04-16-2012, 10:33 PM
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![Hufflepuff](/i/ranks/hufflepuff_group.gif) DoM & MO Kappa
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Maria Ellie Thompson Hufflepuff Third Year | 49% Dalmatian | | 51% Human Quote:
Originally Posted by JennyWeasley06 Millie smiled "well there's not to much to know really, my family story is complicated i have two sister one who's a witch one's a muggle im the oldest, muggle born i only speak one language, im technically Ariana's Cousin but im so much older than her she prefer's to call me her aunt which im ok with, uhmm she was switched aat birth in the hospital and we just found out about a year ago, and met her, it was very strange, but i always thought it weird that alissa looked nothing like her parents " she giggled, it was nice telling someone about Ariana's story, she had been keeping it in for so long and it's been hard on her trying to let Ariana In she Loved Alissa so much. Millie layed back on the blanket setting her glass beside her in the grass. Rowan smiled, "That must've been interesting." He laid down next to her, hoping she wouldn't mind, "As for me. I was born and raised in England by my adoptive parents Ryan and Raine. I had four other siblings, all also adopted; Loreta, Miguel, Sheen, and Louise. All of us from different origins of the world. Loreta was from Africa, Sheen from America, Miguel from Spain, and Louise from France." He thought for a moment, "I was the only magical one from the bunch. All of us knew that we were adopted, and we all promised to help find each other's real parents. I, being the oldest of us all. Found theirs fairly easily. Then after finding theirs I went off on a search on a whim looking for a Robin and Marian Mercada." He shook his head, "And that brings us to today." He wondered if she would catch his mother's name; after all, Chelle wouldn't be a nickname. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassandra "I thought we were still doing the trip..." He trailed off. "No we are still doing the trip...." Sage looked away, remembering his sister, sick in her deathbed. Damon smiled, he couldn't help but be happy by that, "Great... A way to keep Mom's memory alive and well." He caught the flinch from his uncle and laid his hand on his shoulder, "And to keep her with us always." |
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