Aleyha Snow
Parselmouth / Albino / Mother / Hostile
- Messages
- 11,149
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Ebony 13 3/8" Core of Basilisk Fang and Venom with a special handle
- Age
- 11/2010
Aleyha sat at the end of the chair, white hands folded in her lap, the tiny body encased in her Slytherin uniform. Her white-blond hair cascaded down her shoulders and back, her eyes like pools of blood scanning over the pages of the book she took from the library about potions. Though only half her mind was on the book itself. She released a sigh and wondered whatever happened between her and Brodie. What did happen? Aleyha imagined Brodie kissing that Hufflepuff twerp, and she did not feel an ounce of jealousy.
Okay, when did that happen? I...I don't like Brodie anymore. concluded Aleyha in her mind. Aleyha flipped through the page with her white fingers. Aleyha took out her bag of items and a bottle of black ink and her quill. She jotted down some notes, and anything green that was mentioned made her stomach twisted into knots of false hatred. How dare that kid. How dare he do this to her. Aleyha glanced at her paper, and noticed that she wrote in delicate writing, Destroy him. How pleasant that sang out to her ears.
If only there was an easier way for this. She hated it when someone had an effect over her, and no one would ever have this pleasure without getting seriously harmed. What Aleyha needed right now was either a target or one of her closest friends. Either one would do for her.
Okay, when did that happen? I...I don't like Brodie anymore. concluded Aleyha in her mind. Aleyha flipped through the page with her white fingers. Aleyha took out her bag of items and a bottle of black ink and her quill. She jotted down some notes, and anything green that was mentioned made her stomach twisted into knots of false hatred. How dare that kid. How dare he do this to her. Aleyha glanced at her paper, and noticed that she wrote in delicate writing, Destroy him. How pleasant that sang out to her ears.
If only there was an easier way for this. She hated it when someone had an effect over her, and no one would ever have this pleasure without getting seriously harmed. What Aleyha needed right now was either a target or one of her closest friends. Either one would do for her.