew up in New Orleans, need I say more?
Prejudice: One might think that because I belong in Slytherin and that I came from a pureblood family, that this would be something I hold in regard. I would like to point out right now that, that way of thinking is prejudice as well. Just because I like the idea of all magic families doesn't mean that I can't see the merit of having witches and wizards from the non-magic community as well. Anyone who can't see past their own preferences just isn't secure with who they are as a person.
Harmless Flirting: What can I say? It's a fun way to pass the time. Of course this all depends on who you're flirting with.
Accents: For a lot of my childhood, I grew up in a part of the United States of America where I got to hear a lot of different accents. I have picked up on most of them. As time went on and I traveled with my grandparents, I also heard a lot of European accents as well. It may seem a bit weird, but I've developed a liking for them.
Sweets: My particular favorites are fruit flavored sweets. Not the overly sugared kind that can be found in most kid's candies (those are good at times too) but the true flavors that come with a more mature audience. In fact, you could just hand me a bowl of freshly picked berries and I would love that.
Warmth: In a very snake-like fashion, I like warmth. This can be from a fireplace, a warm blanket, or even cuddling with someone. There's nothing better than snuggling down with a friend in front of the fireplace as we both sip on some warm butterbeer.
Colors: I don't believe that I should have to pick such a thing as a favorite color. I like many different colors for many different things. I just don't generally like mixing too many of them together in a small space.
Favorite flower: Roses are way too overdone in my opinion. As are many flowers that people try to give to their loved ones. My favorite flower is the poinsettia; beautiful in any color and poisonous.
____My Amortentia potion scent isn't one thing in particular, it's more like moments in life. It is the scent of a clean meadow and warm earth on a day when it is both perfectly warm yet has just rained and there's this vaguely ethnic food scent in the air that you can never place.
_____The ideal job will probably seem like I'm trying to over reach. I would love to be able to start my own school; something a little different from these very traditional ones that the world seems to have. I want to be able to take a personal hand in helping a lot of kids find who they are and the unique strengths they have without having to separate them into houses. If we want to grow strong as a community there shouldn't be something as silly as segregation based on where someone laid their head down to sleep.
_____My perfect match would probably seem a little too cliche for you. I do hold tradition in high regard and as such, my first requirement does start with them being from a wizarding family. If I am ever going to have children I will give them every advantage in this world that I can. Second is that he has to be able to hold his composure; if he spouts off yelling at everyone then there is no way we're going to get along. I'd also prefer someone to be taller than me...not that, that is very hard. And considering that procreation would generally be something that happens in the future he would need to be attractive enough to inspire some lust. Though average looks can definitely be compensated for if they are accomplished or witty. It would be nice to be able to hold a conversation. I also need someone who's secure in themselves - I will keep my last name thank you very much. And if they want to take it as well to avoid our child having a very long name that works for me. The last thing I need in my life is a man who assumes that I will play a subservient role even in something like my name. I refuse; I need an equal, not a master.
_____I am afraid that I will not live up to the standards that my family set. In this world it is already hard to forge a path to walk on, without my family helping me along the way it would have been impossible. I'm afraid that if I stumble, if I'm thought too weak like my parents were, then my grandparents will leave me to be ripped apart by fate. I have to stay strong. I have to prove to be exceptional. I'm afraid of the consequences if I'm not.
_____Falling in love terrifies me. I don't mind playing at love but to actually be a fool in its grip frightens me. I have seen people lose their head and wits, I have watched girls change everything about themselves because they fancied themselves in love. I'm afraid that like a disease that one day I will do that same thing. Especially if it means breaking the ideals I have or the criteria I would hold a feature mate to. I have to be wise for my future children, not a fool in love.
_____Being forgot also seems like a fate worse than death. Sure, we can come back as ghosts but what would it all mean if no one remembered what we had done in life? Mortality is already a frightening concept as it is; the idea that we made no difference in the world makes the future a bit too bleak for my tastes.
_____My Boggart might end up turning into everyone's fear once it transforms into mine. Above all other physical things, I do have something I'm afraid of. It's haunted my dreams like nothing else. There's a creature, I don't even know if it's a real one, in there that swims underneath murky waters almost like a snake. Its able to surround a boat as it's being pulled through the mist and devour all inhabitants. Like the stories of a leviathan. It's been in my dreams since I was a little girl...and is probably why I refused to learn to swim.
_____It is probably because of my inability to swim and my childhood dream monster that I don't like water. It's not all water, per say. I just don't like water that I can't see everything inside of it, or see the bottom. It makes me feel quiet edgy and yet some part of me really wants to wade into it. It's like the feeling of knowing that there's a killer on the other side of the door but some unearthly force drives you through it anyways. As such, you can imagine why I try to avoid the Black Lake at all costs.
**:Excerpts ____I was born from two old, pure blood families who came together in a unique way. You see, both of my parents are both practically squibs who were primarily kept away from society as they were still considered a disgrace to most purebloods. Neither of them could even do wand based magic, though they could see everything a witch and wizards sees and they could still create potions or fly. So when they met it was through a mutual interest of both families to try and tie up loose ends, so to say. When my mother did indeed get pregnant, they decided to move away from the United Kingdom and the family that was ashamed of them. They settled in New Orleans so you could say that I'm not only influenced by my European family but by the general Southern American accent as well as Creole.
____Living in the area with a high Voodoo culture and an annual Marti Gras made childhood very interesting. By the time I was four years old, I had already shown more magical promise than either of my parents combined. The fact that my first big magical event was setting off an entire firework collection during Marti Gras when I was five years and four months old was pretty understandable. The fact that the firework dragon ended up chasing people down the street is what my parents took affront to.
____You could say this was the triggering event for when my grandparents (the Darkthornes) stepped in. They took charge of my education and introduced me to the wizarding society back in Europe. I started by meeting the few, thin branches of the family that I had left. With my mother's parents and that family line dead, all family that I have left is from my father's side. The first family that I met was from my grandmother - her twin sister had a granddaughter named Odette. We got along as well as could be expected of two five year olds. As the week progressed we got along better and better. Then it was on to the next family that my grandparents wanted me to meet. Now it might have been the cold, or it might have been the fact that the next kid I met was a stuck up brat, but Kristoffer and I did not get along. At all. I didn't find out that we were engaged until after I left his house. Unfortunately he was one of the people that I would meet again and again as the years passed by.
____Soon after Kristoffer I met another set of twins - Reginald and Iris Redwood. I remember that it was hard to get to know Reginald but it seemed that Iris and I had plenty in common. Of course, now I don't remember what it was but at the time we'd gotten along well. Better than Reginald and I at least. Still, the weeks I spent with him and vice versa there was a silent commrodery that was built. And of course he was vastly preferable to Kristoffer, who it seemed like I had to go see every single summer.
____I received my Hogwarts letter during the summer before I turned eleven. This was arranged by my grandfather Darkthorne, who works on board for Hogwarts, and my grandmother, who works in the ministry. They made sure that I got everything I wanted when I visited Diagon Ally...everything except a pet. After all the school supplies were gathered we went to a custom wand maker and had all the ingredients picked based on compatibility. I ended up with my thirteen inch hawthorn and alder with quite the unusual core - powdered basilisk fang. No doubt it was the basilisk found in the Chamber of Secrets in the last generation which was quite the foreboding start.
___I started out at Hogwarts like any other student, I suppose, regardless of my upbringing and personal quirks. When I got onto the train at ten (turning eleven mind you) I was nervous. I ended up finding an old friend there and started talking with him. Apparently something in my non-British accent caught the attention of another student. We became good acquaintances based on the fact that we both were raised in the United States of America. When I got to Hogwarts I was sorted into Slytherin even though the hat seriously debated putting me in Raveclaw. I suppose I straddle both lines. But due to the fact that one of my friends would no doubt be put in Slytherin, that was the house I wanted to be in. Besides, I'd heard about Slytherin and it didn't seem fair that they were the target of such hate based on a reputation that most of them couldn't help. So I decided that I was going to do my best to change that from the inside. If people hate purebloods extremists for hating muggles, then why wasn't it that other houses were hated on for hating slytherins? Anyways, that's where I ended up and I haven't looked back since.
____Originally my grandparents had bought me gorgeous quills and ink well sets, but I quickly found out that those were impractical. So I'd sent a owl to my parents (who had a relay system set up at my grandparent's house) requesting mechanical pencils and pens. Unfortunately I found out quickly that pencils do not right on parchment very well so I stuck with pens. People around me seemed to find the way they wrote strange, because unlike using a quill and ink the lines were very small. I also found out that teachers didn't care to read it as they still had a hard time appearing. So eventually I switched over to cartridge pens that wrote like any quill, only much more evenly and without the need for an inkwell. Of course, I do carry around spare ink cartridges incase my pen runs out but it's a whole lot messy than an inkwell. Anyways, academically, like all stereotypical Slytherins, I excelled in potions even though my main passion is charms. When I showed my grandparents how well I had done in school at the end of the first year, they gifted me with my very own Eagle Owlthat I called Hermes.
____What surprised me was the fact that after a few days of Kristoffer visiting me at my grandparents, we'd actually started to get along. Most likely that was due to the fact that we were left with a glorified nanny. I also know that something bad happened when we went to diagon alley but I can't actually remember what - apparently it was bad enough to make our families make our engagement null. If it got that bad I'm kind of glad that I haven't seen him since. Apparently my grandmother spent little time arranging another marriage to me. This time I found out during my winter break and it was to Reggie. Other than that, second year went smoothly. I continued to study and make acquaintances (such as Lauren and Thaddeus). I spent the summer with Reggie and Iris and while we got along I was against the idea of how forced the situation felt. By the third year Iris and I had formed and ended W.A.M - Witches Against Marriage. It was an odd phase that we both grew out of. Fourth year brought nothing new and soon that year was over.
____Once I hit fifth year I found myself taking many more classes than my fellow students. Yet I seemed to manage quite fine. In fact, I found that I did worse when I have too much free time on my hands. The stress from wasting my time was no doubt what started my dreams to plague me. In an attempt to strive forward and make a lasting impression on the school, I talked with the teachers. We set up Hogwarts' first Teacher's Assistant program for select students which was to be implement as a trial run in my sixth year. In return for so many hours per week we were compensated with a small monetary value but I found that the small extra privileges, such as getting to know the ins and outs of teaching, were what was really rewarding. I found myself throwing all my extra time at helping Professor Fordham with his classes and any work that arose from that. I grew to respect him far more than I realized at the time. The program was a success. What wasn't a success was the situation with Reggie. In our sixth year I made a comment about how he needed to be more careful, or something to that effect. Ever since then it seems as though he's completely ignored that I exist, much less that we're in the same house or that we've known each other since childhood.
____Regardless, over the years I've also found where my true talents lay. I might not be a very sporting witch or good with making a large group of friends, the kinds of which that children's books write about. But I have found that I have a natural talent for wandless or voiceless magic. It seemed to come more naturally to me than anything, actually. I can perform the same charms without raising my wand or my voice that other wizards have a hard time completing the swish and flick motions for. And I've been able to do this for years.
*⋮ ❛ Family Legacy᛫ ᛒᚢᚿᚢᛋ ᛫ ᛐᛂᛆᚵᚼᛚᛆᛁᚵᚼ᛫ __________________________________________________
_____ The first notable figure in the Le'fay family was born to the Duke of Cornwall, Gorlois, and Lady Igraine. Her name was Morgan Le'Fay. Morgan lived a pleasant life and greatly morned the loss of her father when she was a child. When she was a very young woman, she bore witness to her mother marrying yet another wizard. Feeling that her father had all but been forgotten, Morgan left before she even found out the name of her step father or that she would gain a brother out of that union until much later. She isolated herself from her family as she learned the magical arts. However, that didn't mean she was isolated from the rest of the wizarding community. In fact, she played a part in numerous events that would shape the wizarding world. This included earning a crown and ruling over the Island of Avalon.
_____ As a young witch at the height of her power, Morgan was not easily impressed and turned down various suitors. But there was something about Arthur Pendragon that caught her attention. Out of their numerous nights of passion, a child was conceived. It wasn't until Morgan asked Arthur to marry her that she found out not only was he engaged...but he was her half-brother. Enraged by the cruel hand that fate had dealt her, Morgan lashed out. She turned against her half brother and taught her son, Mordred, to hate him as well.
_____ Over the coarse of twenty years, Morgan's heart hardened and darkened. This darkness spread to all reaches of the community as she started to harm anyone (the wizarding or those of non-magic backgrounds alike) for even the slightest of insults. Eventually she too was brought down by Merlin. In her last act, however, Morgan was able to save her only son's life.
_____ Mordred's hatred of Merlin and Arthur continued to grow as he was left alone in the world. He inherited the island of Avalon by birthright and sealed the ownership to his mother's bloodline. He married a witch that he met while attending Hogwarts and fathered a few children before his hatred finally presented itself. His last act in this world was to slay Arthur Pendragon, but he died in the battle as well as a result. His children scattered to the four corners of the world fearing retribution for their father's actions. The eldest child named Morgan after his grandmother disowned his siblings for dishonoring their heritage by pretending that they did not have magic and for marrying into the non-magical world.
_____ This Morgan kept toeing the line of dark magic but never actually delved into it. Eventually he too died, but he was the first one in his family to have done so as an old man. Centuries later his children migrated to the new world as they had grown sick of wizards needing to hide in plain sight. Unfortunately, their descendants soon found that the non-magical community had taken over the wilderness in North America as well. They moved back to Europe around the same time that the non-magical community had created the first airplane.
_____ The Darkthorne family is over a thousand years old. It's origins are within the confines of Northern Europe and are, of itself, a combined of two houses. It is said that Magnus Thorne, a respected wizard of his time, saw the plight of his non-magic anglo saxon neighbors during the time where Viking raids were fairly regular. During one of the most brutal sieges, Magnus Thorne took it upon himself to reclaim some of the people stolen and forced into slavery. He promised that he would return them to their homes safe and sound. Magnus set out to do just that. When he'd exacted what he believed to be justice on the clan that had taken so many of his neighbors, he found that hidden among them was a wizarding family. Among the bodies of her slain parents was a young woman, age 12. Feeling remorse for acting so hastily, Magnus took this young woman (Myrkr) under his protection. As she blossomed into a woman he married her. Instead of taking his name entirely as he requested, the woman refused. Magnus compromised and promised that any child they bore together would have both of their names. This seemed to placate the woman and she passed this name on to her child. However, his happiness only lasted so long as it took the woman to see that her child was due to inherit everything that Magnus had gained. As soon as he was in a vulnerable state, Myrkr avenged her family by placing a deadly curse on the man that had killed them - her husband.
_____ Eric Myrkr-Thorne inherited his father's lands and wealth. Under the tutelage of some of Magnus' closest friends, Eric soon came to see that his mother's violent behaviors to their neighbors couldn't be tolerated for long. He took her wand and locked her away both for her own safety and others. The horrible reputation that his family acquired due to his mother's actions, however, couldn't be reversed. In fact by the time that he had a few children of his own, many of the other witches and wizards believed that he too practiced dark magic. Eric did not dignify their accusations with any response, which would later prove to be a mistake.
_____ When his daughter was thirteen years old, she was found practicing the craft by two wizarding brothers. Knowing her family's so called reputation at the time they tormented her calling her the Dark Thorne, a play on her grandmother's chosen name of Myrkr. She returned home badly hurt and it ignited her father's anger especially as a child had been conceived during that torment. Eric found the young wizards who had done such a thing to his daughter and tortured them. During their torture they were tormented over and over again that it was done at the hands of a Dark Thorne, a reminder for why they were suffering. His rage wasn't abated so he took it out on their families as well for having raised such men. Upon their deaths, Eric officially changed his and his family's last name to Darkthorne as a warning to the world. He continued to pick off their extended family, save for his own daughter's child borne at their doing, until he was eventually stopped by none other than Merlin.
_____ Isolde Darkthorne, Eric's daughter, truly took to heart what had happened to not only her father but her grandmother. She vowed to raise her child, though it was ill conceived, with as much love and goodness as she could. It was hard to do as a young witch but she managed to do so. The bloodlust seemed to have died out of their line as no other member was known to practice the Dark Arts since then.
Mom is the plant crazy lady you always see trying to do organic things. Except what you don't see is that she's also raising things like mandrakes as well as a whole assortment of magical herbs as well. She sells to both no-maj and magical alike and makes sure to take great care which plant strain goes to which shop. Can't have any poor human getting the screaming type of mandrake after all. While her organizational skills are on top, her cooking is not. Do not eat anything from her unless it's a salad...not even a sandwhich.
My father compliments my mother very well. Where as she grows the herbs and plants, he uses them for potions. In fact, he's one of the largest distributors of potions in North America. Never mind that he can't even cast a levitation spell to save his life; this man makes brewing Liquid Luck look easy. He's one of the only licensed people in our area for many of the different regulated potions as well. And unlike my mom it's safe to eat anything he whips up in the kitchen. In fact, I encourage you to do that. This man, this beautiful father of mine, makes things that taste divine.
Stephan Alexander Darkthorne-Le'fay Younger Brother
Austin Butler He is younger than me be just nine months (yes, he was born premature), however it might as well have been a few years. Stephan's magical potential didn't show up till he was a little after nine when he accidentally hovered in the air after jumping over a kid while playing soccer. Mom and dad made up a story that he'd been practicing ballet as a MACUSA agent altered people's memories to keep things under wraps. He's hopeless at charms and transfiguration, even simple cleaning spells get out of hand for him. I think he lacks the focus. He is good with anything he can get his hands on - potions, herbology, care of magical creatures, and sports. He has yet to meet a physical activity that he doesn't excel at be it magical or nonmagical. That is probably why he was recruited to the American Quidditch team in his sixth year at Ilvermorny. He practices while at the school and over the holidays. At least he found something he was good at, I was starting to get worried for him.
My grandfather is part of the board that runs Hogwarts. He may seem like the most laid back person you meet only so long as you don't take in his posture, his clothes, you know things like that. And if you make the assumption that he's okay with muggle borns based on the fact that he has advocated for their education in the past...you'd be both right and wrong. He is fine with them so long as they stay out of wizarding family bloodlines. I've heard him say that once a hundred years of a magic has gone through their roots to nourish their tree then maybe, maybe they'd be acceptable but only if each generation has proven themselves to be exceptional. He has the whole idea of separate and almost equal thing going on though he will never treat them inhumanely.
Now, my grandmother is a kind of woman you don't see very often. She's very active in everything. She's the one who has arranged practically my entire life. She plans everything even more than I do. She's also the one who's a little more avid on the blood purity thing though she hides it behind charm and smiles. Though her take on blood purity may be different - as long as it's born of magic as far as the eye can see, it's better than being a muggle. I have a feeling that it wasn't always that way, that she wasn't always that lenient. She's also been trying to work on setting up a magic prep school for those who are born from non-magical parents. That way they can become "cultured" and lose some of their 'nonsensical' ideas as she calls it before integrated them into the main schools. Seeing as she's in the ministry it might just happen. Only time will tell.
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There are some people you look at and thing 'damn'; unfortunately he's one of them. Looking at him you might also believe that he would make a good drinking buddy. This however is not true. I haven't seen him completely drunk yet but I do know that he's a light weight. He also happens to be one of the best teachers that I have had. That may be because of the fact that my favorite class has always been charms. I find charm exceedingly useful. That being said, I have also grown a professional respect for him as I've worked under him. Not only did he accept the fact that I desired to take up a part time job at Hogwarts as a teacher's aid, but he is the one that I have worked under. For his continued lessens both in my own class and outside of it, I am grateful to him. I am also grateful that he didn't listen to the rumors that I'm infatuated with him and that's why I chose to work as his teacher's aid.
She's an interesting teacher to say the least. Unlike a lot of our other teachers, she seems to be the most unfocused. Professor Blackman has this idea that rules and laws are something that just guide you along life, not something you're supposed to adhere to. Her philosophy to teaching isn't exactly as conducive to learning transfiguration as it could be. At least not for me. Which means that I struggled to learn how to transfigure things early on. However, she was the teacher that I always went to in order to get access to restricted books or information. I wonder if she realizes that people could easily misuse the trust the puts in them?
It's surprising how many teachers seem to be okay with underage age drinking. though too be fair, when he found out that Odette and I were going out to have a few drinks he only came with us to make sure we stayed safe. Or at least that's what his excuse was. In a way I'm almost glad that I didn't have him as a teacher for my first year because then he probably wouldn't seem as young as he currently does. And while he might not be the person I go to for company right away I have a feeling I will be seeing a lot more of him. By proxy if nothing else.
I first met her at the start of last year when she began to teach us how to apparate. At first she seemed like any other person put in charge of teaching us things but over time she turned into something more. She became much more human, so to say, especially on the nights were Professor Fordham had taken me out to Hogsmede claiming that it was still business. I might not have seen her often on those trips but it was more than once and so far she hasn't told the headmaster nor any other teacher who would go on to tell. It's also very easy to see that she had a sense of humor. Now it's almost hard to remember ever being so formal with her as the two of us are often joking or teasing others together. Sometimes we tease one another but so far it all seems to be in great fun. Overall, she has my official stamp of approval.
Other than for my restless dreams and nightmares, I personally haven't had much of an occasion to visit the medical wing. However, over the last year I have escorted plenty of younger years when their charms had a mishap. I've tried to figure out how he works and I've asked probably more than my share of questions. Considering the fact that he's not a teacher, he's handled them remarkably well. For that he has my some of my respect. He has gained more of it for how effective and professional he's been. Though, given his over all appearance, it's really starting to make me wonder if there's something wrong with me personally...boys my own age really can't compare. It's a shame.
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Despite the fact that he fits nearly all the criteria that my grandparents would like to see in my future husband, our relationship is not like that. Sure he might be cute and I will probably remind him of that from time to time but he's my friend. Probably my best male friend to date. We practically grew up together over the summers when my grandparents would whisk me away to keep introducing me to the full magical community. Often I would see him with a couple bruises which made me worry about him but I heard whispers of worse things from the house elves when they thought I wasn't listening. When he went to live with his aunt I barely got to see him anymore. I was quite glad to see him on the Hogwarts train as we headed to our first year, and it was even better when we were both sorted into the same house. Despite what he he would like to believe by trying to isolate himself (from me in particular) I believe I understand him better now than I did before. And with that understanding I suppose I've become a bit of a caretaker to him. He's kind of a danger to himself and I want to make sure he doesn't do anything to permanently hurt himself.
It was easy to make friend with her when we were both sorted into Slytherin. Given her history it made her easy for other houses to dislike, but within Slytherin she had a bit of a reprieve. Our house tends to have a bad reputation all around anyways. Besides once I got to know her I found out that she wasn't nearly as crazy as the world tries to portray Lestranges as. I am very glad to see that her fanatic side has been tempered out as the years go on but I will respect her distaste of muggle culture. I might not agree with it but I can understand where her family teachers are coming from. I will say, though, that it's disheartening that I can't invite her back home over the breaks. She would probably find my parents extremely distasteful and I don't want to push her into a situation that would make her too uncomfortable until she's ready.
We are very similar types of people. Both Eloise and I were sorted Slytherin in the same year and we both come from old wizarding families. Which means that we both were guided in what was and was not appropriate to do in public. Eloise seems more dedicated to holding to those rules than I, but it is nice to know that my family wasn't the only one insistent on me learning the old ways. Then there's the fact that both she and I like to curl up next to a fire with a warm drink when we're studying during the cooler months. Considering that I'm quite used to America's southern temperatures that's nearly all year round for me. And ever since the wedge had been driven between Lauren and I, Eloise has become one of my regular study and homework partners. Though we might not seem exuberantly close at first look I dare anyone to try and step between us.
We had a magical summer together...at the zoo. What did you think I meant? Anyways, over one of the summers away from Hogwarts, Beauford showed up at my house. My parents had apparently been in contact with his and had agreed to foster him in America for his visit without letting me know ahead of time. So I went down to grab some cinnamon toast in my nighties (if you've visited Lousiana during the summer, you understand that less is generally better). That was embarrassing. Thankfully the multiple visits to the magical zoo were enjoyable. Not to mention spying on some Voodoo traditional practices with the use of an invisibility cloak. We also ended up going to Salem, yes the Salem. During all of this the two of us were checking out both the no-maj as well the magical communities. He's actually an interesting person to be around when he's being entertained and rather accepting on no-maj quirks. I would say that if I had to pick one person to go around the world with he'd probably be it. Although now that we're both learning to Apparatate it wouldn't take nearly as long as it did when we had to rely on brooms, our feet, and the floo network. I also believe that the both of us learned our lesson about waiting till the last week for our summer work...but in our defense, the summer's events were rather diverting.
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You couldn't imagine how quickly fear raced up my spine when I heard him being called up for sorting in the first year. There was a Pendragon? Of course, it seems silly now but back then the idea that he might be there to hurt me or my family seemed obvious. Soon I realized that he was born from a nonmagical family and the fear faded away only to be replaced with curiosity. The first chance I got I started to ask him questions about his family to figure out just how he'd come to exist. After all, Pendragon isn't exactly a common non-magical name. Soon that evolved into tracing his family history and helping him create a family tree, the likes of which only pureblood families tend to keep. It started with just names and dates but eventually as our talents and friendship grew so did his family tree. By the time that I learned how to not only animate small paintings and pictures by magic, we found out that he really was descended from King Arthur. Of course, that was through a nonmagical woman and that's how that bloodline was all but forgotten by history. Thankfully at this point I was pretty sure he wasn't about to stab me in the back while I wasn't looking.
Let's start off by saying that we had the strangest introduction that I believe can be had as a child. My grandmother introduced me to her as my future sister in law. That was the first time I had ever seen Iris...or heard about the so called engagement. Apparently it had gotten the two of us into such a mood (something that big sprung up so quickly) that we decided that wasn't going to happen. We created a small group called 'Witches Against Marriages' with promise-rings that symbolized our objection to marriage. However, as the years wore on I suppose we both lost our fervent for the objections. Or maybe I did. Either way we drifted apart. While we might not be as close as we were in our first or second year, I could still say that she's a friend. Just not one I wake up and go out of my way to see every day.
For being practically a muggle borne on how he was raised, he's adjusted rather well. It's a pity that he's not in Slytherin because I would have liked to have been able to spend more time with him. In fact, he's one of the reasons why I believe the whole idea that slytherins and ravenclaws hang out while hufflepuffs and gryffindors do. The times we do interact usually end up in some sort of conversation about television, music, or movies from the muggle world. Most of the wizard borne and raised are pretty clueless about that kind of stuff and we end up confusing a lot of people because of that. There's also the fact that he's a hopeless flirt...I suppose he matches me in that regard. Thankfully it's all fun and games and hasn't turned into anything serious yet. As much as I enjoy his company I do want to keep to my family's traditions but I don't want to alienate him just because of that. So here's to hoping that our friendship endures.
She is one of the few female friends that I have had over the years which have remained a friend. She and I were introduced through our families. Of course, at the time we met she was still very much a proper french witch and so my grandmother put a charm on me so that I could understand and speak French. Over the years I've learned how to speak on on my own. No where near as fluently as Odette, of course, but I can keep up a decent conversation with her without resorting to a linguistic charm. After being at her family home for a week over the summer last year, I was gladdened to hear that she was going to transfer to Hogwarts. I think, after a year, that she's finally seen enough of the castle to appreciate the fact that she'll probably never see all of it in her lifetime. That doesn't stop us from trying to find new places when we both have the time, though. Even if it's just to try and discover yet another layer to the magical world that we both live in.
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I suppose you could say that we're mutual acquaintances. We get along alright; there hasn't been too much strife. She isn't what you would call a close friend. Mostly we just know one another from going through the years at Hogwarts together. As tends to be a habit of mine, she's the kind of person that I discuss books with. Reading restricted books when you're not supposed to is kind of the Hogwarts thing to do so it's no wonder that we've formed our own psuedo book club. Currently I'm trying to get the timid little badger to understand that if she doesn't stand up for herself and strive towards her dreams, then no one else is going to help her. She tries to stop to consider how her actions will affect everyone around her which is frustrating. One day the cold, hard, self-serving truth is going to smack her in the face. I just want to toughen her up a bit so that when she does get hit with it, her nose doesn't break.
This boy is cute. Unfortunately I had the displeasure of meeting his sister first. Of course, it seems even he understands that she pushes things too far. Which is a definate bonus. Mostly we have no reason to really interact beyond the normal classes. There is one thing i enjoy about him, however, and that happens to be the fact that he doesn't smoke. Thank Merlin. There are far too many witches and wizards that are smoking in this school. It's kind of disgusting. He's not one of them which is good. A cute boy should not have smoker's breath.
Originally we met on the train to Hogwarts. Despite the fact that I grew up with first generation immigrants to the United States of America, my own accent at the time had been a mixture of theirs as well as of the Louisianan. Which kind of gave me an old world southern sound that was more often portrayed in cartoons or shows rather than real life. The fact that he heard me talk and I heard him somehow made us bond together. We were two first years from America, not exactly a common thing.
I think what makes him so interesting, or at least what made him interesting at first, was the fact that he's so tall and yet doesn't have much of a presence at all. I know he's been around since my first year but it wasn't until my fifth year that I finally noticed him as a person and not just another Hufflepuff. During Music class I'd nearly tripped when someone had knocked another person over. Daniel had caught me, or I caught my fall on him...either way, I didn't fall on my a**. I thanked him and as class started back up I joked that we could make beautiful music together. He practically had to lean down so I could hear him whisper that he'd like that. I'm not entirely sure if he meant actual music or the other part. Seeing how shy he is it seems hard to figure it out. But I suppose I shouldn't get too attached. After all, he doesn't exactly fit the lifestyle I'd like to upkeep.
There are some lights, in some moments, where Victor is appealing. Then I remember it's him and it all goes back to ground zero. I know it's seriously childish to hold it against him what he said before even his first year, but honestly at this point I don't care. He hasn't exactly proven himself over the years either. He's good on a broom but he's not exactly made of the right material for anything else.
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This girl needs help. Like the kind that hopefully leaves a few red marks on her a** for a while. She takes things far too far and doesn't seem to regret any of her actions. Basically she's the stereotypical Gryffindor who thinks they're so brave when in reality all they're doing is creating an inflated ego. One day, just one day I would like to see someone pop her bubble and make her wake up to the real world. Until then, I'm perfectly happy ignoring her existence any chance I get.
If we could ever have a serious conversation, I suppose I would know more about him. What I believe I know seems to be very shallow stuff. I know that he enjoys flirting almost as much as I do. Maybe more, who can really say. I know that the only way we seem to be able to communicate is through quips. Sometimes I even try to knock down that ego of his but it never seems to work. At some point I'm sure that it will grow old but we've been going back and forth since flirting kind of naturalized itself into our lives. With any luck that magic won't die out or we won't have anything to talk about at all. Especially after I lost my temper at him. Around one and a half years ago I had a conversation with him about his behaviors - making him very aware that as a pureblood he was under the gaze of the whole of society, just waiting for him to step too far out of line, after the great wizarding wars of the past. Which meant that if he didn't straighten up he'd probably end up getting himself thrown into Azkaban or killed.
In our young days, when we first both got to the school, we found out that we were both in the library an unusual amount of time. It wasn't like we hit it off as friends right off the bat. In fact, I'm not sure if we would have even classified ourselves as that for a long time. It just kind of slowly developed. At some point during our third year at Hogwarts we ended up reading a couple of the restricted books together all in the name of learning. Some time after that we started drifting apart during school. It wasn't from lack of commonalities or anything. In fact, we still see each others over the holidays every once in a while. It's just that at Hogwarts I got sick of hearing people ask what I wanted from the Gryffindor - like they assumed that the only reason I would spend time with someone outside of my house was if I wanted to use them for something.
See, there's always that one boy that no matter how beautiful they could smile, you're never going to forget all the teasing they did. Kris and I haven't seen each other in a few years and for the most part I would have to say that's a good thing. We were introduced by my grandparents and his parents because they ran in the same circles like most old wizarding families. We had a bumpy start and it pretty much never smoothed out. He and I both tried to compete against one another - never breaking and never apologizing for anything he did. I suppose we must have done something really unforgivable though for the life of me I can't remember what it would have been, because my grandparents made sure that I never had to interact with him again. And yet...I heard a rumor that he was coming to Hogwarts this year...we will see how this plays out.
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