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ROSELLE LESTRANGE ▼ TAKEN SIXTH YEAR ♚ SLYTHERIN ♚ PUREBLOOD ↳ FC: Imogen Poots

"There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it."

♚ BIOGRAPHY

Hidden away in the beautiful lands of Wales was she. The years would pass by and she would become a mystery, the girl no one had seen yet everyone seemed to adore her. When she appeared that early autumn day on Platform 9 3/4 her peers studied her, some even opened their mouths in amazement at this doll's beauty and with a shy smile she stole away inside of the confinements of a compartment. Not long did she get to be alone there, former friends of her newly graduated brother, Romulus Lestrange, took seats beside her and instantly she was invited to the higher ranks of the holy circle of the purest of blood. It was also the first time the little belle laid eyes on the handsome Abraxas Malfoy.

As the years passed the petite doll came out of her shell. She blossomed in her fourth year and older students asked for her hand at balls whilst the elders whispered about what a fine creature she was, what a perfect wife she would become. All the while Roselle would smile, place perfect words in the ears of her suitors and bask in the attention she was given. For through the years of utter admiration she had gotten used to the spotlight  so used to it that she craved it. Which is why she always had a problem with her fellow dorm friend Druella Rosier. The fellow blonde was her opponent in all, without knowing it, and it soon became a quest for young Roselle to outdo the other in everything. The once petite and shy doll had become a narcissistic soul, and even she had now faltered into darkness.

With calculated words, an eye for detail and a deceiving demure the blonde doll would seem like the prettiest and kindest of souls. She would be the one the elders wanted to protect and she was to be untouched until a husband was at her side. But from the exposure in the light Roselle had become wretched and her calculating ways became means to give her a favourable glow. She would look at her suitors with innocent blue orbs pleading others guilt at her tears. She is the vain little doll. She is Roselle Lestrange.

♞ CONNECTIONS -

Druella Rosier, Walburga Black, Abraxas Malfoy, Orion Black, Ophelia Sewlyn

♜ LOVE INTEREST(s)/ENDGAME -

Abraxas Malfoy

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WALBURGA BLACK ▼ TAKEN SEVENTH YEAR ♚ SLYTHERIN ♚ PUREBLOOD ↳ FC: Leighton Meester

"All men are perfectly capable of loving eve, but they all long for lilith."

♚ BIOGRAPHY

They call her ‘Lilith’ as she is they watch this wretched beauty shrink even the most honorable men to mere servants. She is the concubine of the devil, they say, and the only creature which can break the demonic contracts the devil creates. Hiding her truest form this dark beauty will walk amongst the living with a smirk on her lips and in the palm of her hand rests the fate of the weaker souls. Her name is Walburga Blackand she is the Queen of Demons.

Beautiful she may be but behind the pretty exterior lies the most wretched of creatures. Her mind is a maze of complicated schemes and calculations on who to bring down next. To be on her bad side would lead to destruction, social and physical, thus most don’t dare to come too close to her, which she is so very amused over. A complicated and wretched mind hides behind pretty doe-eyes and never will she pretend to be something she is not, which is why she plays so well with the most vicious beast of them all, Orion Black. One full display for others their demons will dance the most lethal of dances and those who dares to come close to watch will be turned to ashes. He might be the saviour of her demons or the one to pull her to the most dangerous depths of Hell.

Prejudiced about blood status and with a feel of entitlement to power Walburga does everything to have the upper hand, in every situation. She schemes, lies and cheats her way up to the top but never will she let her own name come to harm; instead she uses people who dare not to defy her. The most clever mind is ever so present in this beautiful belle as she keeps her throne with utter grace. But there is a fine line between brilliance and insanity, which is what scares this lethal queen the most. For insanity would render her weak and weakness is her greatest fear. She is the young woman who draws out her foes worst demons. She is Walburga Black.

♞ CONNECTIONS-

Druella Rosier, Ophelia Sewlyn, Cygnus Black, Orion Black, Dorea Black, Roselle Lestrange, Abraxas Malfoy, Susan Bones

♜ LOVE INTEREST(s)/ENDGAME-

Orion Black

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Meghan Ford || FC: Kaya Scodelario || Status: TAKEN || Junior || Huntersfield

Warwick is the first stable home Meghan’s had since she was eight. She was born in San Diego, California and lived there with her parent, along with her brother. Her parents weren’t extremely rich, her family just had enough money to where they wouldn’t have to worry about paying bills, buying groceries or getting clothes for Meghan and her brother. Her Father never really cared for her and her brother, which pushed her towards her Mother more. The two of them became closer to their Mother than their Father, due to their Father’s distance. He’d leave for a few weeks, come back and apologize, take them somewhere special then he’d do the same thing again. After awhile, Meghan caught on to what her Father was doing, and refused to spend time with him after he came back then left again. When she turned nine, all hell broke loose. Her Mother had been sleeping with a man known as Sawyer, promising that he’d move her and her kids out of California to start a new and happy life. The man later swindled her family out of their savings, and Meghan’s Father found out about everything, including the affair. In a rage, he shot her Mother then turned the gun on himself while Meghan and her brother hid under her bed and watched. At the funeral, she began a letter to the con-man, promising to find him and tell him what he had done to her family. Her pen dried out, then a stranger at the funeral gave her another pen. She finished the letter, even though she promised her Aunt she wouldn’t. Meghan never got along with her Aunt, which made her runaway with her brother when she was 13. Since her brother was 18, he was able to find a room to rent, the people who she moved in with didn’t ask any questions as long as he had the money to pay for the room. How did he pay the fee for her room? Her brother became a con, conning people out of their money and using it for their own good. Meghan picked up her brother’s habits as well. Usually, Meghan claimed to be a psychic who could speak to the dead, and made up something in order to get money from the loved-ones of the deceased. Her brother and her once tried to swindle a couple, but Meghan ended the deal when she found out they had a kid, not wanting the kid to go through what she had. After she turned sixteen, her brother was arrested for fraud and stealing. Meghan continued to stay at the place they were renting, and began conning people more. Six months ago, things went haywire when she accidentally conned a cop, and he arrested her. The authorities made a deal with her- she’d go live with her Aunt and she wouldn’t have to do jail-time. Meghan tried to get along with her Aunt, but she continued to butt heads with her. So, once her Aunt grew tired of Meghan’s rebellions she sent her to Warwick, not wanting to deal with her anymore. Meghan doesn’t mind Warwick, she likes it, considering it’s the most stable house she’s lived in since she was a girl. She wants to change, but she has no idea how to.