TRILLIN, torie dennis

[toriedennistrillin]

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What can be found in a name:
Torie Dennis Trillin
When the day I was born:
DOB 08/06/1960 (5th year)
The Angels screamed:
Jennifer Trilling - mother -
Marcus Trilling - father -
Damien Trillin - brother -
And Hell shut its doors:
none
While creatures retreated:
Pureblood
To depths unknown:
Gryffindor

I hide from them:
- Library
- Book story
- Dorm room
- Honeyduckes
Be who they want to see:
Torie is a small girl, just about reaching 5'3. She has light blond hair that reaches to about midback and is pretty straight without the use of muggle appliances or spells. Her eyes are a light blue but can sometimes look a hazel-ish colour depending on the lighting. She is rather fair skinned which is something she seems to have inherited from her mother. She only ever tans a little bit in the sun but thats normally due to the fact she hardly ever goes outside anyway. She's intrested in muggle clothing and often drags her mum to muggle shops for a laugh. They both enjoy dressing up in muggle clothes but most of the time she'll be found in wizard clothes just because she feels more comfortable in them - she doesn't stand out as much. Torie hardly ever wears makeup, except for extra special occasions.
But that leaves no one:

To discover that inside:
Torie, she's the shy quiet girl who sits at the back of the class with a book. The girl that no-one really knows. Sure, she has a few friends, but she's not majorly popular. She knows people who are though, of course most just use her to do their homework. She's reasonably smart, especially at charms and DADA but she doesn't like to show off. Even when she's with close friends Torie is generally still pretty quiet and it takes a lot for a person to get her to open up enough to have fun. But hey, thats what friends are for, right?

Her reputation at hogwarts isn't good. Infact, she isn't even sure it exists. A few people know her but it's mainly the purebloods. Those stupid parties people held made sure of that. She isn't really fond of people who discriminate by blood, especially since one of her bestfriends had been a muggle when she was little and a close friend of hers was muggle born. Of course, lil' old torie wouldn't do much if you said anything. Well, she's been known to bite back once or twice. Just don't kill anyone she loves and you'll be fine.
This soulless being:
- Reading
- Charms
- Muggle bands
- Photos
- Sunrise
- Sugary things
Is just as lost:
- Breaking rules
- Cheaters/liers
- Arguments
- Being teased
- The dark
As everyone else:
- Good with deadlines
- Extremly loyal
- Good at listening
- Problem Solving
- Telling a lie from a truth
In a world that knows only hate:
- Rather gulliable
- Isn't good with long conversations (except with close friends)
- Doesn't trust people as much as she says
- Way to polite
- Giving advice (or listening to it)
And causes pain for the soulless like me:
- Afraid of dissapointing her family
- Scared that she'd betray her friends to the dark lord like her cousin did.

They left me to die:
Judith Frantill (aunt)
Kayla Frantill (cousin)
Richard Jent (uncle)
Rylie Jent (cousin)
Missie Jent (grandmother)
Jason Jent (grandfather)
On a bed of roses:
Kathrine Rell (Trillin) (aunt)
Lucas Rell (uncle)
Becka Rell (cousin)
Selena Trillin (grandmother)
Hugh Trillin (grandfather)
Blood seeping through:
Lucas recently after leaving school left his family to follow Lord Voldermort and become a death eater. His family have alerted the authorities even after many threats from Lucas. They worry more members of the family will follow in his footsteps.
The satin sheets of fame:
Rather well off, but they aren't filthy rich.
What a bitter story of love:
Being a pureblood, torie has never been to a muggle school. Up to the age of eleven she would run around her back garden playing quidditch with her brother and practising magic. We all know it's one of the happiest moments in a wizarding parents life to see you're child peform their first tiny bit of magic. Torie's parents were no exception to this. They owled all their friends and family to tell them the exciting news (their child was magical after all!) and life went on. When she was seven she met her first muggle friend. It was a neighbor of hers and as Torie had just come home from playing on the field with her brother and his friends she was all muddy. Sitting outside on the pavement was a small, seven year old girl whose name was Tabatha. Typically, it reminded young Torie of cats and that was to be Tabatha's nickname.

Torie and Tabatha got on amazingly well. A lot of purebloods looked down on her family for letting their daughter play with what they saw as 'filth'. Up to the age of ten her and tabatha would play everyday until the rather sad day that Tabatha had to move house. This meant that it was back to those oh so awkward pureblood parties and Torie was as unhappy as ever. She hated them, the way the purebloods discriminated, the way they all wanted to be friends with he-who-must-not-be-named. She was glad her parents had never acted like that and she hoped it would stay that way. of course, then she turned eleven - meaning time to start hogwarts. At first it was exciting for her, the idea of living in this massive castle excited the young childs mind and she knew her brother would always be there to help her out. She hadn't realised how hard it would be.

It wasn't hard work-wise but she found it hard making friends. She quickly became known as the 'geek' and was always called upon to help tutor students. Mostly, she didn't mind. A lot of people she recognised from those parties but of course, those people were always the ones she wanted to avoid the most. It never worked that way though, never.

Torie shuffled down the hall quietly, her eyes trained on the floor as she made her way towards the only place she ever felt comfortable - the library. She enjoyed it there because mostly, the annoying people stayed away. The loud, obnoxious jerks that, if Torie wasn't so shy, she would quite happily punch in the face. Of course, it was typical that Torie would be a shy, quiet girl that detested violence and rule breaking. She muttered to herself quietly as she found the entrance to the library. She wasn't much good with directions and was often finding herself lost in this ratherly large school. It was, naturally, never the ideal situation for her because she would have to ask for directions and that generally involved talking to someone who would tell her the wrong directions just for a laugh.

She pushed open the door and smiled at the librarian as she sat at her usual table, the one surrounded by bookcases and that most people found it hard to find. The silence made her feel a lot more comfortable and she hummed quietly as she pulled out her DADA homework from her stachel. Grabbing a quill and some ink she began to squibble down notes on some parchment. This was what she always did, about five different drafts before finally writing her final essay and handing it in. Most people just about had time to write one version of their essay but seeing as she had a lot of free time on her hands this was never really a problem for her. Any free time she had was either spent in here, by the lake or in her dorm room. She found the Gryffindor common room suffocating most of the time. Some people seemed nice and, if she had any ounce of courage, she would talk to them. It was times like that she wondered how she ended up in Gryffindor.

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