Dimension Drifters discussion

Character (if unoriginal):
Name:
Age:
Gender:
House:
Wand:
Pet (optional):
Blood:
Apperance:
Persona:
History (do with it what you will):
Other:

Characters
~Harry Potter
Optional Hedwig
~Ron Weasley
~Hermione Granger
~Fred Weasley
~George Weasley
~DRACO MALFOY
~Luna Lovegood
~Neville Longbottom
~Dumbeldore
~Hagrid
~Mad-Eye
~Sirus Black
~Lupin
~Voldemort/Tom Riddle
Optional Nagini
~Snape
~Mcgonagall
~Dobby and/or Kreature
~Lucius Malfoy
~Bellatrix
~Molyl Weasley
~Arthur Weasley
~Bill Weasley
~Charlie Weasley
~Ginny Weasley
~Percy Weasley
~ Nearly Headless Nick
~Bloody Baron
~Crabbe&Goyle
~Cedric Diggory
~Co Change
~Oliver Wood
~Moaning Myrtle
~The Dursley's
-Dudley
-Vernon
-Petunia
~Lavender Brown
*~Wizards/Witches
*~Wanderers

Note: Just to be clear, what happened in the book doesnt have to happen here. For example, their can most definitly be new scenes here. It is, after all, a roleplay. And e.g. Harry and Ginny dont have to fall in love. Though whomever get's to be Draco's love intrest... I'll be very, very jealous :P
And yes, I know this list is huge!

Name: Katherine "Katie" Herendale
Age: 15
Gender: F

Year: 5th
House: Slytherin
Wand: Hawthorn, Dragon Hairstring, 10”, Reasonably Springy (flexibly)
Pet (optional): Barn owl name Lucy
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Blood: Pureblood
Quidditch?: Nope, just watches.

Apperance:


~Green eyes

Persona:Katie’s quite… sweet for a Slytherin so to speak. But don’t get her confused with another house, and don’t talk to her about it, she’s got a dark side. Though she tries to keep most of it under wraps, though she has her moments. Though, just as any other Slytherin she isn’t big on losing, nor is she truly very brave. Not like a Gryffindor though she won’t admit it anything but playfully. At the sight of danger, she would most definitely book it out of there. And speaking of books, she doesn’t have a problem with them at all, sure she may not love them like a child or anything, but she does read often. Smart, playful, and yet inwardly cowardly. (Makes much sense why she has been put into the house in Slytherin, though the accident happened after the sorting).

History (do with it what you will):Katie’s had a fairly normal life, well, what she would consider normal anyway. Being a pureblood, she’s high class, large estate and all. Her parents however have never really had much of a care in the world what she does with her life. As long as she ‘Goes to school,’ and though they don’t say it… Don’t disgrace the family name. In other words, be a Slytherin, and don’t dirty the line of purebloods.

When Katie was a small child her mother and father were always getting her sitters, however she would just roll her eyes as she got older and frowned upon them until the age of 10, knowing that she would be going to Hogwarts in only but a year. They agreed to get rid of the sitter, figuring most likely that it was costing them much too much galleons. Now on her own whenever they were gone, either to work or just because they could go out (which was just about every night and day) she meandered about the grounds of their house. They don’t live far off from a beauties forest, neglected of sunlight in the dark arena that they thrive.

She went there about every day of every week until 1st year came around. Over the summers however she found that the forest seemed to whisper to you. She would take Lucy and herself out there for many an hour before returning home to her father reading the daily paper and her mother only just arriving. And one day in the dark of night she couldn’t sleep. Now of the age of 13, 3rd year arising at Hogwarts she set out into the night in hope of finding a bit of piece in the dark layers that lay beyond.

That’s nothing of what she found. Not at all. In fact it was the exact opposite, perhaps at the beginning it had been nice and soft. Her feet padded against the hardened soil as she walked over it, her eyes fluttering in light darkness as she looked up at the trees, hoping to get some sort of glimpse of the stars. Distracted, she came to a clearing that seemed most inviting, leaving her to stand just in the middle of the grassy area. Next was not pretty…

A man came out of nowhere, grabbing her round the waist with razor speed, causing her to cry out before his clammy, smooth hand slapped itself over her mouth. He was only just arriving the age of probably 16 and he looked anything but dangerous, apart from the fact that he pulled the evil grin and the dark eyes off perfectly. His skin milk chocolate, his eyes deep pools of glinting blue at the soft gloom of the midnight hour. His whisper was soft into her ear she as she ceased tugging on his wrists, his grip as far too tight.

The only thing that she wishes to remember is waking up. And even that is painful. In fact, very literally was it painful and fresh in her mind, in fact it had only happened but two years ago. She woke up that morning, or shall I say afternoon? Face tear stained, body shaking and arms bloodied from the painful scars that covered them as if a sinister tattoo. What sick vile creature—she thinks over and over to herself even to this day. She hides those scars with a dark fiery hatred, telling herself in silence that one day she would find him and she would slit his throat just as he slit her fair skin.

Other: None