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f53beae1a62c50a aka Echo is a 18 year old (DOB: February 17, 1999) pure-blood witch living in Oakvale orphanage. She wields a 13¾" Hawthorn, Hippogriff Talon wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat. Her favorite Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets and her favorite Harry Potter character is Ginny.

About Me
Thorn never knew anything about her parents, abandoned from birth on Oakvale orphanage doorsteps. At the age of nine Oakvale was terrorised. The whole village was burnt and killed except for little Thorn who hid in the orphanage, it was scalded around her but the brickwork wouldn't catch fire; she stayed there in that empty, creepy village which was to be slowly rotted away and covered in all matter of forest plants. Life went on about it and the only part left of Oakvale was that brick child prison in which she stayed until the hogwarts letter. A place to live where she wouldn't be shunned because of other bullys running away crying after attempting to tease her.

Thorn has long, dark, sky blue hair and lilac eyes, she plays the part of a weakling but is really a strong fighter. She is a trickster and very strong willed.


Pets:White Balverine called Fluffy, a Raven called kree and a small mouse like creature called Filli
Down by the reeds
Down by the reeds
Swim the sirens of Oakvale
Out to the seas.

Down by the reeds
Down by the reeds
Float the souls left unbroken
by White Balverines

Down by the reeds
Night-blooming weeds
Embrace those who go dancing,
In sad moonlit dreams.

Down by the reeds
A twisted path leads
To Banshees who breathe out
A cold winter breeze.

Nobody knows.
Nobody sees.
The sirens of Oakvale.
Down by the reeds.


A silent stalker she haunts the halls
Chanting out her mournful calls
Her face is pale as the gleaming moon
Ebony eyes from an enclosing doom

Behind her hair she hides her face
Reminding all their unnatural fate
Barely there she laughs to herself
Then back to her crowded mind she melts

She's always silent but has lots to say
A deadly curse she puts into play
Beware her stares and hurtful words
For into the plan for you she'll lure

An innocent face can be quite misleading
For when she's done she'll leave you bleeding
Heed this message to you I give
She rarely lets the others live.

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