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Carella Trannyth

''I love every animal except bugs... And especially hate spiders.''

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a character in “Gaol Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry”, as played by tornadofan2

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Carella Trannyth
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Age: 16
Year: 6
House: Cerva
Wand: Cedar, dragon heartstring (Hungarian Horntail), bendy, 12 inches, dark brown with very small and light spider web pattern.
Patronus: Rabbit
Familiar: A barn owl called Barnias.

Personality
Carella is an exceptional girl, exceptional in the fact that she’s considered by most to be a very weird girl that doesn’t really know what she wants. This is true, she often doesn’t exactly know what she wants, if it’s an activity or something that she might want to eat. She also tends to be pretty quiet most of the time, especially around people that she doesn’t really know or new people, but with some patience she’ll warm up to you to be a great friend. She keeps calm in most situations, except when she’s around spiders and most bugs anyways. She finds them really creepy and doesn’t like to be around them, whatsoever. It scares her, but spiders are her biggest fear. Carella is an animal lover, she loves most animals, except bugs then. She finds them really intriguing and wants to work with them later on. Her favourite animals are orcas, or killer whales.

She’s also very artistic. She loves drawing and painting and she’s pretty good at drawing most animals in full detail. Though not all, and on rare moments. It really takes a lot for her to draw such pictures and sometimes she might take hours to draw them. She’s pretty smart but tends to act dumb at times, especially with lessons she will have difficulty with. She is a good student who will study very hard to pass every test she gets with a high mark and doesn't like insufficient marks or low marks, it can pretty much upset her quite a bit.

History
Carella was born in a poor family, she was the last child her parents got. Her father died six months after her birth and her mother gave her to an orphanage when she was two years of age. So she never really got to know her parents or her siblings. She grew up in the orphanage until she was seven. She got adopted by a lovely pair of men, a father and a son. The son wanted a child for his wife since they couldn’t get a child and his father had come along. She got to know the son as Jack and the father was James. Jack’s wife was called Cally.

She grew up pretty happy, everything was fine and peaceful around them. They had a large house with a stretch of land around it. She often played in the woods close-by together with a Turkish shepherd mix, which was a large black dog with white paws and tail tip. His name was Turco. She loved playing with him and she was very happy around the two people that had adopted her. When it became known she was a Witch, it was weird as both her real parents had been muggles, no magic at all. Luckily, her new family didn’t mind and she was send to Gaol Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Likes
  • Nature
  • Books
  • Animals
  • Drawing
  • Being silly and weird
  • High marks

Dislikes
  • Bugs
  • Especially spiders
  • Bullying
  • Being bullied
  • Being sad
  • Low marks

Password: Specialis Revelio

So begins...

Carella Trannyth's Story

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Carella already missed the house, her ‘parents’ and her dog, Turco. She held a picture in her hand, her face looked sad. She sighed softly and looked at the picture, Turco and her were asleep on her bed. A smile formed as she watched the peacefulness of it. She was happy that her ‘parents’ had adopted her, but she still wondered where her real parents were, if she had any siblings. It was not always fun to be adopted as she had no real family to call her own. But she was still happy that she got adopted, since she was very happy ever since she got to live there and it made her smile often. Especially Turco made her smile often.

Turco was a large dog, about 75 centimetres at his shoulders, so all together about 85 centimetres. He was black, and had two extra toes on his left paws. He was rather clumsy but it made him all the more funnier. Carella loved that dog, she didn’t know what she would do without him. Sadly, he had been ill when she left for Gaol Academy. She hoped he would be alright, she didn’t want to lose him, especially not when she was away.

Gaol Academy, a place where she never felt completely at home or comfortable. It was a strange place, full of strange people, teachers and creatures. She had never imagined herself to go there, ever, but she did. She was a student there, and not just any student, she was a Witch. A witch, learning the skills at Gaol Academy. Neither her real parents had been magical beings and now here she was, a witch without really knowing where her talents come from. She sighed deeply and looked around as she stood on the ship, watching students from eleven to seventeen come so the ship could leave to the school.

Taking her bag, she turned and left towards her cabin. She opened it and set her bag on it. She straightened her black dress and turned towards the mirror, looking at herself quietly. Carella sighed softly, she wasn’t sure if she liked herself or not, she couldn’t really figure it out. She didn’t mind being herself but on the other hand she didn’t want to be bullied because she was so different from the rest of the students. She wasn’t even that different, she was just a little bit weird but nothing was wrong with that, at least that’s what her ‘parents’ told her. She sat down on her bed and took a piece of paper and a pencil. She started sketching an orca and smiled. She took her mp3-player and her headphone, put them on, turned the music up and continued drawing.

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Megan sighed in relief when Thomas was able to easily bring himself upright. She watched him carefully as he seemed to get his bearings. He looked fine, and he wasn't keeling over or anything, so no lasting damage must have been done. "I'm sorry... I wasn't paying attention." Megan waved away his apology. Apparently there was a distinct lack of awareness today already. Hopefully this problem wasn't an omen for how the rest of her year was going to go.

Thomas still hadn't answered her question, but Megan figured it would be strange to ask again. She looked him over one more time, just to make sure, and was about to say goodbye when he finally responded. "Oh yeah, sorry. Yes, I'm okay." Megan smiled. "That's good to hear. But maybe I should stop popping out of my compartment and you should stop chasing after cats. At least until we get to Gaol." She realized that her statement, meant jokingly, could be taken offensively and Megan bit her lip. "Sorry." It was quiet for a minute or two when Thomas suddenly asked if she was okay.

At that moment, the cat that had caused the two to crash ran past them in the opposite direction. Megan didn't even have time to try and grab it before it was almost out of sight. "Sorry... The er-- That cat has my wand." She grinned as Thomas began to pursue the wand-nabber. Megan waved and called out, "Good luck!" before gently feeling her forehead. Yep, there was already some swelling going on. If she didn't find ice fast, her head was going to grow two sizes! But Megan had no idea where to get it from.

Megan walked a little bit down the hallway to the next compartment and looked inside. It was Carella, a girl in Cerva as well. "Maybe she will know." Megan knocked on the door before opening it slightly. "I'm sorry to bother you, but do you know where I could get some ice? I ran into the wall."

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The peacefulness never lasted long really. But at least her drawing was finished, she was glad about that. She rarely got to finish her drawings around Gaol Academy and she was never really fond of it. There was a knock on her compartment door before it opened and a familiar girl showed her face, her head slightly swollen. Carella didn’t really hear or see Megan since she had turned the volume of the mp3 up pretty high, but after a few seconds she noticed her from the corner of her eyes and removed the ear plugs, looking up towards Megan. She frowned, wondering what would have caused her head to swell.“Ice?” Carella asked, and nodded. She lifted herself from the bed and made her way towards the door. “I think there will be some ice in the kitchen,’’ she said as she opened the door further. “What caused the swelling?”

She gently took the girls hand and walked with her through the hallway, not really bothering to close the door. Not exactly smart of her, but no one would really steal something from her, at least, that is what she expected. She wondered if she was even known around the other students, she doubted as she rarely got into contact with them. Carella found the way to the kitchen and started searching for some ice, not bothering to ask anyone since she wanted to get out of there as fast as possible. New people made her nervous, they always had, from the beginning onwards. Perhaps a side-effect from her time at the orphanage where she was often scared and bullied by others, including the staff working there. The time there wasn’t always pleasant, but it had been useful. Finding some ice, she turned towards Megan and handed her a bag of ice. “There, that should help.” She stepped out of the kitchen and looked around quietly for a moment. She turned back towards Megan, hoping the girl would tell her what happened, as she really wondered what indeed did happen and now she wanted to find out.

Walking back to her compartment to make sure no one could steal anything from her, she dragged the girl with her into her compartment. She made some place so Megan could sit on the bed and put the drawing away and switched the music of the mp3 off so they wouldn’t be bothered by it. Furthermore, her compartment looked pretty neat, as Carella always made sure her room was neat and clean. Something she learned at both the orphanage and at home.

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For a few moments, it seemed that Carella wasn't going to respond. But then she pulled out her headphones and looked up. Oh, her music must have been too loud to properly hear her. Megan was about to repeat the question when Carella repeated the last part. "Ice? I think there will be some in the kitchen." Megan would have facepalmed herself if that wouldn't have caused her forehead to swell even further. How had she not thought of that? "What caused the swelling?"

She was about to answer when Carella took her by the hand and brought her to the kitchen. Surprisingly, they didn't pass anyone on the way. This seemed a little odd. Wasn't it almost time for the boat to leave? Maybe her sense of timing had been thrown off. Once at the kitchen, Megan looked around for a worker. There had to be somebody around that knew where to find stuff. Carella seemed to know what she was doing, however, and quickly found a bag of ice. "Thanks. Now my head won't explode." Megan grinned. Carella seemed to be waiting expectantly for something, but before Megan could ask what, they were off again. They quickly made it back to Carella's compartment and re-entered. The door was wide open, which might have accounted to the girl's swiftness in moving to the kitchen and back. Nobody likes getting stuff stolen.

While Carella cleared a space on the bed, Megan glanced around the room. It was definitely neater than hers would ever be. "How did you get your place to look so clean? All I've done in mine is put my stuff in it, but it already looks messier than this?" Megan sat down on the edge of Carella's bed. A sudden trickle of ice-cold water in her hand reminded her that she had an ice pack for a reason. Megan carefully held the ice against her head. "Thanks again." Now that they were settled, she had enough time to properly answer Carella's question from earlier. She giggled quietly. "I had just put all my stuff into my compartment when a gray cat ran past the door. I stepped out to see what was going on, and a boy in my year slammed into me. He fell down, but luckily the wall kept me up." Megan gestured towards her head. "With a little bit of a price, mind you."

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Carella smiled faintly and scratched the back of her head in a shy manner. “Oh well… I’ve been taught to keep everything clean at all costs… So yeah…” She never mentioned her ‘parents’ or the orphanage, she never exactly liked talking about them. Well, she didn’t mind talking about her adoption parents, but just not about the orphanage. She listened to Megan, smiled and nodded. ”That makes perfectly sense.” She smiled again and looked around her room for a moment. “You’re in your fifth year, aren’t you? Where the O.W.L.S. take place. Those are pretty important, I guess.”

She had passed her O.W.L.S. without any trouble really. It had been rather easy for her, but then again, she had studied very hard for those exams because she had wanted to pass with one of the highest scores. And she scored highest of the class. She had felt proud back then, but now it had kind of faded and she was rather shy about it. She looked towards Megan and smiled. “If you want, I can help you tidy up your compartment. It does make everything easier, especially if you know where to find stuff and such.” Smiling once more, Carella saw the picture of her and Turco on the ground. She cocked her head, had she accidently let it fall?

Bending down, she picked up the picture and smiled, but there was worry too. She hoped her dog would be alright and just the same when she returned, but the vet had warned her that she might find her home empty, without Turco there to greet her as he would usually do. It pained her, scared her even. She hoped it wouldn’t be true but kept it in her head so she wouldn’t be that disappointed if she returned home and Turco would not be there. She just hoped he would be there, jumping, barking and wagging his tail as he always did whenever she came home. Even if she had been gone for just a few minutes, it was clear that they shared a close bond. That's why she had been rather unwilling to go back to school, but her adoption parents said it would be better for her, and that they would take care of Turco. She hoped everything was alright at home, and that she wouldn't get a letter that her dog had passed away and that, when she would come home, he wouldn't be there.

Carella sighed softly.

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