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~Abigail Warstorm~
~Cassandra Nott-Warstorm~

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[Dolphina Oceanus]

Hi, my name is Abigail Delilah Warstorm

I'm a Female.

I work in N/A

I'm 30 years old.

The house I was in was Hufflepuff

I may seem innocent, adorable, introspective, quiet, shy, and kind but I'm really a murderess, sexy, outgoing, vocal, up-front, mad/insane, and most of all furious at the world.

But I wasn't always that way...

My background story is I grew up in an orphanage, dropped of there when I was two. I ate, slept, and lived with the other girls there. I always stayed by myself, because if I tried to spend time with the others, I would undoubtedly find myself the subject of their latest taunt. I hated them, but the Mistress of the orphanage always taught us to act kindly toward each other. I did as she told me, thinking that if I could not enjoy the company of the girls, I could at least make friends with the Mistress. That didn't work.

We did indeed start off on good terms, but then one day, just before my tenth birthday, one of the orphanage girls, by the name of Gwen, decided to get her "gang" of girls together and taunt me about how none of them bought me a birthday present. I felt my face getting redder and redder. The Mistress walked into the room to find Gwen hanging upside down from her ankles, and me staring in horror. The Mistress shrieked, and I tore from the room. At that time, I did not know I had magical powers. I did not know it was I that had done that.

Everyone at the orphanage was pretty spooked, and the atmosphere whenever I walked into the room suddenly became tense. I felt lost, and alone. The Mistress no longer enjoyed my company. Then when the letter from Hogwarts came, nobody even spoke to me. When I would enter a room, it seemed as though everyone tried to find and excuse to leave. I felt abandoned, but looked forward to entering Hogwarts, and spending time with people like me.

The summer eventually ended, and I arrived at Hogwarts. I felt a surge of joy to be with my people, not that silly orphanage! I joined the ranks of the Hufflepuffs, and my adventure at Hogwarts had begun. I enjoyed my first few weeks, scoping out friends, checking out the boys, and most of all, learning magic! Even when the excitement died down, I still had fun. I had several friends who were all in my year. I never enjoyed going back to the orphanage during summer, but I received comfort from the thought that I would go back to Hogwarts in a matter of months.

By the end of my fourth year at Hogwarts, I began to suspect that all my "friends" just pitied me, and felt no enjoyment to be in my company. What made me suspect that, you ask? They never invited me anywhere. Sure, they talked to me and laughed with me and did things with me, but every time there was a party or an outing, I would always be "accidentally forgotten." But I had been taught to be nice and discuss my feelings with the ones who hurt me. I did just that, and everyone assured me that I was their best friend. But I noticed that while all the other girls paired up with guys, no guy had ever bother to look at me, let alone speak to me.

I wondered if maybe I wasn't pretty enough, or nice enough, or funny enough. Whatever the problem was, I made up my mind to fix it. I bought expensive presents for everyone. I glopped on makeup by the ton. I read every joke book in the library, and memorized every joke in them. I tried everything to make people like me, but all that seemed to happen was that they avoided me even more. I had been told by many that I was just paranoid, and that they truly did like me. Never the less, I fell into a deep depression that carried through the summer into the winter of my fifth year.

I considered suicide many times, and even attempted it a few of those times. It wasn't until a trip to Hogsmead when I met someone who changed my life.

He found me perched atop the Shrieking Shack, ready to jump and end my life. He called to me and said that I shouldn't jump, but if I did, he would catch me. We argued for a bit, which ended in him climbing up to me,and carrying me down. He introduced himself as Zachariah Jones. He looked to be about thirty, but sported very handsome looks. His long dark hair fell to about his waist, and he wore a small mustache. He always dressed in stylish clothes. We spent the whole rest of the day together.We talked and laughed about almost every subject on this earth. Eventually he asked me if I would meet him at the Hogshead the next night. I'd never had a boyfriend before, so how could I refuse?

I snuck out of Hogwarts and met him there, and he asked to see me again, and again. I spent Christmas vacation with him in his house, and we fell in love. The thought was exhilarating, and I decided that I wanted to be with him forever, to get married and never return to that awful orphanage.

But he didn't just fill the place of my lover. He also took on the place of my mentor. He taught me things about life, things that completely contradicted what I had been told my entire life. He taught me that one life, as small and precious as it is, should not be spent trying to please others. It should be spent pleasing ourselves. We have very little time in our life to spend for ourselves, let alone for others. If something displeases us, we are to get rid of it so that we may continue our optimum life. I believed every word he said, and put it into practice.

I no longer needed to preppy girls who talked about boys all day, and thought they were so cool. I no longer bought any one any thing, and spent all my money on myself. My grades plummeted, because I would do nothing for my teachers, but I didn't care. All I cared about was Zachariah, and my own happiness.

My love with Zach ended the summer after I graduated from Hogwarts. I came to his house, as a surprise. I found him in his bedroom. But he wasn't alone. There, in my spot, in his bed, in his arms, lay another girl. Anger filled up inside me, and I remembered all that Zachariah had taught me. I committed my first and second murder that night. I killed the girl first, a slow and torturous death, forcing Zach to watch as I punished his betrayal. Then I killed him, a quick and painless death, for bringing me such happiness. I took a drop of his blood, and sealed it inside a locket. That locket never leaves my body. I carry it with me on a red string, to remind me of all that he mattered to me, and all that he taught me.

I've never had a lasting job. I flit from place to place, from home to home, from man to man. I've never stayed still, and I think I may be going mad. But I don't care. At least I'm happy.

I enjoy men, blood, Dark Arts, men (did I say that already?), and... umm... Oh, Pain! Teehee!

I despise children and everything to do with them, Gwen (Oh yes, did I tell you that I tortured her to death?), lovey-dovey gushy-mushy love between a family, Hufflepuff (I don't know how I was sorted into that house. Ugh...), muggles, and bright sunlight.

I look like this

My wand is a Cedar, nine inches, dragon heartstring.

Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! I wasn't always like this (mad, demented, angry, etc.). I used to be a truly nice girl. I used to enjoy the things I despise, and I used to despise the things I enjoy.

And, I am the mother of Remington Nott's baby.

Also I (would like to be) a Legilimen.  

[Dolphina Oceanus]

Hi, my name is Cassandra Daphne Nott-Warstorm

But I mostly go by Cassy

I'm a Female.

I'm one week old.

The school I will be going to is Hogwarts.

People say that, in a nutshell, I'm quiet, adorable, sweet, and still a baby.

My background story is I was just born a week ago. My mommy is Abigail Warstorm and my daddy is Remington Nott. They aren't married, and I haven't met my daddy yet. I'm going to live with my mommy and my Uncle William.

I enjoy eating, sleeping, watching mommy, watching Uncle William, and sucking on my binky.

I despise dogs barking, loud noises, when mommy leaves, having to burp, and pooping my pants.

I look like this

My wand is a N/A

My dream pet is... I don't know what a pet is!