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Mnemosyne Serendale

Dare to be your own person.

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a character in “Hogwarts: A Dark New Age”, as played by Temperance

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MnemosynexSerenadale

"If you aren't your authentic self, then you're nothing but a coward" - Mnemosyne

Nageki no Oto [Recollections of the past]
Replicare [Reoccurring nightmares]
Titanium [Unshakable]




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F U L LxxN A M ExxxMnemosyne Serendale

N I C K N A M E SxxxNemo

A G Exxx18

H O U S ExxxGryffindor

G E N D E RxxxFemale

B L O O Dxx xxxPureblood

E T H N I C I T YxxxCaucasian

S E X U A L I T YxxxAsexual - Panromantic

Y E A RxxxSeventh

H E XxxxDarksalmon



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H E I G H Txxx 5'7

W E I G H Txxx 110

E Y ExxC O L O R
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H A I RxxC O L O Rxxx Platinum Blonde

O V E R A L LxxA P P E A R A N C ExxxMnemosyne appears like an intense and intimidating individual most of the time. Her default expression is something of boredom or annoyance, unless she's laughing. She has long platinum blonde hair, and is very fair skinned, though naturally beautiful, often wears makeup. Her style generally varies, but she dresses very feminine or very bold most of the time.


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P E R S O N A L I T Yxxx Mnemosyne, at her core is a very tender hearted person. That isn't so say however, that she is a push over, or weak minded in any way. She is in fact, quite the opposite. She is very strong willed, resilient, and has a very strong sense of self. You will never find her blindly following any one person, or any particular ideals, as she is a free thinker, and not afraid to stand by her values. She is very down to earth, and highly introspective, knowing and accepting her strengths and weaknesses, and unlike many people, does not pretend to be anything that she truly isn't. She in fact, has no respect for people that behave that way. She is very genuine and appreciates the same, never conforming to anyone. On the other hand, Mnemosyne is also very sarcastic, and the type to poke fun at her closest of friends, within reason of course. To those closest to her, she is usually very playful, but she sometimes has a dry sense of humor, or deadpan humor, that can go over people's heads. She's also been told more than a few times that she's a bit of a ball buster, and takes a bit too much pleasure in putting people in their place.

Though she doesn't have many friends, Mnemosyne is very protective of those she cares about. She is a very compassionate person, and she admires those who are also kind and compassionate as well. It is generally easy for people to open up to her, especially since she is an open book herself. She's very raw in her delivery, and straight forward. She can come across as rude or blunt, and she is aware, but generally doesn't care about how people perceive her. She is usually a great listener, but generally only if she likes or respects the person. Otherwise, she is rather inattentive, and her mind will generally wander. Mnemosyne is generally perceived however, as rude, reserved, stuck up, hostile, and aggressive. This can be because she is very selectively of her company, and generally is more of one to speak whenever she either likes you and wants to know about you, or actually has something significant to say. She is also aggressive, though generally in a defensive manner, as she will always stand up for those that seem as though they need it. She hates when people are picked on, or there is wrong doing around her, that no one is doing anything about. She can go from sweet to toxic towards anyone that seems as though they are in fact, not worthy of her kindness.

Mnemosyne is also very loyal and honest to a fault. She doesn't like to lie to people, and loathes when it's done to her, and she will know. Mnemosyne has always been able to read people really well, and has also had a knack for figuring people out, much to their dismay. She tends to see through people's bullshit, and is the first to call it out, to their faces. She is also highly intuitive, but tends to rely more on logic and reason when it comes to making decisions. Due to past events, she is a little jaded, although somehow has remained a realist through it all. This isn't always appreciated by her company, especially optimistic people, that choose to live with their head in the clouds, and hate to have their bubble busted. Mnemosyne also has a blatant disregard for what is appropriate in a conversation, in terms of what should not be said, she also is not one for formalities.

Though she tends not to seem it, she can be highly competitive, albeit a bit selectively. She generally doesn't communicate verbally, or non verbally that she is, but if you know her well enough, you'll pick up on it. She has a tendency to like being underestimated, and loves to be the underdog, or perceived as such. In her studies, she is a little bit lazy, and though she has perfect grades, it's hard to tell whether or not it is from having a photographic memory, or from actual study. She generally excels most at whatever she is genuinely interested in. She is however, always capable if she applies herself, and is very adaptable, and generally can teach herself anything, though she is a quick study in general.



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L I K E S xxx

* Technology, gaming
* Animals, nature, scenery, wildlife
* Poetry, writing, reading, photography, music
* The ocean, snow, the cold, night time, water, swimming
* Interesting people, learning new things, the unknown
* Fitness, training
* Fencing, sword fighting, fighting, dueling
* Charms, care of magical creatures, d.a.d.a
* Creating defensive charms
* Playing musical instruments, singing, orchestra
* Muggles, the muggle world

Mnemosyne has always been a gamer at heart, always leaning more towards the muggle world. She makes a living gaming competitively, being a part of esports, and streaming. I addition to competitive gaming, she grew up loving to sing, and started taking classical singing lessons as a child, she now does that on the side, and has released several classical albums. She however, never was into performing live, and made the conscious decision to let everything remain digital. She also loves audio engineering, which was something she picked up having to work with her own music, and tends to make friends sing for her, so she can mix them for fun. Photography and modeling are also interests of hers, especially portrait photography, but photography is something she does not get to do too much of. She also loves magical creatures, and tends to try and tame everything with a heartbeat when in the wizarding world. Creatures generally take to her very well, unless they have a darker nature naturally. Because she's secretly competitive, she loves dueling, however she generally doesn't actively seek it out. She is also a fan of fencing, and sometimes joins tournaments in the muggle world, to date she has won two. Martial arts for exercise is also something she thoroughly enjoys, as well as random craft sprees, and divination.

D I S L I K E S xxx

* Authority figures, self proclaimed anything
* Dishonesty, ignorance, rudeness, closed mindedness, show-offs, try-hards, self absorbed people
* Being useless, having nothing to do
* Bullies, people who take advantage of others
* Cowardice
* Overly flirtatious people, fake people
* The rules about magic
* Pampered individuals, spoiled brats
* Parties
* Pure bloods who hate 'muggles' (which is most)
* Having nightmares


S T R E N G T H S xxx Mnemosyne's ability to think for herself, see the bigger picture, and think objectively makes her a good addition to any group of people, or a good choice as a leader, or assistant of one. She's very good under pressure, and her natural instinct is generally to protect those around her. She has a photographic memory, which she generally abuses in studies, and is intelligent, how much so is up to debate, as most people believe her to simply abuse the gift she's been given. Mnemosyne is also highly creative, and a very out of the box thinker, capable of thinking of elaborate ideas, and she is always open to trying new things. She can be very unconventional, and embraces being different. Mnemosyne is also a very talented fencer, as well as a capable hand to hand combat fighter, simply due to a love of martial arts.

F L A W S xxx Mnemosyne can be a control freak, especially when she knows she is the best at something among her company, she is also very stubborn, and sometimes is so insistent on doing the right thing, that it becomes a detriment to her own health. She has also gone to great lengths to prove a point, and can stress herself out to the point of anxiety attacks.

S E C R E T S xxx The rumors of her killing her parents, are in fact true. How it happened, is what people get wrong.

F E A R S xxx Mnemosyne has always been a bit of a longer, so one of her fears is dying alone, as well as finding people that she eventually holds dear to her, and hurting them, or them leaving her. She is also afraid of not living up to her potential, and being refused opportunities because of her past.



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W A N D xxx Thestral tail hair, rowan.

P A T R O N U S xxx Thestral

B R O O M xxx Firebolt

F A M I L I A R xxx A phoenix, named Remi.

B O G G A R T xxx Herself, surrounded by dead loved ones.

A M O R T E N T I A xxx HERE

F A V O R I T ExXS U B J E C T xxx Defense against the dark arts and care of magical creatures.

F A V O R I T ExXP R O F E S S O R xxx HERE

T A L E N T Sxxx Charms; especially defensive ones, curses, hexes, non verbal/wandless magic, transfiguration, parseltonge.
W E A K N E S S E S Potions, arithmacy. Stubborn, doesn't always follow orders, can over commit, anxiety attacks, self sacrificing.



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H I S T O R Y xxx Mnemosyne is rather notorious for being the witch who killed her family at a young age. While only a few people know the exact details, it is in fact the truth. Mnemosyne was born a pure blood, into a family without the typical values of such. Though different from most, her mother and father were both accomplished wizards that were renowned in the wizarding world for their accomplishments and contributions in their jobs. Her mother was an auror while her father worked for the ministry of magic. Though previously an auror himself, after she was born he desired a change of pace and a job which no longer put his life in danger. Neither of her parents were able to spend too much time with her, however they always made an effort to do so. A single child, she spent most of her time to herself buried in books when she was young. Oddly enough her abilities manifested at a really young age, which was about six. Because she was unable to start Hogwarts, she was given the opportunity to come to work with her mother and father to observe them. While strange to most, she found it very enjoyable, though at that young age for the reason of just being around her parents. It was this however, that gave her a lot of the knowledge that she has today.

Not having many friends her age, she started to forge friendships with those older than her, which she learned a lot from growing up. Till this day Mnemosyne cannot recall an actual childhood friend that she had, however she would trade the other friendships for the friends in which she desired at that time. One day while home with her parents, they were attacked by a large group of dementors which seemed to be somehow aiding several dark wizards, also present at the time. Though her mother and father had told Mnemosyne to hide and told her not to come out until it was safe, she snuck out of the house onto what was the battlefield with her parents and the dark wizards in which attacked them. The last thing she saw were several cloaked figures leaving the scene, as the dementors headed towards her mother and father whom both lay injured. Unable to defend himself, a dementor easily sucked the soul of her father - his body laying stone cold on the ground. After watching this happen Mnemosyne screamed in horror, running to her mother to defend her. Her mother quickly threw her aside, and cast her patronous in order to defend them both, but it was of no use, due to the numbers which surrounded her. As she looked at her father and back at her mother, Mnemosyne found herself crawling to the wand still in her father's hand, which she pried out of it, and then running towards her mother which impulsively she would be the first child to successfully cast the killing curse on. Immediately after, she would use it on her father, who lay there only breathing, but as a shell of himself.

Everything after that moment, faded to black. Mnemosyne till this day has no recollection of what happened at that time, although she thinks about it often. After the death of her parents, she was forced to be adopted by a muggle family, after being deemed unfit to be put in jail. Her muggle family was very different, as they were large in numbers and often spent a lot of time together. They became aware of Mnemosyne being a wizard really early after the adoption, but were very accepting of it. Mnemosyne took up a lot of hobbies such as playing musical instruments, singing, and due to an incident involving a silbing; hacking. Mnemosyne was extremely talented always being the top student in orchestra and choir. All of her grades in muggle school were perfect, always being on the honor roll which then got her to skip a grade. It was then she became able to attend wizarding school, which she had been excited to do ever since she knew what it was. From her first year all the way to her sixth year, she had perfect marks. She was the start student in all of her classes, and was picked to be a prefect although that was something she loathed to do. Despite her good grades, Mnemosyne was often found getting into trouble, or causing issues among the students due to her inability to not 'do the right thing' when it came to other people. It was often an issue of someone being bullied, in which she would not tolerate.

In school she didn't have many friends, people were either afraid of her, or disliked her without even meeting her. This was typical, and something she didn't really think too much about as it didn't bother her. Loving competition, she would often duel with other wizards, and was known for her long time winning streak of duels. Sometime in her second year of school, she heard news that her mother was in a car accident, and was in emergency care. However, she never did get to see her mother, as she had died the day after. It had been such a de ja vu moment, and though she wished that she could run away from it all, she made herself stay strong both for her father and her deceased blood parents. She had worked twice as hard at her studies from then on, cramming every bit of knowledge necessary for her to succeed.

F A M I L Y xxx Mother Jennifer Slytherin, Pureblood. Her mother is considered a highly renowned and respected Slytherin witch. She's well known for her utilization of dark magic, and has been known, only by some, to be more of a dark witch. She however, now works in the ministry of magic. She has a terrible relationship with her mother, and her mother considers her to be an embarrassment, and an abomination.

Father Cal Slytherin, Pureblood. Cal, like her mother, is a highly talented wizard, whose abilities, like her own, were strong since a young age. He was originally one of the Slytherin head boys, and works as a cursebreaker. Originally, he was an aurour, although for more of his own purposes. Her relationship with her father is quite toxic, and he has disowned her as a child, considering her to not have lived up to expectations.

Sister Sarah Slytherin, Pureblood. Sarah is everything that her parents could have wanted, she excels in all areas, and is praised by her parents for her skill with dark magic, as well as her ability to defend against it. She is also an academic, that is always the head of her classes, and seeks to follow in her mother's foot steps. Mnemosyne generally stays clear of Sarah, as she believes her to be a dark witch in the making.



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H E X C O D E xxxDarksalmon
R O L E P L A Y E RxxxTemperance
F A C E C L A I M xxxCameron Dove

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The smell of fresh smoke. The rumbling of voices echoed. The clatter of metal trollies scraping across the ancient station's stone brick floor, as well as the thudding of countless footsteps of first years. The old train station that secretly held the platform known as Nine and Three quarters was alive once again. First year students were mixed among the older students that were simply saying goodbye to their loved ones and got onto the train, as the young ones shed a few tears as they'd be leaving their wizarding parents or guardians for the first time.

Where were they off to? No other place than Hogwarts, the School Of Witch Craft and Wizardry. It was once the most popular wizarding school in the world, secretly tucked away in Scotland. Hidden away from Muggle knowledge, as well as the rest of the world, that was until May 2nd, 1999. A tragic event that shook the world by storm, The Batte Of Hogwarts. The Dark Lord, whatever else one may want to call him, Lord Voldermort who was once called Tom Riddle, and his band of Death Eaters and followers attacked the school simply for the last Horcrux, as well as Pure Blood Supremacy and to end all blood ties that weren't pure. But there was one thing that stood in his way, Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived and all the students that gave their lives to help defend the old school, and each other. But as years passed, the death of Voldemort and few of his underlings still hiding in the shadows, Hogwarts had since slowly come back to its former glory.

It has been two full decades since the Battle Of Hogwarts happened, and the reopening of the school. A handful of old professors returned to the school, as well as a few others. This would be a hopeful year for the students, as some are going for their last year, or their first year at the famous school. Students young and old said their goodbyes and slowly boarded onto the train.

That was two weeks ago...






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Jessie Carter
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| Slytherin | Parseltongue x|x#026e4f |


The sun crested over the tips and walls of the ancient castle as the surrounding animals and wild life awoke with the rising sun. Most of the professors and staff were well awake for a few hours by the time came for the students to wake up and prepare for the day. After struggling to find themselves rolling out of bed, most half dressed by the time they hobbled into the Great Hall, still adjusting their uniforms, they split into groups for their respective Houses and sat down as they awaited for breakfast to be served with came in waves with varieties of food that would make any normal muggle salivate with a single smell. But for these students, it was all too common and familiar, almost immediately falling back into routine as they all woke up after finally getting some food into their bellies, well, some woke up faster than others.

Jessie was busy wiping the sleep from her eyes as she had fallen asleep far too late the previous night as the first few week gitters were still in her system. Even if it was her last year, she still felt a bit of anxiety course through her veins every year she came here, even if this was their second semester of this year. Some things just never changed apparently. But, some things did and some part of the young Slytherin could feel it. Something was off, ever since she stepped back onto the grounds, Hogwarts itself felt a bit off, even if the others didn't feel it. She was shaken from her thoughts as the tong of one of the first bells sounded, signalling they had thirty minutes left before they'd have to prepare for their morning classes.

All that the young blonde had on her mind to help distract herself from her thoughts was the fact that they'd be having a Quidditch game latter that day in the mid afternoon, with another one to follow later that night. First up would be Gryffindor vs Slytherin, and then Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw in the later hours of the day. They'd still have time, and at least she'd have something to look forward to. Not that things were ever a bore, especially considering she had all her friends, things were just tense, and she didn't think anyone else felt it, and if they did, damn were they doing a good way of hiding how they felt.

Jessie was about midway through her breakfast as she looked around the crowd of students, busily digging into their food. Her eyes scanned for a specific face, one she still didn't see since she woke up. Tilting her head to the side as she spoke, "You haven't seen Cas either right?" she asked the platinum blonde male Slytherin and wrapped one of her arms around his shoulder. "Assuming they've overslept again, huh?" she said teasingly to Eden. Removing a small piece of paper from her cloak, she quickly wrote something down and after casting a short enchantment spell, she watched as the paper formed into a small paper airplane and quickly dashed out of the Great Hall and disapeared out of sight. "That should help wake them up a bit, don't ya think?" the Slytherin teased as she put her wand back away in her cloak.

Leaning back over to Eden, laying her head on his shoulder, "You ready to fuck up some Gryffindors later today, mate?" she said with a jovial smile as she let him go from her iron grip, making sure her voice would have been heard by a few certain students that sat down from them by only a few chairs. Casting a small wink at one of the students, a certain red haired, female Gryffindor, before looking back away to her fellow House mates and listened to their ramblings as they finished their breakfast.








Castiella Monroe
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The morning sun began to streak its way through the large, stain glass windows of one of the dormitories as multiple figures were still fast asleep in their beds. Being back to the old routine after only two weeks of being back for the semester hadn't full set in yet, and often times some students were still fast asleep as others were already down to the Great Hall for breakfast. It was only when a piece of paper that was shaped like a poorly crafted airplane was sent under the crack of the dorm door and found its target in the ear of a sleeping red head. "What the fuck..?" a soft voice mumbled as the figure that received the pointed end of the paper to their ear sat up grumpily. Rubbing the sleep from their eyes, Castiella un-crumpled the paper and quickly read it over, their eyes widened. "Oh shit! We're gonna be late, again! Shit!" they cursed, tossing the blankets off of them as they quickly jumped out of bed, taking a few pillows and tossed one each at the other three sleeping forms in their respective beds. "Kai! Lex! Elise! We overslept, again! Hurry up and get dressed or we're gonna be late...Well, later than we already are!" they shouted, bare feet stumbling across cold, hard wood floors sent them quickly running to find socks. Seeing as it was still just getting into spring, someone must have forgot to set the heater in the room to go all night, which would explain the cold air in the room.

Cas came back a few short minutes later as they had finished changing into their uniform as they finished up brushing their hair and applied as minimum of makeup as they could within a few short minutes. "They're gonna kill us if we're late like this again, already. Ya'll already know the drill. I take the heat for it and you get off as easily as they'll allow. Got it? Besides, they can't be too mad at us...We're only...thirty minutes late for breakfast, fantastic." their voice dipped off into a minor mumble as they checked their watch on their left wrist. Looking back up at the others that had finished getting dressed, "Alright, let's go already, bitches." they gestured as they flung the dormitory door open and began to make their way out of the room behind the other three, while struggling with their tie as the small group made their way to the Great Hall.

The small group stumbled down the halls as they tried to quicken their pace, they needed to get there for at least fifteen minutes. Cas would feel bad if they had made everyone late and had them miss out on getting their breakfast. The four exchanged small talk and jokes as they made their way towards the main archway to the Great Hall. "Monroe? A word, if you please?" a voice called out, which caused Castiella to stop and turn their head nervously to where the voice had called from. Cas gave a small wave and gestured with their hand to give them a moment. "Hey uh, you three go on ahead, I'll just be a moment." the Hufflepuff said with a small smile as they turned and made their way over to the figure that had asked to speak with them.

Castiella shambled over with a coy smile on their face, leaning against the wall, "Morning, Professor." Cas said nervously, ringing their hands together. "I trust you slept well, Castiella." the professor said with a chipper smile. Cas sighed as they rubbed their face, "How much trouble am I in?" preparing theirself for the worst. The old woman sighed, placing a gentle hand on the student's shoulder, "Just try to keep them in check, yes? This may be your last year, but Cas. You can't drag them down with you. It's your duty as an older student, the Quidditch Captain, and most importantly Prefect to be an example." Cas gave a small nod of their head, rubbing the back of their neck as they did so, "I know...I know. I'm sorry. Things are just, rough. You know. I'll try to be better, but I will have to take this next meeting off...If that's okay?" the old professor gave Castiella a small smile, "I understand. You don't need to apologize. Just, go get some food, maybe that will wake you up a bit." Cas gave the woman a smile, "Thank you, McGonagall. I owe you." they gave the headmistress a small nod and smile before turning and made their way back to the Great Hall, and found themselves making their way to where their friends were. Cas took their seat in the middle of two of their friends, "Boom..." Cas poorly imitated the sound of an explosion as they placed their head on their hands that were placed infront of her on the table, looking up at Lex, "They're gonna kill me one of these days, I can feel it...Or worse, gonna get expelled." Cas muttered teasingly before lifting their head from the table and placing it on Lex's shoulder as they sighed.