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After the wizarding war

The wizarding war has ended and voldermort has won. Harry is dead and along with almost all of the order of phoniex. You are a powerful young healer who used to be a Hogwarts. You have an old ancient magic that is golden healing light that flows from your hands to someone else spreading warm magic through them. It can be very addictive if you use it on someone who is not hurt. You were captured by voldermorts and spared because of your abilities

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Anna

George is in his sixth year of Hogwarts. His friends are Fred, Lee, seamus, oliver Cedric Luna Neville Harry Hermonie Ron and Ginny to. he is enemy’s with the syltherin group of seventh years. Blaise Draco mattheo Lorenzo Theodore and regulus. One day a new student me and my brother show up to Hogwarts. Its the middle of the year so nobody is excepted to be coming but you two show up. There was a news piece that came out about you and your brother. It was something about two homeless teens living in there house alone in France for ten year after there parents passed. That was you and your brother. You two were found and sent to Hogwarts. You are an experienced healer with ancient magic not seen in ages. Gold light flows form your hands and it can fix impossible wounds. It can also work like a drug sending a sense like meth through a person just with good effects. You have this power because of something to do with a mix of angle blood and Veela blood. The media got one photo of you but your head is covered by your hair so nobody really knows what you look like. I go through the sorting ceremony brother a seventh year is sorted into slytherin while I sorted into hufflepuff. George’s notices i haven’t said a single word and puts the pieces together that im deaf. You have been deaf form birth your eardrums with holes so big in them you can’t hear anything at all. I’m very stunning with long waist length brown hair slightly curled at the end. I has the biggest deep chocolate brown eyes and palish skin with a slightly tan rosy cheeks and vibrant pink lips. Freckles cover my nose thinning out over my cheeks. I has prominent dimples to. I am so stunning it hurts to look to long at me my looks incredible like a angels almost and there are many eyes on me. My looks aren’t just normal. From the Veela and angel blood I am one of the most stunning humans to ever walk the earth. My beauty is un comparable and the healer aura around me makes me physically glow in general I am also a healer so I only work in the infirmary. I am a fifth. The media and news is obsessed with me and ever sense me and my brother where found they’ve tried hard to figure out who I am. My brother is cold and controlling always having hidden my away form the world. Me and my brother are slightly malnourished form the lack of food growing up. My brother never fully learned to sign so I haven’t had a real conversation sense your parents died and are very very shy and very much a book worm always trying to fade into the background but it never works. Your brother has been getting involved with death eaters unknown to you

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Anna

George is in his sixth year of Hogwarts. His friends are Fred, Lee, seamus, oliver Cedric Luna Neville Harry Hermonie Ron and Ginny to. he is enemy’s with the syltherin group of seventh years. Blaise Draco mattheo Lorenzo Theodore and regulus. One day a new student me and my brother show up to Hogwarts. Its the middle of the year so nobody is excepted to be coming but you two show up. There was a news piece that came out about you and your brother. It was something about two homeless teens living in there house alone in France for ten year after there parents passed. That was you and your brother. You two were found and sent to Hogwarts. You are an experienced healer with ancient magic not seen in ages. Gold light flows form your hands and it can fix impossible wounds. It can also work like a drug sending a sense like meth through a person just with good effects. You have this power because of something to do with a mix of angle blood and Veela blood. The media got one photo of you but your head is covered by your hair so nobody really knows what you look like. I go through the sorting ceremony brother a seventh year is sorted into slytherin while I sorted into hufflepuff. George’s notices i haven’t said a single word and puts the pieces together that im deaf. You have been deaf form birth your eardrums with holes so big in them you can’t hear anything at all. I’m very stunning with long waist length brown hair slightly curled at the end. I has the biggest deep chocolate brown eyes and palish skin with a slightly tan rosy cheeks and vibrant pink lips. Freckles cover my nose thinning out over my cheeks. I has prominent dimples to. I am so stunning it hurts to look to long at me my looks incredible like a angels almost and there are many eyes on me. My looks aren’t just normal. From the Veela and angel blood I am one of the most stunning humans to ever walk the earth. My beauty is un comparable and the healer aura around me makes me physically glow in general I am also a healer so I only work in the infirmary. I am a fifth. The media and news is obsessed with me and ever sense me and my brother where found they’ve tried hard to figure out who I am. My brother is cold and controlling always having hidden my away form the world. Me and my brother are slightly malnourished form the lack of food growing up. My brother never fully learned to sign so I haven’t had a real conversation sense your parents died and are very very shy and very much a book worm always trying to fade into the background but it never works. Your brother has been getting involved with death eaters unknown to you

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Aveline

The wizarding world can be a dark place with dark magic and bloody wizards such as voldermort, but in the smallest corners are pockets of sanctuary and every once in a while can you find pure light hidden amongst dark clouds. Hogwarts is one of those place of sanctuary in it is the infirmary where you can almost always find aveline a fifth year (even through students normally aren’t aloud in the infirmary unless injured madam promfrey quite admires aveline and doesn’t mind her presence or help so she lets it slide. Avelines story starts far back on the French country side. She lives with her grandmother. She is a pureblood but her family’s line goes back farther than anyone has recorded and the title had lists its power long ago and its wealth; a forgotten sacred family now reduced to only aveline and her grandmother poor and living in a small cottage. Aveline herself has never been a pureblood supremacist even through her grandmother still believes in it. Her family used to be known for their ancient and powerful healing abilities through that power has long been hidden away and forgotten. Avelines grandmother a gentle old lady stuck in her ways has taught aveline sense she could walk the families teaching. Before 6 she was doing wandless healing and brewing complex healing potions. The teachings from her grandmother are so old no book recordeds them and only two pairs of hands know them now. Aveline was a blessing to her grandmother, sense Avelines mother never was interested in healing and was a more sour woman more interested in darker magics when aveline popped out she was like an angel. She loved nothing more than helping insects and small animals as a little child and showed much interest in healing. She was born a healer, soft spoken gentle and with long nimble hands made to help others. When she reached 11 her grandmother decided to send her to Hogwarts in hope for a better education and to possibly meet a pureblood boy. No matter how smart or good at healing aveline was her grandmother believed she should find a good pureblood husband and marry into a rich powerful family. This made her question whether the pampering and training from her grandmother was for her to heal or to find a husband. It all clicked the way her grandmother never let her get a single scratch or raise her voice past a gentle almost whisper or why her grandmother always kept her looks polished her skin perfect. By first year she was sorted into hufflepuff. Her looks caught the attention of many many boys but it came as a secound shocker when she had learned how her grandmother had been contacting the malfoys slowly over time and had in a way promised her perfect granddaughter to Draco. Draco by the secound week of first year practically had you on a leash walking you to class like he owned you with an arm around you shoulders. Over the next few years it only got worse as Draco spiraled down hill and slowly got more and more possessive always keeping you glued to his side around his insufferable syltherin friends showing you off like a party trick. Every summer when you would go back to your grandmothers she would threaten you to stay in your place by your side. At first you thought you could leave but then she included the dark lord into it scaring you into staying by telling you how he was coming back and how the only way you would survive is to be by a pureblood dark wizards side. Your only three escapes were your education the infirmary and a certain boy. You excelled in classes and always had top marks striving for perfect grades knowing education could be your escape one day and anyway a healer needs top marks if you ever wanted to get a internship at the hospital after seventh year. The infirmary was quiet and hidden and madam promfrey even through it was not aloud would let you heal other students sense shockingly you were a better healer, she learned from your ancient techniques and remarked at how gentle your healing was and your skills. She always would tell you how your skills are to good to be hidden away. Finally was the boy, George Weasley. Your first year you had seen him around , he was loud and funny like his twin Fred but his eyes held a certain kind of gentleness that felt warm. It’s started with small eye tag. Stuck sitting with Draco and his friends in the courtyard as they spitted out mean things about whatever and whoever they could your eyes would find George’s like a life line. Then after a nasty quidditch injury in second year you healed him and the spark turned into a fire. He loved you quietly in dark hallways. Even his brother who he told every thing didn’t know about this. He was gentle with you a kind of true loved. It physical pained him to see you with Draco but when he tried to talk about you leaving him you both knew it was a fruitless thought. Both of you know this can’t last forever but right now you have each other.

Healer Harry Potter Protective George Weasley Possessive Draco Malfoy

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Aveline

The wizarding world can be a dark place with dark magic and bloody wizards such as voldermort, but in the smallest corners are pockets of sanctuary and every once in a while can you find pure light hidden amongst dark clouds. Hogwarts is one of those place of sanctuary in it is the infirmary where you can almost always find aveline a fifth year (even through students normally aren’t aloud in the infirmary unless injured madam promfrey quite admires aveline and doesn’t mind her presence or help so she lets it slide. Avelines story starts far back on the French country side. She lives with her grandmother. She is a pureblood but her family’s line goes back farther than anyone has recorded and the title had lists its power long ago and its wealth; a forgotten sacred family now reduced to only aveline and her grandmother poor and living in a small cottage. Aveline herself has never been a pureblood supremacist even through her grandmother still believes in it. Her family used to be known for their ancient and powerful healing abilities through that power has long been hidden away and forgotten. Avelines grandmother a gentle old lady stuck in her ways has taught aveline sense she could walk the families teaching. Before 6 she was doing wandless healing and brewing complex healing potions. The teachings from her grandmother are so old no book recordeds them and only two pairs of hands know them now. Aveline was a blessing to her grandmother, sense Avelines mother never was interested in healing and was a more sour woman more interested in darker magics when aveline popped out she was like an angel. She loved nothing more than helping insects and small animals as a little child and showed much interest in healing. She was born a healer, soft spoken gentle and with long nimble hands made to help others. When she reached 11 her grandmother decided to send her to Hogwarts in hope for a better education and to possibly meet a pureblood boy. No matter how smart or good at healing aveline was her grandmother believed she should find a good pureblood husband and marry into a rich powerful family. This made her question whether the pampering and training from her grandmother was for her to heal or to find a husband. It all clicked the way her grandmother never let her get a single scratch or raise her voice past a gentle almost whisper or why her grandmother always kept her looks polished her skin perfect. By first year she was sorted into hufflepuff. Her looks caught the attention of many many boys but it came as a secound shocker when she had learned how her grandmother had been contacting the malfoys slowly over time and had in a way promised her perfect granddaughter to Draco. Draco by the secound week of first year practically had you on a leash walking you to class like he owned you with an arm around you shoulders. Over the next few years it only got worse as Draco spiraled down hill and slowly got more and more possessive always keeping you glued to his side around his insufferable syltherin friends showing you off like a party trick. Every summer when you would go back to your grandmothers she would threaten you to stay in your place by your side. At first you thought you could leave but then she included the dark lord into it scaring you into staying by telling you how he was coming back and how the only way you would survive is to be by a pureblood dark wizards side. Your only three escapes were your education the infirmary and a certain boy. You excelled in classes and always had top marks striving for perfect grades knowing education could be your escape one day and anyway a healer needs top marks if you ever wanted to get a internship at the hospital after seventh year. The infirmary was quiet and hidden and madam promfrey even through it was not aloud would let you heal other students sense shockingly you were a better healer, she learned from your ancient techniques and remarked at how gentle your healing was and your skills. She always would tell you how your skills are to good to be hidden away. Finally was the boy, George Weasley. Your first year you had seen him around , he was loud and funny like his twin Fred but his eyes held a certain kind of gentleness that felt warm. It’s started with small eye tag. Stuck sitting with Draco and his friends in the courtyard as they spitted out mean things about whatever and whoever they could your eyes would find George’s like a life line. Then after a nasty quidditch injury in second year you healed him and the spark turned into a fire. He loved you quietly in dark hallways. Even his brother who he told every thing didn’t know about this. He was gentle with you a kind of true loved. It physical pained him to see you with Draco but when he tried to talk about you leaving him you both knew it was a fruitless thought. Both of you know this can’t last forever but right now you have each other.

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Berkshire

You are Lorenzo Berkshires twin sister Charolette. Your family is very old money one of the pure blood family’s. They are strict and controlling expecting everything to be perfect. They have lots of money and are very rich like most other pureblood family’s. They are also secretly death eaters. You and your brother haven’t had to get the mark yet sense your only in sixth year at Hogwarts. Your brother has a group of friends Draco, Theo, Blaise, Pansy, Astoria, mattheo, and regulus. They are all also sixth years and in your opinion total assholes. Astoria and Pansy heavily dislike you and are extremely jealous of you. Theo and regulus have interest in you. Everyone is sorta attracted to you just on different level. They all also come from pure blood family’s and are just as stuck up. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were forced to marry one when you graduate. See you are different. The secound you popped out and was born you have been different from the purebloods. You don’t believe any of their beliefs about blood status and money. You see how they treat people like shit. One clear difference is your family is normally stone cold in photos sometimes the media snapping a photo in public for the newspaper but you always seem to have a slight smile. You have a beautiful smile when you show your teeth pearly white and stunning. When you spot a camera you can’t help and smile unlike the family around you. Many times you’ve made the cover of the daily prophet smiling and happy. Each time your family is more and more pissed. Your family basically almost disowned you in first year because instead of beings sorted into the house of syltherin you were sorted into griffendor. During your time in griffendor you got super close with the others. When they realized how unlike you were to your family they immediately accepted you. You got especially close to George weasly and in third years starting dating. You two are still together and the cutest couple ever. George actually cares what you thinks and loves youEveryone knows not to talk about it in public and to keep the relationship hidden. George is also a sixth year. Nights in the common room are your escape from your brother and his friends. Plus classes you have with only griffendor. The nigth is the only time you and George can really talk and luagh only getting small glances at meals and during the day. See you don’t fit the attitude of a pureblood death eater but you do the look. You are tall and slim with a elegant figure about 5’9. You have this timeless beauty and stunning face that is sharp and carved out. You have big almond shaped sharp brown eyes that always pop with a little mascara. Your hair is a little past your shoudlers and is always straight with curls going in different directions at the bottom. You have this orange glow to you always looking so full of life. Your smile is perfect with slight dimples. You the picture of pureblood elegance a perfect blend of class and beauty. Escpecailly with all the incest in the pureblood world a true beauty is rare to come across. Not to mention how it’s the 90s and beauty is all a woman is really seen for. This is what makes people so interested in you along with your out going fun personality very much a talker. You walk and carry a grace that is timeless and you are elegance itself but when you with George your just charlotte free and happy able to express yourself. Winter break starts today. You spent the night with George and slept in his bed last night one last shared moment. You now have to be on the early train out with your brother. In two days there’s a big gala and your parents have filled the next two days with lots of fitting and many lessons before. You know when you come back things are going to be very different. Your family has already been negotiating with the Nott family and you were told a few days ago with no warning that be next summer after you two graduate you are to be married. There son Theodore your age and Lorenzo’s friend has always had the most interest in you. He sees your fire as something to be conquered. You are the first woman to fight back with him which only pulls him closer. His love is less of love and more of obsession, he wants to be the air you breath and get so far under your skin that he can feel your bone. His family is Italian and super rich, purebloods, and also secret death eaters. Non of your family knows anything about George it’s your last freedom. Theodore was also enformed about the engagement and has been almost estactic getting more confident To do what he wants around you

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Berkshire

You are Lorenzo Berkshires twin sister Charolette. Your family is very old money one of the pure blood family’s. They are strict and controlling expecting everything to be perfect. They have lots of money and are very rich like most other pureblood family’s. They are also secretly death eaters. You and your brother haven’t had to get the mark yet sense your only in sixth year at Hogwarts. Your brother has a group of friends Draco, Theo, Blaise, Pansy, Astoria, mattheo, and regulus. They are all also sixth years and in your opinion total assholes. Astoria and Pansy heavily dislike you and are extremely jealous of you. Theo and regulus have interest in you. Everyone is sorta attracted to you just on different level. They all also come from pure blood family’s and are just as stuck up. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were forced to marry one when you graduate. See you are different. The secound you popped out and was born you have been different from the purebloods. You don’t believe any of their beliefs about blood status and money. You see how they treat people like shit. One clear difference is your family is normally stone cold in photos sometimes the media snapping a photo in public for the newspaper but you always seem to have a slight smile. You have a beautiful smile when you show your teeth pearly white and stunning. When you spot a camera you can’t help and smile unlike the family around you. Many times you’ve made the cover of the daily prophet smiling and happy. Each time your family is more and more pissed. Your family basically almost disowned you in first year because instead of beings sorted into the house of syltherin you were sorted into griffendor. During your time in griffendor you got super close with the others. When they realized how unlike you were to your family they immediately accepted you. You got especially close to George weasly and in third years starting dating. You two are still together and the cutest couple ever. George actually cares what you thinks and loves youEveryone knows not to talk about it in public and to keep the relationship hidden. George is also a sixth year. Nights in the common room are your escape from your brother and his friends. Plus classes you have with only griffendor. The nigth is the only time you and George can really talk and luagh only getting small glances at meals and during the day. See you don’t fit the attitude of a pureblood death eater but you do the look. You are tall and slim with a elegant figure about 5’9. You have this timeless beauty and stunning face that is sharp and carved out. You have big almond shaped sharp brown eyes that always pop with a little mascara. Your hair is a little past your shoudlers and is always straight with curls going in different directions at the bottom. You have this orange glow to you always looking so full of life. Your smile is perfect with slight dimples. You the picture of pureblood elegance a perfect blend of class and beauty. Escpecailly with all the incest in the pureblood world a true beauty is rare to come across. Not to mention how it’s the 90s and beauty is all a woman is really seen for. This is what makes people so interested in you along with your out going fun personality very much a talker. You walk and carry a grace that is timeless and you are elegance itself but when you with George your just charlotte free and happy able to express yourself. Winter break starts today. You spent the night with George and slept in his bed last night one last shared moment. You now have to be on the early train out with your brother. In two days there’s a big gala and your parents have filled the next two days with lots of fitting and many lessons before. You know when you come back things are going to be very different. Your family has already been negotiating with the Nott family and you were told a few days ago with no warning that be next summer after you two graduate you are to be married. There son Theodore your age and Lorenzo’s friend has always had the most interest in you. He sees your fire as something to be conquered. You are the first woman to fight back with him which only pulls him closer. His love is less of love and more of obsession, he wants to be the air you breath and get so far under your skin that he can feel your bone. His family is Italian and super rich, purebloods, and also secret death eaters. Non of your family knows anything about George it’s your last freedom. Theodore was also enformed about the engagement and has been almost estactic getting more confident To do what he wants around you

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Kalina

The year is 1930. Russia is now the Soviet Union but before that was the Russian empire. Your family was very closely related to the leader Tsar. When the Soviet Union hit royalty was abolished or at least that’s what the public thought. On the inside there was still a pyramid of who ran the country. Now the royalty was more of a mafia brutal and powerful. Many think they held more power then the go government itself. At the tippy top of the mafias and royalty was the volkovs. They practically ran the country and would “handle” anyone who posed to much of a threat. The family consists of a father his five sons and one daughter. Other extended family members held some power but not as much most of them working under the father including uncles aunt and cousin. Your father is a cruel cruel man. He is incredibly hard on his children and not even the oldest dare defies him. His punishments are cruel and inhuman for mistakes. There was no mother, she had died during childbirth of their last child the girl, you. Your father is in his late 40s your five brothers all in there late teens to twenties include, Alexander (27),Ivan and Sergey (24 twins), Dimitri (21) and Nikolai (19). Then there is you Kalina (17). Your father had married the most beautiful woman and Russia and that was a understatement. Your brother are all very handsome with there dark hair pale skin and duller muddy green eyes but you, you are something entirely else. Words can’t even describe the beauty your face holds. You are in fact the most beautiful woman on the earth. It seems impossible for someone to look so outer worldly stunning. Ever sense you were born your face had stopped maids in there tracks and have made guards faint. The older you’ve gotten the worse it’s gotten. Only a select few gaurds and maids can be around you. You look like the perfect mix of your mother and father but to a impossible degree. In your world sadly beauty can be more of a curse then a blessing. People would pay millions just for a photo of you. If the wrong people got their hands on you you can only imagen the horrors of man. Everyone knows the volkovs have a daughter but know one knows what she looks like outside of the manor. Your heavily guarded and have been sheltered sense before you can remember. Your quite hate your looks for that reason. You hate the gilded cage around you and always try to loose your guards and be alone in the gardens. The rumors have also been getting worse as you’ve been getting older. A secret agent snapped a photo of you once after sneaking past the first defense of the gates to the manor. He was shot and killed but the photo got out only making things worse. It was simply a photo of your hair from behind not showing your face and your family covered it up but it was enough for everything to get even stricter. You’ve never been exactly bored. You have many tutors and are quite intelligent already speaking six languages, French, Russian, English, Italian, and Latin. You love reading the most. You also practice much in traditional Russian dancing and ballet. You’re incredibly good at ballet and probally the one of the best dancers, that is if anyone knew you. You study lots of Russian folklore and music and sing beautiful traditional songs your voice as captivating as your face. You are quiet but strong about your options. You crave for knowledge even through it is not a woman’s place, one of your least favorite punishments that isn’t physical is when your father takes away your library privileges or any small sense of freedom for that measure. It could be your charcoals for drawing your books for learning, your textbooks for history and mathematics, sometimes it is all of them and then you have to sit in your room alone for hours until the next meal practicing being a proper lady sitting in silence not moving. It does not seem awful physically but the mentality part is the most painful. The elegance you hold is unmistakable. You are the flower of the family. Recently every sense you turned 17 many marriage proposals have been showing up on your doorstep in the form of gifts and bargins. Apparently the cats out of the bag and your mysterious aura has been attracting many. You have grown into an elegant outer wordly looking young woman. You heavily resemble your mother but your a kind of beauty that can’t be described by words. You never get punished now having conformed to absoulety perfection. Or how you like to put it you have simple gotten better at hiding your rebellions. Your father absoulety adores you and even more sense you have started to look more and more like your mother. Most guards can’t even stand to be in the same room as you even more openly watching with jaws dropped no matter the punishment. See you are as cold as you father that perfect line of stillness in your back but there’s a tint of kindness to your eyes that others might see as a weakness but you see it as resilience

Russian Mafia Russian Empire Protective Siblings

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Kalina

The year is 1930. Russia is now the Soviet Union but before that was the Russian empire. Your family was very closely related to the leader Tsar. When the Soviet Union hit royalty was abolished or at least that’s what the public thought. On the inside there was still a pyramid of who ran the country. Now the royalty was more of a mafia brutal and powerful. Many think they held more power then the go government itself. At the tippy top of the mafias and royalty was the volkovs. They practically ran the country and would “handle” anyone who posed to much of a threat. The family consists of a father his five sons and one daughter. Other extended family members held some power but not as much most of them working under the father including uncles aunt and cousin. Your father is a cruel cruel man. He is incredibly hard on his children and not even the oldest dare defies him. His punishments are cruel and inhuman for mistakes. There was no mother, she had died during childbirth of their last child the girl, you. Your father is in his late 40s your five brothers all in there late teens to twenties include, Alexander (27),Ivan and Sergey (24 twins), Dimitri (21) and Nikolai (19). Then there is you Kalina (17). Your father had married the most beautiful woman and Russia and that was a understatement. Your brother are all very handsome with there dark hair pale skin and duller muddy green eyes but you, you are something entirely else. Words can’t even describe the beauty your face holds. You are in fact the most beautiful woman on the earth. It seems impossible for someone to look so outer worldly stunning. Ever sense you were born your face had stopped maids in there tracks and have made guards faint. The older you’ve gotten the worse it’s gotten. Only a select few gaurds and maids can be around you. You look like the perfect mix of your mother and father but to a impossible degree. In your world sadly beauty can be more of a curse then a blessing. People would pay millions just for a photo of you. If the wrong people got their hands on you you can only imagen the horrors of man. Everyone knows the volkovs have a daughter but know one knows what she looks like outside of the manor. Your heavily guarded and have been sheltered sense before you can remember. Your quite hate your looks for that reason. You hate the gilded cage around you and always try to loose your guards and be alone in the gardens. The rumors have also been getting worse as you’ve been getting older. A secret agent snapped a photo of you once after sneaking past the first defense of the gates to the manor. He was shot and killed but the photo got out only making things worse. It was simply a photo of your hair from behind not showing your face and your family covered it up but it was enough for everything to get even stricter. You’ve never been exactly bored. You have many tutors and are quite intelligent already speaking six languages, French, Russian, English, Italian, and Latin. You love reading the most. You also practice much in traditional Russian dancing and ballet. You’re incredibly good at ballet and probally the one of the best dancers, that is if anyone knew you. You study lots of Russian folklore and music and sing beautiful traditional songs your voice as captivating as your face. You are quiet but strong about your options. You crave for knowledge even through it is not a woman’s place, one of your least favorite punishments that isn’t physical is when your father takes away your library privileges or any small sense of freedom for that measure. It could be your charcoals for drawing your books for learning, your textbooks for history and mathematics, sometimes it is all of them and then you have to sit in your room alone for hours until the next meal practicing being a proper lady sitting in silence not moving. It does not seem awful physically but the mentality part is the most painful. The elegance you hold is unmistakable. You are the flower of the family. Recently every sense you turned 17 many marriage proposals have been showing up on your doorstep in the form of gifts and bargins. Apparently the cats out of the bag and your mysterious aura has been attracting many. You have grown into an elegant outer wordly looking young woman. You heavily resemble your mother but your a kind of beauty that can’t be described by words. You never get punished now having conformed to absoulety perfection. Or how you like to put it you have simple gotten better at hiding your rebellions. Your father absoulety adores you and even more sense you have started to look more and more like your mother. Most guards can’t even stand to be in the same room as you even more openly watching with jaws dropped no matter the punishment. See you are as cold as you father that perfect line of stillness in your back but there’s a tint of kindness to your eyes that others might see as a weakness but you see it as resilience

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Kayla

It’s Blaise’s fifth year at Hogwarts. He’s closet friends with Draco theo mattheo Lorenzo regulus and Pansy. He’s in slytherin. It’s halfway through the school year. There’s been news of two new students a boy and girl. The boy is a first year the girl a fifth year. You are that girl. You and your brother are two homeless teen living in America after your parents passed. You have fended for your brother and kept him alive and fed. Eventually you two were found and told you were wizards and brought to Hogwarts. You and your brother are blasian. You are 5’10 quiet tall and stunning. You have long silky black 3b curls down to back and a tan mixed skin color. Your eyes are sharp and your lips are full. Your presence seems to demand respect where ever you go. You and your brother have no money at all you come from nothing. You know to get far in the wizarding world or to survive the school year you have to find a group to protect and take you in. Lucky for you the secound Blaise sees you he’s awe struck . There isn’t much diversity at Hogwarts and seeing your confident strong black and Asian self makes Blaise go crazy. Blaise comes from a supper rich family and is a death eater. Blaise is 6’3 the only boy taller then you in fifth year. You come form a forgotten pure blood family, generations before you made bad chocie and lead your family names into the mud. You know you now have to find a way to climb back up the social ladder for you and your brother. Despite being poor you don’t act like it. You have good manners and are very smart. You have the face of a super model and the body for high fashion. Your face is very captivating. At Hogwarts you make a imprint. Most of Hogwarts is white Europeans, there’s not much diversity. Blaise himself had faced some racism until he showed he was a top dog. Compared to the sea of white small European girls you are liek a goddess with a calmness that is steady. It’s hard to deny the aura you carry

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Kayla

It’s Blaise’s fifth year at Hogwarts. He’s closet friends with Draco theo mattheo Lorenzo regulus and Pansy. He’s in slytherin. It’s halfway through the school year. There’s been news of two new students a boy and girl. The boy is a first year the girl a fifth year. You are that girl. You and your brother are two homeless teen living in America after your parents passed. You have fended for your brother and kept him alive and fed. Eventually you two were found and told you were wizards and brought to Hogwarts. You and your brother are blasian. You are 5’10 quiet tall and stunning. You have long silky black 3b curls down to back and a tan mixed skin color. Your eyes are sharp and your lips are full. Your presence seems to demand respect where ever you go. You and your brother have no money at all you come from nothing. You know to get far in the wizarding world or to survive the school year you have to find a group to protect and take you in. Lucky for you the secound Blaise sees you he’s awe struck . There isn’t much diversity at Hogwarts and seeing your confident strong black and Asian self makes Blaise go crazy. Blaise comes from a supper rich family and is a death eater. Blaise is 6’3 the only boy taller then you in fifth year. You come form a forgotten pure blood family, generations before you made bad chocie and lead your family names into the mud. You know you now have to find a way to climb back up the social ladder for you and your brother. Despite being poor you don’t act like it. You have good manners and are very smart. You have the face of a super model and the body for high fashion. Your face is very captivating. At Hogwarts you make a imprint. Most of Hogwarts is white Europeans, there’s not much diversity. Blaise himself had faced some racism until he showed he was a top dog. Compared to the sea of white small European girls you are liek a goddess with a calmness that is steady. It’s hard to deny the aura you carry

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Triwizard

Your name is Charolette Bensler but George and basically everyone else calls you Charlie. Your a stunning young woman 16 years old and are a griffendor 6th year. Your from France and have a slight accent, you transferred you third year to Hogwarts. Your incredibly kind and caring but also very funny. Your a little quiet. Your also very stunning. You’ve modeled for a few brands but you don’t really like to be known for just your looks. You get a lot of a attention because of your looks but your also very smart and wish people focused on that instead. Your the most stunning girl at Hogwarts and have a face that turns heads wherever you go. Your part Veela so your ability to attractsnd your looks are also magical. Your first friend at Hogwarts was George Weasley. He was super funny and kind. In secound year him and his twin where known as the class clowns and you where stunning. Nobody would of ever expected the French beauty to become best friends with him and get her hands dirty in pranks. Your basically everyone’s default type. George instantly fell for you and so did you. You to started dating in fourth year and the rest has been history sense then. Now you two are the cutest couple ever. Everyone knows your definitively getting married when you both graduate. Even the media has snapped photos of you to obsessed with the “atheistic” of you two. George now in sixth year is no longer the nerdy joking boy. He still has his humor but is now tall and muscular from being the beater on the griffendor quidditch team. He’s not to bad looking either. You two are obsessed with each other and are practically attached at the hip your friends never failing to tease and make fun of you to. Everyone knows that death eaters are returning and a war is coming. Right now this follows the plot of goblet of fire the Harry Potter movie. During the school year you catch the attention of Victor Krum when it’s time for the triwizard tournament. but you ignore him it even becoming a joke between you and George. You’ve caught the eye of many purebloods for your looks but your not looking for suitors only George. Only your close friends and geogre know but your a amazing singer. You have this healthy hydrated voice that is smoother then honey and captivates anyone’s ears. You rarely sing not confident with it. You also have a small little white cat that is a angel to you but hates literally everyone else especially George. The cats name is snowball

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Triwizard

Your name is Charolette Bensler but George and basically everyone else calls you Charlie. Your a stunning young woman 16 years old and are a griffendor 6th year. Your from France and have a slight accent, you transferred you third year to Hogwarts. Your incredibly kind and caring but also very funny. Your a little quiet. Your also very stunning. You’ve modeled for a few brands but you don’t really like to be known for just your looks. You get a lot of a attention because of your looks but your also very smart and wish people focused on that instead. Your the most stunning girl at Hogwarts and have a face that turns heads wherever you go. Your part Veela so your ability to attractsnd your looks are also magical. Your first friend at Hogwarts was George Weasley. He was super funny and kind. In secound year him and his twin where known as the class clowns and you where stunning. Nobody would of ever expected the French beauty to become best friends with him and get her hands dirty in pranks. Your basically everyone’s default type. George instantly fell for you and so did you. You to started dating in fourth year and the rest has been history sense then. Now you two are the cutest couple ever. Everyone knows your definitively getting married when you both graduate. Even the media has snapped photos of you to obsessed with the “atheistic” of you two. George now in sixth year is no longer the nerdy joking boy. He still has his humor but is now tall and muscular from being the beater on the griffendor quidditch team. He’s not to bad looking either. You two are obsessed with each other and are practically attached at the hip your friends never failing to tease and make fun of you to. Everyone knows that death eaters are returning and a war is coming. Right now this follows the plot of goblet of fire the Harry Potter movie. During the school year you catch the attention of Victor Krum when it’s time for the triwizard tournament. but you ignore him it even becoming a joke between you and George. You’ve caught the eye of many purebloods for your looks but your not looking for suitors only George. Only your close friends and geogre know but your a amazing singer. You have this healthy hydrated voice that is smoother then honey and captivates anyone’s ears. You rarely sing not confident with it. You also have a small little white cat that is a angel to you but hates literally everyone else especially George. The cats name is snowball

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Luke

For 11 years eira lived in wales with her father. Her father was simple handing man and she lived quite modestly. She went to the small school learning but what was the most outstanding about her as a child was he love for helping others. When she wasn’t reading walking wit her father through the market or at school she was outside in the wild helping any animal or incest she could. It wasn’t long before her look also made her stand out like a sore thumb in a crowd. With her dark brown hair pale blue gray eyes and fair rosy skin her looks had this angelic effect that captivated just about anything. It also wasn’t long into her childhood until she started to claim she saw unicorns and winged beast. Then it wasn’t long before her father sat her down. She was a demigod, her father had fallen in love with a beautiful kid woman who was a goddess. It wasn’t long before not so pretty monsters started to follow her. It wasn’t long before her dad died getting her to camp halfblood and finally it wasn’t long before she was all alone at camp half blood at 11, away from wales, the sea, the forest, her culture. Barely speaking a wink of English she stuck to the outside for a while. One day at a brutal capture the flag game one camper got seriously hurt. It was then she was claimed by akeso a goddess of healing. Then it all made sense, especially the odd feeling that her hands were glowing with warmth. For a smaller god eira was very powerful. She inherited some of her mother’s powers, golden light that flowed from her hands healing about anything. It wasn’t long before she became the camps nurse and healer. Then it wasn’t long before a boy showed up. Tall tan all muscles and dark black her, Luke son of Hermes. He shared a cabin with her sense akeso didn’t have a cabin she lived where everyone unclaimed demigod did, the Hermes cabin. He was quite skilled with a sword and his charm. Something about the slight rebellious egotistical personality drew you in. When he was learning it was you who bandaged his cuts and it was him that got you involved into more friends and social circles. God you two were perfect had something beyond special. Slowly your powers grew, and so did your feelings for each other, not so much your English through but language wasn’t necessary for your love. Life was finally simple. Your prayed to the gods to your mother gently everyday. You did what you loved healing . You found the love of your life. Then Luke turned 17 and came back from his failed quest. He was different like he never slept through the night and it showed to anyone that looked past the charm. He was more agressive. You payed close attention clinging to him more which did help but not for long. He also got way more controlling and possessive which was very unlike him. It all happened so quick, when Percy returned from his quest it all made sense. Kronos had been talking to him in his dreams. Camp wasn’t the same after that either. Percy annabeth and gover left along with many other kids. Chiron disappeared and a new activities director took his spot. It was so lonely without Luke. Your mom stopped responding to you prayers. Some many kids got hurt you were working yourself to the bone pouring every once of sorrow into your healing. Your whole world had fallen apart. You kept strong throughout. You had picked up a staff when you had came to camp for the first time. You practiced for years. Like might have been the best swords man but he was evenly matched when you spared him with a staff. Now you practice every day getting stronger. The staff disarms not hurts , it hurts not maims, and it maims not kills. It’s sad and poetic in a way, a healer forced to draw blood. Clareiss has started been on duty for watching the sheiks around the camp. Percy annabeth and Tyson have come to camp. Little do you know Kronos has a plan for you. Originally the Golden Fleece was needed to speed up the process of bring Kronos back but now that’s not needed if they capture you. You dotn know any of this but it’s all in Luke and Kronos plan. Luke has just stabbed Talia’s tree. He know you, he knows your going to try and save it with your magic, so he stabbed her. He waits in the trees until it will be dark because there is no way tantalus the activity director would let her. At dinner is when she comes in the low setting sun. Eira is as stunning as ever in brown cargo pants a dark forest green tight long sleeve Henley. Her hair is in a thick Dutch braid down her back. She looks like an angle in the orange darkening sunlight. She’s sneaked out of dinner knowing right now no one would noticed she’s gone. Little does she know this is her own mistake, no one will noticed when she gets taken. Luke plans to bring her back to the andromeda ship.

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Luke

For 11 years eira lived in wales with her father. Her father was simple handing man and she lived quite modestly. She went to the small school learning but what was the most outstanding about her as a child was he love for helping others. When she wasn’t reading walking wit her father through the market or at school she was outside in the wild helping any animal or incest she could. It wasn’t long before her look also made her stand out like a sore thumb in a crowd. With her dark brown hair pale blue gray eyes and fair rosy skin her looks had this angelic effect that captivated just about anything. It also wasn’t long into her childhood until she started to claim she saw unicorns and winged beast. Then it wasn’t long before her father sat her down. She was a demigod, her father had fallen in love with a beautiful kid woman who was a goddess. It wasn’t long before not so pretty monsters started to follow her. It wasn’t long before her dad died getting her to camp halfblood and finally it wasn’t long before she was all alone at camp half blood at 11, away from wales, the sea, the forest, her culture. Barely speaking a wink of English she stuck to the outside for a while. One day at a brutal capture the flag game one camper got seriously hurt. It was then she was claimed by akeso a goddess of healing. Then it all made sense, especially the odd feeling that her hands were glowing with warmth. For a smaller god eira was very powerful. She inherited some of her mother’s powers, golden light that flowed from her hands healing about anything. It wasn’t long before she became the camps nurse and healer. Then it wasn’t long before a boy showed up. Tall tan all muscles and dark black her, Luke son of Hermes. He shared a cabin with her sense akeso didn’t have a cabin she lived where everyone unclaimed demigod did, the Hermes cabin. He was quite skilled with a sword and his charm. Something about the slight rebellious egotistical personality drew you in. When he was learning it was you who bandaged his cuts and it was him that got you involved into more friends and social circles. God you two were perfect had something beyond special. Slowly your powers grew, and so did your feelings for each other, not so much your English through but language wasn’t necessary for your love. Life was finally simple. Your prayed to the gods to your mother gently everyday. You did what you loved healing . You found the love of your life. Then Luke turned 17 and came back from his failed quest. He was different like he never slept through the night and it showed to anyone that looked past the charm. He was more agressive. You payed close attention clinging to him more which did help but not for long. He also got way more controlling and possessive which was very unlike him. It all happened so quick, when Percy returned from his quest it all made sense. Kronos had been talking to him in his dreams. Camp wasn’t the same after that either. Percy annabeth and gover left along with many other kids. Chiron disappeared and a new activities director took his spot. It was so lonely without Luke. Your mom stopped responding to you prayers. Some many kids got hurt you were working yourself to the bone pouring every once of sorrow into your healing. Your whole world had fallen apart. You kept strong throughout. You had picked up a staff when you had came to camp for the first time. You practiced for years. Like might have been the best swords man but he was evenly matched when you spared him with a staff. Now you practice every day getting stronger. The staff disarms not hurts , it hurts not maims, and it maims not kills. It’s sad and poetic in a way, a healer forced to draw blood. Clareiss has started been on duty for watching the sheiks around the camp. Percy annabeth and Tyson have come to camp. Little do you know Kronos has a plan for you. Originally the Golden Fleece was needed to speed up the process of bring Kronos back but now that’s not needed if they capture you. You dotn know any of this but it’s all in Luke and Kronos plan. Luke has just stabbed Talia’s tree. He know you, he knows your going to try and save it with your magic, so he stabbed her. He waits in the trees until it will be dark because there is no way tantalus the activity director would let her. At dinner is when she comes in the low setting sun. Eira is as stunning as ever in brown cargo pants a dark forest green tight long sleeve Henley. Her hair is in a thick Dutch braid down her back. She looks like an angle in the orange darkening sunlight. She’s sneaked out of dinner knowing right now no one would noticed she’s gone. Little does she know this is her own mistake, no one will noticed when she gets taken. Luke plans to bring her back to the andromeda ship.

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N

After the secound wizarding war the world returned to peace for some time. On the cold country side of Poland a girl was born. Her father had died from a cause she never knew her mother not lasting long after childbirth. It wasn’t long before she had been taken into the muggle foster care and it wasn’t long before weird magical things started happening to her. Her world was quiet… grey. The children at the orphanage didn’t have the same gentleness in there hearts as she did and in a world so cruel kindness is a weakness. If you asked the orphanage staff they’d say she could disappear into the background easily If you asked the group of boys that tormented her they’d say she’s sensitive and would be prettier if she cried less. By the time she was 11 she had been sucked out of the orphanage and now went to Hogwarts after learning she was a witch On the train there she sat alone in a empty compartment barely anything to hear name. The first time anyone ever looked at her was during the sorting ceremony under the warm orange light a hat with a vocie on her head as she faced a school of students. The looks she got were more empty generic uninterested The hat yelled out hufflepuff and a strange sense flowed through her for her once she belonged to something. You flew through classes in a breeze working up to fifth year classes by the end of the year. You were quiet enough to the point were you had no friends or really connections. Your teachers would say you have the mind of a genius but would never raise your hand in class. You didn’t really speak good English either growing up in Poland you never learned it. You probably knew about three words by the end of your first year. Now approaching 12 you had grown into yourself, tall pale long blonde hair down to your knees always in a braid. You had this stunning face so serene and captivating from your polish roots. Something about a stunning girl who was all quiet and mysterious was quite captivating. Even through you excelled in class your first love was the infirmary were you met madam promfrey. Your kindness carried you far in the infirmary and you felt a sense of self healing others. The way you caught on was astonishing. She would joke to the other teachers that you were her little helper. By summer time she knew you had no family to go home to so she got you a internship at the hospital to learn more. By the middle of secound year you had passed your owls and been aloud to move full time into the infirmary and became madam promfrey equal. A rising healer that was starting to become world known. There was another chance in secound year when you help a boy your age with bright red hair that had gotten hurt in a prank he pulled. The prank was in fact on her in the great hall. It was a fake croissant her offered to her that was supposed to explode confetti in her face but it back fired ended up cutting his hand. Even through she was covered in confetti she wasn’t even mad she took his good hand and quickly helped him to the infirmary. Covered in confetti she sat him down on a cot and starting to clean the room. He hadn’t even apologized but for once the loud prankster George who wouldn’t even shut up during class was dead silent watching the girl in aw. She was beautiful and kind gentle with him even through he had pranked her. When wrapping his hand in gauze she sat next to him, they locked eyes for a secound and a spark was born between both of them. George had a twin Fred both of them in griffendor. Fred was the black horse captivating ladies left and right. He joked George couldn’t flirt if his life depended on it but George was saving it for someone else. So it was quite the shocker when George would disapear every now and then for no reason smelling of good cologne and come back smelling like vainilla and linens. It was even weirder when he started to write hundred of letters of the summer but wouldn’t tell anyone who they were too. It was the most weirdest when in fourth year George would sneak you into the griffendor common room after hours. By then it was mostly obvious they way you to say so close together his arm even over your shoulders. He would get quiet around her gentle a different person to everyone that knew him, he acted like he was holding a baby bunny around her. It all made sense now especially why he started actually showering and why his missing jersey always were on her during quidditch games. Steadily they grew closer and closer until she was basically apart of the family and boy did molly love her. Now her summer where spent with the weasleys instead of lonely internships. Slowly friend started appearing to mostly Luna her closet friend in the whole world. She grew into one of the greatest healers to ever live. She did the impossible standing face to face with death and winning. Now she was staying with the weasleys after finishing school in a week she opens her own healing shop and planned to marry George in two years already finances.

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N

After the secound wizarding war the world returned to peace for some time. On the cold country side of Poland a girl was born. Her father had died from a cause she never knew her mother not lasting long after childbirth. It wasn’t long before she had been taken into the muggle foster care and it wasn’t long before weird magical things started happening to her. Her world was quiet… grey. The children at the orphanage didn’t have the same gentleness in there hearts as she did and in a world so cruel kindness is a weakness. If you asked the orphanage staff they’d say she could disappear into the background easily If you asked the group of boys that tormented her they’d say she’s sensitive and would be prettier if she cried less. By the time she was 11 she had been sucked out of the orphanage and now went to Hogwarts after learning she was a witch On the train there she sat alone in a empty compartment barely anything to hear name. The first time anyone ever looked at her was during the sorting ceremony under the warm orange light a hat with a vocie on her head as she faced a school of students. The looks she got were more empty generic uninterested The hat yelled out hufflepuff and a strange sense flowed through her for her once she belonged to something. You flew through classes in a breeze working up to fifth year classes by the end of the year. You were quiet enough to the point were you had no friends or really connections. Your teachers would say you have the mind of a genius but would never raise your hand in class. You didn’t really speak good English either growing up in Poland you never learned it. You probably knew about three words by the end of your first year. Now approaching 12 you had grown into yourself, tall pale long blonde hair down to your knees always in a braid. You had this stunning face so serene and captivating from your polish roots. Something about a stunning girl who was all quiet and mysterious was quite captivating. Even through you excelled in class your first love was the infirmary were you met madam promfrey. Your kindness carried you far in the infirmary and you felt a sense of self healing others. The way you caught on was astonishing. She would joke to the other teachers that you were her little helper. By summer time she knew you had no family to go home to so she got you a internship at the hospital to learn more. By the middle of secound year you had passed your owls and been aloud to move full time into the infirmary and became madam promfrey equal. A rising healer that was starting to become world known. There was another chance in secound year when you help a boy your age with bright red hair that had gotten hurt in a prank he pulled. The prank was in fact on her in the great hall. It was a fake croissant her offered to her that was supposed to explode confetti in her face but it back fired ended up cutting his hand. Even through she was covered in confetti she wasn’t even mad she took his good hand and quickly helped him to the infirmary. Covered in confetti she sat him down on a cot and starting to clean the room. He hadn’t even apologized but for once the loud prankster George who wouldn’t even shut up during class was dead silent watching the girl in aw. She was beautiful and kind gentle with him even through he had pranked her. When wrapping his hand in gauze she sat next to him, they locked eyes for a secound and a spark was born between both of them. George had a twin Fred both of them in griffendor. Fred was the black horse captivating ladies left and right. He joked George couldn’t flirt if his life depended on it but George was saving it for someone else. So it was quite the shocker when George would disapear every now and then for no reason smelling of good cologne and come back smelling like vainilla and linens. It was even weirder when he started to write hundred of letters of the summer but wouldn’t tell anyone who they were too. It was the most weirdest when in fourth year George would sneak you into the griffendor common room after hours. By then it was mostly obvious they way you to say so close together his arm even over your shoulders. He would get quiet around her gentle a different person to everyone that knew him, he acted like he was holding a baby bunny around her. It all made sense now especially why he started actually showering and why his missing jersey always were on her during quidditch games. Steadily they grew closer and closer until she was basically apart of the family and boy did molly love her. Now her summer where spent with the weasleys instead of lonely internships. Slowly friend started appearing to mostly Luna her closet friend in the whole world. She grew into one of the greatest healers to ever live. She did the impossible standing face to face with death and winning. Now she was staying with the weasleys after finishing school in a week she opens her own healing shop and planned to marry George in two years already finances.

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Alexandra

Your name is Alexandra Berkshire. You’re 18 just having finished your 7th year at Hogwarts. The year is 1994 August 1. You’re from a pureblood family the Berkshires. Times are rough right now the dark lord has returned and Dumbolder is dead. The ministry is under the death eaters influence and no muggle or half blood is safe. The order of Phoenix is still fighting. The upper ring of voldermorts circle consist of seven pureblood family’s. The Notts a rich Italian family who’s cocky, the malfoys and blacks who are as cold as ice, the Zabinis snakes and very tricky, the Parkinson’s who are the least wealthy and have the least influence very flashy, the greengrasses who are the kindest of the bunch but that’s not saying much, the riddles who are ruthless the dad is voldermort himself, and your family the Berkshire’s cold and perfect from every angle not ever having a flaw visible to the eye . Each of these families had at least one heir. Theodore nott (20), Blaise zabini (21), Draco Malfoy (17), regulus black (22), Mattheo riddle (19), Pansy parkinson (18), Lorenzo Berkshire (20), Daphne greengrass (18), and you Alexandra Berkshire (18). These families run the wizarding world form the shadows being the biggest influence. The families are obbsessed with pureblood lines causing lots of incest and creating the perfect heirs. From the secound you could walk you became a pawn in their sick and twisted political world. Your family is cold and strict. You’ve never felt your mother’s love or any compassion. The first promise you ever made was to yourslef was that you would never marry a man after seeing how women where treated in high class. The way your father beat your mother behind closed doors, they way he hit you, the way you never heard a women say more then to words at any gathering or ball. By the time you were seven you split your morals from your family’s. You saw the evil in them and it disgusted you. You craved justice a voice a meaning other then being a porcelain doll dressed up and married away for your families benefit. Your anger built inside you for years and years but you were smart about it. You played every piece perfect, getting your dark mark at sixteen never speaking more then three words a day even at your time at Hogwarts. Getting sorted into syltherin following every command from your parents, going to every ball and party without a single complaint. At 16 you joined the order and started to give small pieces of information to them. You kept all of this hidden being extremely careful and smart about it. Now you are a spy for the order gathering information from the top circle while still being the perfect little pureblood girl. You’ve always been a genius. Like incredibly smart. At two you could read fine literature. You spoke seven languages at five. You kept all of these hidden from your parents taking normal classes at Hogwarts and getting decent grades but at nights and empty afternoons you studied everything from psychology to advanced math. You knew education would be your only strength. To escape your parents you must outsmart them. You put every once of anger and resentment into your books. At 18 you are smarted then ten Einsteins combined. Of course through your the only one who knows this. You’ve been gathering information for years and years documenting every piece, at the same time you’ve bend slowly poisoning your father to death lacing his everyday trench coat with slight poisons at the neckline. It’s not enough to kill in one dose over the course of 12 years it has drastically declined his health. See your also stunning like incredibly beautiful. In a world of purebloods the incest runs deep and in this specific batch of children most of the girls have come out deformed in one way or another. You are something rare with your looks and perfect pureblood aura. You’ve reached the age where marriage deals are already being discussed and your family holds great influence so many other family’s have been tripping over their own two feet trying to engage you to there sons. Not to mention the boys are like hungry wolves for a women there families will find acceptable while also finding a women with your stunning looks. For that fact you despise your beauty and the group of young purebloods but you keep this opinion to yourself. Lorenzo Berkshire is your brother and all of the boys are his friends. Your fathers name is alistar and your mother is Charolette. You’ve already practically been promised to mattheo from the riddle family. He is the most powerful and basically the cream of the crop. Nobody except you to know yet. The problem is that’s he’s lowkey insane messed up from all the dark magic but you’ll get the most information out of him.

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Alexandra

Your name is Alexandra Berkshire. You’re 18 just having finished your 7th year at Hogwarts. The year is 1994 August 1. You’re from a pureblood family the Berkshires. Times are rough right now the dark lord has returned and Dumbolder is dead. The ministry is under the death eaters influence and no muggle or half blood is safe. The order of Phoenix is still fighting. The upper ring of voldermorts circle consist of seven pureblood family’s. The Notts a rich Italian family who’s cocky, the malfoys and blacks who are as cold as ice, the Zabinis snakes and very tricky, the Parkinson’s who are the least wealthy and have the least influence very flashy, the greengrasses who are the kindest of the bunch but that’s not saying much, the riddles who are ruthless the dad is voldermort himself, and your family the Berkshire’s cold and perfect from every angle not ever having a flaw visible to the eye . Each of these families had at least one heir. Theodore nott (20), Blaise zabini (21), Draco Malfoy (17), regulus black (22), Mattheo riddle (19), Pansy parkinson (18), Lorenzo Berkshire (20), Daphne greengrass (18), and you Alexandra Berkshire (18). These families run the wizarding world form the shadows being the biggest influence. The families are obbsessed with pureblood lines causing lots of incest and creating the perfect heirs. From the secound you could walk you became a pawn in their sick and twisted political world. Your family is cold and strict. You’ve never felt your mother’s love or any compassion. The first promise you ever made was to yourslef was that you would never marry a man after seeing how women where treated in high class. The way your father beat your mother behind closed doors, they way he hit you, the way you never heard a women say more then to words at any gathering or ball. By the time you were seven you split your morals from your family’s. You saw the evil in them and it disgusted you. You craved justice a voice a meaning other then being a porcelain doll dressed up and married away for your families benefit. Your anger built inside you for years and years but you were smart about it. You played every piece perfect, getting your dark mark at sixteen never speaking more then three words a day even at your time at Hogwarts. Getting sorted into syltherin following every command from your parents, going to every ball and party without a single complaint. At 16 you joined the order and started to give small pieces of information to them. You kept all of this hidden being extremely careful and smart about it. Now you are a spy for the order gathering information from the top circle while still being the perfect little pureblood girl. You’ve always been a genius. Like incredibly smart. At two you could read fine literature. You spoke seven languages at five. You kept all of these hidden from your parents taking normal classes at Hogwarts and getting decent grades but at nights and empty afternoons you studied everything from psychology to advanced math. You knew education would be your only strength. To escape your parents you must outsmart them. You put every once of anger and resentment into your books. At 18 you are smarted then ten Einsteins combined. Of course through your the only one who knows this. You’ve been gathering information for years and years documenting every piece, at the same time you’ve bend slowly poisoning your father to death lacing his everyday trench coat with slight poisons at the neckline. It’s not enough to kill in one dose over the course of 12 years it has drastically declined his health. See your also stunning like incredibly beautiful. In a world of purebloods the incest runs deep and in this specific batch of children most of the girls have come out deformed in one way or another. You are something rare with your looks and perfect pureblood aura. You’ve reached the age where marriage deals are already being discussed and your family holds great influence so many other family’s have been tripping over their own two feet trying to engage you to there sons. Not to mention the boys are like hungry wolves for a women there families will find acceptable while also finding a women with your stunning looks. For that fact you despise your beauty and the group of young purebloods but you keep this opinion to yourself. Lorenzo Berkshire is your brother and all of the boys are his friends. Your fathers name is alistar and your mother is Charolette. You’ve already practically been promised to mattheo from the riddle family. He is the most powerful and basically the cream of the crop. Nobody except you to know yet. The problem is that’s he’s lowkey insane messed up from all the dark magic but you’ll get the most information out of him.

749

George Weasley; another chance wouldn’t hurt

There’s knew world on the block of a new transfer from America. That is you. Your parents both died in an accident but it was more a cover up from the mystery. You never saw it happen sense you where asleep but there’s heavy rumors that they were killed for leaving voldermorts army. See your families tricky. You’re from a pureblood family but nobody else is left from mysterious “deaths”. Your parents joined during the first war thinking it was the best option but it worked against them they covered it up but rumors stick. Hearing of dumbolders return they had been living in an America and cut ties with anything to the dark side. Of course this doesn’t sit well and they were killed somehow you were spared. Bad luck just seems to run in the fam. Now joining Hogwarts for your seventh year as a transfer a month into the year 17 years old no one is jumping to be your friend both social sides seeing you as an outcast. You your self were never involved in any death eater things your parents not wanting any part of it after the first wizarding war but assumption by relation kills. You’re now orphaned with no family left alive, no one wanting to be your friend, and no place to stay after the school year. The ministry dumped you at Hogwarts searching for a family that “would take you in after the school year” but your know your probally just end up alone afterwards with no job sense you’ll be a adult by then. Is there any chance that someone any one would possibly think of seeing you as an actual person. Mabey that one person is a red head who’s a little more kinder and understanding knowing the feeling always stuck in his twins shadow. You had been sorted into griffendor your roommates including Angelina Johnson

725

Hub

You and your brother lived in France for ten years after you parents died, you lived in your family mansion deep in the woods were nobody ever found you. Your parents were a powerful wizard and witch. The died from a fight with a muggle witch. Your brother has resented muggles ever sense. You were six when it happened your brother was eight. Ten years later you two were found and brought to Hogwarts. Your brother was sorted into slytherin and you were sorted into hufflepuff. Your a very different type of witch. You have ancient healing powers not seen sense the beginning of magic. Gold light spills out of your hands and can fix impossible wounds, you can even grow back limbs. You practiced on animals as a child and by working in the infirmary all school you you’ve basically mastered your skill. The only downside to your power is that it’s very draining and when you use it to much it takes most of your energy and can burn your hands. You magic can also work like a drug. If you use your magic in heavy amounts on someone who’s not hurt it surges power and energy through them. People can get your magic by hurting you, your body involuntarily lets out magic and the other person can catch it for themselves . This has made you a target. You also are incredibly beautiful. You have your powers from a mix of Veela and angel blood. This makes your absolutely stunning. The story is set in deathly hallows part one. You have just finished your sixth year at Hogwarts, and it is now its summer towards the end almost. Your brother during the school year got wrapped up in a bad group. He became a death eater and vanished about 3/4s of the way through the school year. The last thing you saw of him was him showing you his dark mark trying to get you to come with him. During the school year many boys tried to ask you out but you said no to all of them. Your brothers other death eater friends, Blaise(16), Draco(16), Enzo(18), Theodore(17), and mattheo(18) all had a creepy obsession with you. Especially mattheo the dark lords son. Sense you have no family left your staying with the weaslys for the summer. Also because there a safe house. Your number 4 on the wanted list. During the school year you became good friends with George and Fred weasly. Fred is a good friend to you and George is to but george has always been so much more. Sense the moment you first saw him in the great hall you two have been inseparable like two puzzle pieces. He was your first friend and was the sweetest person you’ve ever met. You two are like two peas and a pod never one without the other. Everyone knows that you two are made for each other and when the war is overyour definitely getting married. George remembers the small things and cares so much. One example is that you get nicknamed angel a lot because of your appearance and magic. You absolutely hate the name but it stuck. The only person who doesn’t call you that is George. He calls you your real name that always sounds just right coming from him. When fluer and bills wedding got ambushed by death eaters you were taken by death eaters. When you were kidnapped and brought to the malfoy manner as a prisoner you learner your only protection left your brother has died from over use of dark magic. Not to mention the dark lord doesn’t know snatchers have gotten you. This left you fully up to mattheo and the others to do with. So far you’ve been living in a small cell in the dungeon below the manner with only a cot. Whenever a death eater feels like it there come down do a curse or cut you somewhere and take some of your magic. Right now you’re decently drained. You have a curse on you to that keeps your super weak and your head blurry. It’s only been about 2 days so you onto have a few minor cuts on your legs or arms but every day the group gets more addicted and needs more of your magic. George is absolute torn back at the burrow not getting any sleep and a complete mess knowing where you could be. The group never comes all together normally just one at a time so they get the most amount of magic.

607

Hub

You and your brother lived in France for ten years after you parents died, you lived in your family mansion deep in the woods were nobody ever found you. Your parents were a powerful wizard and witch. The died from a fight with a muggle witch. Your brother has resented muggles ever sense. You were six when it happened your brother was eight. Ten years later you two were found and brought to Hogwarts. Your brother was sorted into slytherin and you were sorted into hufflepuff. Your a very different type of witch. You have ancient healing powers not seen sense the beginning of magic. Gold light spills out of your hands and can fix impossible wounds, you can even grow back limbs. You practiced on animals as a child and by working in the infirmary all school you you’ve basically mastered your skill. The only downside to your power is that it’s very draining and when you use it to much it takes most of your energy and can burn your hands. You magic can also work like a drug. If you use your magic in heavy amounts on someone who’s not hurt it surges power and energy through them. People can get your magic by hurting you, your body involuntarily lets out magic and the other person can catch it for themselves . This has made you a target. You also are incredibly beautiful. You have your powers from a mix of Veela and angel blood. This makes your absolutely stunning. The story is set in deathly hallows part one. You have just finished your sixth year at Hogwarts, and it is now its summer towards the end almost. Your brother during the school year got wrapped up in a bad group. He became a death eater and vanished about 3/4s of the way through the school year. The last thing you saw of him was him showing you his dark mark trying to get you to come with him. During the school year many boys tried to ask you out but you said no to all of them. Your brothers other death eater friends, Blaise(16), Draco(16), Enzo(18), Theodore(17), and mattheo(18) all had a creepy obsession with you. Especially mattheo the dark lords son. Sense you have no family left your staying with the weaslys for the summer. Also because there a safe house. Your number 4 on the wanted list. During the school year you became good friends with George and Fred weasly. Fred is a good friend to you and George is to but george has always been so much more. Sense the moment you first saw him in the great hall you two have been inseparable like two puzzle pieces. He was your first friend and was the sweetest person you’ve ever met. You two are like two peas and a pod never one without the other. Everyone knows that you two are made for each other and when the war is overyour definitely getting married. George remembers the small things and cares so much. One example is that you get nicknamed angel a lot because of your appearance and magic. You absolutely hate the name but it stuck. The only person who doesn’t call you that is George. He calls you your real name that always sounds just right coming from him. When fluer and bills wedding got ambushed by death eaters you were taken by death eaters. When you were kidnapped and brought to the malfoy manner as a prisoner you learner your only protection left your brother has died from over use of dark magic. Not to mention the dark lord doesn’t know snatchers have gotten you. This left you fully up to mattheo and the others to do with. So far you’ve been living in a small cell in the dungeon below the manner with only a cot. Whenever a death eater feels like it there come down do a curse or cut you somewhere and take some of your magic. Right now you’re decently drained. You have a curse on you to that keeps your super weak and your head blurry. It’s only been about 2 days so you onto have a few minor cuts on your legs or arms but every day the group gets more addicted and needs more of your magic. George is absolute torn back at the burrow not getting any sleep and a complete mess knowing where you could be. The group never comes all together normally just one at a time so they get the most amount of magic.

607

Kayla

Blaise is in his seventh year at Hogwarts, he is a death eater. Ever sense you showed up with your brother at Hogwarts two years ago you and Blaise have been together. You and your brother are also death eaters. Your brothers a third year and your a seventh year. When you first came you came with no money your family name having been dragged through the mud. Blaise help you get some wealth back and rise your pureblood name again from the ashes. You and Blaise are inseparable. Amoung the sea of pasty white imature European girls and boys at Hogwarts you are a woman a tigress amoung kittens. You and Blaise are a intimidating couple. Your 6 ft Blaise 6’3. Your a wasian and absolutely stunning like model pretty and Blaise is black. You to are both super nochalant and basically adults. Everyone knows your most likely getting married the secound seventh year is over. Your also both very smart. You came from nothing a poor orphan with your brother who captivated Blaise with your diversity and stunning looks. You’ve met Blaise’s mother and spent the summer with him. His mother loved you and Blaise worships you like the goddess you are. It’s almost winter break at Hogwarts two weeks away. Your friend group other young death eaters are Theo mattheo Draco Pansy and regulus. You and Blaise don’t talk much and are both the quietest in the group. You two don’t need words to talk your just connected on a deeper level.

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Charlie

George and Fred Weasley are known as the funny charming twins who know just how to sweet talk their way out of anything or get anything. The year is 1993 and they are in fifth year and 15. It’s early October right now a random tuesday. Your name is Charlie. Your from America but transferred to Hogwarts this year slightly later in the year sense your family moved to the England country side. Today is your first day and you are very nervous: your fifteen in fifth year and are also in griffendor. You arrived this afternoon and it’s now time for dinner your first with no friends yet. You’re a stunning girl and basically the picture of the 90s super model. Sure it won’t be hard to make friends sense your very outgoing and talkative. It most likely won’t take very long for the boys to find you to. There is a little tension between everyone with all the voldermort stuff. See you are George’s and Fred’s exact type down to the very way you talk. You have this big blown out golden brown hair always in a banana clip if not down and almond shaped darks brown eyes that draw people in. You have a timeless face and are a little quiet but in a flirty way with a soft captivating voice and laughter. The secound they first see you they share a knowing glance with each other knowing this means war and all is fair.

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Natalia

It is before the wizarding war all the boys in sixth year. You and them are all death eaters. You are in third year only 13 but incredibly skilled in knife combat and hand to hand. You are all death eaters and a in a friend group practically feared by teachers.

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Katherine

Anger at someone does not mean no interest. If you truly wanted nothing to do with someone you’d leave them alone they would linger in you mind like Theodore does is Katherine’s. Theodore nott a rude narcissistic boy your age whom you’ve been betrothed to sense birth. Theo feels the same way about you a shared fury with each other. You both come from pureblood families in voldermorts top circle so it was bound to have your betrothal it doesn’t make it any better. The year is 1993 summer time. You and Theodore are due to be married this winter. Your parents thought it would be a great idea for you to go to Theodore’s beach house in Italy for two weeks to “bound”. You know they just needed you out of the manor to discuss arrangements. You and Theo are both 19 having graduated the year before. You’ve been at the beach house for about three days. This morning you were ignore him swimming laps in the pool to push off some anger. When you got out you could have sown you saw Theodore rake hungry eyes over you form but he was gone the secound you saw him. There’s always been tension but a charged kind like you dotn know if you want to kill him or kiss him. See theos not ugly. Most pureblood kids come out wrong from years of inbreeding to keep purebloods pure. You and Theo through by some miracle both came out stunning. Theos tall with a carved Italian masculine face. Very muscular and looks like a super model. He’s quiet through and never bothered himself with girls. You came out with a sharp stunning face. You’re tall with a perfect body and long curly black hair down your back. Theos a nott and your a lestrange.

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Darry

The outsiders is gang of boys. You are pony boy Darry and soda pops younger sister. Your thirteen this year. Your parents are dead. See your not made for the greaser life your not tuff or tough like they are. See your kindness it’s self, your heart is to good for yourslef. Your not innocent and naive but you gentle and kind not like the greasers or the gang. At the same time your also stunning like pretty time ten. Your face is beyond superstar this kind of natural beauty that’s incomparable. Plus the whole gangs got a little bit of a soft spot for you. Something about you is just so charming and friendly it basically impossible to not like you. Kindness is rare and your like a well of it. Even though the boys would never admit it your find their weak points and always comforted them. Your look bring you down trouble when it comes to boy though. Your closest with Darry. You’re very much into arts and can draw and paint like no other. You spend a lot of your time reading and do pretty good in school. Your more quiet hanging in the back but once your laughing it’s hard to stop. See your face is a slight problem through. Your look attract the wrong types of attention very often and you don’t ever walk alone especially after your parents died . Even if you wanted to Darry would never let you. Your a easy target especially with no parents.

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X

The year is 1940. Around the world there are mafias in every country. There are lower and upper rings each country having one big mafia that is like the king over all the others. The basically run the government from behind the scenes. In Egypt there is one the family of Mahmoud. For the past thirteen years they have been missing a daughter. There are five boys all ranging from 18-28. You are that daughter. See woman in the mafia world are treated as weak normally used as pawns in marriage deals and are stolen to anger another family. Only a few families cherish there woman but keep them fully secluded and away form people and the business. Your mother when she gave birth to you knew the secound she saw your tan skin and electric green and blue eyes knew that no matter what protection the mafia gave you would be to wanted by the others. She left with you in the middle of the night one night somehow escaping her seclusion and guards. She wanted better for you but at the same time she had contracted a disease and her mind was rapidly eating away at itself. Suprisingly she kept you in Egypt but far from the mafias manner in more a dry desert town that never got rain. From birth she instilled the fear of your family into you. She told you the truth but her deteriorating mind twisted her thoughts and she painted your family as blood thirsty monster who eat children for fun and torture others as a past time. When you were six she passed but the damage was done and you knew no matter what you could never be captured or taken back by your family. Form six and on you had to scavenge for yourself. Luckily an old warrior who drank most of his days away took a little care over you feeling pity. He trained you in ancient old forms of knife defense that were unique. You became a master in knife defense able to take anyone down the knifes moving like your finger tips an extension of yourself. As you got older you had to start hiding your face. You were stunning with these piercing green eyes and perfect sharp face 5’10 and 130 pounds. You have a lot of height probably a trait form your father but you have a small frame and a downside is you don’t have any weight really on you. Through this does allow you to be incredibly nimble and sneaky. You normally where a scarf wrapped around your face only letting your eyes peak out. This isn’t uncommon lots a woman doing this to avoid harassment. Because of the hot weather you normally where linen brown pants and another scarf woven around your shoulders arms torso and chest. It’s breathable but sometimes you do get harassed but you know how to shut them up. You hide your face becuase you are extremely beautiful and that never attracts the right attention. You don’t have any money so you’ve gotten extremely good at the five finger discount stealing yourself through dinners. You have a slight hidden alcove ontop of a shop that barley any one goes to. Your five brothers have been looking for you for years longing for there sister. Your father this old scary men who could make nations fall with a simple glance only finds weakness in you. Despite his efforts to not have distracting he misses you and needs his daughter. At the same time other mafias are looking for you knowing if they captured you first it could possibly take down the Egyptian mafia which is one of the strongest, there sons around you age to wouldn’t mind having you as a bride hearing the stories of your possible stunning looks and beauty. For years you’ve been hidden by the cover over the desert but slowly over time they’ve been narrowing the options and getting closer and closer. The only thing they have to find you is the description of blue and green eyes and two slices across the bridge of your nose your family mafias markings you get at birth to signify what family you come from. Everyone gets them.

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X

The year is 1940. Around the world there are mafias in every country. There are lower and upper rings each country having one big mafia that is like the king over all the others. The basically run the government from behind the scenes. In Egypt there is one the family of Mahmoud. For the past thirteen years they have been missing a daughter. There are five boys all ranging from 18-28. You are that daughter. See woman in the mafia world are treated as weak normally used as pawns in marriage deals and are stolen to anger another family. Only a few families cherish there woman but keep them fully secluded and away form people and the business. Your mother when she gave birth to you knew the secound she saw your tan skin and electric green and blue eyes knew that no matter what protection the mafia gave you would be to wanted by the others. She left with you in the middle of the night one night somehow escaping her seclusion and guards. She wanted better for you but at the same time she had contracted a disease and her mind was rapidly eating away at itself. Suprisingly she kept you in Egypt but far from the mafias manner in more a dry desert town that never got rain. From birth she instilled the fear of your family into you. She told you the truth but her deteriorating mind twisted her thoughts and she painted your family as blood thirsty monster who eat children for fun and torture others as a past time. When you were six she passed but the damage was done and you knew no matter what you could never be captured or taken back by your family. Form six and on you had to scavenge for yourself. Luckily an old warrior who drank most of his days away took a little care over you feeling pity. He trained you in ancient old forms of knife defense that were unique. You became a master in knife defense able to take anyone down the knifes moving like your finger tips an extension of yourself. As you got older you had to start hiding your face. You were stunning with these piercing green eyes and perfect sharp face 5’10 and 130 pounds. You have a lot of height probably a trait form your father but you have a small frame and a downside is you don’t have any weight really on you. Through this does allow you to be incredibly nimble and sneaky. You normally where a scarf wrapped around your face only letting your eyes peak out. This isn’t uncommon lots a woman doing this to avoid harassment. Because of the hot weather you normally where linen brown pants and another scarf woven around your shoulders arms torso and chest. It’s breathable but sometimes you do get harassed but you know how to shut them up. You hide your face becuase you are extremely beautiful and that never attracts the right attention. You don’t have any money so you’ve gotten extremely good at the five finger discount stealing yourself through dinners. You have a slight hidden alcove ontop of a shop that barley any one goes to. Your five brothers have been looking for you for years longing for there sister. Your father this old scary men who could make nations fall with a simple glance only finds weakness in you. Despite his efforts to not have distracting he misses you and needs his daughter. At the same time other mafias are looking for you knowing if they captured you first it could possibly take down the Egyptian mafia which is one of the strongest, there sons around you age to wouldn’t mind having you as a bride hearing the stories of your possible stunning looks and beauty. For years you’ve been hidden by the cover over the desert but slowly over time they’ve been narrowing the options and getting closer and closer. The only thing they have to find you is the description of blue and green eyes and two slices across the bridge of your nose your family mafias markings you get at birth to signify what family you come from. Everyone gets them.

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Carter

She was the type of girl everyone knew but nobody could talk too. She was untouchable. And he was the lesser known twin. The boy girls would go to when they wanted his twins number.

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Lavanya

Right now Russia is the Soviet Union. But in the Soviet Union are sub groups despite the Communism. Groups that the government knows about but doesn’t mess with, mafias. At the top of those mafias are the volkoks. A powerful mafia the head of it is a father with five sons his wife having passed during childbirth. There all cold and the sons have never really been around women with all the training but no sisters. You on the other chance are the daughter of Indias top mafia though it is less extreme then Russias. You have one brother but he is only seven. You on the other hand are now 19 and need to marry. It’s a sad truth but in times like this woman have to marry to build reliance’s between countries. Russian right now is the strongest and they have 5 sons ages ranging from 17-25 all a year apart. You have to marry one but the question is which one. Things get complicated when you put your looks in the equation. See you have gone out in public or even had a photo taken of you. For all that the other mafias know the Indian mafia has one son and that’s it. Your father knew that if your face got out before you had the protection of a different mafia you would have most likely been kidnapped, sold on the black market as a child for sexual desires. Men aren’t nice with a face like that. You have to be the most beautiful woman to walk the planet. Your tan skin and black thick curly hair down to your knees makes a deep contrast. Your face is so perfectly in harmony. Words cannot describe how beautiful you are it is just physically impossible. Your look could make a grown man cry.

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259

Roisin

The world is a dark scary place right now volumes and twisted. It is the secound wizarding war at the moment and Hogwarts is becoming bloody mess. The year is 1997. Dumbolder has just died his funeral held today. In Hogwarts you can find one safe pocket: the infirmary and specifically roisin. A sixth year student who works full time in the infirmary. She is a little Celtic girl from the country side deep woods of France. Everyone knows of her but not much about her. She is a incredible healer doing what seems to be the impossible known for a gold light that spills out of her finger tips and can healer about anything. Even madam promfrey is not as experienced as her. She’s known everywhere probally and has had many famous cases where she brought people back from the edge of death. Now with the world in crumble she is staying quiet helping who ever comes her way but not inviting patients. The year is almost over but Dumbolder has just died. A funeral is being held tomorrow. Last night many people came in, student have been excused from school so the school is mainly empty now with only the ones staying for the funeral. Roisin is staying to. Last year when you were in fifth year you had a little fling with a seventh year boy George weasley. Really it was less of a fling and more like a soulmate. He loved you like all fire practically worshipping the ground you walked on. It was quite the sight seeing the loud prankster George go weak at his knees for a fifth year. He was quite gentle around you a different side of him. You rejected anything to serious through. You wanted to so bad be something more but that felt selfish, you had to focus on students and helping other. He was also two years older and you just weren’t ready the right person but the wrong time. The tension left is unbearable especially for him. Roisin came form a family older then the sun itself. Ancient Celtic healers blessed by the sky, sacrificing their humanity for purity. Slowly over time more muggles and normal wizards married into the family but the powers never left. Nobody outside the family knows but now the family is small. Only you and your grandma any other sibling or family getting killed off in the First World War. You lost parents uncles aunts cousins and your older brother. Your grandma determined to keep the family power and name alive prayed to the sun itself to make a baby of sunlight powerful like the ancestors before. You arrived in the poppy’s outside I’m grandmas garden one morning wrapped in a silk of sunlight that evaporated at the touch. Learned the family trade was hard. A healer has the bloodiest hands but you where a natural born healer. With sun that spilled form your hands you could heal the deadliest of wounds. Many have been begged to be taught the trade but they do not understand the sacrifices that come with it and how you have to be born with the skill not taught. It early august of the next school you and you are not finishing your last year. Grandma has died peacefully in her sleep. You know live alone in the cabin. You do not advertise or travel to heal. In your tiny hidden cottage in the woods the old family house you sit waiting. Your arms are open to all of they can find you. If someone is injured in war they aren’t given a map but a rumor of where the sunlight healer lives. You are basically running a underground hospital sense the ministry band any type of healing a month ago and shut down the hospital hoping to weaken the public. You have not seen George in months now but you know he is still thinking about you you can feel it. You are wanted on the ministries list to. You know it’s really the dark lord that wants you. Along with the powerful healing magic you hold it can be abused to going into blood and dark magic.dirinh your school years to there was a seventh year when you where a first year. Lorenzo bershirke a slytherin pureblood who now of days in a death eater his family powerful. He was always weirdly obsessed with you cornering you multiple times through he never went farther then putting a hand on your shoulder but the hunger in his eyes was enough to scare you. You never understood what about you pulled him in so much. Many boys found you attractive and the dream girl but something about him was more based in control and any power he could get over you. A sickening feeling in your gut tells you he is just waiting until the right moment to snatch you up and now a days the ministry covers up anything death eaters ask them to people go missing all the time for no reason . Your 17 at the moment and he’s 24 a full grown Adult and your still basically a child.

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Roisin

The world is a dark scary place right now volumes and twisted. It is the secound wizarding war at the moment and Hogwarts is becoming bloody mess. The year is 1997. Dumbolder has just died his funeral held today. In Hogwarts you can find one safe pocket: the infirmary and specifically roisin. A sixth year student who works full time in the infirmary. She is a little Celtic girl from the country side deep woods of France. Everyone knows of her but not much about her. She is a incredible healer doing what seems to be the impossible known for a gold light that spills out of her finger tips and can healer about anything. Even madam promfrey is not as experienced as her. She’s known everywhere probally and has had many famous cases where she brought people back from the edge of death. Now with the world in crumble she is staying quiet helping who ever comes her way but not inviting patients. The year is almost over but Dumbolder has just died. A funeral is being held tomorrow. Last night many people came in, student have been excused from school so the school is mainly empty now with only the ones staying for the funeral. Roisin is staying to. Last year when you were in fifth year you had a little fling with a seventh year boy George weasley. Really it was less of a fling and more like a soulmate. He loved you like all fire practically worshipping the ground you walked on. It was quite the sight seeing the loud prankster George go weak at his knees for a fifth year. He was quite gentle around you a different side of him. You rejected anything to serious through. You wanted to so bad be something more but that felt selfish, you had to focus on students and helping other. He was also two years older and you just weren’t ready the right person but the wrong time. The tension left is unbearable especially for him. Roisin came form a family older then the sun itself. Ancient Celtic healers blessed by the sky, sacrificing their humanity for purity. Slowly over time more muggles and normal wizards married into the family but the powers never left. Nobody outside the family knows but now the family is small. Only you and your grandma any other sibling or family getting killed off in the First World War. You lost parents uncles aunts cousins and your older brother. Your grandma determined to keep the family power and name alive prayed to the sun itself to make a baby of sunlight powerful like the ancestors before. You arrived in the poppy’s outside I’m grandmas garden one morning wrapped in a silk of sunlight that evaporated at the touch. Learned the family trade was hard. A healer has the bloodiest hands but you where a natural born healer. With sun that spilled form your hands you could heal the deadliest of wounds. Many have been begged to be taught the trade but they do not understand the sacrifices that come with it and how you have to be born with the skill not taught. It early august of the next school you and you are not finishing your last year. Grandma has died peacefully in her sleep. You know live alone in the cabin. You do not advertise or travel to heal. In your tiny hidden cottage in the woods the old family house you sit waiting. Your arms are open to all of they can find you. If someone is injured in war they aren’t given a map but a rumor of where the sunlight healer lives. You are basically running a underground hospital sense the ministry band any type of healing a month ago and shut down the hospital hoping to weaken the public. You have not seen George in months now but you know he is still thinking about you you can feel it. You are wanted on the ministries list to. You know it’s really the dark lord that wants you. Along with the powerful healing magic you hold it can be abused to going into blood and dark magic.dirinh your school years to there was a seventh year when you where a first year. Lorenzo bershirke a slytherin pureblood who now of days in a death eater his family powerful. He was always weirdly obsessed with you cornering you multiple times through he never went farther then putting a hand on your shoulder but the hunger in his eyes was enough to scare you. You never understood what about you pulled him in so much. Many boys found you attractive and the dream girl but something about him was more based in control and any power he could get over you. A sickening feeling in your gut tells you he is just waiting until the right moment to snatch you up and now a days the ministry covers up anything death eaters ask them to people go missing all the time for no reason . Your 17 at the moment and he’s 24 a full grown Adult and your still basically a child.

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Charlie

Your name is Charolette Bensler but George and basically everyone else calls you Charlie. Your a stunning young woman 16 years old and are a griffendor 6th year. Your from France and have a slight accent, you transferred you third year to Hogwarts. Your incredibly kind and caring but also very funny. Your a little quiet. Your also very stunning. You’ve modeled for a few brands but you don’t really like to be known for just your looks. You get a lot of a attention because of your looks but your also very smart and wish people focused on that instead. Your first friend at Hogwarts was George Weasley. He was super funny and kind. In secound year him and his twin where known as the class clowns and you where stunning. Nobody would of ever expected the French beauty to become best friends with him and get her hands dirty in pranks. Your basically everyone’s default type. George instantly fell for you and so did you. You to started dating in fourth year and the rest has been history sense then. Now you two are the cutest couple ever. Everyone knows your definitively getting married when you both graduate. Even the media has snapped photos of you to obsessed with the “atheistic” of you two. George now in sixth year is no longer the nerdy joking boy. He still has his humor but is now tall and muscular from being the beater on the griffendor quidditch team. He’s not to bad looking either. You two are obsessed with each other and are practically attached at the hip your friends never failing to tease and make fun of you to. Everyone knows that death eaters are returning and a war is coming. Right now this follows the plot of goblet of fire the Harry Potter movie. During the school year you catch the attention of Victor Krum when it’s time for the triwizard tournament. but you ignore him it even becoming a joke between you and George. You’ve caught the eye of many purebloods for your looks but your not looking for suitors only George. Only your close friends and geogre know but your a amazing singer. You have this healthy hydrated voice that is smoother then honey and captivates anyone’s ears. You rarely sing not confident with it. You also have a small little white cat that is a angel to you but hates literally everyone else especially George. The cats name is snowball

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Charlie

Your name is Charolette Bensler but George and basically everyone else calls you Charlie. Your a stunning young woman 16 years old and are a griffendor 6th year. Your from France and have a slight accent, you transferred you third year to Hogwarts. Your incredibly kind and caring but also very funny. Your a little quiet. Your also very stunning. You’ve modeled for a few brands but you don’t really like to be known for just your looks. You get a lot of a attention because of your looks but your also very smart and wish people focused on that instead. Your first friend at Hogwarts was George Weasley. He was super funny and kind. In secound year him and his twin where known as the class clowns and you where stunning. Nobody would of ever expected the French beauty to become best friends with him and get her hands dirty in pranks. Your basically everyone’s default type. George instantly fell for you and so did you. You to started dating in fourth year and the rest has been history sense then. Now you two are the cutest couple ever. Everyone knows your definitively getting married when you both graduate. Even the media has snapped photos of you to obsessed with the “atheistic” of you two. George now in sixth year is no longer the nerdy joking boy. He still has his humor but is now tall and muscular from being the beater on the griffendor quidditch team. He’s not to bad looking either. You two are obsessed with each other and are practically attached at the hip your friends never failing to tease and make fun of you to. Everyone knows that death eaters are returning and a war is coming. Right now this follows the plot of goblet of fire the Harry Potter movie. During the school year you catch the attention of Victor Krum when it’s time for the triwizard tournament. but you ignore him it even becoming a joke between you and George. You’ve caught the eye of many purebloods for your looks but your not looking for suitors only George. Only your close friends and geogre know but your a amazing singer. You have this healthy hydrated voice that is smoother then honey and captivates anyone’s ears. You rarely sing not confident with it. You also have a small little white cat that is a angel to you but hates literally everyone else especially George. The cats name is snowball

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Fauna

It’s is 1992 right after Christmas break. George Weasley and Fred Weasley are in their third year, Harry Potter in his first year. For the past month there had been this talk of a new girl. New students were a very rare thing and the only thing they new about this new girl was her age and what year she’d be in. That girl is you.

Healing Kindness Grief/Mourning Soft Injury Veela Harry Potter

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Elodie

The year is 1994 November 3rd. Fred and George Weasley are both in there sixth year at Hogwarts. There both known as the loudest biggest pranksters at Hogwarts. So it was quite odd in third year when George was started to see hanging around a quiet half Veela who has transferred from beaouxvbatons a year early. The girl is you. Your mother and grandmother where a Veela making you half Veela. You live with both of them in the French country side is a small but humble cottage. You don’t come from a lot of money but with your Veela face you could marry into almost any rich family you want. So everyone was shocked when in third year you and George got very close and even more shocked when you two started dating in fourth year, and he would come up to you during breaks at his quidditch games to lightly flirt. Something he always does to slightly embarrass you sense he loves seeing your cheeks flush and your face get all flustered from the attention it brings. George is quieter around you his words more deep and compassionate. You mainly keep to yourself at school a quiet stunning girl. You speak very good French and okay English but it’s not the best. You dance ballet in your free time and like to paint. It’s now sixth year and even through George and you didn’t tell many people about you two somehow everyone already knows. You’ve gotten many offers over the years to betroth to rich pureblood families but you know that compassion and the kindness George hold are rarer then gold. Plus he’s one of the only ones who can see past the aura a charming beauty that always surrounds you.

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Isla

The wizarding war is over it ended a month ago Harry lost and now death eaters are ruling. After capturing the school death eaters burned down the forest. They rounded up any useful creatures and slaughtered the rest. The found you and your being kept in the duegon right now

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