And new worlds will begin
It's a thought so stark.

Alana Sampson
Yeah. Those Sampsons...
â|Nickname(s)|â
Grey
No one calls me Alana anymore.
â|Age|â
17
â|Birth Date|â
November 6th
â|Gender|â
Female
â|Sexual Orientation|â
Heterosexual
â|House|â
Slytherin
6th year transfer
I'm a bitch in the afternoon

Grey is of average height with a slender, graceful frame. Her dark brown eyes are often downcast and she bites her lip far too often. Her jet-black hair is wild and curly, long enough to reach down to her shoulders when straight.
â|Wand|â
10" ; Dragon Heartsting ; Oak, unyielding
â|Pet|â
Cat named Checks
â|Patronous|â
Snake
â|Boggart|â
Her mother
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

â|Personality|â
Grey is too timid, too uncertain, too anxious to really feel like she belongs in the Slytherin house. She is a nice girl and a good friend when people give her a chance, but she's spent so long being torn down that she's firmly in the habit of just keeping to herself. She'd built up a lot of walls, avoided making any connections with people, but now that she's in a new place, she's finding it harder and harder not to live. She's starting to see that... she's actually sort of funny. She's finding out that her humor is dry and a little odd at times. She's finding that she's smart, that she can do the work and excel. But, the process is slow. Her insecurities are still raw and on the surface and Slytherin is not a place for the fragile.
In general, Grey is soft. Fragile. But very rarely, something inside of her just... snaps. Something nasty rises up inside of her and she does something vile and vindictive and manipulative. And when it's over she spends a long time looking in the mirror, wondering if she could ever truly like what she sees.

â|History|â
Grey is from Atlanta, Georgia in the United States. Her mother is Gloria Sampson, renown throughout the Americas as a True Seer. She advises the Head of the Department of the Magic and writes a weekly advice column for the most popular magical newspaper in the Americas, Phoenix's Post. She is the darling of that part of the magical world, universally loved wherever she goes.
No one sees the monster under the surface.
No one sees that Gloria is shrewd, that she is calculating. At every turn, she cultivates the image of sweet, sagely Gloria Sampson with "accidental" encounters with beaming school children and glowing photo spreads of their warm, immaculate home. But behind closed doors, Gloria is clear. Everything is an act. Everyone is a prop. Including her own daughter.
Gloria's motherly instincts waned quickly as Grey grew out of a cute, compliant baby into an unruly toddler, into a gawky preteen, into a downtrodden young woman. Barely a day could go by without Gloria criticizing something of Grey's whether it be her appearance, her intelligence, her performance in school, or her demeanor around the press. Grey considered it a good day if she got away with no more than a criticism. Gloria's punishments when Grey dared to embarrass her were swift and brutal.
Grey was living at home when the Incident came about. Most students at the American School for Magic slept in the dorms, but Gloria had long ago decided that Grey could not be trusted to be outside of her supervision for so long. As finals approached and the pressure built, Gloria's treatment of her daughter worsened. Finally, two days before finals, Grey snapped. She lashed out at a classmate who had been picking on her for years, had a devastating meltdown, and confided her mother's treatment of her in a teacher, who confronted her mother. Grey was prepared for her mother to finally murder her, but somehow, instead she was shipped her to England instead.
She hasn't quite determined which would have been worse.
Lianne La Havas
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