Henry Graham Burke, pureblood Diane Athena Burke, veela, murdered Elizabeth Cersei Belvina Burke, half-breed murdered
Last Update:NPC'd Henry. Removing Burke Family 3/4/17
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 9:06 pm
Diane Athena Burke Deceased
Ello, my name is Diane Athena Burke
I'm awoman
I am aSinger and Songwriterknown by the name ofAthena Fae
I'm thirty-fouryears old.
My birthday is December 31
My dream job isto be a famous actress
My blood status isfull blooded veela
I’m interested inmen, and women are quite delightful
I’m currentlysingle
I may seemplayful, flirtacious, and carnal but I'm really very haughty, and short tempered. I'm a perfectionist, everything has to be done my way, or absolutely the highway. I'm unyielding and headstrong, but I'm open minded too. I have patience, at times, but I'm a winner, and I can never stay in one place for too long. I love to flaunt my beauty to these wizards and watch them fawn and try to impress me with their magic.
My background story is a racy blur. As a veela, I never attended Hogwarts, though I did entice many a young wizards who have traversed those walls. Music has always been my passion, I traveled the world to hear the exotic tongue of song across many seas, and many lands, performing. Too many sunrise's sit in my memory with my mother. I had met the young and elusive Henry Graham Burke on a musical tour through Britain, he captivated my heart and before I knew it, I was pregnant with his child. We were married for a little over a year, but being on tour, he had grown to resent me and confided in only his prejudiced family. It sparked bitter tension and then we fought. We always fought, and it would always lead to bed, but it was too destructive for me. I couldn't handle it; I cut it off. He still visited to see Elizabeth from time to time, but then one day, he disappeared. I know he's alive, but I don't know how to explain it to my poor sweetheart. I've tried, but she throws a tantrum, scampers off, and breaks the first rule she can find. It's... getting hard.
I enjoy Hammock swings on the beach. Fashion runway. Fur coats. Music. Dolls.
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you!I'm veela, and my daughter is half veela, half witch. I've been getting a lot of odd signs lately, all of my ex husband. He's disappeared, that much I know, but his family has their fingers tight on the details. I've... had troubled relations with them, but, lately, it seems they've got more trouble then they could handle.
I may seemhaughty, arrogant, playful, and utterly headstrong to some, or utterly respectful, proper and precise and precarious, a very serious intellectual with a strict code of honorbut I'm reallydown to earth with my heart on my sleeve. I’m an alpha male, through and through; I seek the attention of every woman around while asserting my dominance in a fashion that boosts myself above other males. I’m cocky, I’m proud, but I’ll admit it, too. I know when it’s time to be serious, and when it comes down to it, I’m as loyal as any. But my own ambitions, my own aspirations, and my own safety always come first. I’m intuitive, and clever, with an innate ability to think on my feet. I have no qualms with using others to get what I need, after all, you don’t make it to the top without stepping on few dreams. I am very stubborn and very argumentative, I won’t hesitate to launch into a dueling brawl if it means that I’ll be right.
My background story issimplicity. I was raised in a loving home under pureblood parents with four older brothers, and one younger sister. Needless to say, I spent a great deal of my childhood on my own because I never really got along well with my family. I loved them dearly, but I always knew I was destined for something more. But apparently, I was wrong. I never amounted to anything more than becoming a Healer at St. Mungos shortly after graduation. I realized then that my life wasn’t meant for greatness, but for fulfillment—which I indulged in greedily. I drank, I gambled, I threw parties and went to clubs, I’ve even earned a spot of London’s Most Eligible Bachelor column in Witches Weekly once or twice.
Somewhere in the midst of romping through life, I met Diane. She was exotic, a veela. I had never met a full blooded veela before, and I had fallen helplessly head over heels. I always knew of the magic infused within their blood, but even so, I knew there was more to it than just that. She instilled a sense of thrill in my life that I had never tasted; a fruit so sweet and forbidden. It wasn’t long until she had become pregnant, and on a whim, I married her. My parents were furious, they would have nothing to do with Diane, or my daughter, Elizabeth. They plucked them from the family tree long before my divorce with Diane, and had done all in their power to sway me. But my heart was stolen, and I had no control.
Diane was a small town singer when I met her, she toured, as an opening act for a group she had met and charmed absolutely into this chance. I met her on that tour, and it didn’t take long for word of her voice to reach the world. They wanted more. As soon as Elizabeth was born, they were off again. Everywhere I turned, I saw Diane, in the news, on the paper, and the radio, but never mine to hold. I visited her often when I could, but the more time we spent apart the more we had grown to change. We were different people, I had realized in the midst of our divorce after one brutal night of chaos that had, in time, eventually lead to sex. That’s how it always was, my jealousy unfurled and then we fought—but she couldn’t take it. She left me. Elizabeth must have been no more than four or five years old when the divorce was finalized.
I visited Elizabeth as often as Diane would let me, if she would ever let me, and I’d always greet her with a new doll. She probably has hundreds by now, but it’s a tradition I’ll never stop. I love my baby girl, despite what views my family has on her, if I could, I would steal her away from her delusional mother and bring her home…
But now? Well, I quit working at St. Mungo’s months ago, and then I decided to disappear without a trace. I have a few ordeals I need to straighten up before I decide to embark on my newest dream, opening a night club and bar.
Unfortunately, during the Fall Festival, my ex-wife was murdered. I had returned to her estate to find the furniture being repossessed but my daughter was nowhere to be found. I was worried, but I suppose I could have searched harder. She always seemed like a survivor. Then not long ago, I had been brought in by muggle authorities to confirm the corpse of my only child. I should have been there...
I enjoyCigars. Dueling. Quidditch. Gambling. Liquor. Love. Music.
I despiseOpera. Wine. Guidelines. Religion. Court.
I’m afraid ofbeing broke and homeless
My strengths aredetermination, and ruthlessness
My flaws aretendency to hold grudges, and my love for freedom,
My O.W.L. Scores Were: Astronomy A Charms A Cursebreaking O Defense Against Dark Arts E Herbology P History of Magic E Potions O Transfigurations O Wizard Law E
My N.E.W.T. Scores Were: Cursebreaking E Defense Against Dark Arts O Potions E Transfigurations E Wizard Law A
Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 2:41 pm
Elizabeth Cersei Belvina Burke Deceased
Hi, my name isElizabeth Cersei Belvina Burke
But I mostly go byElaina, or Cersei
I'm ayoung lady,of course
I amworking for Quynn at All or Nothing down on Diagon Alley, you should come check it out!
I'mseventeenyears old.
My birthday is July 16
My dream job isto be famous
My blood status ishalf-witch and half-veela, but I've only told one person that, so far*accepted*
The house I was in wasGryffindor
I would have been in the class of2024butI dropped out after my fifth year in 2022.
I’m interested inboys... and girls, too
I’m currentlysingle, but there is someone who catches my fancy...
People say that, in a nutshell, I'mutterly reckless and lucky as bloody hell. I have a thirst for breaking rules and going against orders, as it is, I absolutely detest authority figures. My mum calls me her wild child, and doesn’t even try to “parent” me anymore. I’m manipulative, and vindictive, jealous and greedy, I’m an only child and some like to think that makes me a brat, but it’s not my fault I get all of the attention. Despite it all, I never seem to fall into the consequences of trouble. I can always wiggle out of any scenario I'm in, even if it means being insane. Which is easy becuse I have a flair for dramatics, I overreact and I love to be the center of attention, but overall, I’m bold. I speak my mind and I defend in what I believe in, I have an unyielding sense of mind, as my mother puts it, but my friends just say I’m stubborn. It’s not like I always have to be right, it’s just, everyone else is always wrong. But I always believe in what’s right, and I have a strong sense of honor and chivalry, even if my short temperament as a half veela gets in the way at times.
My background story isunique, I suppose. My mum isn’t a witch, she’s veela, and my father is a pureblood wizard with an ancient line obsessed with blood purity and pride. Because of that and the hate between my parents, my father constantly walked in and out of my life until I was about seven, and then he disappeared. My mum never told me what had happened to him, if he died, or, if he’s still out there—I wonder if she even knows. Anyway, my mum and I moved a lot, so I never stayed in one place for too long. She always doted on me, and took care of me, even as she juggled with her life as a singer. As I grew older, and wilder, she began to focus more on her career and her love life than on me. But, that had always been fine, it gave me the freedom to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted, and when I got bored, I would always hit the town to see what trouble I can cause or what friends I can make.
All of my years at Hogwarts had flown by, each one as boring as the last. Of course, there was always school drama, students going missing, and victims of a coma, or the occasional murder on school grounds. I guess it was a lot, but, none of it terribly excited because none of it happened to me, so as far as it's concerned, I don't really care. I dropped out of Hogwarts once I failed my OWL's and realized school was absolutely not for me. Mum didn't take it well, and she's basically kicking me out. Brilliant, right? Only she can't, because I'm too young, so, joke's on her.
I enjoyActing, and performing. Laughter and pain, and emotion. Photography. Magic. Art. Sculpting. Painting.
I despiseLoneliness. Silence. Rejection. Wizards Chess. Calla Lilies. Teddy Bears.
I’m afraid ofcommitment
My strengths aremy free spirit, and rebelliious nature,
My flaws areI'm very naive and easy to manipulate,
My OWL Scores wereAstronomy - P Charms - A Defense Against the Dark Arts - D Herbology - P History of Magic - P Potions - A Transfigurations - E Art - O Music - P Healing - E
My NEWT Scores wereI did not take my NEWTS.
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you!My mother told me that my father's side of the family were rumored to be parselmouth's and my mum suspects I am too, *accepted* and she's right.
We're not even close to the direct head of the Burke family, my father's a distant cousin of the patriarch, twice removed, or something-- and my grandparents have tried their best but disowned us; cut ties because I'm not a pure blood witch. My mother never changed her surname after the divorce with my father shortly after my birth, I think it was to spite his family after everything they had done.
