Post by .going down in flames. on Nov 24, 2009 8:06:07 GMT 1
Alias: Dorcas
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DORCAS --renata --MEADOWES
||eighteen||slytheirn||straight||
||brown eyes||dark brown hair||120 lbs||5'7"||
||outgoing||talkative||fun-loving||cute and knows it||great dueller||
||sometimes too talkative||bad mood swings||into bad guys||
||eighteen||slytheirn||straight||
||brown eyes||dark brown hair||120 lbs||5'7"||
||outgoing||talkative||fun-loving||cute and knows it||great dueller||
||sometimes too talkative||bad mood swings||into bad guys||
Let me tell you, a little something about myself
[/size][/color]Born to a Slytherin mother and a Ravenclaw father Dorcas lived the first ten years of her life in bliss. The oldest twin, spoiled rotten but always taking her fathers advice. He kept her level headed as a child and she always did her best to make him proud. She was her daddy's girl and nothing in the world would ever change that to either of them.
At the age of seven Dorcas was inducted to a muggle primary school by her mother at her fathers request. Knowing Dorcas was showing magical abilities her father feared her going to Hogwarts, being placed in Slytherin and caving in to the pure-blood-mania they all seemed to live off of. Of course, her mother was an exception to him but really, they were just married now, they weren't husband and wife, they weren't lovers, they were just together out of habit, necessity.
Having grown close to many other children her age Dorcas knew she was always different to her peers at muggle school. Her parents who had always been open to her of what she was did impress the need to keep it a secret. Dorcas hated secrets, she believed them to be wrong, but as her dad had told her 'Some secrets have to be kept' and so she always kept what she and her dad called 'their little secret'.
Finally the time came and Dorcas and her sister received their Hogwarts letter. Both her parents were pleased for them. Even her mother who barely spoke a word, expressed how proud she was of her children, and that coming from her mother, meant more than the world to Dorcas. It was always something she remembered and never forgot.
After the letter came it was time to do the shopping. Both of Dorcas' parents took her and her sister to Diagon Alley. They weren't a well off, pure-blooded family, but her father's job paid for them to get by and still have a bit of extra money left over at the end of every year for a special family holiday away to Europe or various places around England, Scotland and Wales.
The day soon came and Dorcas and her sister headed off for Hogwarts. Both of them were sorted into Slytherin and had sort of split off into different friendship groups. Dorcas and her sister had never really been close, even though they were twins. Dorcas had always been her father's favourite and her sister was her mothers favourite, and their personalities showed.
Seven years on without much complication, Dorcas had learnt not to cry and not to show any sort of weakness to the Slytherins of her house. She'd had a few scuffles and got into her fair share of trouble, but her grades have always been exceptional because she always studied in secret, keeping out of the way of Slytherins and never having any friend to distract her. There is a sordid side to Dorcas, one that she'd die if her parents ever found out about, but quite simply she has earned herself a reputation of a bit of a slut having slept around quite a bit with quite a few of the boys at Hogwarts and out of it.
Dorcas left Hogwarts doing quite well in her NEWT's. She did better than she expected but with no such thing as friends around, she was able to study more than ever. Dorcas got herself a somewhat good job at the ministry and had a bit of time off before she started training in August.