January 2012
3 posts
Amalie Black: The Full Biography
Amalie Black is an interesting case. Bastard child of two Death Eaters, the insane Bellatrix Lestrange, loyal follower of the Dark Lord, and Severus Snape, loyal agent of Dumbledore himself. Conceived when the two of them were in a drunken escapade. An interesting tale, when all told, interesting enough that Death Eaters automatically dismissed such claims for being too outlandish, and so she...
December 2011
19 posts
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She was daydreaming again. Just like what she normally did when she was bored. Elisabetta was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she had not realized she had just been bumped by another person, which rattled her brain back into reality.
”Oh! I am so sorry!” An unfamiliar voice had spoken in surprise. She observed the girl and realized that it had been none other than her fellow housemate,...
I'M GOING HOME: HarryPotter-Role-Play-:Amalie...
She had never been one to pray.
She had never been one to pray. Despite coming from a religious background, Amalie (or Christina back then) has never done it willingly; at least. She used to consider herself an atheist but never let her adoptive parents figure it out anyway. So she had only done those acts of prayer by force. And not by her own consciousness by the very least. Gladly, they had...
Brown paper packages tied up with strings, these...
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Elisabetta's Diary Entry: THOUGHTS ON SNOW
I’m Going Home; Harry Potter Roleplay: Elisabetta Black
I like the snow.
I Like it when the ice reaches the tips of my fingertips until everywhere inside my system feels nothing but the cold air around me. I like the way it leaves me numb.That way, I can no longer feel the pain, and the heartache is gone as everything in that moment in time freezes. I love how at the same time, The cold can...
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A Day At Spinner's End
I’m Going Home; Elisabetta Black. Roleplay: A DAY AT SPINNER’S END
Snape had sent her out again.
Snape had sent her out again. As usual, she had guessed that she had played no particular significance to whatever business that man had at the moment. Being the obedient daughter that she was, she had obliged. With a classic muggle book at hand, she walked the long narrow path of Spinner’s...
