Post by GRACELYN ERICA DUVAL on Aug 14, 2014 11:03:24 GMT -5
 GRACELYN DUVAL THIRTEEN pureblood third year ravenclaw 10 in., hippogriff feather, willow BIRTHDAY: Thirteen - April 23rd PATRONUS: N/A ABILITIES: N/A The night started out normal with nothing but the sounds of family members talking filling the rooms of the house. Sitting at the kitchen table, large brown eyes stared up at a mother who was cooking dinner for her family while a father and son argued off to the side and another little girl sat beside her. Things seemed to be normal. Arguing wasn't a strange thing to come by when it came to the father and son. A couple times the woman who loved her children so much spoke out to tell them to stop, but things only got even more heated. The brown eyed girl looked between her mother and the argument, wondering what was about to happen. Maybe things would just calm down. It usually did, so it had to this time too. That little girl had so much hope in her heart that things would calm, but they didn't. They only got worse. A fight broke out, the mother running to her husbands side, while the young brown eyed girl jumped from her seat and pulled her little sister with her. Fear was shown in her eyes; her innocent brown eyes as she held her sister close, trying to tell her everything would be okay. With a fall to the ground, the little girl's father was dead, and the mother to be soon after. Shaking, the little girl backed away with her sister as the older brother made his way to them. She screamed at him not to. She asked why. She told him she didn't understand and wanted him to stop because he was hurting everyone. First it was the youngest girl, causing that poor ten year old to scream and try to run with hot tears running down her eyes. She cowered in the corner, hoping everything would be alright. She didn't understand what was going on or why her brother was doing what he was. Didn't he love them? Long fingers wrapped around her neck, lifting her from the ground as she continued to cry; kicking and panicking as her terrified eyes looked into his. She was defenseless and hopeless. She couldn't fight him off. He was stronger and older than she was. There was nothing she could do and soon, she had to accept it. Soon... Everything went black. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Born into a pureblooded family, Gracelyn Erica Duval was raised by parents whom she loved more than anything, along with an older brother and a little sister. She was an innocent young thing, with the desire to take in everything the world had to offer her as well as the daughter who knew obedience from the very beginning. Closest to her older brother Alexander despite the seven year age difference, Gracie looked up to him and tried to do everything she could with him. But it didn't last long, seeing as when she was four, he went off to Hogwarts for his first year. Even though the young brunette had her little sister there with her, she still missed her brother dearly and took some time to get over the fact he would be gone for quite some time each year. Things started to happen though. Arguments started happening more often than before he went to Hogwarts. Alex and their father didn't seem as close as they once were. Not to mention, Alex kept getting in trouble at school. Their parents tried to make it seem like everything was alright, but Gracie wasn't stupid. When her brother was expelled from school, she knew things were going to downward spiral from there, but nothing could prepare her for what was to come. It was just a normal night at the Duval's. At least, that's what she thought. Her mom was cooking dinner and her father and Alex were arguing. Things started to heat up and before she knew it, a fight broke out. She knew something was wrong with her brother, but this... this was something she would never have expected. He killed them; their parents, their little sister and he even tried to kill her. She surely thought she was dead when she passed out from his tight grip on her throat. But she wasn't. She woke up. The bright lights of the hospital blinded her for a few minutes when she opened her eyes, her hand immediately going to her throat. Standing over her were the authorities as well as the doctor. At first, she panicked, not knowing where she was or what was going on, but the doctor was able to comfort her and help her come to a calmer state. Due to the lack of family she had left, Gracelyn was put into an orphanage. It was cold and dirty and some of the other kids weren't the nicest. It was miserable for her, until she got her letter from Hogwarts at eleven. While she was nervous to go off to the school where her brother was known as a murderer, she also saw it as a way out of that horrible orphanage. Upon arrival to the great castle, Gracelyn was sorted into Ravenclaw, which wasn't a surprise seeing as she loved to learn and was intelligent for her age. At first, it was hard for her to warm up to the professors and the other students. She only latched on to a couple people because it was hard for her to trust when her own brother tried to kill her, but once she realized not everyone was bad, she started to open up more. However, it wasn't until she moved orphanages that she started becoming more like herself. A little less than a year before third year, a woman by the name of Ophelia O'Hare opened her own orphanage with the home her adopted parents left her. Gracie fell in love with the woman from the start. She was so quirky and kind; the young ravenclaw attached to her fairly quickly. In the short year she has been in the orphanage, she has come to see Ophelia as a mother figure, knowing she can go to her for anything. Gracie is now almost at the end of her third year and she has gotten closer to a lot more people. She's more energetic and outgoing and she does very well with her studies. But one thing still plagues her mind. What happened to her brother? hey guys, my name is KAIT! and I am rocking it at TWENTY-ONE years old, role-playing for roughly A LOT OF years - so i'm pretty chill with anything. i'm in the EASTERN time zone, and hail from AMERICA so how about that! currently my character looks just like ROWAN BLANCHARD or so i am told! I found y'all at HOGWARTS and that's pretty awesome isn't it? I currently have other faces on here known as MANY OTHER CHARACTERS, so hit them up for plotting! anyways; peace my dears! |
