Post by blackdahlia on Feb 23, 2008 3:43:29 GMT
The Character
Name: Dahlia Kaden Vesey
Year: 6th
House: Slytherin
Blood: pure
Wand: 12 ¼ inches; willow; dragon scale core (good for hexes)
Patronus: Osprey
Celebrity: Rachel Bilson
Personality
Dahlia is a very dark person with a very sarcastic attitude toward everything and is just plain mean to everyone. She has a very wild personality to come in contact with, because you expect dark people to hide away and only like to interact with people if they must. However, Dahlia likes to be the center of attention, like if she is making fun of someone or hexing an annoying Hufflepuff. Basically any one she comes in contact with, she starts off being nasty.
Dahlia is no stranger to detentions. She loves getting in trouble as long as it was well worth it, usually someone suffering. Dahlia is very outspoken and a lot of things tick her off. Even if you smile at her she will be on your case. Dahlia doesn’t want anyone to like her. She knew if they liked her, she probably wouldn’t have a reason to hex them, and it just so much fun hexing people. Not to mention she’s good at it.
Appearance
Eyes: Brown, wide, scary.
Hair: medium length, black, wild.
Skin: Pale
Height and Build: Average for her age, about 5’6’’-5’7’’. Thin, but strong.
Style: Dark clothing, dark make-up around her eyes. She is surprisingly pretty, but a scary pretty, like the popular girl no one really likes but wishes they were her.
History
Way back when, a hundred years ago, when Harry Potter was still fighting off the Dark Lord, a Pontius Avery fought as a death eater. Pontius had a son, Linus Avery, who also had a son, Midas Avery, who, among other children, had a daughter, Gwendolyn Avery, who married Damascus Vesey, who had a daughter, Dahlia Kaden Vesey. To make a long family line short, Dahlia descended from a long line of wizards who liked to fight for dark reasons.
Dahlia inherited the dark attribute of her forefathers. The long lines of pure bloods on both sides of her family left the Vesey’s a big fortune and a big mansion. The money was old money, passed down from generation to generation, each one diminishing the quantity greatly. However, Dahlia never knew lack of money, like some of her descendants will. Dahlia was spoiled rotten, the youngest of three children, and the only female. Her older siblings, brothers by the names of Geoffrey Vesey and Sebastian Vesey were both out of he house and living their own lives by the time Dahlia was ten. Her mother and father both loved her dearly, she was their little princess after all. Nothing she did could ever be wrong.
Dahlia took attributes of both her parents personalities. Her mother was shrill and sarcastic, her father was tough and quite scary. He looked like he was ready to hex anyone who crossed his path. However, from a young age Dahlia had been told by all her family that she had gotten the gift of the ability to perform amazing and hard hitting hexes from her great-great grandfather, Pontius, who was known for fighting along side Voldemort in the good days.
At age Eleven, like every normal witch, Dahlia was carried to Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express for her first year. She was excited to be on her own. She had heard of the fun her parents had at Hogwarts being in the Slytherin House. They had mentioned that Hogwarts had gotten soft since they had been there. Dahlia was sure she would liven up the place. Dahlia had no doubt that she would be wearing green and silver soon. The sorting hair barely touched her head before it shouted:
SLYTHERIN!
And Dahlia’s face broke into a wide smirk. She went a sat at the head of the Slytherin table, chatting about how dumb the Hufflepuff’s seemed and how easy it would be to beat their audits team this year.
Through the years, Dahlia found that she fit into her house perfectly. The Slytherin’s were just as dark and cold as she was and could take her sarcasm and her mean comments, throwing a few back at her. However, quickly Dahlia taught everyone that she wasn’t going to be pushed down to the bottom of the barrel, showing her Slytherins that she was going to be the leader of the pack. Soon the rest of the school knew also.
Name: Dahlia Kaden Vesey
Year: 6th
House: Slytherin
Blood: pure
Wand: 12 ¼ inches; willow; dragon scale core (good for hexes)
Patronus: Osprey
Celebrity: Rachel Bilson
Personality
Dahlia is a very dark person with a very sarcastic attitude toward everything and is just plain mean to everyone. She has a very wild personality to come in contact with, because you expect dark people to hide away and only like to interact with people if they must. However, Dahlia likes to be the center of attention, like if she is making fun of someone or hexing an annoying Hufflepuff. Basically any one she comes in contact with, she starts off being nasty.
Dahlia is no stranger to detentions. She loves getting in trouble as long as it was well worth it, usually someone suffering. Dahlia is very outspoken and a lot of things tick her off. Even if you smile at her she will be on your case. Dahlia doesn’t want anyone to like her. She knew if they liked her, she probably wouldn’t have a reason to hex them, and it just so much fun hexing people. Not to mention she’s good at it.
Appearance
Eyes: Brown, wide, scary.
Hair: medium length, black, wild.
Skin: Pale
Height and Build: Average for her age, about 5’6’’-5’7’’. Thin, but strong.
Style: Dark clothing, dark make-up around her eyes. She is surprisingly pretty, but a scary pretty, like the popular girl no one really likes but wishes they were her.
History
Way back when, a hundred years ago, when Harry Potter was still fighting off the Dark Lord, a Pontius Avery fought as a death eater. Pontius had a son, Linus Avery, who also had a son, Midas Avery, who, among other children, had a daughter, Gwendolyn Avery, who married Damascus Vesey, who had a daughter, Dahlia Kaden Vesey. To make a long family line short, Dahlia descended from a long line of wizards who liked to fight for dark reasons.
Dahlia inherited the dark attribute of her forefathers. The long lines of pure bloods on both sides of her family left the Vesey’s a big fortune and a big mansion. The money was old money, passed down from generation to generation, each one diminishing the quantity greatly. However, Dahlia never knew lack of money, like some of her descendants will. Dahlia was spoiled rotten, the youngest of three children, and the only female. Her older siblings, brothers by the names of Geoffrey Vesey and Sebastian Vesey were both out of he house and living their own lives by the time Dahlia was ten. Her mother and father both loved her dearly, she was their little princess after all. Nothing she did could ever be wrong.
Dahlia took attributes of both her parents personalities. Her mother was shrill and sarcastic, her father was tough and quite scary. He looked like he was ready to hex anyone who crossed his path. However, from a young age Dahlia had been told by all her family that she had gotten the gift of the ability to perform amazing and hard hitting hexes from her great-great grandfather, Pontius, who was known for fighting along side Voldemort in the good days.
At age Eleven, like every normal witch, Dahlia was carried to Hogwarts on the Hogwarts Express for her first year. She was excited to be on her own. She had heard of the fun her parents had at Hogwarts being in the Slytherin House. They had mentioned that Hogwarts had gotten soft since they had been there. Dahlia was sure she would liven up the place. Dahlia had no doubt that she would be wearing green and silver soon. The sorting hair barely touched her head before it shouted:
SLYTHERIN!
And Dahlia’s face broke into a wide smirk. She went a sat at the head of the Slytherin table, chatting about how dumb the Hufflepuff’s seemed and how easy it would be to beat their audits team this year.
Through the years, Dahlia found that she fit into her house perfectly. The Slytherin’s were just as dark and cold as she was and could take her sarcasm and her mean comments, throwing a few back at her. However, quickly Dahlia taught everyone that she wasn’t going to be pushed down to the bottom of the barrel, showing her Slytherins that she was going to be the leader of the pack. Soon the rest of the school knew also.
