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EmmaRiddle · 12-14-2003, 06:44 PM

This is an RPG of a circle of friends all belonging to the DE or knows a person or is related to someone who is a DE. Set in the period when Harry, Ron and Hermione are at school.

Name: Marcella Riddle
Relation : Voldemort's Daughter
Occupation: Hogwarts Student, Slytherin 6th year
Status: Single, one special friend, supposed orphan
Age: 16
Height : 5'4'
Eyes: Emerald
Hair: Deathly Black and straight
Friends: Harry and Luna
Enemies: Ron, Hermione, Lavender, McGonagall, Peeves, Lupin, Mad-Eye, Mrs Weasley, Bill, Percy, Fudge, etc...
Origin: Born in West wales, fled to Denmark and then was brought to Britain.
Talents: Dark Arts (can perform any curse at will) is a metamorphamagi.
Best Subjects: DADA, transfiguration and Charms.
Worst: Potions and Flying.
Old School: Durmstrang, Hogwarts

Bio: Born of Velicia Evans, Riddle had no idea of having conceived a child. She fled to Denmark to escape him, but he caught up with her, shortly after giving birth to me and was brutally murdered. I was brought up in an orphanage then immediately sent to Durmstrang. He now knows of my existence and is currently searching for me. Dumbledore (my Godfather) brought me here and innitiated me into the Order of the Phoenix to try and conteract my fathers attempts to take me under his wing, as his heir, the next true heir to salazar slytherin.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:07 PM

Sighing, she got up and went to the door, opening it. Watching the girl rush past her, she stood with the door open, hand still on the handle, looking at her.

"I haven't got time for this..." she said, shaking her head. "I'm going to think.." she said aloud, but not directly at anyone and following that, walked out from the doorway.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:10 PM

"I just thought you should know that Archie left school grounds."

Snape raised his eyebrow. "Is that all?" he replied and looked out the door for Marcella, but she was already gone.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:17 PM

Walking toward a room, in which many students wearing the same clothes as her, were stood, she gasped as she saw rchie walking through the flames in the fireplace. But she appeared to be the only student worried by this at all. Befor he walked through she distinctly heard him mutter,
"Voldemort's headquarters." The instant she heard the word 'Voldemort' she fell upon the floor, writhing in pain. Even the name brought the meories back to her, as suddenly, it came into focus who her father really was.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:18 PM

Utterly bewildered by Snapes lack of concern, Kristi walked back to the common room to find Marcella on the floor. She walked over to her and bent down, "Are you okay?"

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:23 PM

"Does it look it?" she snarled, as she felt her stomach clenching. "It was the mention of that name, that thing that Archie said, did you hear him?"

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:24 PM

"Yeah, I heard him. It's not just memories coming back, it's physical pain as well?" Kristi looked worried.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:26 PM

"yeah, it's like the name is cursed, it's bringing pain on me. cant help but think it's intended to be a reminder for something, like a punishment. I could hear laughing and I saw those red eyes again."

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:29 PM

"Punishment? What did you do to make him so mad?"

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:31 PM

"That's the thing, I dont know! Or else I cant remember.." she said, steadying herself to her feet, gradually.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:34 PM

"But, you've been with Snape all day, so what could you have done?" Kristi asked. "Maybe he would know."

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:38 PM

"I have...?" she asked, curiously. "That seems strange seeing as he's your father and not mine."

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:41 PM

"Shhh..." Kristi said, casting a worried glance around the room to see if anyone had heard. Turning back to Marcella she said, "No one is supposed to know that."

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:43 PM

"Sorry, didn't know did I..." she said, more of a statement than a question, but behind a hand , covering her coughing mouth, she hid a smirk.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:47 PM

"That's alright. Just try and keep that little piece of info to yourself," Kristi said, glancing around again, nervously.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:49 PM

Removing her hand, attempting to remove the smirk from her face, she smiled innappropriately at Kristi.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:52 PM

Kristi turned to look at Marcella's smiling face. "What?" she asked.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 03:56 PM

"Oh...nothing." she smiled, turning her back on the girl and wandering down the hallways. Luckily, she had just about fooled her but spending anymore time with Kristi would end up in her realising what was going on. It was more than enough work for her to not laugh around her. Amnesia? Please, she thought, shaking her head. Her father had intended something far worse than amnesia and she knew that but she had to cover his real intent with something else. Sighing, she wandered back to Snape's Office.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 03:59 PM

Snape went back to his office after Marcella and Kristi had left. He had to get some work done. There were papers to be graded before his next class.

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 04:00 PM

She poked her head around the door, without knocking and said,
"Archie's gone to the Headquarters." she hoped to death that he knew what she meant, as she knew what the name would do to her if she had to say it aloud.

best deatheater · 02-19-2004, 04:02 PM

Archie arrived back in the coomon room his mind racing 'his plan had been apporved by the dark lord 'He thought with this he sat inan arm chair smirked.

Biochemkris · 02-19-2004, 04:03 PM

Snape looked up from grading papers. "Headquarters..." he glanced down at his arm. He was surprised he hadn't been called, yet. "How do you know?"

EmmaRiddle · 02-19-2004, 04:05 PM

"I saw him going through the Slytherin Fireplace.." she said, entering the room properly. "I heard him say the name..." she caught herself as she were about to mention the effect it had on her and ceased talking, hoping he wouldn't notice anything suspicious.