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Astrea Merridan
Diary of a Little Star
Created on 2007-12-22 22:49:10 (#14514553), last updated 2010-01-04
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Basic Info| Name: | nm_astrea |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1981-06-30 |
| Location: | London, United Kingdom |
BioName: Astrea Merridan
Wand: 9 ¼, Oak, Unicorn hair
Patronus: Coyote
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 130lbs
Hair: golden blonde
Eyes: Golden
Hand: Left
Distinguishing Marks: None really.
Age: 18
Biography: In June of 1981 I was born, the result of a fateful encounter between my mother, and a Death Eater. She never speaks of it and I know little about my father except that he is now paying for his crimes in Azkaban. I can’t really understand why, my mom is not stupid, nor does she trust freely, so there must have been something special about him for her to drop her guard.
My childhood wasn’t exactly normal. There has always been friction between my mom and myself. I used to think she was just controlling me because she was so bitter over the bad choices she made in her own life but I’m not so sure anymore. Anyway, I didn’t go to school, junior or secondary. I was home schooled in just about every subject my mom knew. It was lonely growing up that way and I hated her for it, but I think I understand at least a little of why she tried to protect me like that.
In 1995 news came that Voldemort had returned. I was born mere months before he fell the first time so I did not fully understand until then the fear one man could conjure in others. Even so, the war mostly passed me by as it did many people, living in fear without the misfortune to witness the danger first hand. In 1997 Mom insisted we ran, and hid. Attacks were becoming more frequent, no longer targeting individuals of importance but attacking anyone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
We went into hiding with Uncle Remus. He’s not really my Uncle but that’s what I’ve called him as long as I can remember. He’s the most intelligent man I know, very very important to me and I love him to bits. Right from when I was little he listened to me and treated what I said with the same importance as anyone else’s opinion. He’s also taught me a lot, about magic and about people. I can always rely on him to offer good advice when it’s needed.
At the end of the war, the Battle of Hogwarts, we tried to help. Mom ordered me to stay safe but everyone I cared about was in that battle, so there was little point in obeying orders if I was risking my more than my life was worth anyway. I was fortunate not to lose anyone important, though the casualties were great for both sides. I suppose I shouldn’t care about their side, but they were people too. People with lives and families, who perhaps made one bad decision and got caught in a land-slide.
Anyway, the War ended and we were left to pick up our old lives. Except I couldn’t go back to working in Mom’s shop. I’d finally won my freedom, proved I could take care of myself. I still live with her for now, but I work in Knockturn Alley. It’s actually run by vampires, but I work there during the day and I haven’t seen one yet, though I’d like to.
Wand: 9 ¼, Oak, Unicorn hair
Patronus: Coyote
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 130lbs
Hair: golden blonde
Eyes: Golden
Hand: Left
Distinguishing Marks: None really.
Age: 18
Biography: In June of 1981 I was born, the result of a fateful encounter between my mother, and a Death Eater. She never speaks of it and I know little about my father except that he is now paying for his crimes in Azkaban. I can’t really understand why, my mom is not stupid, nor does she trust freely, so there must have been something special about him for her to drop her guard.
My childhood wasn’t exactly normal. There has always been friction between my mom and myself. I used to think she was just controlling me because she was so bitter over the bad choices she made in her own life but I’m not so sure anymore. Anyway, I didn’t go to school, junior or secondary. I was home schooled in just about every subject my mom knew. It was lonely growing up that way and I hated her for it, but I think I understand at least a little of why she tried to protect me like that.
In 1995 news came that Voldemort had returned. I was born mere months before he fell the first time so I did not fully understand until then the fear one man could conjure in others. Even so, the war mostly passed me by as it did many people, living in fear without the misfortune to witness the danger first hand. In 1997 Mom insisted we ran, and hid. Attacks were becoming more frequent, no longer targeting individuals of importance but attacking anyone who was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
We went into hiding with Uncle Remus. He’s not really my Uncle but that’s what I’ve called him as long as I can remember. He’s the most intelligent man I know, very very important to me and I love him to bits. Right from when I was little he listened to me and treated what I said with the same importance as anyone else’s opinion. He’s also taught me a lot, about magic and about people. I can always rely on him to offer good advice when it’s needed.
At the end of the war, the Battle of Hogwarts, we tried to help. Mom ordered me to stay safe but everyone I cared about was in that battle, so there was little point in obeying orders if I was risking my more than my life was worth anyway. I was fortunate not to lose anyone important, though the casualties were great for both sides. I suppose I shouldn’t care about their side, but they were people too. People with lives and families, who perhaps made one bad decision and got caught in a land-slide.
Anyway, the War ended and we were left to pick up our old lives. Except I couldn’t go back to working in Mom’s shop. I’d finally won my freedom, proved I could take care of myself. I still live with her for now, but I work in Knockturn Alley. It’s actually run by vampires, but I work there during the day and I haven’t seen one yet, though I’d like to.
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