Post by Ryneira Riddle on Jul 1, 2008 3:52:33 GMT -6
-The Basics-
Name: Ryneira Iwa Beline Riddle Onyxx
Model: Natalie Portman
Age: 42
Birthdate: December 31, 1981
Birthplace: London, England
Blood: Half-Blood
Family:
Husband- Rowan Onyxx
Daughter- Valdeya Riddle Onyxx
Occupation: Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (would that be alright, since her background is not known?)
Alliance: Neutral (Self)
Love Status: Married
-The School Facts-
School attended: Hogwarts
Years attended: 1993-1998
House: Slytherin
Wand: 13 6/7, Poplar, Phoenix feather and Unicorn hair
OWLs Grades:
Ancient Runes: E
Arithmancy: O
Astronomy: O
Care Of Magical Creatures: E
Charms: O
Defense Against The Dark Arts: O
Herbology: A
History Of Magic: O
Potions: O
Transfigurations: O
NEWTs Grades: “Dropped out” in the end of fifth, though she claims and proves (with fake info) that she finished her years off at Durmstrang.
Parents: Caitriona Rowntree and Lord Voldemort
Your Dream Profession: Professor at Hogwarts.
-Other Information-
Appearence: She is very tall for a girl and skeletally thin. She stands at about 5’10” and weighs less than 100 pounds. She has a wide, bright smile that will give you the impression that she is very kind. The mix between her cold eyes and her friendly smile will confuse you almost as much as her personality. She always wears black. You will never see her in anything muggle-ish.
She has jet black waves that cascade all the way down her back and just past her butt. When doing nothing important, it is left down. During a fight or time that she needs to assure it's out of the way, she will tie it back, often in a braid. Her eyes, like her father’s were, are scarlet with cat-like slit pupils. When she is feeling a strong emotion, they will flash, burn or glow red. She always wears black eyeliner around them, shaping like a cat’s. Her skin has no color to it; it is as white as snow. Her hands are like spiders, with abnormally long fingers, and extremely long nails. Her tongue is forked and her canines are extremely pointy and curved like a snake's.
Personality: May depend on who you ask. She can be quite kind and charming to those who she needs or wants something from. Most get her full attitude, hatred, and coldness. She is unloving, as cold as ice, and nearly always angry. She has quite the temper, and she doesn't control it very well. Her moods are slightly unstable, and people are often unsure of what she is going to say or do next. She is extremely antisocial, and prefers to be alone. She has a small group of 'friends'. They are not true friends, because she does not care to have any and cannot trust anyone. She is always full of energy, not exactly hyper, she just always is doing something and rarely sleeps.
History: Ryneira Iwa Beline Riddle was born on December 31, 1981 to Caitriona Riddle and Lord Voldemort. She was his first and only heir, or so he thought. For years before her birth, he had come up with the idea that as soon as he came to the height of his powers, the only thing left he would need was an heir. No, he did not want a child, not for the reason most people do anyway. He wanted one person to take his name, who would be connected to him, that he could assure would be an unwaveringly loyal follower.
In February of 1981, Caitriona Rowntree joined the Death Eaters. He knew she was the one. No, he did not love her, of course. He simply knew that she was absolutely fascinated with him, and she would be easy to manipulate and control. He would spend a month or two making her believe he loved her, and test her loyalty. Then, he would get what he wanted out of her and let her raise the child until it was old enough that he wouldn’t simply want to kill it.
A few months after his fall on Hallow’s Eve of 1981, Caitriona was sent to Azkaban, like so many other Death Eaters. Albus Dumbledore worked to get Ryneira placed with a wizarding family that would raise her to not know that her father was Lord Voldemort, as Keaira and Aren Lovett themselves did not know. They were told that she was just a normal, half-blood witch. Her parents had died in a terrible accident. They fell for it, and it’s what she was raised to believe.
In September or 1993, Valdeira started Hogwarts, where she was immediately sorted into Slytherin house. The hat barely skimmed her hair before shouting the words. Her first year went very normally, until the end. Why? She discovered that she was a Parselmouth. However, she kept the interesting fact to herself, adding it on to her very strong powers and odd eyes. Over that summer, she asked, yet again, who her true parents were. The Lovett’s, again, gave her the same old story, as it was all they really knew.
The first year of schooling went great, and fairly normal. When her second year came, things began to change. That was the year of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. On Hallow’s Eve of 1994, she began her deep research on her parents. The only problem was that all she had to go by was the surname, Riddle. To her surprise, she immediately found it on a trophy at Hogwarts. A ‘Tom Riddle’ had earned an award in 1942. Could he possibly be a relative? Maybe even her father? Near the end of her first year, she had found the name only once more, in a muggle newspaper. An older Thomas Riddle and his family had been murdered. Were they related? She did know that she was half-blood.
Through the school year, the Tri-Wizard Tournament brought many odd twists, though she often decided to push them aside and ignore them. They couldn’t have anything to do with her. On the night of the last task, that all changed. Everything changed. As everyone else headed down to watch the four compete, she stay behind and wandered the school, taking the time to have the castle to herself to her advantage. However, as she made her way down a secret corridor, she found a surprise, Lucius Malfoy.
Now, of course, she knew who he was, being that he was a school governor and father of a fellow student, but the two had never met. With that in mind, it was very odd when she found him standing before her, requesting that he come with her. Though, he was a complete stranger, she believed him for some reason. Something told her that she really did need to trust him and go with him, and so she did. The second that they landed, she began to wonder if she had been wrong.
Graveyard. No big deal, not at all. Circle of Death Eaters. A bit odd, but odder was that they didn’t immediately attack. Harry Potter. She grew even more confused. Red-eyed, noseless, bald guy. Creepy, but his presence was oddly comforting. She did not know why, and she certainly did not know that he was Lord Voldemort. She quickly learned that, but for some reason, as frightening as the thought was, it made his presence no less comforting. At the same time, the frightened side told her to prepare for a torture. It never came. Instead, she got a confession that he was her father. That was the most awkward moment in her entire life, though, it made sense. No one could believe how fast and easily she took it in. And then, after she was branded that night, how eager she was to prove her loyalty and talents to him.
Over the years, she did just that. She probably was his real most loyal despite her age, but that fact was kept between the two of them. In the eyes of the rest of the wizarding world, Bellatrix remained his most loyal. No one but Death Eaters and Dumbledore ever even knew that she was The Dark Lord’s daughter. That is, until the battle of Hogwarts. That night, she had no choice but to show her side to some, as she fought for him.
That night… may have been the worst of her life. The Dark Lord, her father, fell; really gone this time. Along with him, her mother and Bellatrix were killed as well. As she fled from the school, while Aurors gathered the Death Eaters, she did not know how she alone had survived and escaped. In her eyes, everything was ruined, destroyed, gone. For longer than she would now like to admit, she did nothing, letting herself waste away. Somehow, she lost her ambition and will for a while, forgetting the reason she was even alive. To keep the Riddle name alive and pick up after her father.
Through those long couple months, she did nothing but lay around her home, her father’s old home, often considering putting an end to it. She had no one and had learned to have no feelings of any kind for anyone but her father. One day, as she wandered through Diagon Alley, on the edge of death by starvation, she ran into Rowan Onyxx. She had met the man a few years previous, but never got to know him, though something about him had always sparked her interest. Much to her surprise, he, who appeared to be nothing more than a lovely gentleman, who she would have thought would hate her and cringe at finding out who she was, felt the same way.
Rowan helped her back to her true strength, immediately falling in love, as neither thought they would ever do. After all, she was raised to not believe in love at all. And that brought to light something wonderful about her father being gone. She was free to do as she pleased. Though, in general, that certainly did not change her. Her and Rowan became engaged, then got married and not longer after, had a child. She had completely turned things around. With her father gone, they could take over together, and she would have an even higher point. She was no longer just the highest follower, but one of the leaders. Though Rowan likes to think of himself as in charge, she does as well. From her point, she already is powerful, having inherited her father’s power and his plans, knowledge and now the tips of how not to do what he did and fail. From his point, his powers are growing fast, he knows what he wants and he is the man. Pushing past that fight, they generally work and lead together, while not forgetting their daughter and being good parents. As days go by, the wonderful pair gets closer and closer, slowly and quietly taking control.
Name: Ryneira Iwa Beline Riddle Onyxx
Model: Natalie Portman
Age: 42
Birthdate: December 31, 1981
Birthplace: London, England
Blood: Half-Blood
Family:
Husband- Rowan Onyxx
Daughter- Valdeya Riddle Onyxx
Occupation: Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (would that be alright, since her background is not known?)
Alliance: Neutral (Self)
Love Status: Married
-The School Facts-
School attended: Hogwarts
Years attended: 1993-1998
House: Slytherin
Wand: 13 6/7, Poplar, Phoenix feather and Unicorn hair
OWLs Grades:
Ancient Runes: E
Arithmancy: O
Astronomy: O
Care Of Magical Creatures: E
Charms: O
Defense Against The Dark Arts: O
Herbology: A
History Of Magic: O
Potions: O
Transfigurations: O
NEWTs Grades: “Dropped out” in the end of fifth, though she claims and proves (with fake info) that she finished her years off at Durmstrang.
Parents: Caitriona Rowntree and Lord Voldemort
Your Dream Profession: Professor at Hogwarts.
-Other Information-
Appearence: She is very tall for a girl and skeletally thin. She stands at about 5’10” and weighs less than 100 pounds. She has a wide, bright smile that will give you the impression that she is very kind. The mix between her cold eyes and her friendly smile will confuse you almost as much as her personality. She always wears black. You will never see her in anything muggle-ish.
She has jet black waves that cascade all the way down her back and just past her butt. When doing nothing important, it is left down. During a fight or time that she needs to assure it's out of the way, she will tie it back, often in a braid. Her eyes, like her father’s were, are scarlet with cat-like slit pupils. When she is feeling a strong emotion, they will flash, burn or glow red. She always wears black eyeliner around them, shaping like a cat’s. Her skin has no color to it; it is as white as snow. Her hands are like spiders, with abnormally long fingers, and extremely long nails. Her tongue is forked and her canines are extremely pointy and curved like a snake's.
Personality: May depend on who you ask. She can be quite kind and charming to those who she needs or wants something from. Most get her full attitude, hatred, and coldness. She is unloving, as cold as ice, and nearly always angry. She has quite the temper, and she doesn't control it very well. Her moods are slightly unstable, and people are often unsure of what she is going to say or do next. She is extremely antisocial, and prefers to be alone. She has a small group of 'friends'. They are not true friends, because she does not care to have any and cannot trust anyone. She is always full of energy, not exactly hyper, she just always is doing something and rarely sleeps.
History: Ryneira Iwa Beline Riddle was born on December 31, 1981 to Caitriona Riddle and Lord Voldemort. She was his first and only heir, or so he thought. For years before her birth, he had come up with the idea that as soon as he came to the height of his powers, the only thing left he would need was an heir. No, he did not want a child, not for the reason most people do anyway. He wanted one person to take his name, who would be connected to him, that he could assure would be an unwaveringly loyal follower.
In February of 1981, Caitriona Rowntree joined the Death Eaters. He knew she was the one. No, he did not love her, of course. He simply knew that she was absolutely fascinated with him, and she would be easy to manipulate and control. He would spend a month or two making her believe he loved her, and test her loyalty. Then, he would get what he wanted out of her and let her raise the child until it was old enough that he wouldn’t simply want to kill it.
A few months after his fall on Hallow’s Eve of 1981, Caitriona was sent to Azkaban, like so many other Death Eaters. Albus Dumbledore worked to get Ryneira placed with a wizarding family that would raise her to not know that her father was Lord Voldemort, as Keaira and Aren Lovett themselves did not know. They were told that she was just a normal, half-blood witch. Her parents had died in a terrible accident. They fell for it, and it’s what she was raised to believe.
In September or 1993, Valdeira started Hogwarts, where she was immediately sorted into Slytherin house. The hat barely skimmed her hair before shouting the words. Her first year went very normally, until the end. Why? She discovered that she was a Parselmouth. However, she kept the interesting fact to herself, adding it on to her very strong powers and odd eyes. Over that summer, she asked, yet again, who her true parents were. The Lovett’s, again, gave her the same old story, as it was all they really knew.
The first year of schooling went great, and fairly normal. When her second year came, things began to change. That was the year of the Tri-Wizard Tournament. On Hallow’s Eve of 1994, she began her deep research on her parents. The only problem was that all she had to go by was the surname, Riddle. To her surprise, she immediately found it on a trophy at Hogwarts. A ‘Tom Riddle’ had earned an award in 1942. Could he possibly be a relative? Maybe even her father? Near the end of her first year, she had found the name only once more, in a muggle newspaper. An older Thomas Riddle and his family had been murdered. Were they related? She did know that she was half-blood.
Through the school year, the Tri-Wizard Tournament brought many odd twists, though she often decided to push them aside and ignore them. They couldn’t have anything to do with her. On the night of the last task, that all changed. Everything changed. As everyone else headed down to watch the four compete, she stay behind and wandered the school, taking the time to have the castle to herself to her advantage. However, as she made her way down a secret corridor, she found a surprise, Lucius Malfoy.
Now, of course, she knew who he was, being that he was a school governor and father of a fellow student, but the two had never met. With that in mind, it was very odd when she found him standing before her, requesting that he come with her. Though, he was a complete stranger, she believed him for some reason. Something told her that she really did need to trust him and go with him, and so she did. The second that they landed, she began to wonder if she had been wrong.
Graveyard. No big deal, not at all. Circle of Death Eaters. A bit odd, but odder was that they didn’t immediately attack. Harry Potter. She grew even more confused. Red-eyed, noseless, bald guy. Creepy, but his presence was oddly comforting. She did not know why, and she certainly did not know that he was Lord Voldemort. She quickly learned that, but for some reason, as frightening as the thought was, it made his presence no less comforting. At the same time, the frightened side told her to prepare for a torture. It never came. Instead, she got a confession that he was her father. That was the most awkward moment in her entire life, though, it made sense. No one could believe how fast and easily she took it in. And then, after she was branded that night, how eager she was to prove her loyalty and talents to him.
Over the years, she did just that. She probably was his real most loyal despite her age, but that fact was kept between the two of them. In the eyes of the rest of the wizarding world, Bellatrix remained his most loyal. No one but Death Eaters and Dumbledore ever even knew that she was The Dark Lord’s daughter. That is, until the battle of Hogwarts. That night, she had no choice but to show her side to some, as she fought for him.
That night… may have been the worst of her life. The Dark Lord, her father, fell; really gone this time. Along with him, her mother and Bellatrix were killed as well. As she fled from the school, while Aurors gathered the Death Eaters, she did not know how she alone had survived and escaped. In her eyes, everything was ruined, destroyed, gone. For longer than she would now like to admit, she did nothing, letting herself waste away. Somehow, she lost her ambition and will for a while, forgetting the reason she was even alive. To keep the Riddle name alive and pick up after her father.
Through those long couple months, she did nothing but lay around her home, her father’s old home, often considering putting an end to it. She had no one and had learned to have no feelings of any kind for anyone but her father. One day, as she wandered through Diagon Alley, on the edge of death by starvation, she ran into Rowan Onyxx. She had met the man a few years previous, but never got to know him, though something about him had always sparked her interest. Much to her surprise, he, who appeared to be nothing more than a lovely gentleman, who she would have thought would hate her and cringe at finding out who she was, felt the same way.
Rowan helped her back to her true strength, immediately falling in love, as neither thought they would ever do. After all, she was raised to not believe in love at all. And that brought to light something wonderful about her father being gone. She was free to do as she pleased. Though, in general, that certainly did not change her. Her and Rowan became engaged, then got married and not longer after, had a child. She had completely turned things around. With her father gone, they could take over together, and she would have an even higher point. She was no longer just the highest follower, but one of the leaders. Though Rowan likes to think of himself as in charge, she does as well. From her point, she already is powerful, having inherited her father’s power and his plans, knowledge and now the tips of how not to do what he did and fail. From his point, his powers are growing fast, he knows what he wants and he is the man. Pushing past that fight, they generally work and lead together, while not forgetting their daughter and being good parents. As days go by, the wonderful pair gets closer and closer, slowly and quietly taking control.