Post by Keira Robinson on Aug 15, 2012 8:39:08 GMT -5
KEIRA MARIE DAVIS
Keira Davis was born to Johnathan and Sandra Davis on the 30th of January. She was the youngest of the family, with two older brothers named Kevin (30) and Kenneth (26). Being the youngest, she was the most pampered and spoiled child, and so was very stubborn. However, being the only girl, she was also over-protected by her father and brothers. Because of that, Keira never really got to have actual romantic relationships with the boys in her year back in Hogwarts, because her brothers often scared them away. Her parents restricted her in everything she did, and she never had too much of freedom
As she grew up, she began hating the extremely sheltered and restricted environment she was living in, and as soon as she graduated from Hogwarts, she packed her bags and started to live on her own. And in a rebellious act, she hastily joined Voldemort. Of course, she had been a Slytherin like her mother, but her family was neutral. They had no intentions of supporting Voldemort. However, Keira was tired of her parents controlling her life, and joined the Death Eaters when Voldemort started gatherin followers, just to show them that she was free to do anything she wanted with her life.
With a whole flat to herself and the freedom to date any man, she started to abuse her freedom. She had very frequent flings, and enjoyed her life as much as she could. However, as the months went by, she began hating her life as a Death Eater, and started yearning for something. What she was yearning for, she was yet to figure it out. But she was sure that there was a small part of her regretting her hasty decision of becoming a Death Eater.
Being the youngest girl in the family, she was pampered, and spoiled. She was very stubborn, and will always fight to get her way. She rarely talked about her family, and didn't like it when people forced her to talk about her family or her feelings. She’s got an odd sense of humour, and was cold and distant most of the time. She was extremely quick-tempered, and never regretted shooting a nasty curse at anyone who insulted her or angered her.
Amelia stepped into the campus of Hazelwood Academy, inhaling the fresh air. Ah. She was back again, and nothing was going to stop her from being one of the top five students of the year. Again. She got out of the limousine that had driven her and her brother to the Academy, and grabbed her luggage. It was heavy, yes, but it was never a problem for her. She would handle the heaviest of the heaviest loads, if only it ensured that she had all her best clothes and cosmetics with her.
With a wave at her brother, she continued on to the building that would house her for the next few semesters. She was already excited to get to her new dormitory, to decorate her side of the room (and probably her roommate's side, too) and get started on the lessons already. She was one of the scholars of the Academy, and she specialised in classical music. Piano was far by her favourite instrument, and it didn't hurt that she was an excellent piano player too.
Finally, after much heaving and grunting, she had managed to get herself and her luggage to her new dorm without cracking her head open. Honestly, would it kill some of the students not to linger around the already narrow corridors and catch up on their summer? Why couldn't they do it in the dorm or outside at the gardens? She had promptly snapped at a freshman who had stood in the middle of the corridor and looked around the dorm in awe, as if not believing that she was at the academy. Face it, you are already here, no need for you to start pinching yourself to make sure it's all real.
However, when she stepped into her new dorm, she was shocked to find that someone was already there. A short, pale girl with a really weird hairdo. This was her new roommate? She had never seen her before...perhaps she was new? Ugh, great. It was bad enough that she had to share the room with someone. Let alone a new student. And when she heard the music, she frowned, her annoyance increasing. Was there really a need to play such a song at this volume? She stomped purposefully into the room, dumped her luggage near the bed she presumed was hers, and turned to face the new girl. “Hey, do you mind? It's kind of annoying,” she snapped, nodding her head towards her music.
