Post by TATUM ELISE WOODS on Jan 4, 2010 17:13:30 GMT -8
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OH MY IT'S ,
TATUM ELISE WOODS
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PUREBLOOD, EIGHTEEN, SLYTHERIN
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HELLO THERE, VERY NICE TO MEET YOU! COULD YOU TELL ME YOUR
NAME AND IT'S MEANING, IF AT ALL POSSIBLE? THEN I WOULDN'T AT ALL MIND KNOWING YOUR BLOOD STATUS, BIRTHDAY AND AGE. CHEERS!
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"Uhh...hi. My full name is Tatum Elise Woods, but you call me Tatum. Only special people get to make up nicknames for me... so if you want to call me Taty, you should probably become my friend first. I'm pureblooded, though I'm not sure if that's good or not, and I recently turned eighteen. My birthday is five days after Christmas and one day before New Year's Eve; December 30th. "
DUDE, THATS INTERESTING - WHAT HOUSE WERE YOU IN? OR WHAT HOUSE ARE YOU IN? AND MY OH MY YOUR WAND - WHAT IS IT MADE OUT OF?
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"Slytherin. It's not because I'm a bitchy whore or anything, it's because I'm going to become a professional quidditch player no matter what. I don't care if they discriminate against purebloods. I will show that I am too good to simply put aside. And my wand is pretty long and made out of Mahogany wood and it has a Runespoor Fang core. To be honest, my wand is much bigger than most people's... why do you care?"
RIIIIGHT SO UHM WHATS YOUR SEXUALITY AND ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? WHATS COOKING IN THE LOVE NEST?
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"Single. Relationships are for old people. I'm not old. I've had a few relationships, but they don't last long... I get bored and cheat, but whatever. Quidditch is more important than finding love at this age. I'm kinda open to snogging guys and girls, there's nothing wrong with having fun, but I'd say for serious stuff in the future, I'm heterosexual. Meaningless stuff is the way to go, but there's no way in hell I'm going to randomly shag people or anything like that. If you want me, you're gonna have to work hard to get me."
ALRIGHT SO NOW WE'RE CLOSE AND EVERYTHING IS OUT IN THE OPEN I'M GOING TO HAVE A LOOK AT YOUR PERSONALITY. WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME YOUR FEARS, LOVES, HATES ETC.
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"Well you certainly are nosy. I like quidditch, duhhh, especially playing as chaser. Flying also goes along with that. One thing people don't really know is that I like to cook... especially baking desserts. Both the muggle and the magical way, of course. I also love my older brother, Ben, along with guys in general because.... I'm a girl. Hugs, kissing, stars, the moon, and being close to people are other things that I like, along with babies. Little kids and babies are just soooo cute. I'm going to have a ton of them when I'm older. Not now though, because I'm still kinda a kid... I like stories, playing tag and hide and go seek, painting, sleeping (of course), and attention. My favorite color is blue, and surprisingly I like rain and the cold. AND SNOW, of course. Snow is amazing.
I really don't like lectures... or school in general (though arithmancy class is okay, I'm good at that). Since I'm going to become a professional quidditch player, school doesn't really matter. Know-it-alls, suck-ups, show-offs, all of those are really icky. Odd numbers, bananas, socks, and spiders are some weird things that I don't like, but I just don't like them because of pranks my brother has played on me and how awkward they are. My parents are also pretty bad people that I don't like, and they're the reason for me not liking optimism and alcohol. Ugh, alcohol is awful. I can't stand to be in the same room as people who are drinking, unless I have somehow found a way to drink without being completely disgusted with myself. And muggles. Muggles are really bad, because they seduce wizards and witches and make them leave their families. I hate muggles. Muggleborns and half-bloods and everyone else are fine though.
Hmm. What am I afraid of? Well I'm afraid of not becoming a professional quidditch player. Because that would just suck. I'm also afraid that my dad might get out of Azkaban (don't tell anyone he's in there), and that I won't be able to have kids in the future. I don't want to be rejected either, or used..."
WOW, YOU ARE INTERESTING MAN. NOW TALK ABOUT A TOPIC THAT IS CLOSE TO YOU IN SOME DETAIL.
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"Anything? Well I'd have to talk about quidditch. I looooove quidditch. The feeling of being in the air and flying is just... amazing. And I've got a ton of muscle because of it. Seriously. Quidditch = Life."
SO, WHAT ABOUT FAMILY? WHERE DO YOU COME FROM? WHAT IS YOUR HISTORY AND DO YOU HAVE BROTHERS, SISTERS, AUNTS AND UNCLES?
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"Well, I was born in Wiltshire, in a mixed muggle and wizard community. My parents, Alice and Nathan, had me as their second teenage pregnancy, at age nineteen (they had my older brother while still in Hogwarts- my mom had to drop out). My dad worked as an Unspeakable while my mom stayed at home until I was like...three, maybe? That was when she started working at Flourish and Blotts and various stores. We were left with various nannies. Everything went fine for a while, actually. My dad was always busy with work, trying to provide (though he and my mom came from pureblooded families, their parents didn't want to just give them money- they wanted them to learn from their mistakes, though it's not like they would have let us starve). My mom wasn't as busy with work, but she never really got close to me or my brother. Me and Ben (my brother) were always close, even when my first sign of magic was turning his hair pink. We even made friends with our neighbor, some muggle named Edward Burr. Our parents never really tried to force their pureblooded beliefs onto us because the war was over by the time we started learning.
It turns out my mom was cheating on my dad with that muggle. I don't know how long she had been doing that, but she had been cheating on him. And then, right around when I was about to join my brother at Hogwarts... she ran off with him. But that wasn't it. Because then my dad started drinking and rarely came home, so when I came home for my first holiday vacation with my brother.... he started abusing us. Me and Ben then tried to avoid going home by going off to other countries, because our grandparents had left the money to our family and we were rich by then.
My dad was caught eventually. He was slacking off at work and everyone was beginning to notice. Eventually, when I was in my third year, various people at the ministry found out about the abuse, the drinking, and my mom so we went to trial. It was then that my dad was a former Death Eater, and with all the anti-Death Eater and anti-pureblood movements going on, they sent him to Azkaban for life. It wasn't his fault, he was just upset sometimes... but I'm still glad he's gone. My brother was of age at this time and became my official legal guardian. Now we live in rooms at the Leaky Cauldron, because that house... we're never going back to that house ever again."
I THINK THATS EVERYTHING, IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANT TO SAY BEFORE I GO?
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"Bye, and don't tell anyone about anything when I become a famous quidditch player. Or I'll kill you. Seriously."
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[/blockquote][/quote][/size]“Of course his an idiot. No one really understands love at our age. Anyone can throw a stupid I love you around and not really understand what it really means.” Ella nodded, completely agreeing with him for once. That letter, if she recalled correctly, was one filled with many arguments because she was too stubborn to consider his opinion. The fact that she believed that she was right was a major aspect of her personality, yet subtle due to the fact that she rarely revealed her opinions to most people. Besides, she was not one to really pay attention to what others were saying as she was usually too wrapped up in quidditch magazines and simply playing quidditch. "I know, right? I'm breaking up with him. I don't need serious shit because that's just stupid. Cory's stupid." Ella continued on, keeping her voice even and calm while even she wondered who she was trying to convince; Dante or herself?
The blonde had been waiting for this for months now. Their letter exchange had been in early September, and he had promised to tell her months ago.... but he never had. Now, for once, she was finally alone with him. He could tell her in confidence, simply because Ella had her own secrets to hide. If Dante told anyone about her, she could always do the same... but she would not, because she was better than revealing secrets that people didn't want others to know. She was never this curious, as she was always one to respect others' privacy in their own matters, but he was different.
“You know I hate this right?” Ella shrugged at that, burrowing her face into his neck a bit more in a way that let her lips barely brush against his smooth skin. The slightest bit of fuzz on Dante's chin brushed against her forehead as she did this, while her long golden-blonde strands of hair just got more tangled. "You need to let it out, it helps." she said, from experience. (Of course, she didn't know much about Dante... all she knew was that his parents apparently did not love him, but that was enough) Telling Chris about her situation had put her more at ease, not only because they had gone through the same thing, but because now she had someone who understood her. Someone who understood why she absolutely refused to touch any kind of alcohol. Someone who understood the psychological scars that abuse left on her. Someone who understood why the sound of glass breaking scared Ella to the point that she might even start crying.
And then, he began. “I guess I can begin from the start. I was born to two worthless pieces of shit parents who apparently were too young and stupid to have a kid. Because they couldn’t be mature about it, they quickly abandoned me when they gave me up for adoption. Since I could remember I knew that my parents never loved me, nor cared to keep me.” Ella blinked in shock at this, her eyes widening. He was a teenage pregnancy as well? And he was... adopted? What the fuck? She would have never guessed that he was adopted or any of what he first said... he was always so... confident with himself. She bit her lip and then wondered about how different her life would have been if she had been put up for adoption as opposed to simply dealt with... but these thoughts were broken as the male continued speaking.
“Before you tell me that they were probably too young and looking out for me, you have to know that my foster parents have tried to set up a meeting between them and me a few times and every time they denied.” Ella nodded. She wasn't going to say anything about that anyway, but it certainly was awful that his real parents refused to meet him. They probably just wanted him out of their lives.... A mistake of the past that they did not want to deal with, right? “After being placed in an orphanage, I lived there for about two years before my current family took me in. Eventually I found out the only reason I was adopted by them if because I was still young and they had been trying for awhile to have another kid. Eventually I got used to having them as a family, but I still can’t say I love them like a family when they aren’t my real family.” Ella blinked in confusion at that. Isn't that why people adopted kids? Because they could not have another kid and such? "Well that's why people adopt kids... because they can't have any of their own..." she mumbled softly, in a voice that even she could not hear all that well. It must have been really bad for him.... he had been all alone. At least she had Ben, her true brother, who was genetically programmed to love her even if he didn't.
"That's.... awful.... I bet they're trying to love you, Dante." Ella said, trying to make his parents seem better even though she honestly did not know them that well (she had probably gone to a few pureblood parties with him and his family, but he had never been a childhood friend like Gavin). She was still trying to take all of what he said in, and was torn between comforting him and just leaving him be. She decided to hug him even tightly, making it so there was absolutely no physical way that they could be any closer to each other without having sex.
It was then that Ella kissed him, and he kissed her back for a while. She tried to clear any guilty thoughts out of her mind. She tried to shove Cory into the corner of her mind that she never opened. Right now, all she had to think about was the man hugging her, who was unknowingly preventing her from falling apart, and the way their lips moved against each other. She needed him so she could go up to Cory and tell him truthfully that she was done with him and that she had cheated on him. He would not want her back. Nobody wanted people who cheated... none of Ella's ex boyfriends wanted her back, not even Sebastian, who was a guy that she had truthfully liked for quite a while after their breakup.
But then, Dante pulled away. “Why?” was all that he asked, obviously surprised. Ella sighed and ran a hand through her tangled hair, wrapping one of her legs around Dante's so she was truly all over him. "Because love's stupid." She kept coming back to the male Slytherin for reasons that she did not know. Maybe it was because she knew he would not deny her, like Sebastian had. Or maybe it was because she knew that he was content with however far she wished to go. Or maybe it was because she actually liked him.
His lack of self-control was made obvious as he kissed her once more, and Ella did not try to question what she was doing. She was pushing her own morals and beliefs aside as she kissed him back with hunger and greed, using Dante for her own selfish purposes. She had never given a thought as to how Dante felt about being the guy who ruined relationships, but she didn't care. He had only ruined hers, as far as she knew, and Briana and Toby's. To be honest, she felt Briana was very a very annoying girl that tried to pick fights with people, and Toby was just weird; therefore, she didn't give a shit about whether they were together or not.
At a point, during their snogging, Ella remembered that she needed to give her side of the story. Dante had not asked for it just yet, but she knew it was coming. Maybe she could solve this by showing him as opposed to actually telling him. She pulled away from her fellow seventh year, breathless, and turned around so her back was facing his body. She then pulled her camisole up and over her head, leaving her only in her bra. And then, her hand went to her back and unclasped the back of her bra, so that her entire back was revealed to him (but she left the bra on... Dante was not getting a free show unless they were dating). The scars on her back were revealed to him in their full form, obviously not the result of simple childhood and quidditch injuries. There were far too many scars, some that even overlapped, for it to be the result of normal rough play. After leaving her back, Ella's hand grabbed one of Dante's and placed it on her back, giving him permission to touch and feel the scars as if to determine whether they were real or not. Talking about it was still hard, regardless of however many times she went to St. Mungo's.
"That's my story."
tag: dante.
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notes: i fucking love you natey, for making me post this much. seriously. you're my new best friend for life. -clings-
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