~Name~
Veronique Leontine
~Age~
17
~Year~
7th
~Appearance~
I have long black hair that reaches past my shoulders and down my back. My eyes are a striking silver grey, and my lips are thin and pink. I have skin as white as snow and my body is curvy but also lean.
~Personality~
I am very shy, but can be blunt with things that I say. I let my opinion be known, most of the time, if I feel it necessary to share. I can be very mean, but it is only my security. At heart, I have the kindest soul, but no one will ever find out because I choose not to show it. I put people down to make myself feel better, feeling guilty later on. In secret, I help those who need it, but it is rarely ever known.
~Wand~
Nine Inches, Veela Hair, Mahogany
~Relationship status~
Single, for now
~History about your character~
Yes, I'm French, but I have learned English very well. There will be times where I say things in my native language, but I will be sure to translate them if someone is unsure of what I say.
I have had a terrible family life where my grandmother is the leader of my household. She is the mother of my father, and a terrible woman to the core. She allowed my father to be pushed astray and did not care for any one other than Purebloods. My sister Seraphine and I were forbidden to speak to Muggles or Muggleborns. Yet, I always made friends with the townspeople, causing myself to get a beating from my father when he heard of the news. My skin is tough, and my heart is frozen for I hardly will ever open up to anyone because every time I did, I got bruises and cuts afterwards. My mother is no help at all, her silence the only sound I've heard from her. I'm sure her voice is quite lovely, but I've yet to hear it.
I'm trying to look past all of the terrible things my family has done, for none of them are good people. . . yet I wonder how I have turned out like this.