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To Die, To Sleep. To Sleep, Perchance, To Dream.x
Monster - Walking On Cars
Never Enough - Loren Allred
Bury A Friend - Billie Eilish

F U L LXN A M E
Skye Sakura Maeda

N I C K N A M E (S)
Mae

B I R T H D A Y
October 19

A G E
16

Y E A R
6

S E X U A L I T Y
Demisexual, Panromantic

E T H N I C I T Y
Half Japanese, half English

H O M E T O W N
London, England

H E X
speech; #5b2026 | thought ; #205b55

S T Y L E
Skye's style seems to be constantly shifting, changing. But there's one thing that's always constant, and that's that she's a rocker at heart. Her eyes are often rimmed with dark makeup, drawing attention to those dark eyes. She loves ripped denim, leather, and dark colours. When in her uniform, she expresses this with her makeup and her jewellery, going as brave as she can get away with. When she's out of her uniform, she can wear anything from graphic band tees, ripped jeans, and leather jackets to tight, revealing tops, leather trousers, and heels.

H E I G H T & W E I G H T
5'9", 140lb

A P P E A R A N C E
Skye is a metamorphagus, meaning she can change her appearance at will. However, she tends to stick to the same appearance the majority of the time, mostly to keep the staff off her back. Skye's dark, almond shaped eyes are what most people tend to notice about her. Her skin is a light brown all year around, darkening to a bronze when she spends a lot of time in the sun. Her hair is naturally dark brown, but she frequently plays around with the colour. At the moment, she prefers to rock a blonde bayalage, but it's not uncommon to see her with pink or blue hair. When she isn't in school, she likes to make tattoos appear on her skin. She particularly likes animals but it varies depending on her mood. Her appearance can also change subconsciously depending on her mood, especially her hair and any tattoos.

L I K E S
As Gryffindor Team Captain, it's no surprise that Skye adores Quidditch. She's frequently found listening to rock music, but also loves 80's pop. When she can get away with it, she loves her bright coloured hair. When it comes to her clothing, she sticks to black and grey. She's almost always sporting black nail polish and eyeliner. When it comes to people, she is always drawn to aftershave and perfume, that being the trait she most frequently notices about people. She likes people who are unafraid to be themselves. She loves iced coffee and has perfected her own recipe for it.

D I S L I K E S
She hates regular coffee for some irrational reason. She detests bigots and hypocrites and isn't afraid to say so. Roses are strongly overrated in her opinion, especially the smell. Fish turns her stomach. She really isn't a fan of opera or death metal. She hates being judged by her appearance, especially given how easily she can shift and change it. The pressure her mother puts her under has nearly driven her to ruin on more than one occasion.

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Skye is a Gryffindor to her core. The Sorting Hat barely had to touch her head before it declared her to be among the brave of heart, and it isn’t difficult to see why. Skye was the child confronting the bullies, the girl chasing away the angry dog, the student who climbed up a tree to retrieve a ball. She’s got an extremely black and white sense of right and wrong, and was raised to treat everyone equally, regardless of who they are. She’s bright and unafraid of hard work, but she can play just as hard, especially when it comes to Quidditch. She’s loyal to a fault, and will stand by her friends until the very end.

Her biggest flaw is the mammoth chip on her shoulder. The youngest of four children, she’s constantly being compared to her siblings. No matter what she does, she never seems to be good enough. She’s not as brave as her eldest brother, who confronted a rogue Hippogriff and won. She’s not as good at Quidditch as her other brother, who led the house team to victory in his fifth year. She’s not as smart as her sister, who consistently got straight O’s in her exams. Skye feels like she has something to prove, and this leads her to danger. She feels like she has to prove herself as a Gryffindor. She pushes herself far beyond a safe point. During her OWLs, she worked herself to exhaustion and collapsed immediately after her final exam. Being as good as one of her siblings is never good enough, she has to match them all.

She’s stubborn and arrogant on the surface. She’s stubborn and deeply insecure deep down. She’s constantly comparing herself to everyone around her and to everyone in her life. Her father was her rock, the only person who believed in her, who really knew who she was. She came out to him before he died, and he’s one of the only people who knows. Her mother disapproves of Skye's blatant use of her metamorphagus abilities, disapproves of her NEWT subject choices, of pretty much everything she does. Skye's fraying at the edges from the pressure. She's finding it harder and harder to believe that anyone can ever really love her, that anyone even really likes her.

H I S T O R Y
Rose and Saichi met at a conference in London and fell in love almost immediately. They were married within two years. They had always wanted a big family, and their careers were secondary to this lifelong dream. Both came from a rich family and both had the money to give up work. Both were at home for the early years of their first three kids. However, when Skye was three, Rose decided to go back to work. Her older siblings were in school, so Skye had lots of time with just her father. They were incredibly close as Skye grew up.

His third year in Hogwarts, Hiro dealt with a Hippogriff that went rogue and escaped without injury. Arthur was made team captain of the Quidditch Team in his fifth year. Hazel achieved straight O's in her OWLs with what seemed to be minimal effort. So by the time Skye started in Hogwarts, the Maeda name meant something. Skye had big shoes to fill; and it seemed that she didn't even fit in any of them. She was brave, she was good at Quidditch, and she was bright. But she wasn't as good as her siblings, it seemed. She was encouraged to find her own path, but it seemed that her mother wanted more. She felt that Skye was a disappointment.

But the support of her father helped her get through it. Her father took pride in everything she did. He never compared her to her siblings and cherished her as she was. A metamorphagus himself, he'd turn his hair the same colour as hers to make her laugh, he'd duel her to help her improve, he'd give her tips on her aim with Bludgers. So when she found out he was sick, she was destroyed. She spent as much time possible with him. She was doing her OWLs at the time, and this stress only added to it. She collapsed after her final exam due to exhaustion. She came out to her dad a few days before he died. This is her first year going back to Hogwarts without his steady support, and she's more worried than she wanted to say.

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Skye Maeda's Story

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#2019-04-25 21:53:26, as written by Wolf's Bane109

September 1st

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 courters 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 the year of 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 prior. 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 with years passed, the death of Voldemort and few of his underlings still hiding in the shadows, Hogwarts has slowly come back to its former glory. It has been eight years 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.

Among the students that boarded the train, was a rather well known blonde haired, female Slytherin. She had shown promise in the past few years not only in Quidditch, but as a spell caster and a future healer as she had shown great interest in healing spells. The young Witch silently boarded the train with few supplies as she had come alone, as she always had years prior, even her first year she came by herself, only to have been greeted by Professor Slughorn. He had helped her with her things, picking out her wand and pet, and her books. But that was years ago, and now she was by herself.

She stepped onto the train and walked silently to the back of the train, and sat in an empty coach by herself, as the voices of countless students sounded throughout the small train. She sat by the window on the side and put down her book bag and removed a small book from the bag, it was one of her long time favorites and read silently as she resumed to go into the world of ALice In Wonderland, cutting out the outside world entirely as she read.

Meanwhile on the platform outside, a small brown haired girl stood, gazing at the station that housed the old train she had been told about by the one that helped bring her here, none other than Rubeus Hagrid, the caretaker of magical creatures. He helped her find her wand at Olivander's, her pet which she chose a small, white ferret, and her books. He gave her goodbye as she would have to be on the train by herself, and that he'd see her when she arrived at the school. The young girl nervously gripped her small bag that was on her back, holding Lily closely to her body as she stepped onto the train.

She was accidentally slammed into the side of the train as a much larger student accidentally walked into her, "Sorry!" he yelled as he looked over his shoulder, which only caused her to give him an awkward smile and in almost a whisper spoke, "It's okay...M-My bad." she stuttered and continued walked down the aisle of the train, trying to find any spaces where she could sit. All had been full that she saw, and slowly made her way to the back of the train, where an almost entirely empty coach was open, as a blonde girl was sitting in one of the spots, reading a book.

The young girl smiled as she nervously spoke to the woman sitting in the seat, "I-is it okay if I take a seat? A-all the others are full..." she said with a timid voice.

The blonde woman looked up and smiled when she saw the young girl ask if it was alright to sit with her, "Of course, sit wherever you want." she said with a small nod, glancing at the girl, then back at the book.

The young girl smiled, and trolled into the room, and sat down on the opposite side of the room, placing her bag down and held Lily close to her, in her lap. "My name's Violet. Violet Marsden..A-and you?" she asked with a small tinge of nervousness in her voice, while she was outgoing, she couldn't help but be filled with immense anxiety that filled her.

The older girl gave a brief smile and nodded, putting her book in her lap, "It's nice to meet you, Violet. I'm Jessie Carter. Nervous? As I can tell it's your first year. You'll be fine, I'm sure of it." she gave her a gentle nod.

Violet gave her a cheery smile as the woman that introduced herself seemed nice enough, "Th-thank you, Miss Carter. I've just never been out of London before, never mind to a different country." she said with a nervous chuckle.

Jessie gave the girl a small chuckle, which was almost entirely undetectable, "Jessie will do just fine. But as I said, Hogwarts will be your new home, and you'll be fine. Nothing has happened aside from what happened on my first year. Besides, if anything does, you'll have plenty of stong Witches and Wizards by your side." she gave a small grin.

Violet's eyes widened at the mention of a terrible event, "Y-you mean you were there? At the Battle? I only heard small parts of it..I'm sorry about that.." she said with a tone of sadness.

Jessie shook her head, "H-how about we don't talk about that, huh? Everything will be fine. You'll be sorted into a House and everything will be just peachy, alright?" she said to the small girl, who only nodded and as they waited for the rest of the passengers to board they made small talk for a few more moments.

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#2019-04-26 00:18:47, as written by partially-stars

SKYE MAEDA
gryffindor - #5b2026 - outfit

The hustle and bustle of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters never failed to make Skye a little more at ease. Especially now that it was only her mother trailing along behind her, the constant calming presence of her father gone. "Skye. Your hair is... changing colour." The venom in her voice was evident, and Skye clenched her jaw, taking a deep breath to return her hair back to blonde. She kissed her mother on the cheek, before swinging her trunk, broom and Koneko's cage into the train. She made her way down the train, looking for either a friendly face or an empty compartment. Finding an apparent lack of the former, she settled for the latter, leaving Koneko's cage on the seat beside her.

She exhaled heavily, trying to keep her calm. The parting of her and her mother and been brief and tense. It was so different to the laughter with her father, seeing who could change their appearance the most before Skye's mother noticed. For the first few years, Saichi had carried all of Skye's stuff, and it was only by her insistence that he let her carry her broom, but he insisted on carrying her trunk. Her mother had made no such offer.

She missed him more than she was going to admit. Her mother was ice cold, not showing emotion, and she knew that if Skye showed any emotion, she'd see it as a form of weakness. Saichi had told his daughter to cry if she needed to. Rose had always viewed it with disdain.

Skye sighed, throwing her feet up on the seat across from her. This year would be better, she told herself. It would be good.

OLLIE MARTIN
ravenclaw - #74908f - outfit

Ollie had spent the last two weeks trying to think about how he was going to make his grand entrance. The more grand of his plans had been halted by a lack of magical ability. He'd wanted to storm in with a rainbow flag tied around his shoulders like a cape. But then his dad had decided to come with him to King's Cross, make a few days out of it, have some quality time in London. And as much as his father had embraced who Ollie was, Ollie didn't want to make his dad uncomfortable. But the rainbow flag was stashed in his trunk, and he hadn't ruled out storming into the Great Hall wearing it as a cape.

The hug with his dad was a little awkward, but still nice. Neither of them were good at goodbyes, but the hug said enough. There was a time when he would hesitate to touch Ollie. And now his dad initiated the hug, holding him tight. Ollie pulled away, eager to find his friends. He promised his dad he would write and hauled his belongings onto the train. As he made his way up the train, looking for a friendly face, he said his hellos, keeping an eye out for someone he knew.

It was wonderful to be back. He would be lying if he said there wasn't a little bit of fear. He was going to live out his life, his true self. He didn't know how people would react. He didn't know if people would still like him, but he wasn't going to hide. He'd come to that conclusion as he'd lay in the hospital, the healing magic doing it's thing. He was going to live his truth.

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#2019-05-04 21:44:37, as written by Wolf's Bane109

"Hogwarts will always welcome you home."

JESSIE CARTER
Slytherin- #4abab4 - outfit

Time had passed by slowly as the other students finally said their goodbyes to their loved ones and guardians, and filed onto the train and took their seats. For the most part, Jessie was content with being in an almost empty compartment aside from the new girl, but a part of her was rather disappointed and felt a bit dejected that none of her friends from past years had come to look for her, maybe they would later. But for now she cared about getting to the school, this year was going to be good, she could tell.

As time passed, Jessie and the younger girl made conversation and small talk every now and then, and eventually, they arrived to the old school. When the train had come to a complete stop the students began to exit the train, taking whatever they brought with them. Meanwhile, Jessie had only the small book bag with her as she usually left her things at the school in her dormitory, as her family practically forbid her to take anything from school with her, aside from her cat and owl, and a few other small things that could fit in the bag. Jessie sighed and stood up, as Fenrir jumped off of the seat next to her and onto the floor and followed her out the door.

Eventually, she was lost among the crowd of students and slowly the crowd made their way into the castle, and took their seats in their respective spots depending on what houses they had been sorted into years ago, while the first year students remained standing and awaited being sorted into whatever house they would be put into for the remainder of their time at the school in the following years to come.

Jessie took her seat where the rest of the members of her house were, seeing some familiar faces among the Slytherin house, as well as some in Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and of course...Gryffindor. Patiently and silently she waited as the Headmistress stood up from where she was sitting at the center of the long table at the front and center of the Great Hall.

"Welcome, to new and old students. To those who are new, and to those that may be coming here for your final year, may the Sorting Ceramony begin." she spoke with viger and nastalgia, as she always loved seeing who would be sorted into what house.

VIOLET MARSDEN
Hufflepuff- Magenta - Dress

Meanwhile, for the young girl that sat with Jessie, time went by even slower for her. Anxiety rang high, and she couldn't help but have a large an slowly ever growing pit in her stomach as the train was finally filled with all the students, and the train began to be ready for departure. No turning back now, huh..?, she thought to herself as she held her small ferret close to her body as the train made its way to the school.

Thankfully, the girl she had been traveling with so far had been kind enough to her, and made her feel at slight more ease as they made small talk all the way there. From what their life was like outside school, allbeit the older girl was more reserved for what she said, to the life they'd be living at school, to how magic worked at the school, etc. Finally the train had made its way into the station, and slowly stopped, and eventually, the students began to disperse.

In the past, first years would be separated from the older students and would arrive at the school on small row boats, but with the events that had happened years ago, they couldn't risk something happening again and had since combined the means of transportation for the younger and older students. Violet watched as Jessie stood up and grabbed her things and left the small couch, leaving Violet alone, who only clambered her things together and quickly tried to follow Jessie. But she was lost amongst the crowd and was pushed back as she saw Jessie disappear into the crowd of older students.

Eventually, the large crowd had made its way to the castle, and eventually up to the long stairs cases and pathways, and eventually the long halls that lead into The Great Hall, where the Sorting Ceremony would be held. Violet could feel a tightening in her chest, as well as her palms beginning to sweat as she knew what was going to take place.

Soon, the older students took their seats where Violet guessed they had been sorted into, the four well-known houses. She wondered what house she would be put into, and what kind of friends she would make along the way, only time would soon tell. As she was lost in her thoughts, she was taken out of them as Violet heard her name be called from the crowd.

"Violet Marsden, please step forward!" Headmistress McGonagall exclaimed as she looked at the small group of remaining students. She had taken into account that this year had been the smallest group of first years in the past recent times. Odd happening to be sure, she thought to herself.

The young girl blinked and slowly felt her feet move forwards in the direction of the hat that who she assumed was the Headmistress she had been told about. Violet nervously moved forward until she was at the small, wooden seat that was before her, she took a deep breath and turned around, sitting down on the small wooden fixture beneath her. Violet closed her eyes as she felt a slight pressure on her head as the old leather hat was placed.

"Hhmm..." the article of what would be clothing began to mumble under its breath. "What do we have here...A Marsden...A bloodline I haven't had the pleasure of in some time. Tell me, Violet, what do you treasure most?" it questioned the young girl as it sat upon her head.

Violet's eyes widened as the hat spoke to her, and thought to herself. What did she treasure most? By that, did it mean what virtue did she treasure most? Bravery? Ambition? Cleverness? No...While she did treasure those, they weren't her strongest.

The hat made a small nod of what would be its head, if it had one. "I see. So...The House that best suits you is..."

..

"Hufflepuff!" the old hat exclaimed after a moment of silence.

Violet's eyes opened as the hat spoke, and felt her heartbeat speed up a bit as it was revealed what house she would be put into.

The hat was lifted off of her head by the Headmistress who gave her a kind smile and nod of her head as she spoke, "Hufflepuff it is, Miss Marsden." she gave the young girl a smile once more as she waved her on, and began to read the rest of the few names that were on the parchment paper.

Violet gathered her thoughts and nodded as she stood up, and walked to the crowd of Hufflepuffs that gladly welcomed the new addition to their House. Violet couldn't help but smile as the older and fellow younger students welcomed her with open arms and cheer and hugs.

As they all settled down they watched as the rest of the first years were sorted. Some more went to Hufflepuff, then to Ravenclaw, and the most were then evenly split into Gryffindor and Slytherin. And after all was said and done with the Sorting Ceremony, the Great Feast began as food was brought out and placed infront of the students. Who all began to dig in and chat amongst their fellow house members and friends.

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Skye Maeda

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a character in “Hogwarts: Dark Secrets Of The Past”, originally authored by partially-stars, as played by RolePlayGateway

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