Post by napoleon quinn murders on May 24, 2009 0:58:40 GMT -5
{I CANT BELIEVE THE NEWS TODAY}
{AND THE BATTLES JUST BEGUN}
FULL NAME: Napoleon "Nap" Quinn Murders
AGE: Thirteen
YEAR or OCCUPATION: Third
BIRTHDAY: October 31
SCHOOL/FORMER SCHOOL: Hogwarts
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Slytherin (if not, Ravenclaw)
FAMILY: Mum- Lenora Murders,, works in ministry
Dad- Timothy Murders,, works in ministry
Brothers- Jacob,, seventeen
Matthew,, sixteen
David,, fourteen
ANYTHING ELSE: Okay for starters Napoleon is a GIRL! Her family is very much a Pureblood family. Every single child in the Murders family was raised to hate Mudbloods and Muggles. Napoleon is very smart, but can be a bit of a tom-boy because of her three older brothers, whom she loves very much. People always tease Napoleon about her name, so she doesn't like to introduce herself to a lot of people. Napoleon has bright red hair and is normally goofy. Nap is sensitive and all, but she really is just a normal student... with a crush on the future Dark Lord, but then again, who doesn't have a crush on him?
{WE EAT AND DRINK WHILE TOMORROW THEY DIE}
Walking down the halls of Hogwarts, Napoleon let her pale hand drag across the wall. She could practically feel the history of the ancient castle seep in through her fingers and into her system. She inhaled and the smell of candle wax filled her nostrils. She was at home. Not to say that she didn't like her home, as many other students did. She loved her home and her family. Hogwarts wasn't a place to escape from that... Hogwarts was just... just... Napoleon couldn't put her finger on the right world, and that baffled her. Napoleon Murders, practically a genius, and she couldn't think of a word to describe Hogwarts! How strange!
As Napoleon's hand found its way to the wrought iron door handle on the castle doors, Napoleon smiled. It was a beautiful day and she'd like to spend it outside, if she could. She put one foot out of the door and sighed. How lovely today was... How lovely indeed. Napoleon scurried out onto the Quidditch field and sat down in the grass, still moist from the morning dew. She smiled, and fished a book out of her bag. Pulling a knitted cap out, she placed it atop her wild red hair and chewed on her bottom lip, her eyes moving rapidly across the page below her, taking in each word.
This was how Napoleon wanted to spend every day. Well, perhaps not every day as she actually enjoyed going to a few classes every now and then, but hey, you can't always get what you want. Page after page, Napoleon devoured the book with such a hungriness that always left her wallet light from the constant buying of new books. But, it wasn't like she couldn't afford it. With both parents coming from rich families and both as well being high up in the ministry, they certainly had enough money to last them a century! But, Napoleon didn't like having money sent through letters, it always scared her that it could get lost, and someone who didn't deserve the money (scum like Mudbloods and Muggles) would get it. Sighing, Napoleon looked up, suddenly finding her light being obscured... by a rather large rain cloud.
Huffing, Napoleon made her way inside, where she sat down in her Common Room, curled up in a ball, and finished her book as the rain poured and poured and poured. This was not what she had wanted. She wanted to be outside! Well, perhaps tomorrow...
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.{AND THE BATTLES JUST BEGUN}
FULL NAME: Napoleon "Nap" Quinn Murders
AGE: Thirteen
YEAR or OCCUPATION: Third
BIRTHDAY: October 31
SCHOOL/FORMER SCHOOL: Hogwarts
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Slytherin (if not, Ravenclaw)
FAMILY: Mum- Lenora Murders,, works in ministry
Dad- Timothy Murders,, works in ministry
Brothers- Jacob,, seventeen
Matthew,, sixteen
David,, fourteen
ANYTHING ELSE: Okay for starters Napoleon is a GIRL! Her family is very much a Pureblood family. Every single child in the Murders family was raised to hate Mudbloods and Muggles. Napoleon is very smart, but can be a bit of a tom-boy because of her three older brothers, whom she loves very much. People always tease Napoleon about her name, so she doesn't like to introduce herself to a lot of people. Napoleon has bright red hair and is normally goofy. Nap is sensitive and all, but she really is just a normal student... with a crush on the future Dark Lord, but then again, who doesn't have a crush on him?
{WE EAT AND DRINK WHILE TOMORROW THEY DIE}
Walking down the halls of Hogwarts, Napoleon let her pale hand drag across the wall. She could practically feel the history of the ancient castle seep in through her fingers and into her system. She inhaled and the smell of candle wax filled her nostrils. She was at home. Not to say that she didn't like her home, as many other students did. She loved her home and her family. Hogwarts wasn't a place to escape from that... Hogwarts was just... just... Napoleon couldn't put her finger on the right world, and that baffled her. Napoleon Murders, practically a genius, and she couldn't think of a word to describe Hogwarts! How strange!
As Napoleon's hand found its way to the wrought iron door handle on the castle doors, Napoleon smiled. It was a beautiful day and she'd like to spend it outside, if she could. She put one foot out of the door and sighed. How lovely today was... How lovely indeed. Napoleon scurried out onto the Quidditch field and sat down in the grass, still moist from the morning dew. She smiled, and fished a book out of her bag. Pulling a knitted cap out, she placed it atop her wild red hair and chewed on her bottom lip, her eyes moving rapidly across the page below her, taking in each word.
This was how Napoleon wanted to spend every day. Well, perhaps not every day as she actually enjoyed going to a few classes every now and then, but hey, you can't always get what you want. Page after page, Napoleon devoured the book with such a hungriness that always left her wallet light from the constant buying of new books. But, it wasn't like she couldn't afford it. With both parents coming from rich families and both as well being high up in the ministry, they certainly had enough money to last them a century! But, Napoleon didn't like having money sent through letters, it always scared her that it could get lost, and someone who didn't deserve the money (scum like Mudbloods and Muggles) would get it. Sighing, Napoleon looked up, suddenly finding her light being obscured... by a rather large rain cloud.
Huffing, Napoleon made her way inside, where she sat down in her Common Room, curled up in a ball, and finished her book as the rain poured and poured and poured. This was not what she had wanted. She wanted to be outside! Well, perhaps tomorrow...
