Kennith Eadley

Backstory

Name: Kennith Marie Eadley
Status: First-year Hogwarts Student
House: Slytherin
Wand: 11' oak wood with dragon heartstring core: very springy.
Blood Status: Muggleborn


Squib. Magic-stealer. Mudblood. I was so done with those names, I actually hurt myself trying to be rid of them.

I was born in America, to a family to muggles. Ilvermorny wouldn't except me, because it was apparently too risky to take in anyone below the half blood status due to political issues, but Hogwarts offered to take me in. My parents were so happy for me, they didn't want me to waste any opportunity to learn magic, so I was immediately shipped away to England so that i could attend school.

For awhile, the wizarding world was dazzling. I loved everything I saw, and I made several amazing friends while on the Hogwarts express. I studied all about the houses and the basic life of those who lived around magic, and learned a few simple but useful spells. Everything seemed happy, everything seemed perfect. I couldn't believe how lucky I was to be part of such a community.

When I got to Hogwarts, I was sorted into the Slytherin house. I was so surprised! i wrote letters to my parents, talking how I got into the house originally formed for the purebloods. One of my best friends was in the house with me, a girl by the name of Sydney Campbell. We were so close, I told her everything. My troubles, my hopes, my story. I told her everything except a single fact: I was a muggleborn witch. About a month later, i broke the news to her, beginning to take pride in my blood status as I had seen so little discrimination in the wizarding community of the U.K.

I should have kept my mouth shut.

Every word I had said to her, every secret and every trouble I spoke to her about, was put out for everyone to hear, along with the fact I was muggleborn. People who had always been so kind to me started calling me names. I was shoved into furniture as I walked the halls of Hogwarts. Even the Bloody Baron began to treat me harshly. I felt so alone, trying to just concentrate on my studies and not think about how horribly I had been treated. But it all failed, and I slowly fell into a deep depression.

A quarter way through the year, I got so sick of being called all those horrible names, I ran out to the lake, only to find that Sydney was there, hanging out with her new gang. They caught sight of me immediately, and began to shove me around, one of them even putting a tongue-twisting hex on me, so that i could only stutter words. I had begun to cry, and had backed into the lake. One of them pushed me down, so that I fell into the water.

I felt so alone in that moment, while they all laughed and taunted me, yelling insults into my face. All I had felt that entire year was sadness, loneliness, but the way they were laughing sparked anger in me.

I kicked Sydney, kicked her so hard she fell over in pain, and I smiled. Half the others bent down to see if she was alright, the other half retaliated against me. I fought against them, having been in several other fist fights before, and knowing how they basically worked. I got beat up badly, but I was able to hurt two thirds of them before the headmistress came and found us.

I was taken to her office, knowing what the consequences were going to be. I would be expelled, sent home to my parents and I would never learn magic again.

The headmistress Oshiro told me that I was going to be rewarded twenty house points for standing up for myself.

I actually cried, right there, in her office. I cried and cried and she gently comforted me and gave me wisdom. For the first time in what had felt like forever, I was proud of who i was. I was a muggleborn witch, who got to attend Hogwarts and be part of the Slytherin house.

When i entered the Slytherin common room again, I was greeted by a boy called Diego Lovegood, a pureblood who was so kind as to not care what the hell my blood status was. He hated Sydney, hated the way she treated others, like she was above them, and had seen how I stood up to her.

Me and him became very close, I met other Slytherins who didn't care about my blood status either, and even students from other houses who didn't care either. All of them became good friends of mine.

Now I'm halfway through my first year of Hogwarts, concentrating on my studies and spending my free time with Diego and the others. Now Sydney doesn't bother me, because of a certain Hufflepuff student with a sharp tongue and the knowledge of how to perform several very intimidating spells (thank you Zoey.) Now I just get to go on with my life as a humble, dark-minded, awkward Slytherin student.

I've never been happier.