Post by Viola Derrick on Jan 5, 2013 9:01:59 GMT -8
VIOLA M. DERRICK
I feel it's gonna rain like this for days
So let it rain down and wash everything away
I hope that tomorrow the sun will shine
With every tomorrow comes another life.
BASICS
Full name: Viola Maureen Derrick[/color]
Nickname:Vi[/color]
Age:16[/color]
Gender:Female[/color]
Membergroup: Gryffindor[/color]
Blood Status:Pureblood
Play-by:[/color]Anne Marie Van Dijk[/color]
MAGICAL BASICS
Wand: Redwood, 8 inches, unicorn core.[/color]
Patronus: White tiger[/color]
Mirror of Erised: Her family and friends accepting her for what she is.[/color]
Boggart: Killing her family.[/color]
PERSONALITY
Strengths: Potions, transfiguration, studying in general, swimming, dancing, running, keeping secrets, hiding, some healing spells.[/color]
Weaknesses: The full moon, working with animals, Quidditch, muggle technology, music, being social, caring too much.[/color]
Likes: Reading, dancing, doing magic, anything lemon flavored, being around people, swimming, rain, helping people, kids, fashion.[/color]
Dislikes: Teasing, bullying, flying, cats, coffee, tea, rude people, singing, hiding what she is.[/color]
Overall personality:
My brother would tell you I'm a geek - that I spend way too much time by myself, studying mostly, and that I need to get out and have some fun. My parents would tell you that I'm hopeless when it comes to romance, and that I should spend less time with my friends and more time searching for a spouse. My dear friends say spend too much time worrying about what other people think - and maybe they're right.
I've live in a world where looks and power mean everything - and I've known for the past seven years that I'm never going to be what my family wants me to be. I'm not the perfect daughter they dreamed of. So maybe I do spend too much time trying to please them, because I know I'm never going to risk getting married or having kids in my condition. Even my friendships are strained because I can't tell anyone what I am, so it makes it hard for me to really get to know someone when I'm hiding such a big secret. I do try to get along with everyone, though. I hate being a recluse. I love being around people and having fun![/color]
HISTORY
Mother: Santana Derrick (nee Roper)[/color]
Father: Bob Derrick[/color]
Siblings: Robert Derrick III - 17 - Slytherin[/color]
Other: She uses school owls.[/color]
History: There's not much I can tell you without angering my family. But I suppose it's worth the fighting to get my story out there. First, I should probably tell you about my parents. My father is Bob Derrick - an important people in the Ministry. He likes to brag that the Derricks have been in Slytherin since the founding of Hogwarts. I'm not sure this is true, though. I know how my father likes to exaggerate. My mother is Santana Derrick, nee Roper. She's a third-generation Slytherin and on the committee for the improvement of pureblood protection (like we're some kind of endangered species or something). They met when my mother started school. Father was a sixth year and didn't pay her any attention until six years later, when she was a graduate and he was working in the broomstick regulation unit. At the time, my father had been out of Hogwarts for five years and was still unmarried. According to the Derrick family, this was unacceptable, especially since his younger sister had already married and was expecting a child.
To ensure that the Derrick name would not die out, my grandparents forced my father to marry, or else be cut off from the family fortune. My mother was chosen for him from a dozen young Slytherin girls. She had no aspirations and he didn't mind having a young and beautiful wife. They were perfect for each other. She got pregnant almost immediately after the wedding. They had a son - my older brother, Robert the third. A year later, they had a daughter - me, Viola.
I had a rather spoiled childhood, at least according to my friends, but it was all I ever knew. Private tutors since I was five and anything I could possibly want. Designer robes and gowns for all the parties that took place at the manor. Dance and piano lessons because it was important for me to have talents to impress Father's business partners. The piano I couldn't stand, although I can play adequately. But dancing I loved. I was taught all sorts, and at the time I really loved ballet. My mother insisted I stick with both hobbies until I started school. By the time my brother left for Hogwarts when I was ten, I had moved on to ballroom dancing and had taken up the clarinet, which I was absolutely horrid at.
It was around that same time that my life really changed. I had just turned ten, and my older, 'perfect' brother was finally out of the house, and my parents hired a new live-in gardener who was my first crush. His name was Kerry Castellan. He was gorgeous and young and so gentle, but was still considered the 'bad boy' type. I spent most of my time watching him work from my bedroom window. He even took the time to teach me a few tricks he said would help with Herbology when I started school. Then one night, late in September, I watched him leave the manor at sundown. I thought this was odd because in the whole month Kerry had been living with us, he only left once a week to get seeds or fertilizer. I was unable to control my curiosity and decided to follow him into the dark woods by the manor.
I like to think he didn't know I was following him, because if he had he would've told me to go back to the manor, instead of letting me get hurt. You see, it was a full moon that night, and Kerry was a werewolf. He had understandably left his affliction off of his resume. It was too late for me to turn around and run by the time I realized what was happening. One minute Kerry was standing right in front of me in a small clearing in the moonlight, and the next there was a large auburn wolf in his place. He sniffed me out immediately and chased be for a full two minutes before he tackled me and ... well, I think you get the picture.
I woke up in my bed the next morning, my nightgown dirty and bloody and a little bit torn, but the wound on my leg was covered in bandages. I never saw Kerry again. My parents called him a thief because some of their valuable vases and ornate boxes had gone missing in the night. I never bothered to correct them. To explain to them that Kerry needed the money more than we did because he probably wouldn't be able to find work in a while, would have to tell them about his condition. And to tell them about his condition, I would have to tell them about mine. And there was no way I was letting myself get locked up and disowned. So I hid the bite mark beneath long skirts and didn't let anyone see me in a bathing suit. During the full moon, I would sneak out of the manor and run loose in the woods until morning, when I would sneak back in. No one ever suspected anything.
Finally, my time to go to Hogwarts came. My brother had been put into Slytherin house, of course. Our parents were exceptionally proud of him, and had hinted more than once about how perfect it would be if I ended up there too. I wasn't sure I wanted to be, but I humored them by saying how much I wanted to join the house. The Hat, however, knew what was in my heart ... or at least my head. It sent me to Gryffindor. I had wanted Ravenclaw, where I could be with other reclusive bookworms, but this was just as well.
Despite the hurtful remarks from my sister about how I wasn't a true Derrick, I got along quite well in Gryffindor. It was there I met my best friends, some of which are muggle-born.
I made the decision not to tell anyone about my lycanthropy, no matter how close I've become with some of them. I can't be sure all of them will react well and promise never to tell my parents. Even a small rumor around the school about my condition would sooner or later get back to Slytherin house, and then Robert. I did eventually learn to make the wolfsbane potion during my third year, so on each full moon I leave the castle just after dinner, sometimes telling my friends that I'm on Prefect patrol, and then sneak into the Forbidden Forest with my potion. Just before dawn, when I'm back in my human form, I sneak back into the tower and sleep until breakfast. Thankfully no one has caught on yet, but I worry all the time about what might happen if someone found me mid-transformation. Or even found the vials of wolfsbane, healing and energy potions I keep hidden under my bed and in a hole in a fallen tree in the forest.
The six years I've been here at school have been a kind of escape from my increasingly controlling family. My brother has always teased me, and now it's gotten much worse. He wastes no time in telling our parents about my 'mudblood' friends, or that I'm not dating anyone. And I know my parents worry about me, but setting me up with the sons of my father's business partners and threatening to have me move in with Robert when he graduates does nothing for our relationship. Especially since I plan on becoming a healer when I get out of here. I need to find a cure.[/color]
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ABOUT YOU
Alias/Name: Lizzy[/color]
Timezone: Eastern[/color]
Age: 22[/color]
RP Sample:
See August's app
