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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Oct 25, 2007 15:49:02 GMT -5
She was a short slytherin of fifteen. She had a trobled past. Her mother and father couldn't be in a room together and her father was a drukard and kinda a man-whore. THis was not harsh. Anyone who knew him knew rhis was true. It had made her evil, and too flirtatious for her own good. Or maybe it was.
Her hair was silvery-blonde, and it cascaded down her back. Her skin was pale and it glowed like the moon. She smiled, an rvil grin.
he worked up her curse. It was a wonderus tool, and she used to her advanceage.
Yes, she was a veela. Come and get her.
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