About You
Name/Alias: April
Age: 18
Contact Information: YIM – all_one89
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Your Character
Name: Patricia Quartilla Morrigan
Age: 16
Year: 6th
Birthday: 13th April 1960
Nationality: English
Hometown: Manchester

Canon or Original? Original

Blood: Pure
Wand: Willow wood, dragon's heartstring core, 12 inches.

5+ Words That Describe Your Character:

• Bitter
• Crazy
• Depressed
• Hateful
• Moody
• Morbid
• Shallow
• Uncaring
• Stand-offish
• Introverted

Personality:
Growing up in an apparently quiet home and leading an equally apparent simple, decent life, Patricia learned early on the difference between impression and reality, and that what isn’t spoken isn’t necessarily non existent.
Surrounded by fakeness and lies for most of her life, the girl applied it to her emotions, and it didn’t take long for her psychology to adopt the mask of introversion. Communication with her parents and other children was greatly limited, and Patricia grew up embracing a loneliness she didn’t necessarily like, but soon, it was all she knew, and wouldn’t have it any other way.

Torn between her hedonistic and immoral mother, and her overly naïve and impressionable father, the youth couldn’t settle on any of them, and chose to seclude herself as much as possible, reluctantly spending any quality time with her family. Never one to ask for some fancy toy or to ask to be tucked in at night, Patricia didn’t want to associate herself with either of her parents, and chose not to get too close or attached to either of them.

As she grew up, her studies and lectures became ever more important, as they offered a chance of escape from the reality that plagued her every conscious moment, and even her deep, unconscious thoughts.
She found out early on that her mother was having an affair, something her early childish mind didn’t even fully comprehend, but the realization that followed was to greatly impress the young Patricia in the most negative way...
Caught with another man by her daughter, Candace revealed with amazing nonchalance that the man she was with just happened to her the girl’s real father, and there was no need to hold a grudge against him, on the contrary, she invited Patricia to embrace the man, Donovan, as her true father. The very gesture disgusted Patricia, who never looked at her mother the same, and in time, neither at her father, who seemed blind to the affair, which was getting more and more apparent as the years passed by.

Of course, there were time when Patricia would have felt the need to have someone there for her, but as her parents got used to her distant nature, and the girl was much too proud by now to ask for anything, Patricia remained alone and misunderstood in her house hold; of course, being human, she blamed her parents, and that only managed to enlarge the chasm that was already between them.

Developing a sort of dislike of her parents (as not to use the word ‘hate’), Patricia started going completely against her parents’ will, just for the sake of showing off her rebellion to whatever it was she was unhappy about (not even Patricia was ever sure in this department). The music she would listen to, not always the one she liked, was chosen especially to enrage and alarm her father, who was a priest, and was quite against genres like punk and rock. She refused to take to her mother’s hedonistic ways and act and dress like Candace’s idea of a lady dictated.
It all culminated with Patricia running away, pretty much like a coward, on the first sign that things were getting complicated.
Mysteriously, a few months earlier, she had received a curious letter from a place called Hogwarts, and while her mother was overly excited, Jacob, Patricia’s father, wasn’t even told about it. While, at first, the youth didn’t want to go to the school of witchcraft, she found it the only refuge she could take as she escaped her home.

Hobbies/Interests:

• Reading
• Music
• Writing every now and then
• Getting out for walks at night
• Philosophical discussions
• Analyzing the psychology of others

Weaknesses:

• Animals
• Little children
• Good books
• Intelligence

Fears:

• The future in general
• Making a fool of herself
• Authority
• Having to live with her parents

Strengths:

• Seriousness
• Discretion
• Intelligence
• Adaptability

Appearance:
Patricia has brown, almond shaped eyes, adorned with long eye lashes and framed by a pair of long, sharp edged, arched eye brows. The dark of her long hair contrasts greatly with the paleness of her skin and her lips are a delightful scarlet. Her physique is quite slender, and she stands a modest 5'4.
Her features are naturally sweet and when she’s not acting her usual self, Patricia has an almost innocent, angelic look about her. Her moves, when not violent and rude, are full of grace and elegance, reminiscence of her upbringing.
Used to wearing elegant clothes, but keen on any torn old punk outfit, Patricia finds it odd to have to wear Hogwarts uniforms, but copes, as she has in the past, with things she doesn’t like. On first occasion though, she’s more than eager to get rid of them.


Hair Color: Dark brown
Hair Style: Long and slightly wavy
Eye Color: brown
Height/Weight: 5’4/100 lbs
Picture:


History: [Candice and Jacob Morrigan]
The very beginning of Patricia’s history is even before her birth, in the circumstances that would mark the girl’s entire existence.
Candice Sweetman was a member of the high society, decadent, opulent, and of course, immoral. She married only out of interest. Not for her spouse’s fortune, but for her own. In her parents’ will it said that in order to receive the grand estate and fortune she was promised, Candice was to get married within one year of their death. So the Sweetman’s died, leaving their one and only daughter in a bit of a difficult situation.
Her only choice was to choose the first man who would suit her. It so happened to be the priest’s son, Jacob Morrigan. In fact, his parents had him court a whole lot of single young ladies. Again, out of pure necessity. In order for their son to become a priest himself, he had to be wed. So it was the perfect arrangement. Candice had nothing against sharing her family fortune with the man who helped her get it in the first place, and Jacob was set on treating his wealthy fair bride as best as possible.
He formed an image of her in his mind, that would act as a self imposed mask whenever Jacob looked at her. It was the only way he could spare himself from finding out who the woman who helped him get his job truly was: a proud, selfish, unfaithful and shallow aristocrat.

Not long after they married, the Morrigan’s had a daughter, but it wasn’t really Jacob’s... Candice’s marriage was rushed by another factor, one she had brought upon herself. Although a chagrin for any woman to entertain herself with a man in those days, Candice had no problem delighting herself with some of her admirers, and soon took a liking to a young man named Donovan. While he left her pregnant and declared her the only woman he truly loved, he refused to marry Candice, so the child of their affair was to be born as the daughter of the priest Jacob, on paper at least.

Patricia spent her first years of life longing for nothing, as she had all a child could want. No demand was out of the reach of the wealth Morrigan’s, and with a beautiful mother and gentle father, the girl’s life seemed like a dream.
It all turned into a nightmare though, the night 5 year old Patricia walked in her mother’s room to find her embraced and kissing a man the girl had never seen before. It was Saturday night, and Jacob was off to Church, making some preparations for the next day’s mass, and it was the perfect opportunity for the two clandestine lovers to meet. Their misfortune that the girl woke from her sleep by a fallen lamp, and fearfully walked in on the confusing scene.
Always one to act calm in tense situations, Candice gallantly introduced Donovan to his daughter, encouraging the girl to accent her new found biological parent. All Patricia did though was look with hate, fury and disgust upon both her real parents, and run back to her room, falling asleep in a desperate attempt to forget about it all.

She didn’t forget about it however, and to this day the faithful scene remains the most vivid one in Patricia’s mind.
As she grew up, the girl realized even more the horror of being a love child: she was a bastard, dishonored from birth for something she wasn’t responsible for, and having to live for the rest of her life with the thought that she came about the way she did.

Growing further apart from her immortal mother and her overly pure father, Patricia longed not for their company or affection, and spurned that of anyone. Growing up without friends, which she rejected out of shame and self loathing, Patricia grew up to be quite solitary, taking to the oddest of things for reasons she wasn’t sure of either.

The oddest bit was when she turned 11, and received a letter from Hogwarts School, a place she had never heard about, and initially thought it a joke.
Another thing she couldn’t understand was the glee on her mother’s face as she found out, and another piece of information was to be revealed to the girl about herself.
It was that day when she received the letter that Candice told Patricia she was in fact a witch, and that her real father, Donovan, was one as well. Candice herself hadn’t attended Hogwarts, though she had received the same letter. By “a miracle” though, she met the “love of her life, Don”, a wizard himself.
The fact that she married a muggle didn’t bother Candice at all, but only made Donovan even more furious and jealous at the good priest.

Patricia laughed at the thought of her being a witch, and thought nothing of the magic school for a few days. It was then that her mother took her for another round of “quality time”, and announced that she was about to leave Jacob and run away with Donovan, ready to take her with them. Patricia was repelled by her mother’s initiative, but not too keen to spend her life with Jacob, who never could take care of himself properly, the whole house being run mainly by Candice. Patricia had to make a choice between immoral and useless, and chose the middle... She packed some of her things and ran away, at first not sure where to go, when she remembered the School of Witchcraft, and following the instructions in the letter, made her way around with improvisation here and intuition there, managed to get on the train, even without all the tings she needed to attend, and ever since had spent her life hiding from her parents at Hogwarts, in the summer living in Hogsmead.

House Preferences:
Slytherin
Ravenclaw

Other: None.

spent from: the past.