Ivory

Backstory

I come from a long line of Purebloods called the Everheart family, and with that name came a lot of responsibility to keep a good reputation. I was raised as the perfect aristocrat, grown to the be the picture of elegance and grace and do exactly what I was told and ask no questions. My mother made sure of it, having been the one to care much for society and the images I portrayed. My father, on the other hand, was a healer - much to my grandfather's dismay as they had many connections to the Ministry.

"Ivory, don't forget your etiquette and music lessons." "Ivory, it's your responsibility to be at this event." It's not all that surprising I grew with bitterness towards my mother for controlling me so adamantly, is it? Even the children I grew up with due to social gatherings and such, I can't bring myself to genuinely like because I know it's simply because we were forced to be around each other. Even if we were going through the same thing. When I first got my Hogwarts letter, I was elated, because I knew it gave me some freedom. Imagine my mother's disappointment when I was put in the Hufflepuff house. A pureblood in a house that tended to be more for muggleborns. Oh well. My current favourite subjects are Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts.