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- OOC First Name
- Marga
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- Wand
- Straight 17 Inch Rigid Ebony Wand with Vampire Blood Core
- Age
- 10/2018 (32)
Arianna sighed as she relaxed on the living room floor with Sergei. Well, Sergei who was currently a big black cat resting right beside her while she ran her fingers through his fur. It had been at least an hour since the pair of them managed to get Preston and Stefan to bed, the latter being a lot harder than the former. It was during these times of peace and quiet that Arianna could hardly believe that she was actually here, in New Zealand. It had been months since she had moved - which had been of great surprise to her dear cousin Liam. After having been deprived of birthright for a little over a decade, the former Gryffindor had found it quite difficult to leave Nightray manor after she had gotten together with her former lover and husband, Jeremiah Raven. Because of that, she and Jeremiah had raised their twin girls in Nightray manor. After she and Jeremiah had a falling out and eventually separated, which was right about when she and Sergei had gotten together, it had taken a while but she had eventually told Liam that she would be moving to New Zealand. It had been a rather difficult process, especially taking into account the stubbornness of her own twin daughters. The thought of the twin hellions made Arianna sigh in the otherwise silent room. "My daughters hate me." It was such an out-of the-blue statement. Especially considering that the twins have been in Hogwarts for about two months now but just thinking about how the last school break went was unpleasant. "They like you than they like me," she muttered as she continued to run her fingers through Sergei's fur. It really was bad though that the twins almost prefer Sergei's company considering that she was their mother but they had always preferred their father too. And it really didn't help when Jeremiah left Nightray manor. And it especially didn't help when she had moved to New Zealand, forcing them to stay there too with only the weekends to spend in the manor with their half-siblings. It was such a headache that she whenever she would be holding Stefan - her son with Sergei - she was sincerely wishing that he wouldn't hate her too! And now here she was, suddenly blurting out the randomest things to her lover. Merlin, she was probably going bonkers.