Post by elysia whitney moran on Apr 7, 2012 13:51:43 GMT -5
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[/b][/div]elysia whitney moran
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history & personality;;
I was born in Dublin, Ireland to a pureblood family. My father is the head of international magical cooperation at the Irish ministry, and my mother designed dresses in her spare time. I was eldest of two girls. My little sister, Callie, and I got along quite well. We were close in age and had the same temperament. We did, however, differ on our hobbies. While Callie wanted to go outside and play with all the children our parents set us up with on play dates, I preferred to stay inside and not get dirty running around. It was like that as I grew older as well. I never understood the point in ground-quidditch or tag. They were just silly games.
When I was seven, my father thought it was time I got over my hatred of the outdoors, and enrolled my sister and I in horseback riding lessons. We had stables at the manor already, and Mother and Father used to go out riding almost every night. While I was afraid of the horses at first, I amazingly took to it quite quickly. Soon, it was hard for them to get me off a horse. I took far less interest in the flying lessons they gave us the following year, clinging to the broom so hard my knuckles turned white. I refused to fly any higher than a couple of feet, so they gave up on me after the first week, unlike Irene who would gladly show off her flips and twirls whenever she got the chance.
When I turned nine, Father was offered a position in the British ministry. It was in the same department, but he would be working closer with the Ministers, trying to settle international squabbles. It was quite a promotion, and we left for London right away. It was there I met Sadie. Her father was the Minister's assistant and worked closely with mine, so one day my father had her family over for dinner and we got to know one another. She was the first friend I made in England, and despite our cultural, financial, and blood differences, we became the best of friends.
I went to Hogwarts when I was eleven and was sorted into Slytherin, as my mother hoped I would be. Her whole family had been in Slytherin for many years, whereas my father's side was mostly Ravenclaw. I loved Hogwarts. I loved learning and being able to use magic, and the feeling of power I had when I held my wand. I made friends easily in Slytherin, but there were some people outside of my house I was interested in, as well.
Garrett was a Gryffindor in my year. Professor Slughorn had paired us up for a project and we hit it off. At first it was just a good friendship - like having a brother - but as we grew older, I began to appreciate his good looks and unwavering bravery. If he ever noticed my feelings change, he never said anything. It was all business as usual, and I didn't do anything to change that. At the time, I didn't want to do anything to risk losing the unique little group we had put together. Me, Garrett, Sadie, and Christian. Four unlikely friends from different houses. I still can't understand how it happened, but it worked. We were there for each other during the darkest moments in our lives. For me, that was when my mother disappeared.
I was just entering third year, and Callie was joining me at Hogwarts for the first time. It was early November when Father visited school to tell us she had passed away. According to him, she'd been sick since we went away to school. He said she hadn't wanted us to see her like that, and that she didn't even want us at her funeral. It was all very believable, and it certainly fooled Irene, but I wasn't easily convinced. Mother wrote to us every weekend, and hadn't stopped during her supposed illness, when Father claimed she'd been too sick to even sketch. I knew the truth of it, as I told him later on when Callie was out of earshot. Mother had abandoned us. But, with no idea where or why she'd gone, and no hope of finding her, we continued to act as though she'd died, for the sake of Callie and the general public.
The loss of my mother only served to bring myself and my friends closer together. While Callie put her emotions into her schoolwork and flying, I ignored my studies to spend time with Sadie, or spent an entire History class writing notes with Garrett. Somehow I managed to get by with acceptable grades, but my heart wasn't into it anymore. By fifth year I had yet to decide what I wanted to do with my life. It was a fact Father was sure to bring up in every letter to me. Irene, a third year, knew what she wanted to do, so why didn't I? Eventually I stopped trying to explain that I didn't know what I wanted, and started telling him I was considering working in the Ministry. It was a lie, but it got him to stop hounding me.
At the end of seventh year, as we were all readying ourselves to leave Hogwarts, I became extremely depressed. I felt I wouldn't have anything left after school. My friends would scatter and become busy with their own lives, my father had become a workaholic in my mother's absence, my sister was still in school, and I had no plans for the future. Then, on the morning of graduation, I received the letter that changed my life. It was written in my mother's handwriting and told me to meet her in Knockturn Alley on the coming weekend.
She hadn't changed in the five years she'd been away, and it seemed like nothing had happened as we started to talk. But I had to ask why she'd gone, and she said she'd been offered a wonderful position with a man that was going to change the world. She said that Father wouldn't have understood, so she had to leave him. She was just waiting until Irene and I got out of Hogwarts to tell us the truth, and offer us positions with him as well. I didn't need to hear anymore. I agreed immediately. I would've done anything to see her again.
My first instructions were simple: get a job in my father's department at the ministry. I was to work hard at it and try to get promoted quickly so I would soon be involved in the affairs of the Minister. I couldn't tell anyone of my involvement with the Dark Lord, or my mother. Lastly, I had to rid myself of all muggle attachment. Oddly, it was the hardest thing I was asked to do. I didn't know any muggles, but I had muggle-born friends, and I wasn't about to give them up. So I lied.
It's been two years since I became a Death Eater. I don't really regret my decision. I spend every possible moment with my mother, and not all of them were spent doing something for the Dark Lord. I've grown close to some of the other Death Eaters in my age group. Like Effie Wilde, the new Hogwarts Librarian. It was during a visit to her chambers that I met Kevin Willis, a charming seventh year Ravenclaw who I'm quite close with now.
You see, while I'm still great friends with Sadie, Garrett and Christian, things have become a little complicated this year. Sadie and Garrett have finally realized their feelings for each other, and I just can't stand to see them together. I know what you're thinking - how can a Death Eater not find the courage to tell someone that she's liked him for Merlin knows how long? Well, let's be honest, I've never been very courageous. But I still have hope for Garrett and I. Kevin, that sweet Ravenclaw boy, isn't really all that important to me. I mean, yes, he's mildly attractive, and very romantic. But he's not Garrett. If anything, I'm only going out with Kevin in the hopes that Garrett gets just a little bit jealous.
odds & ends;;
My wand is ten inches, cherry wood, with the feather of a phoenix. My patronus takes the form of a komodo dragon. The memory I use is going horseback riding with my parents and sister when I was a child, back home in Ireland. We would stay out all day and have a picnic. I think if I were to look into the Mirror of Erised, I might see that, too. My sister and I would be older, maybe, but we would be a family again. And Garrett would be with me, but Sadie and Christian would still be our friends. That's what I want most.
My greatest fear is losing everyone, and not just in death. That would be horrible too, but what I fear most is everyone abandoning me because of my actions. Similarly, my worst memory was realizing my mother had left me. We had been so close, and to suddenly know that she'd just gone without saying goodbye was heartbreaking.
I'm a pureblood. I was in Slytherin house during my time at Hogwarts. Now that I'm out of school, I work in the Ministry in the department for international magical cooperation, like my father. Although most of my free time is spent at Hogwarts, visiting with Kevin and Effie and my sister. I am a Death Eater.
I was born in Dublin, Ireland to a pureblood family. My father is the head of international magical cooperation at the Irish ministry, and my mother designed dresses in her spare time. I was eldest of two girls. My little sister, Callie, and I got along quite well. We were close in age and had the same temperament. We did, however, differ on our hobbies. While Callie wanted to go outside and play with all the children our parents set us up with on play dates, I preferred to stay inside and not get dirty running around. It was like that as I grew older as well. I never understood the point in ground-quidditch or tag. They were just silly games.
When I was seven, my father thought it was time I got over my hatred of the outdoors, and enrolled my sister and I in horseback riding lessons. We had stables at the manor already, and Mother and Father used to go out riding almost every night. While I was afraid of the horses at first, I amazingly took to it quite quickly. Soon, it was hard for them to get me off a horse. I took far less interest in the flying lessons they gave us the following year, clinging to the broom so hard my knuckles turned white. I refused to fly any higher than a couple of feet, so they gave up on me after the first week, unlike Irene who would gladly show off her flips and twirls whenever she got the chance.
When I turned nine, Father was offered a position in the British ministry. It was in the same department, but he would be working closer with the Ministers, trying to settle international squabbles. It was quite a promotion, and we left for London right away. It was there I met Sadie. Her father was the Minister's assistant and worked closely with mine, so one day my father had her family over for dinner and we got to know one another. She was the first friend I made in England, and despite our cultural, financial, and blood differences, we became the best of friends.
I went to Hogwarts when I was eleven and was sorted into Slytherin, as my mother hoped I would be. Her whole family had been in Slytherin for many years, whereas my father's side was mostly Ravenclaw. I loved Hogwarts. I loved learning and being able to use magic, and the feeling of power I had when I held my wand. I made friends easily in Slytherin, but there were some people outside of my house I was interested in, as well.
Garrett was a Gryffindor in my year. Professor Slughorn had paired us up for a project and we hit it off. At first it was just a good friendship - like having a brother - but as we grew older, I began to appreciate his good looks and unwavering bravery. If he ever noticed my feelings change, he never said anything. It was all business as usual, and I didn't do anything to change that. At the time, I didn't want to do anything to risk losing the unique little group we had put together. Me, Garrett, Sadie, and Christian. Four unlikely friends from different houses. I still can't understand how it happened, but it worked. We were there for each other during the darkest moments in our lives. For me, that was when my mother disappeared.
I was just entering third year, and Callie was joining me at Hogwarts for the first time. It was early November when Father visited school to tell us she had passed away. According to him, she'd been sick since we went away to school. He said she hadn't wanted us to see her like that, and that she didn't even want us at her funeral. It was all very believable, and it certainly fooled Irene, but I wasn't easily convinced. Mother wrote to us every weekend, and hadn't stopped during her supposed illness, when Father claimed she'd been too sick to even sketch. I knew the truth of it, as I told him later on when Callie was out of earshot. Mother had abandoned us. But, with no idea where or why she'd gone, and no hope of finding her, we continued to act as though she'd died, for the sake of Callie and the general public.
The loss of my mother only served to bring myself and my friends closer together. While Callie put her emotions into her schoolwork and flying, I ignored my studies to spend time with Sadie, or spent an entire History class writing notes with Garrett. Somehow I managed to get by with acceptable grades, but my heart wasn't into it anymore. By fifth year I had yet to decide what I wanted to do with my life. It was a fact Father was sure to bring up in every letter to me. Irene, a third year, knew what she wanted to do, so why didn't I? Eventually I stopped trying to explain that I didn't know what I wanted, and started telling him I was considering working in the Ministry. It was a lie, but it got him to stop hounding me.
At the end of seventh year, as we were all readying ourselves to leave Hogwarts, I became extremely depressed. I felt I wouldn't have anything left after school. My friends would scatter and become busy with their own lives, my father had become a workaholic in my mother's absence, my sister was still in school, and I had no plans for the future. Then, on the morning of graduation, I received the letter that changed my life. It was written in my mother's handwriting and told me to meet her in Knockturn Alley on the coming weekend.
She hadn't changed in the five years she'd been away, and it seemed like nothing had happened as we started to talk. But I had to ask why she'd gone, and she said she'd been offered a wonderful position with a man that was going to change the world. She said that Father wouldn't have understood, so she had to leave him. She was just waiting until Irene and I got out of Hogwarts to tell us the truth, and offer us positions with him as well. I didn't need to hear anymore. I agreed immediately. I would've done anything to see her again.
My first instructions were simple: get a job in my father's department at the ministry. I was to work hard at it and try to get promoted quickly so I would soon be involved in the affairs of the Minister. I couldn't tell anyone of my involvement with the Dark Lord, or my mother. Lastly, I had to rid myself of all muggle attachment. Oddly, it was the hardest thing I was asked to do. I didn't know any muggles, but I had muggle-born friends, and I wasn't about to give them up. So I lied.
It's been two years since I became a Death Eater. I don't really regret my decision. I spend every possible moment with my mother, and not all of them were spent doing something for the Dark Lord. I've grown close to some of the other Death Eaters in my age group. Like Effie Wilde, the new Hogwarts Librarian. It was during a visit to her chambers that I met Kevin Willis, a charming seventh year Ravenclaw who I'm quite close with now.
You see, while I'm still great friends with Sadie, Garrett and Christian, things have become a little complicated this year. Sadie and Garrett have finally realized their feelings for each other, and I just can't stand to see them together. I know what you're thinking - how can a Death Eater not find the courage to tell someone that she's liked him for Merlin knows how long? Well, let's be honest, I've never been very courageous. But I still have hope for Garrett and I. Kevin, that sweet Ravenclaw boy, isn't really all that important to me. I mean, yes, he's mildly attractive, and very romantic. But he's not Garrett. If anything, I'm only going out with Kevin in the hopes that Garrett gets just a little bit jealous.
odds & ends;;
My wand is ten inches, cherry wood, with the feather of a phoenix. My patronus takes the form of a komodo dragon. The memory I use is going horseback riding with my parents and sister when I was a child, back home in Ireland. We would stay out all day and have a picnic. I think if I were to look into the Mirror of Erised, I might see that, too. My sister and I would be older, maybe, but we would be a family again. And Garrett would be with me, but Sadie and Christian would still be our friends. That's what I want most.
My greatest fear is losing everyone, and not just in death. That would be horrible too, but what I fear most is everyone abandoning me because of my actions. Similarly, my worst memory was realizing my mother had left me. We had been so close, and to suddenly know that she'd just gone without saying goodbye was heartbreaking.
I'm a pureblood. I was in Slytherin house during my time at Hogwarts. Now that I'm out of school, I work in the Ministry in the department for international magical cooperation, like my father. Although most of my free time is spent at Hogwarts, visiting with Kevin and Effie and my sister. I am a Death Eater.
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