Nusa Mauven
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 137
- Sexual Orientation
- Hetrosexual
- Wand
- Mahogany Wand 9" With Essence of Centaur Tail Hair
- Age
- 8/2008
Nusa wasn't one to walk into anyone's home without regard for their feelings on the situation, which was why she hated traveling by floo, so she left the large home, smiling at a muggle man as she walked past him, she would have to learn her new neighbors names if she was to be staying with her brother-in-law and nieces and nephew until she finished schooling, whether that was at Hogwarts New Zealand or Durmstrang Institute she was not sure, but she certainly hoped that she could transfer over. The fifteen year old wanted to get away from her father, she wished to be closer to her sister and her brand new niece and nephew, but of course without barging in on the family that Rosaline seemed to formulate, even after kind-hearted Vaschel took his final breath.
Vaschel, from what she remembered, only being ten when he was put six-feet-under, was a good person to her sister and Nusa had been fond of him. He treated her like she was the same age as Rosaline and at that youthful age there was nothing that was yearned for more than old age and respect.
Of course, this Chavdar fellow should be a swell man, or else her sister would not have come into contact with him but Nusa had her own judgments that would soon be taken, but now, as she knocked on the door of her sister's home, she was only looking forward to seeing her sibling. As the red headed fifteen year old put her brittle hand back in the pocket of her cherry red coat she shivered, causing her white teeth to chatter heavily. How she wished for the summer back home, rather than the winter. But of course, summer would come soon enough and would not dwell on the future and she would take things as they come, just as she always had.
Nusa's eyes, unlike ninety per cent of her families, were warm and inviting. So while waiting, she took a step back from the pretty little house and looked around the street. There was a few children making endearing snowmen on their front lawns and she smiled. How she had once wished for the peaceful life of a normal, wizarding family, in place of her own dark one that she was the white sheep among black sheep's in.
tee hee My Fair Lady
Vaschel, from what she remembered, only being ten when he was put six-feet-under, was a good person to her sister and Nusa had been fond of him. He treated her like she was the same age as Rosaline and at that youthful age there was nothing that was yearned for more than old age and respect.
Of course, this Chavdar fellow should be a swell man, or else her sister would not have come into contact with him but Nusa had her own judgments that would soon be taken, but now, as she knocked on the door of her sister's home, she was only looking forward to seeing her sibling. As the red headed fifteen year old put her brittle hand back in the pocket of her cherry red coat she shivered, causing her white teeth to chatter heavily. How she wished for the summer back home, rather than the winter. But of course, summer would come soon enough and would not dwell on the future and she would take things as they come, just as she always had.
Nusa's eyes, unlike ninety per cent of her families, were warm and inviting. So while waiting, she took a step back from the pretty little house and looked around the street. There was a few children making endearing snowmen on their front lawns and she smiled. How she had once wished for the peaceful life of a normal, wizarding family, in place of her own dark one that she was the white sheep among black sheep's in.
tee hee My Fair Lady