Post by CATHERINE MELINDA XANTHOPOULOS on Mar 31, 2014 1:08:01 GMT -5
catherine melinda xanthopoulos
CANON OR ORIGINAL:
ORIGINAL
AGE:
FIFTEEN
FACE CLAIM:
MAIA MITCHELL
YEAR:
FIFTH YEAR
HOUSE:
HUFFLEPUFF
OCCUPATION:
N/A
BLOOD TYPE:
MUGGLEBORN
WAND TYPE:
10 1/2 INCHES, CHERRY WOOD, UNICORN HAIR
PETS:
N/A
ABILITIES:
N/A
freestyle
tell me about yourself. just some basic information
Well let's see... My name is Catherine Melinda Xanthopoulos. My last name used to be Warren but that was before I was adopted by the Xanthopoulos family. I had parents, my mother and father, The Warren's until they were killed. The police never found out who did it. Me and my brother were young. He was two and I was four. It was hard as we had no other family. We went from foster home to foster home. Me and my brother looked out for one another. We have to though as we only have each other. We have no other family. That was how we spent our childhood though some gave us up when weird things happened around us. We couldn't explain what happened.
tell us about when you got your Hogwarts letter and before you left for Hogwarts.
Well when I was eleven I got my letter. I had just gotten to a new foster home with my brother. Someone brought me my letter and explained what it meant. The foster family didn't want us after so my brother went to a new foster family and I went to Hogwarts. The person that brought me my letter took me shopping for supplies. When I went to Diagon Alley for the first time I wad blown away. Diagon Alley was so magical and so huge and everything was wonderful. It was just amazing. I wanted to bring my brother here so he could see and share this experience with me.
After I bought my supplies I waited for a while with the foster family my brother had been staying with. They didn't care that I had magic and if my brother might have had magic. They were muggles but they were different than the other families we had lived with. It was amazing and my brother seemed to be having a great time there. It was easier when I had to go off to school and they even came with me to see me off and told me to write every day. I never had anyone care for me like that since my parents.
tell us about your trip to hogwarts
Wow you are really going over every detail as possible in this, well okay. So I go to the train station and at first we have no idea where to go right. So as we are standing there with all of my stuff the professor that came and brought my letter showed up and told us how to get onto the platform that I needed to be on. Of course my new foster family couldn't go through because they were muggles but before I rushed through the entrance they told me bye and all that good stuff. It actually felt kind of great to feel so loved. After all the goodbyes I go through the barrier and there is the Hogwarts Express. It is massive and I am in awe. I continue staring at it until some kid tells me that I need to hurry or the train will leave without me. So I find an empty compartment and with some help from an older kid get my trunk and stuff in the compartment and put away.
So for a while I am riding in the compartment alone but some kid comes into the compartment and sits down after asking if it was okay. He said it was too noisy up where he had been at and he liked the quiet of my lonely compartment. We ended up talking and became best friends, like no joke. We had similar interests even though we came from different backgrounds. It was crazy how much we connected on that train ride. It's a day I will never forget.
tell us about your Hogwarts experience
Okay so Hogwarts. What can I say about Hogwarts. It is amazing. So first year was like a blur. I was sorted into Hufflepuff on that first night as was my best friend. We studied non stop that year trying to be smarter than the other, trying to impress the other. He came from a pure wizarding family so of course I, the muggleborn, was trying to impress him. Why he would want to impress me I wouldn't know. I don't think he was though, more trying to impress his family so they would pay attention to him. Their is so many kids in his family and they all do great things already so being the youngest of all his siblings he feels like he has to do better or something since they have already done it. I don't know that is just what I think from what he told me about his family at night in the common room. Okay so first year went okay. We got lost a couple of times but other than that it was a great year.
Came back for the summer and well life was perfect. The family had accepted us and were thinking about adopting us, both me and my brother. I told them everything that had happened at the school and they listened to everything I had to say. My foster mother even wanted details about my best friend and said that I may end up liking him later as more than friends. Of course I told her I would never. My and my new foster parents bonded that summer. I knew me and my brother had finally found a home. I told them they didn't have to adopt us right away and to make sure it would work out first before actually doing it but to let the foster system know that they were interested. I didn't want them making a commitment that they would later regret.
My second year went just as good if not better. This time I knew where I was going and was more prepared for my classes than before. I wasn't the underdog anymore and it felt good. I tried to help the new first years as much as possible because I knew what it was like during my first year. Yeah I was a second year but I had a year under my belt so i felt that I should help some of them, especially the ones who needed help with their work. Potions and herbology were of course not my strong suit so I needed to find someone to of course help me with studying with those two subjects. With luck though I passed my final exams in those subjects.
Again I came back for the summer and every other holiday during the school year I came home. I had somewhere to go to and it felt nice. I felt safe something I hadn't felt since my biological parents. I finally started to settle down and get to where I felt like I could stay somewhere. I never wanted to have that feeling go away. I know it sounds silly but I wanted stability for me and my brother and I think we finally had found it. Again when I got home, though it is still hard to call it home, that they wanted to know everything that had happened that year. So what I hadn't wrote to them in my letters they wanted to know. It felt nice for someone to ask me how my day was and such.
Soon it was time for my third year and this time my little brother got to attend with me. I was excited and the whole family got to go to Diagon Alley just like last year. They were our parents now and they got to take us to get out school supplies. They had a good bit of money and got to trade in some of their muggle money for wizarding money just like last year and get all of our school supplies. I loved watching my brother get his wizarding robes and his wand and we all talked about what house he would be in. Our parents thought he would be in Hufflepuff because he was sweet and loyal and kind and they kept telling him that he will be great at Hogwarts. It was nice to see adults actually encouraging him and making him feel like he was loved. It warmed my heart. On the ride to Hogwarts my little brother stayed with me on the train. I didn't mind of course because I care about my brother and he could never bother me, we had been through too much for that.
My third year was a little more challenging than the others. It was the first year that we had those extra classes that we had signed up for last year before leaving. I had wanted to do them all but knew that I couldn't, though I could always do extra studying later. Some people say that I should have been in Ravenclaw sometimes. I had chosen Care of Magical Creatures and a couple other extra classes. It was hard keeping up at first but I did it and of course I continued helping the younger students, tutoring them in the classes I had already taken. Of course I helped my little brother as well though he was already brilliant. He seems to be better at potions and herbology than I am so maybe if he studies extra he can end up helping me. *chuckles* He adjusted pretty well at Hogwarts and I was seriously impressed. I won't lie it felt great having my brother at Hogwarts finally it's like a piece of me is finally there now. It was a little harder but i passed my final exams that we took at the end of the year. I probably drove everyone mad though when I was studying like a crazy bat.
Now I headed back home this time with my little brother. He went on non stop about Hogwarts when he got home and I was happy to see him talking about something like that. It is hard to explain though because he never got interested in anything like this and he seemed pretty interested in potions and herbology, the two subjects that I hated. I listened to him though and he explained some things to me. I helped him with his summer homework as needed and we helped each other study after we got our next year school books. We had a couple weeks and I attempted at teaching him about quidditch as it was something I had gotten interested in. I liked to watch though I am not that good at playing the game though I try when my friends have mock matches. Soon though the summer ended and it was time to head back to Hogwarts.
Fourth year at Hogwarts. It seemed like it was going by so fast. I was having so much fun being there and learning with all of my friends. This was the year that I started recognizing I had feelings for my best friend. I was confused and I didn't understand why I suddenly thought of him that way. It was insane and nothing that I wanted to think about at the moment. I wrote to my mother, I finally started calling them mom and dad right before I left for my fourth year at Hogwarts, yeah it was emotional. We talked over letters but had decided to have a full on girl to girl talk when I got home for the Christmas holidays. I couldn't wait really. The wait till Christmas was really unbearable. Finally it came and me and my brother went home for the holidays. Christmas had been like it had been since I first came home for the holidays after going to Hogwarts. Presents, food, spending time with each other, drinking hot cocoa, going ice skating on a pond near the house. It was perfect. Me and my mother stood up half the night talking about boys and everything. Of course she gave me the sex talk like any responsible adult would. It was nice and then it all went to hell and chaos.
When I woke up to the screaming I didn't understand what was going on. Then I saw it, the flames. Houses were on fire outside my window. I panicked a little bit and tried to find my brother. I got him outside and left him with one of the neighbors who I knew would look after him. I went back in to find our parents because no one had seen them make it out, but they had and I didn't know it. They went back in for me as someone told them I had gone back inside the burning house to find them. I should have never went back in. To this day I still wake up to the screaming and the flames. They died that night because they went into the house for me and they got me out but it was too late for them. As soon as they got me out boards fell trapping them inside. I could hear their screams and I can still hear them. Before the boards fell though they yelled that they loved me and to tell my brother the same. I was glad he wasn't there to see that, that the neighbor had gotten him away from the house.
When I got back to Hogwarts I closed off from everyone including my best friend, well everyone except my brother. He needed me now more than ever. We were alone again and it was all my fault. I couldn't tell him that though and I would carry that secret to my grave. I never talked about what happened though I kept waking up in the middle of the night with cold sweat runnging down my face. I tried to concentrate on my school work but it was hard so my grades drop some. I managed to scrap by though and pass my fourth year at Hogwarts.
The wizarding world found us a wizarding family to live with. The family wasted no time in adopting us. I always wondered why they quickly came to the decision. I never found out why during the summer but I got close with my new siblings. They are pretty nice from what time I spent with them. Now I am back at Hogwarts for my fifth year and still a little closed off and I still haven't talked about what happened. I know I should talk to someone but I really don't want to. I don't want to say what happened and relieve what happened that way. One month has gone through in my fifth year and the Headmisstress was gone before the year even started. I soon found out that the dark lady was the one who attacked my home and has been hurting others. I so desperatly want to find her and kill her myself but I know I wouldn't stand a chance against her. I do know that I hate her so much. This is all I have to tell you for now.
Well let's see... My name is Catherine Melinda Xanthopoulos. My last name used to be Warren but that was before I was adopted by the Xanthopoulos family. I had parents, my mother and father, The Warren's until they were killed. The police never found out who did it. Me and my brother were young. He was two and I was four. It was hard as we had no other family. We went from foster home to foster home. Me and my brother looked out for one another. We have to though as we only have each other. We have no other family. That was how we spent our childhood though some gave us up when weird things happened around us. We couldn't explain what happened.
tell us about when you got your Hogwarts letter and before you left for Hogwarts.
Well when I was eleven I got my letter. I had just gotten to a new foster home with my brother. Someone brought me my letter and explained what it meant. The foster family didn't want us after so my brother went to a new foster family and I went to Hogwarts. The person that brought me my letter took me shopping for supplies. When I went to Diagon Alley for the first time I wad blown away. Diagon Alley was so magical and so huge and everything was wonderful. It was just amazing. I wanted to bring my brother here so he could see and share this experience with me.
After I bought my supplies I waited for a while with the foster family my brother had been staying with. They didn't care that I had magic and if my brother might have had magic. They were muggles but they were different than the other families we had lived with. It was amazing and my brother seemed to be having a great time there. It was easier when I had to go off to school and they even came with me to see me off and told me to write every day. I never had anyone care for me like that since my parents.
tell us about your trip to hogwarts
Wow you are really going over every detail as possible in this, well okay. So I go to the train station and at first we have no idea where to go right. So as we are standing there with all of my stuff the professor that came and brought my letter showed up and told us how to get onto the platform that I needed to be on. Of course my new foster family couldn't go through because they were muggles but before I rushed through the entrance they told me bye and all that good stuff. It actually felt kind of great to feel so loved. After all the goodbyes I go through the barrier and there is the Hogwarts Express. It is massive and I am in awe. I continue staring at it until some kid tells me that I need to hurry or the train will leave without me. So I find an empty compartment and with some help from an older kid get my trunk and stuff in the compartment and put away.
So for a while I am riding in the compartment alone but some kid comes into the compartment and sits down after asking if it was okay. He said it was too noisy up where he had been at and he liked the quiet of my lonely compartment. We ended up talking and became best friends, like no joke. We had similar interests even though we came from different backgrounds. It was crazy how much we connected on that train ride. It's a day I will never forget.
tell us about your Hogwarts experience
Okay so Hogwarts. What can I say about Hogwarts. It is amazing. So first year was like a blur. I was sorted into Hufflepuff on that first night as was my best friend. We studied non stop that year trying to be smarter than the other, trying to impress the other. He came from a pure wizarding family so of course I, the muggleborn, was trying to impress him. Why he would want to impress me I wouldn't know. I don't think he was though, more trying to impress his family so they would pay attention to him. Their is so many kids in his family and they all do great things already so being the youngest of all his siblings he feels like he has to do better or something since they have already done it. I don't know that is just what I think from what he told me about his family at night in the common room. Okay so first year went okay. We got lost a couple of times but other than that it was a great year.
Came back for the summer and well life was perfect. The family had accepted us and were thinking about adopting us, both me and my brother. I told them everything that had happened at the school and they listened to everything I had to say. My foster mother even wanted details about my best friend and said that I may end up liking him later as more than friends. Of course I told her I would never. My and my new foster parents bonded that summer. I knew me and my brother had finally found a home. I told them they didn't have to adopt us right away and to make sure it would work out first before actually doing it but to let the foster system know that they were interested. I didn't want them making a commitment that they would later regret.
My second year went just as good if not better. This time I knew where I was going and was more prepared for my classes than before. I wasn't the underdog anymore and it felt good. I tried to help the new first years as much as possible because I knew what it was like during my first year. Yeah I was a second year but I had a year under my belt so i felt that I should help some of them, especially the ones who needed help with their work. Potions and herbology were of course not my strong suit so I needed to find someone to of course help me with studying with those two subjects. With luck though I passed my final exams in those subjects.
Again I came back for the summer and every other holiday during the school year I came home. I had somewhere to go to and it felt nice. I felt safe something I hadn't felt since my biological parents. I finally started to settle down and get to where I felt like I could stay somewhere. I never wanted to have that feeling go away. I know it sounds silly but I wanted stability for me and my brother and I think we finally had found it. Again when I got home, though it is still hard to call it home, that they wanted to know everything that had happened that year. So what I hadn't wrote to them in my letters they wanted to know. It felt nice for someone to ask me how my day was and such.
Soon it was time for my third year and this time my little brother got to attend with me. I was excited and the whole family got to go to Diagon Alley just like last year. They were our parents now and they got to take us to get out school supplies. They had a good bit of money and got to trade in some of their muggle money for wizarding money just like last year and get all of our school supplies. I loved watching my brother get his wizarding robes and his wand and we all talked about what house he would be in. Our parents thought he would be in Hufflepuff because he was sweet and loyal and kind and they kept telling him that he will be great at Hogwarts. It was nice to see adults actually encouraging him and making him feel like he was loved. It warmed my heart. On the ride to Hogwarts my little brother stayed with me on the train. I didn't mind of course because I care about my brother and he could never bother me, we had been through too much for that.
My third year was a little more challenging than the others. It was the first year that we had those extra classes that we had signed up for last year before leaving. I had wanted to do them all but knew that I couldn't, though I could always do extra studying later. Some people say that I should have been in Ravenclaw sometimes. I had chosen Care of Magical Creatures and a couple other extra classes. It was hard keeping up at first but I did it and of course I continued helping the younger students, tutoring them in the classes I had already taken. Of course I helped my little brother as well though he was already brilliant. He seems to be better at potions and herbology than I am so maybe if he studies extra he can end up helping me. *chuckles* He adjusted pretty well at Hogwarts and I was seriously impressed. I won't lie it felt great having my brother at Hogwarts finally it's like a piece of me is finally there now. It was a little harder but i passed my final exams that we took at the end of the year. I probably drove everyone mad though when I was studying like a crazy bat.
Now I headed back home this time with my little brother. He went on non stop about Hogwarts when he got home and I was happy to see him talking about something like that. It is hard to explain though because he never got interested in anything like this and he seemed pretty interested in potions and herbology, the two subjects that I hated. I listened to him though and he explained some things to me. I helped him with his summer homework as needed and we helped each other study after we got our next year school books. We had a couple weeks and I attempted at teaching him about quidditch as it was something I had gotten interested in. I liked to watch though I am not that good at playing the game though I try when my friends have mock matches. Soon though the summer ended and it was time to head back to Hogwarts.
Fourth year at Hogwarts. It seemed like it was going by so fast. I was having so much fun being there and learning with all of my friends. This was the year that I started recognizing I had feelings for my best friend. I was confused and I didn't understand why I suddenly thought of him that way. It was insane and nothing that I wanted to think about at the moment. I wrote to my mother, I finally started calling them mom and dad right before I left for my fourth year at Hogwarts, yeah it was emotional. We talked over letters but had decided to have a full on girl to girl talk when I got home for the Christmas holidays. I couldn't wait really. The wait till Christmas was really unbearable. Finally it came and me and my brother went home for the holidays. Christmas had been like it had been since I first came home for the holidays after going to Hogwarts. Presents, food, spending time with each other, drinking hot cocoa, going ice skating on a pond near the house. It was perfect. Me and my mother stood up half the night talking about boys and everything. Of course she gave me the sex talk like any responsible adult would. It was nice and then it all went to hell and chaos.
When I woke up to the screaming I didn't understand what was going on. Then I saw it, the flames. Houses were on fire outside my window. I panicked a little bit and tried to find my brother. I got him outside and left him with one of the neighbors who I knew would look after him. I went back in to find our parents because no one had seen them make it out, but they had and I didn't know it. They went back in for me as someone told them I had gone back inside the burning house to find them. I should have never went back in. To this day I still wake up to the screaming and the flames. They died that night because they went into the house for me and they got me out but it was too late for them. As soon as they got me out boards fell trapping them inside. I could hear their screams and I can still hear them. Before the boards fell though they yelled that they loved me and to tell my brother the same. I was glad he wasn't there to see that, that the neighbor had gotten him away from the house.
When I got back to Hogwarts I closed off from everyone including my best friend, well everyone except my brother. He needed me now more than ever. We were alone again and it was all my fault. I couldn't tell him that though and I would carry that secret to my grave. I never talked about what happened though I kept waking up in the middle of the night with cold sweat runnging down my face. I tried to concentrate on my school work but it was hard so my grades drop some. I managed to scrap by though and pass my fourth year at Hogwarts.
The wizarding world found us a wizarding family to live with. The family wasted no time in adopting us. I always wondered why they quickly came to the decision. I never found out why during the summer but I got close with my new siblings. They are pretty nice from what time I spent with them. Now I am back at Hogwarts for my fifth year and still a little closed off and I still haven't talked about what happened. I know I should talk to someone but I really don't want to. I don't want to say what happened and relieve what happened that way. One month has gone through in my fifth year and the Headmisstress was gone before the year even started. I soon found out that the dark lady was the one who attacked my home and has been hurting others. I so desperatly want to find her and kill her myself but I know I wouldn't stand a chance against her. I do know that I hate her so much. This is all I have to tell you for now.
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