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As I was getting the link for the Suethor's profile I caught a glimpse of the Suethor's other story. I'm going to be featuring it tomorrow.
TITLE: A New Life A New Me
PERPETRATOR: heir-of-slytherin96
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: Their avatar which is a green background that says in white letters, “KEEP CALM and BE SLYTHERIN”.
FULL NAME: Emily James, Dolohov, Pansy
SPECIES:
HAIR: blonde, her father has a rich dark color while her mother has a dark brown color
EYES: She says this about her and her adoptive father. “We both have blue eyes. However, his are a striking blue that seems to sparkle despite his old age and mine are average blue with tinges of grey.”
MARKINGS: She doesn't look like her adoptive parents.
POSSESSIONS: Two friends named Taylor and Charlotte who likely died on the bridge. Nope... somehow they managed to live too. A “semi-detated, 3 bed room house” she lives in with her adopted parents. Her wand originally belonged to Salazar. (And yes... she got it from Olivander. A snake named Saska and an owl named Mr. Fluffy.
CONNECTION TO CANON:In chapter one she is out shopping with her friends when she senses something bad going on while they are on that bridge that falls into the water. In chapter two she is rescued by Dolohov because he knows her father but she runs away. Chapter three has her losing it when her parents tell her she was adopted and Dumbledore shows up to tell her she is adopted. Chapter four Dumbledore tells he she can go get her stuff from Diagon Alley. Chapter five is her going on her own and getting her wand. Chapter six, I think her adoptive mother Grace put money in her bag... yes.. she's now calling her adoptive mother Grace. That is in chapter six along with bumbing into a man. Chapter seven she goes to the twins shop. Chapter eight is about her getting on the train and running into Pansy and her boyfriend. Draco tells her that Pansy doesn't like her. Chapter nine is another run in with the “pug” and Pansy being a brat. Saska attacks Draco. (And he is supposed to be paired with her...) She is sorted into Slytherin. Chapter eleven is about people looking down on her because they know she is related to a certain someone and now Pansy is her friend. They get relocated into “te spare prefects rooms”. (There is no such things... I think we've talked about the theory the room changes size based on how the room changes size with the number of kids who come to school. There are three more chapters but honestly... I don't know if it is worth going through the rest.
ORIGIN: She is Tom Riddle's daughter. (No... her adoptive parents don't refer to him as Voldemort but by the name he hated and kept from people.).
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Dolhov knows she is a certain someone's daughter and knows to rescue her. Actually, he rescues her from a situation that has problems. “ I was alwas good at masking my emotions, it scared me how much this man seemed to know.” She happens to not gone to Hogwarts despite the fact any magical ability would have gotten her into the book. Dumbledore can't contest Emily calling herself Emily Riddle because it is her birth name and her letter is even addressed to her under that name. She's able to travel to Diagon Alley on her own despite knowing nothing about the wizrding world. “I may never do my homework, but that doesn't mean I do bad in exams. I always read the books and like to know what is going on.”
NOTES: I don't know if any of the minions know about genetics but what I learned in school says that Emily could be the child of her adoptive parents. Actually, this makes me start wondering about a lot of fanfics where someone knows they are related or not related because they look like someone. Adoptions are also legal binding contracts. At least the pacing of the plot doesn't drag.
SAMPLE:
"I'm done! No. More. Shopping. Do you hear me?" I rounded on my two best friends. They both gave me innocent faces, and then it was clear that they were unable the hold back their laughter. They both errupted into hysterics gaining looks from several passers by.
"STOP IT! ITS NOT THAT FUNNY!" I whined but even I could see the funny side. I am a tall, Blonde girl that is catwalk worthy, but I am nothing like those girls that spend ages deciding what to wear, how to do their hair and how much make up to put on. No that just isn't me. I am comfy in jeans and a t-shirt with a nice pair of trainers. A bit of mascara and eyeliner to exsentuate my eyes and some chap stick that is me- minimalistic. However, my hair is long blonde and falls in ringglets that look like they must have taken forever to do, it is quite the contrary. And shopping is deffinately not my forte! But my friends insited we go every weekend during the summer holidays just to get me out of the house. Why we couldn't go to the cinema I will never know.
"Oh Emilly James, grow up you sound like a four year old that has just been out to Tesco with her parents. Honestly!" Taylor, one of my two best friends, said very seriosly before exploding into hysterics once more.
"I am not..." I mumbled. I hated it when I didn't get the last word in. Taylor McAllen was a good five inches smaller than me and was the smaller of my two friends, however she was the one that took controll of any situation and was always able to make me shut-up. She was 5"2 with firey red hair and freckles dotted all over her nose. If her appearence wasn't enough to say she was Irish, her strong accent would have been.
"I can't beleive school starts again next week. I bet Mr Farloe will give us dention for not doing the summer home work. I mean come on who give summer homework? Stupid Chemistry teachers! Its our last bloodly summer before we start our A-Levels why did they chose this summer to give us homework why not next summer! ahhhh, i am so angry!" This was Charlotte. She began talking as soon as we started moving againg across the Thames bridge. And believe me she could talk for England that one could.
"Speak for your self. I did the homework. I dont fancy having detention on the first day back. Not really my cup of tea." Taylor said while interrupting Charlotte's big rant, the one thing you should never do if you know whats good for you.
TITLE: A New Life A New Me
PERPETRATOR: heir-of-slytherin96
SUE-O-METER:
(toxic)
COVER/BANNER ART: Their avatar which is a green background that says in white letters, “KEEP CALM and BE SLYTHERIN”.
FULL NAME: Emily James, Dolohov, Pansy
SPECIES:
HAIR: blonde, her father has a rich dark color while her mother has a dark brown color
EYES: She says this about her and her adoptive father. “We both have blue eyes. However, his are a striking blue that seems to sparkle despite his old age and mine are average blue with tinges of grey.”
MARKINGS: She doesn't look like her adoptive parents.
POSSESSIONS: Two friends named Taylor and Charlotte who likely died on the bridge. Nope... somehow they managed to live too. A “semi-detated, 3 bed room house” she lives in with her adopted parents. Her wand originally belonged to Salazar. (And yes... she got it from Olivander. A snake named Saska and an owl named Mr. Fluffy.
CONNECTION TO CANON:In chapter one she is out shopping with her friends when she senses something bad going on while they are on that bridge that falls into the water. In chapter two she is rescued by Dolohov because he knows her father but she runs away. Chapter three has her losing it when her parents tell her she was adopted and Dumbledore shows up to tell her she is adopted. Chapter four Dumbledore tells he she can go get her stuff from Diagon Alley. Chapter five is her going on her own and getting her wand. Chapter six, I think her adoptive mother Grace put money in her bag... yes.. she's now calling her adoptive mother Grace. That is in chapter six along with bumbing into a man. Chapter seven she goes to the twins shop. Chapter eight is about her getting on the train and running into Pansy and her boyfriend. Draco tells her that Pansy doesn't like her. Chapter nine is another run in with the “pug” and Pansy being a brat. Saska attacks Draco. (And he is supposed to be paired with her...) She is sorted into Slytherin. Chapter eleven is about people looking down on her because they know she is related to a certain someone and now Pansy is her friend. They get relocated into “te spare prefects rooms”. (There is no such things... I think we've talked about the theory the room changes size based on how the room changes size with the number of kids who come to school. There are three more chapters but honestly... I don't know if it is worth going through the rest.
ORIGIN: She is Tom Riddle's daughter. (No... her adoptive parents don't refer to him as Voldemort but by the name he hated and kept from people.).
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Dolhov knows she is a certain someone's daughter and knows to rescue her. Actually, he rescues her from a situation that has problems. “ I was alwas good at masking my emotions, it scared me how much this man seemed to know.” She happens to not gone to Hogwarts despite the fact any magical ability would have gotten her into the book. Dumbledore can't contest Emily calling herself Emily Riddle because it is her birth name and her letter is even addressed to her under that name. She's able to travel to Diagon Alley on her own despite knowing nothing about the wizrding world. “I may never do my homework, but that doesn't mean I do bad in exams. I always read the books and like to know what is going on.”
NOTES: I don't know if any of the minions know about genetics but what I learned in school says that Emily could be the child of her adoptive parents. Actually, this makes me start wondering about a lot of fanfics where someone knows they are related or not related because they look like someone. Adoptions are also legal binding contracts. At least the pacing of the plot doesn't drag.
SAMPLE:
"I'm done! No. More. Shopping. Do you hear me?" I rounded on my two best friends. They both gave me innocent faces, and then it was clear that they were unable the hold back their laughter. They both errupted into hysterics gaining looks from several passers by.
"STOP IT! ITS NOT THAT FUNNY!" I whined but even I could see the funny side. I am a tall, Blonde girl that is catwalk worthy, but I am nothing like those girls that spend ages deciding what to wear, how to do their hair and how much make up to put on. No that just isn't me. I am comfy in jeans and a t-shirt with a nice pair of trainers. A bit of mascara and eyeliner to exsentuate my eyes and some chap stick that is me- minimalistic. However, my hair is long blonde and falls in ringglets that look like they must have taken forever to do, it is quite the contrary. And shopping is deffinately not my forte! But my friends insited we go every weekend during the summer holidays just to get me out of the house. Why we couldn't go to the cinema I will never know.
"Oh Emilly James, grow up you sound like a four year old that has just been out to Tesco with her parents. Honestly!" Taylor, one of my two best friends, said very seriosly before exploding into hysterics once more.
"I am not..." I mumbled. I hated it when I didn't get the last word in. Taylor McAllen was a good five inches smaller than me and was the smaller of my two friends, however she was the one that took controll of any situation and was always able to make me shut-up. She was 5"2 with firey red hair and freckles dotted all over her nose. If her appearence wasn't enough to say she was Irish, her strong accent would have been.
"I can't beleive school starts again next week. I bet Mr Farloe will give us dention for not doing the summer home work. I mean come on who give summer homework? Stupid Chemistry teachers! Its our last bloodly summer before we start our A-Levels why did they chose this summer to give us homework why not next summer! ahhhh, i am so angry!" This was Charlotte. She began talking as soon as we started moving againg across the Thames bridge. And believe me she could talk for England that one could.
"Speak for your self. I did the homework. I dont fancy having detention on the first day back. Not really my cup of tea." Taylor said while interrupting Charlotte's big rant, the one thing you should never do if you know whats good for you.