Name: Etepa Dane
Birthday: January 8th, 1963?
Hometown: FlemingtonBloodline: Pureblood
Magical Strength: Divination
Magical Weakness: Divination
Year: One perferably, if not two
Biography: I sat and waited at the door. Watching the chimney. Spending every moment hoping that my letter would come. I sat in agony every year, watching my siblings leaving, and coming back in their school uniforms, with tons of stories to tell. I watched, as they ignored my motions for play, my riddles, and my jokes. Instead, chatting about the latest brooms, the newest Proffessors, and who had the best grades. I sat there disapeering in the mists of the household.
Then, I turned 11. Still, I was not someone worthy to be noticeable. Not until I was accepted. So day after day I watched others surrounded in love. I sat at the ruins of my loyalship.
Until today. Today was the day I received my letter. I wasn't going to let anything come between me and my one, slim, open window, to the real world. The only place, where I was noticiable. Then, I heard a "THUMP".
I dashed outside, and picked up the pile of letters that were dropped on the porch. Rapidly, I sorted through them, reading name after name. Reading them twice. Then again. Soon, I was not alone.
The other eleven year olds at the other eleven year olds at the orphanage surrounded me, eventually pushing me out of the way. All I could do, was stare in disbelief. Slowly, I crept upstairs, and layed in bed. Crying myself to sleep. Until I heard a poke at my window.
House Request:Gryffindor
Personality:Smart, Brave, Friendly, Helpful
Appearance: 4 ft 10. Dirty bond, Hazel brown eyes
How did you find us?:Google
