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GenevieveE is a 19 year old (DOB: June 7, 1998) witch. She wields a 11½" Mahogany, Phoenix Feather 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 Prisoner of Azkaban and her favorite Harry Potter character is Hermione.

About Me
Known Family- Not at the moment, still trying to figure things out
Nicknames- Gene or Vivie
Status- Single
Eye's- Brown
Height- 5'1
Hair Long and red, and is a little wavy


Genevieve is a very curios girl, but sometimes that curiosity gets her in a heap of trouble. When she was younger her dad almost died in war (he was a muggle), but when he came back he was traumatized. Genevieve then discovered her strange power? She didnt know what to call it at the time, and doesnt know now either. But Genevieve 's eyes changed there color often with her mood, and then she also noticed if she thought about it, she could change her hair color to. She was amazed by it,but little did she know that her mother and her whole family was in danger.

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Genevieve's favorite thing to do is to catch a few waves with her brother once in a while !!!


Helpless Desire RETRY :C
by ~pew-pew-BANG

There I was in a narrow path.
It was dark and it was bleak.
Why did I come back here
Oh dear what do I seek?

I have been here many times before.
I can sense the deja vu.
Its been awhile since I felt the sores.
Caused by the mistake of trusting you.

Of course,that's it...
I'm looking for the one that did deceive.
Realized like a light that became lit.
What was it that made me so naive?

Why do I look for you once more?
Are you not the same?
You were once the boy I adored.
But you brought out my hidden shames.

You left me, but I followed you.
Yet all I felt was rage and hate.
I grew ever closer
And I know you heard your fate.

I wanted you so bad
Yet was hoping you were dead
Like a pathetic puppy, so sad
My heart grew heavier than lead.

Now only steps behind
Not sure whether to attack
Harboring hatred on the love you denied.
You'll now see the control that I lack.

To you I speak, I can sense your fear.
I loved you, even though unknowing what you had intend.
And for some reason still do my dear
Just too bad, now your dead.