Post by Maddy Kameren on Feb 9, 2014 19:43:00 GMT -5
Name:
Madelyne "Maddy" Paige Kameren
Age:
11 nearly 12
Birthdate/place: [1-Aug-2026]
Species: (Human, veela, vampire, werewolf, etc)
Gender:
Female
Family:
Eloise "Elle" Kameren- Mother 39
Alecsander Malice Kameren- Father, 38,
Elias Cain Kameren – Brother, 12. [April 2025]
Kristopher James Kameren- Brother, infant
Nathan Alecsander Kameren- Brother infant
Kristopher Curse Kameren - uncle, wizard. 42 deceased
Arianna Dream Kameren – Aunt, witch. 39.
Maxime Kristopher Kameren - Cousin, wizard. 24.
Violet Sophia Kameren - Cousin, witch. 12.
Evelyn Aimee Kameren - Cousin, witch. 8.
Appearance:
Hair:curly black hair
Eyes:Emerald green
Build/height- thin, 5'3
General Description-
If one is familiar with the description of the Kameren family, then one can instantly tell who Maddy is just by looking at her. Where her older brother is the combination of their parents, Maddy is pure Kameren with her black hair, emerald green eyes and height. At eleven she is already several inches taller than her mother. Heck, Maddy is taller than many of the kids in her year. She also has the beginning of the "lanky" look typically associated with young trees and Kameren men. She's recently lost some of the baby like plumpness in her face even though her features are still a bit rounded. She's a cute kid with her mischievous eyes, unruly black hair, pale skin and freckles.
One can usually find Maddy in some sort of themed outfit. She likes to dress up and can often be found wearing fairy costumes, tunics, crowns, tutus, scarfs, etc. She has left the fairy wings and crowns at home since she started Hogwarts, although she still thinks they are pretty cool. During the holidays Maddy likes to wear costumes associated with the occasion. She has been angels, pumpkins, Christmas puddings, presents, leprechauns, Easter rabbits, and an American Pilgrim. At school, she is in the typical uniform but she often expresses her individuality through hair decorations. She loves color and can be found wearing a rainbow at times because she just can't decide what color her mood is that day.
Possessions-
A large and ever growing collection of hair things, such as ribbons, bows, flowers, jeweled bins, bands, scruncies, and hats.
A fair assortment of clothes.
A smattering of arts and crafts.
A flying horse named Firey the Flaming Speed Demon
several dogs, cats and other animals (alive and stuffed)
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes- Fantastical. Maddy has a keen imagination and uses it liberally. She doesn't out right lie, but she is known to exaggerate, especially with numbers and tall tales. She's been known to make up stories, but will admit when she has broken the rules. She's a kind person but she can be rather discriminate when it comes to her friends. She's more comfortable with odd balls than the popular crowd, although she does have friends who are popular. She's rather dramatic and tends to swing in between moods very quickly, especially since she entered the double digits in age. Her temper is like a flash of lightening, very quick, very bright, and very hot. Recently, she is more likely to get into a temper, especially with her brother.
She has decided that she is the "silly" Kameren and often plays that up. Behind, her laughing persona is a rather perceptive little girl who tries really hard to shine. She's a loyal person, but also independent. She doesn't give up on her friends easily and often follows others, but she will try to assert her own way.
Maddy likes school, but more so because she's around other children than for actually studying. She'd rather be doing hands on things than reading a book. Sometimes, she acts goofy in class just so she can distract others from her lack of "smarts". School doesn't come easy to Maddy, especially reading and writing. She is quite good at reciting things from memory and speeches.
Alliance- her family and the gypsies.
Alignment- Chaotic good
Employment&Education:
-Students-
House-Hufflepuff
Year-first year
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- (if applicable)
Wand- aspen, 13 inches, unicorn hair,
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information- Maddy is dyslexic
History-
"I'm Maddy Paige Kameren and this is my oral memoria. I'm telling you all this because I want there to be something of me left in this world when I'm gone. Something more than just my artifacts without an explanation. There is no need for you to guess at what I would think because I'm going to tell it to you straight. I'm not much of a writer but I do have a way with speaking. Hence the recording instead of journaling. No one would want to suffer through my scribble anyways. I have horrendous handwriting and my spelling isn't much better. But I can spin quite the tale, or so I'm told. Anyways, I digress. This edition of my narrative is from birth until just after I turned to 11. You'll get the rest of the story in due time, patience young listener. Too much greatest at once can damage you. [laughter]
Okay, let's start at the very beginning. I'm Maddy. Actually if I'm honest with you and I promise to be, my full name is Madelyne but no one ever calls me that. Not that Madelyne is a bad name or anything. It's actually quite a good name, but I've always been Maddy. Elias, my eldest brother, says Maddy suits me better because I've always been a touch mad, and Maddy is just a warning for everyone else. Don't you fret, this is not the story of a madwomen. I am quite sane. All my doctors say so. [chuckle] I'm kidding, I don't have mind doctors.
As the legend goes, my birth was an unplanned surprise. In all honesty all of the Kameren children were unplanned surprises. You'd think that my mum being a healer and all would be aware what happens when one makes love....Anyways, Elias was only 8 months old when my mum became pregnant with me. Elias was 16 months old when I came into the world. I've been chasing him ever since.
I don't remember all that much about my early childhood but my family loves to tell tremendous tales about me. On all accounts I was a charming little toddler with quite the flare for drama. Actually, that probably hasn't changed. Nor has my love for teasing Elias. He's such a stick, but I love him. Elias and I grew up really close. People often assumed we were twins because we were so close in age. We certainly looked like we could be the same age. When we were little, we were neck on neck when it came to height, although sometimes, one or the other would be taller than the other for a bit.
Child hood was safety. I was protected from a lot on the Kameren estate. I know now that I was sheltered. My parents gave me a haven where i could be my silly self without judgment, and I really was quite silly. There are a myriad of photographs with me decked out in costumes. From age 4-7 I wore a costume of some sort nearly everyday. I've always loved playing pretend. Even, grown I like to pretend I am someone else for a few minutes. I grew up in the countryside, with a ton of land as my playground. There were always animals around. My earliest memories is playing with the hounds. I was almost ten when a family friend gave Elias and I flying horses. Firey the Flaming Speed Demon, was a feisty creature and I loved him dearly.
My oldest and dearest friend is Evie. She also happens to be my youngest cousin. As children we were inseparable and got into many scrapes together. The worst thing we probably did together when we were children was getting arrested. Okay, so we weren't formally charged with a crime but we were taken into custody. I was nearly eleven and Evie was nine I think. It all started with a gypsy performance in Diagon Alley. I'd been wanting to go for weeks but Mum was occupied with the twins, who'd just been born and were teething. Da was dealing with stuff at work. He's the head of magical law enforcement. Evie's mum was trying to hold onto her job in the aftermath of my uncle Kris' death. So, with no one to take us, Evie and I had planned to prove to everyone that we could go to Diagon Alley by ourselves without getting into to trouble. So, I flooed to the Leaky Cauldron, when mum was busy with the twins, and met Evie in the muggle world. At the time it seemed to be so easy. Evie's mum thought Evie was going to be picked up by her older brother Max, and Max thought Evie was going to be picked up by my mum, who thought that Aunt Ari was going to pick up Evie. Instead, Evie escaped from muggle school to come to the Alley with me and our gypsy friend Cai. It was all very thrilling at the time. In hindsight, it wasn't our best idea and we were really lucky we weren't hurt.
At first, the secret trip to the alley was wonderful. Once back inside the leaky cauldron, Cai borrowed a wand from a stocky wizard at the bar. She was lightening fast, her fingers slipping in and out of his pocket. I barely noticed the flash of wood before it slid into her own ragged cloak. At the time I knew little about Cai except that she was my friend and poor. With a wand, we tapped on the brinks and entered Diagon Alley. The square was filled with people. Gypsies were performing on a stage, while jugglers walked the edge of the crowd, trying to entice people. I'm not sure how the fighting started but in the middle of a recital of a fairy poem, some man pushed another, who stumbled into a woman, whose husband defended her by hitting back. Wands came out as slurs were hurled. When someone yelled a pretty nasty comment about gypsies, Cai kicked him in the shins. Bad idea. That man spun around, grabbing Cai by the arm. I reached into her cloak and grabbed the wand, threatening to spell him. The man laughed because we were obviously unable to do magic since we were little kids. He said he'd teach us how to behave. His breath smell gross like he'd drank poo or rotten eggs. Evie wanted to leave but we couldn't leave Cai. The man said he was going to report us to the ministry. Loud cracks filled the air and Evie was saying aurors were coming and we were in so much trouble. Panicked, I flicked the wand at him. Sparks flew out of it, hitting the man. Smoke rose from his singed garments and he dropped Cai. We had to get out of their. I screamed at Cai and Evie to run, that we needed to get to the cauldron and floo home. I turned to run, but I ran headlong into a firm body. Suddenly, my arms were bound tightly to my side. The man i had burned was screeching that we had attacked him and that the little gypsies runts had stolen his money and a wand. I craned my neck frantically and saw that both Evie and Cai had been captured. I didn't know the strange men who had taken us. I feared that these men were not aurors. They didn't look like aurors. One smelled pretty rank and his clothes were old. My daddy would have never have allowed his men to look so shabby. It wasn't until later that I would learn that these men had been undercover and only joined in the riot when it became ugly. They assumed we were gypsies and had put us in the same holding cell with them back at headquarters. There must have been twenty or so gypsies there. Most spitting mad. It was insane. There were several children clinging to their mums. Eventually an auror Evie and I knew came by to take statements and realized who we were. It was a big uproar that the daughter and niece of the head of magical law enforcement had been detained for an hour with gypsies like common miscreants.
We were lead out of the holding cell and up to my father's office. He just stared at me and Evie with his piercing eyes. Silence stretched on forever and we broke. I whispered that I was sorry. In a low, cold tone my father repeated my weak apology. Then he stated that we would give our statements in stark detail with no jokes, no unnecessary quips and then we would be transported back home.
It was one of the worst punishments of my life. I really disappointed my parents. I've gotten into trouble before. I'm not an angel but this was the first time I had done something so epic-ally unthinking. At first when my mum couldn't find me she'd been annoyed. Then pissed that I had gone to my aunt's without permission. Then when she contacted Ari and then Max and they found out that we had lied to all of them and that Evie had never come home, all hell had broken loose. By that time the riot in the alley had started. Then when no one had found us because the aurors that had apprehended us thought we were gypsies, my mum thought we'd been taken. She actually cried. My mum rarely cries. She's fierce. She's a slip of a woman but she can command a room with her booming voice and tyrannical expressions. But she was crying, clutching the twins to her heaving chest when I was fooed home. She hugged me something fierce before ranting at me.
I only wanted to have fun. I didn't think that anything bad would have happened. But it did. For a long time I had to do extra chores and earn my parent's trust back. It was pretty awful.
Eventually, time passed and I was no longer grounded. Nothing else of interest happened until September. I was finally going to Hogwarts as a student. I'd been to the magical school loads of times. My mum was the head nurse and my uncle Kris was headmaster my whole life before he passed away. This time, I was going to school and I'd get to stay. I was beyond excited. But secretly I was worried. I knew that classes were hard. I'd sat in a potions class once or twice that had been covered by my uncle. I knew from stories that school was hard. Now, it was my turn to learn. I wondered if people could flunk out of Hogwarts. I'm not the best student. It took me ages to learn how to read. I'm not even exaggerating. Evie, whose younger than me by over a year, was reading before I was. I hated having to read. I loved it when others read to me, especially when the characters were acted out in funny voices. I even liked creating my own stories. I just didn't like reading books. I never seemed to be able to get the words straight. They tended to dance on the page. The harder I tried the worse I became. For a while I thought I was stupid. Everyone in my family is brilliant. There are lots of geniuses in my family including my uncle and Evie. Here, I was at the age of seven, barely reading a preschool book. My parents got me lots of tutors. Several, thought it was my behavioral issues. I just didn't try hard enough. I was too energetic. I needed to sit still. They didn't believe me when I said I couldn't. Then my parents found an awesome tutor. Ms. Gold. She knew what was wrong. She figured out that my brain wasn't wired correctly, that I saw the letters differently. There wasn't anything wrong with me just that I viewed the world from a different angel. She taught me tricks so I could focus. I'm getting better. I'm not the best reader but I can do it. It just takes me longer. My handwriting is messy and I often have to erase things because I write the letters backwards.
I do better if things are read to me. I'm really good when people teach me orally. I learn better my hearing things than by just reading. I often remember things very clearly, especially if my eyes are closed and I just listen. Still, despite being able to read better, I'm afraid that it won't be good enough for Hogwarts. What if professors fail me because they think I'm supposed to be smart? My brother is super smart, but I'd never tell that to him personally. He'd have such a large ego he'd tip over. My mum and Da were both Ravenclaws. Would they not like me as much if I'm not a Ravenclaw? Would I disappoint them like I did when I sneaked out? I knew my parents would still love me but I wondered if they would love me less. Be not as proud as me. Especially since they had two babies who could be geniuses. I knew I shouldn't have thought these thoughts but I did. I was afraid to disappoint my parents again. Okay, so maybe they wouldn't be entirely upset if I wasn't in Ravenclaw, but they would feel a little sad. Although, they probably would be relieved too because then Elias and I wouldn't be at each other's throats in the same tower.
September 1st came and I lingered on the platform. My mum was there to share this moment with my da. At first I wanted to tell my mum that she shouldn't sit with me that I was a first year now and no other first years had their mums with them. But when I opened my mouth to say those words, nothing came out. I squeaked. But I think she knew because she just stood up on her toes and kissed me on the cheek before exclaiming that she was going to harass the perfects in their compartment. I was one of the last students on the train. I suddenly didn't want to go. Maybe I could stay behind another year and wait for Evie. I didn't want to leave my best friend. Why couldn't she have been born earlier? It wasn't fair. She should have been in school with me. She was wicked smart. She was doing more complicated work in her muggle school at ten than most fifth years. Or maybe even 7th years. It was hard to tell with Evie. On one hand she was brilliant and on the other she was just a little girl who loved playing dress up with me. I hugged Evie, tight, whispering in her ear that I expected her to promptly answer my owls for help. She said something about not getting ideas that she'd actually do my homework for me. I grinned at her in response. She knew me so well.
I climbed aboard the train and straight into my brother's compartment. It took him thirty minutes to get angry enough to throw me out saying I needed to sit with my own kind. I gave him a deep bow and left his compartment. I then found my cousin Violet, chatted with her friends for a bit before finding some scared first years. I boldly introduced myself as their experienced companion and began to alleviate their fears. Apparently someone had told them that they had to battle a giant squid before they could enter the castle, then they had to pass a magical skills test and then had to battle a troll. They didn't believe me when I said it was just a hat.
The sorting ceremony seemed to last ages. I wasn't even that far down the alphabet but it seemed like an hour had passed before my name was called. I'd quickly gotten bored with the whole waiting thing. It would have been fun if the hat spoke out loud. So, in my head i had made up what the conversation would be. I was getting pretty into it and nearly didn't hear my name. It was repeated three times. I then tripped over my feet. Instead of falling on my face, I did this jiggling move, with arms flailing about. I found my balance, and gave a little bow to the laughs from the crowd. My cheeks were red. I quickly took my seat, rubbing my sweaty palms on my skit. The hat was big and it slid over my eyes. I saw darkness. I knew that the hat would talk in my head, so I said hello. The hat greeted me in kind. It told me not to be afraid that I was smarter than I thought. There was more to smarts than books and I was better than I knew. He or it told me not to fret and that I was going to be alright in a house of loyal workers. Suddenly Hufflepuff was shouted out and claps and cheers surrounded me as the hat was whisked off my head. I glanced up at the table to where my mum was sitting. She was smiling, clapping enthusiastically. I waived back and headed to my table. She didn't seem upset but I wondered if she was a little sad that I didn't get into her house. I took my seat among the cheerfully loud table and began my next adventure.
Madelyne "Maddy" Paige Kameren
Age:
11 nearly 12
Birthdate/place: [1-Aug-2026]
Species: (Human, veela, vampire, werewolf, etc)
Gender:
Female
Family:
Eloise "Elle" Kameren- Mother 39
Alecsander Malice Kameren- Father, 38,
Elias Cain Kameren – Brother, 12. [April 2025]
Kristopher James Kameren- Brother, infant
Nathan Alecsander Kameren- Brother infant
Kristopher Curse Kameren - uncle, wizard. 42 deceased
Arianna Dream Kameren – Aunt, witch. 39.
Maxime Kristopher Kameren - Cousin, wizard. 24.
Violet Sophia Kameren - Cousin, witch. 12.
Evelyn Aimee Kameren - Cousin, witch. 8.
Appearance:
Hair:curly black hair
Eyes:Emerald green
Build/height- thin, 5'3
General Description-
If one is familiar with the description of the Kameren family, then one can instantly tell who Maddy is just by looking at her. Where her older brother is the combination of their parents, Maddy is pure Kameren with her black hair, emerald green eyes and height. At eleven she is already several inches taller than her mother. Heck, Maddy is taller than many of the kids in her year. She also has the beginning of the "lanky" look typically associated with young trees and Kameren men. She's recently lost some of the baby like plumpness in her face even though her features are still a bit rounded. She's a cute kid with her mischievous eyes, unruly black hair, pale skin and freckles.
One can usually find Maddy in some sort of themed outfit. She likes to dress up and can often be found wearing fairy costumes, tunics, crowns, tutus, scarfs, etc. She has left the fairy wings and crowns at home since she started Hogwarts, although she still thinks they are pretty cool. During the holidays Maddy likes to wear costumes associated with the occasion. She has been angels, pumpkins, Christmas puddings, presents, leprechauns, Easter rabbits, and an American Pilgrim. At school, she is in the typical uniform but she often expresses her individuality through hair decorations. She loves color and can be found wearing a rainbow at times because she just can't decide what color her mood is that day.
Possessions-
A large and ever growing collection of hair things, such as ribbons, bows, flowers, jeweled bins, bands, scruncies, and hats.
A fair assortment of clothes.
A smattering of arts and crafts.
A flying horse named Firey the Flaming Speed Demon
several dogs, cats and other animals (alive and stuffed)
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes- Fantastical. Maddy has a keen imagination and uses it liberally. She doesn't out right lie, but she is known to exaggerate, especially with numbers and tall tales. She's been known to make up stories, but will admit when she has broken the rules. She's a kind person but she can be rather discriminate when it comes to her friends. She's more comfortable with odd balls than the popular crowd, although she does have friends who are popular. She's rather dramatic and tends to swing in between moods very quickly, especially since she entered the double digits in age. Her temper is like a flash of lightening, very quick, very bright, and very hot. Recently, she is more likely to get into a temper, especially with her brother.
She has decided that she is the "silly" Kameren and often plays that up. Behind, her laughing persona is a rather perceptive little girl who tries really hard to shine. She's a loyal person, but also independent. She doesn't give up on her friends easily and often follows others, but she will try to assert her own way.
Maddy likes school, but more so because she's around other children than for actually studying. She'd rather be doing hands on things than reading a book. Sometimes, she acts goofy in class just so she can distract others from her lack of "smarts". School doesn't come easy to Maddy, especially reading and writing. She is quite good at reciting things from memory and speeches.
Alliance- her family and the gypsies.
Alignment- Chaotic good
Employment&Education:
-Students-
House-Hufflepuff
Year-first year
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- (if applicable)
Wand- aspen, 13 inches, unicorn hair,
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information- Maddy is dyslexic
History-
"I'm Maddy Paige Kameren and this is my oral memoria. I'm telling you all this because I want there to be something of me left in this world when I'm gone. Something more than just my artifacts without an explanation. There is no need for you to guess at what I would think because I'm going to tell it to you straight. I'm not much of a writer but I do have a way with speaking. Hence the recording instead of journaling. No one would want to suffer through my scribble anyways. I have horrendous handwriting and my spelling isn't much better. But I can spin quite the tale, or so I'm told. Anyways, I digress. This edition of my narrative is from birth until just after I turned to 11. You'll get the rest of the story in due time, patience young listener. Too much greatest at once can damage you. [laughter]
Okay, let's start at the very beginning. I'm Maddy. Actually if I'm honest with you and I promise to be, my full name is Madelyne but no one ever calls me that. Not that Madelyne is a bad name or anything. It's actually quite a good name, but I've always been Maddy. Elias, my eldest brother, says Maddy suits me better because I've always been a touch mad, and Maddy is just a warning for everyone else. Don't you fret, this is not the story of a madwomen. I am quite sane. All my doctors say so. [chuckle] I'm kidding, I don't have mind doctors.
As the legend goes, my birth was an unplanned surprise. In all honesty all of the Kameren children were unplanned surprises. You'd think that my mum being a healer and all would be aware what happens when one makes love....Anyways, Elias was only 8 months old when my mum became pregnant with me. Elias was 16 months old when I came into the world. I've been chasing him ever since.
I don't remember all that much about my early childhood but my family loves to tell tremendous tales about me. On all accounts I was a charming little toddler with quite the flare for drama. Actually, that probably hasn't changed. Nor has my love for teasing Elias. He's such a stick, but I love him. Elias and I grew up really close. People often assumed we were twins because we were so close in age. We certainly looked like we could be the same age. When we were little, we were neck on neck when it came to height, although sometimes, one or the other would be taller than the other for a bit.
Child hood was safety. I was protected from a lot on the Kameren estate. I know now that I was sheltered. My parents gave me a haven where i could be my silly self without judgment, and I really was quite silly. There are a myriad of photographs with me decked out in costumes. From age 4-7 I wore a costume of some sort nearly everyday. I've always loved playing pretend. Even, grown I like to pretend I am someone else for a few minutes. I grew up in the countryside, with a ton of land as my playground. There were always animals around. My earliest memories is playing with the hounds. I was almost ten when a family friend gave Elias and I flying horses. Firey the Flaming Speed Demon, was a feisty creature and I loved him dearly.
My oldest and dearest friend is Evie. She also happens to be my youngest cousin. As children we were inseparable and got into many scrapes together. The worst thing we probably did together when we were children was getting arrested. Okay, so we weren't formally charged with a crime but we were taken into custody. I was nearly eleven and Evie was nine I think. It all started with a gypsy performance in Diagon Alley. I'd been wanting to go for weeks but Mum was occupied with the twins, who'd just been born and were teething. Da was dealing with stuff at work. He's the head of magical law enforcement. Evie's mum was trying to hold onto her job in the aftermath of my uncle Kris' death. So, with no one to take us, Evie and I had planned to prove to everyone that we could go to Diagon Alley by ourselves without getting into to trouble. So, I flooed to the Leaky Cauldron, when mum was busy with the twins, and met Evie in the muggle world. At the time it seemed to be so easy. Evie's mum thought Evie was going to be picked up by her older brother Max, and Max thought Evie was going to be picked up by my mum, who thought that Aunt Ari was going to pick up Evie. Instead, Evie escaped from muggle school to come to the Alley with me and our gypsy friend Cai. It was all very thrilling at the time. In hindsight, it wasn't our best idea and we were really lucky we weren't hurt.
At first, the secret trip to the alley was wonderful. Once back inside the leaky cauldron, Cai borrowed a wand from a stocky wizard at the bar. She was lightening fast, her fingers slipping in and out of his pocket. I barely noticed the flash of wood before it slid into her own ragged cloak. At the time I knew little about Cai except that she was my friend and poor. With a wand, we tapped on the brinks and entered Diagon Alley. The square was filled with people. Gypsies were performing on a stage, while jugglers walked the edge of the crowd, trying to entice people. I'm not sure how the fighting started but in the middle of a recital of a fairy poem, some man pushed another, who stumbled into a woman, whose husband defended her by hitting back. Wands came out as slurs were hurled. When someone yelled a pretty nasty comment about gypsies, Cai kicked him in the shins. Bad idea. That man spun around, grabbing Cai by the arm. I reached into her cloak and grabbed the wand, threatening to spell him. The man laughed because we were obviously unable to do magic since we were little kids. He said he'd teach us how to behave. His breath smell gross like he'd drank poo or rotten eggs. Evie wanted to leave but we couldn't leave Cai. The man said he was going to report us to the ministry. Loud cracks filled the air and Evie was saying aurors were coming and we were in so much trouble. Panicked, I flicked the wand at him. Sparks flew out of it, hitting the man. Smoke rose from his singed garments and he dropped Cai. We had to get out of their. I screamed at Cai and Evie to run, that we needed to get to the cauldron and floo home. I turned to run, but I ran headlong into a firm body. Suddenly, my arms were bound tightly to my side. The man i had burned was screeching that we had attacked him and that the little gypsies runts had stolen his money and a wand. I craned my neck frantically and saw that both Evie and Cai had been captured. I didn't know the strange men who had taken us. I feared that these men were not aurors. They didn't look like aurors. One smelled pretty rank and his clothes were old. My daddy would have never have allowed his men to look so shabby. It wasn't until later that I would learn that these men had been undercover and only joined in the riot when it became ugly. They assumed we were gypsies and had put us in the same holding cell with them back at headquarters. There must have been twenty or so gypsies there. Most spitting mad. It was insane. There were several children clinging to their mums. Eventually an auror Evie and I knew came by to take statements and realized who we were. It was a big uproar that the daughter and niece of the head of magical law enforcement had been detained for an hour with gypsies like common miscreants.
We were lead out of the holding cell and up to my father's office. He just stared at me and Evie with his piercing eyes. Silence stretched on forever and we broke. I whispered that I was sorry. In a low, cold tone my father repeated my weak apology. Then he stated that we would give our statements in stark detail with no jokes, no unnecessary quips and then we would be transported back home.
It was one of the worst punishments of my life. I really disappointed my parents. I've gotten into trouble before. I'm not an angel but this was the first time I had done something so epic-ally unthinking. At first when my mum couldn't find me she'd been annoyed. Then pissed that I had gone to my aunt's without permission. Then when she contacted Ari and then Max and they found out that we had lied to all of them and that Evie had never come home, all hell had broken loose. By that time the riot in the alley had started. Then when no one had found us because the aurors that had apprehended us thought we were gypsies, my mum thought we'd been taken. She actually cried. My mum rarely cries. She's fierce. She's a slip of a woman but she can command a room with her booming voice and tyrannical expressions. But she was crying, clutching the twins to her heaving chest when I was fooed home. She hugged me something fierce before ranting at me.
I only wanted to have fun. I didn't think that anything bad would have happened. But it did. For a long time I had to do extra chores and earn my parent's trust back. It was pretty awful.
Eventually, time passed and I was no longer grounded. Nothing else of interest happened until September. I was finally going to Hogwarts as a student. I'd been to the magical school loads of times. My mum was the head nurse and my uncle Kris was headmaster my whole life before he passed away. This time, I was going to school and I'd get to stay. I was beyond excited. But secretly I was worried. I knew that classes were hard. I'd sat in a potions class once or twice that had been covered by my uncle. I knew from stories that school was hard. Now, it was my turn to learn. I wondered if people could flunk out of Hogwarts. I'm not the best student. It took me ages to learn how to read. I'm not even exaggerating. Evie, whose younger than me by over a year, was reading before I was. I hated having to read. I loved it when others read to me, especially when the characters were acted out in funny voices. I even liked creating my own stories. I just didn't like reading books. I never seemed to be able to get the words straight. They tended to dance on the page. The harder I tried the worse I became. For a while I thought I was stupid. Everyone in my family is brilliant. There are lots of geniuses in my family including my uncle and Evie. Here, I was at the age of seven, barely reading a preschool book. My parents got me lots of tutors. Several, thought it was my behavioral issues. I just didn't try hard enough. I was too energetic. I needed to sit still. They didn't believe me when I said I couldn't. Then my parents found an awesome tutor. Ms. Gold. She knew what was wrong. She figured out that my brain wasn't wired correctly, that I saw the letters differently. There wasn't anything wrong with me just that I viewed the world from a different angel. She taught me tricks so I could focus. I'm getting better. I'm not the best reader but I can do it. It just takes me longer. My handwriting is messy and I often have to erase things because I write the letters backwards.
I do better if things are read to me. I'm really good when people teach me orally. I learn better my hearing things than by just reading. I often remember things very clearly, especially if my eyes are closed and I just listen. Still, despite being able to read better, I'm afraid that it won't be good enough for Hogwarts. What if professors fail me because they think I'm supposed to be smart? My brother is super smart, but I'd never tell that to him personally. He'd have such a large ego he'd tip over. My mum and Da were both Ravenclaws. Would they not like me as much if I'm not a Ravenclaw? Would I disappoint them like I did when I sneaked out? I knew my parents would still love me but I wondered if they would love me less. Be not as proud as me. Especially since they had two babies who could be geniuses. I knew I shouldn't have thought these thoughts but I did. I was afraid to disappoint my parents again. Okay, so maybe they wouldn't be entirely upset if I wasn't in Ravenclaw, but they would feel a little sad. Although, they probably would be relieved too because then Elias and I wouldn't be at each other's throats in the same tower.
September 1st came and I lingered on the platform. My mum was there to share this moment with my da. At first I wanted to tell my mum that she shouldn't sit with me that I was a first year now and no other first years had their mums with them. But when I opened my mouth to say those words, nothing came out. I squeaked. But I think she knew because she just stood up on her toes and kissed me on the cheek before exclaiming that she was going to harass the perfects in their compartment. I was one of the last students on the train. I suddenly didn't want to go. Maybe I could stay behind another year and wait for Evie. I didn't want to leave my best friend. Why couldn't she have been born earlier? It wasn't fair. She should have been in school with me. She was wicked smart. She was doing more complicated work in her muggle school at ten than most fifth years. Or maybe even 7th years. It was hard to tell with Evie. On one hand she was brilliant and on the other she was just a little girl who loved playing dress up with me. I hugged Evie, tight, whispering in her ear that I expected her to promptly answer my owls for help. She said something about not getting ideas that she'd actually do my homework for me. I grinned at her in response. She knew me so well.
I climbed aboard the train and straight into my brother's compartment. It took him thirty minutes to get angry enough to throw me out saying I needed to sit with my own kind. I gave him a deep bow and left his compartment. I then found my cousin Violet, chatted with her friends for a bit before finding some scared first years. I boldly introduced myself as their experienced companion and began to alleviate their fears. Apparently someone had told them that they had to battle a giant squid before they could enter the castle, then they had to pass a magical skills test and then had to battle a troll. They didn't believe me when I said it was just a hat.
The sorting ceremony seemed to last ages. I wasn't even that far down the alphabet but it seemed like an hour had passed before my name was called. I'd quickly gotten bored with the whole waiting thing. It would have been fun if the hat spoke out loud. So, in my head i had made up what the conversation would be. I was getting pretty into it and nearly didn't hear my name. It was repeated three times. I then tripped over my feet. Instead of falling on my face, I did this jiggling move, with arms flailing about. I found my balance, and gave a little bow to the laughs from the crowd. My cheeks were red. I quickly took my seat, rubbing my sweaty palms on my skit. The hat was big and it slid over my eyes. I saw darkness. I knew that the hat would talk in my head, so I said hello. The hat greeted me in kind. It told me not to be afraid that I was smarter than I thought. There was more to smarts than books and I was better than I knew. He or it told me not to fret and that I was going to be alright in a house of loyal workers. Suddenly Hufflepuff was shouted out and claps and cheers surrounded me as the hat was whisked off my head. I glanced up at the table to where my mum was sitting. She was smiling, clapping enthusiastically. I waived back and headed to my table. She didn't seem upset but I wondered if she was a little sad that I didn't get into her house. I took my seat among the cheerfully loud table and began my next adventure.
