bloodymarls

[bloodymarls]

˙    ⭐  profile .

BIRTH NAME :  marlene louise mckinnon.

ALIAS  /  NICKNAME :  marls, louis.

TITLES :  the shooting star.

AGE :  20.

DATE  OF  BIRTH : 5/8/60.

PLACE OF BIRTH :  cork.

BLOOD STATUS : pureblood.

RESIDENCE :  london.

EDUCATION :  graduated from hogwarts (gryffindor, quidditch team).

OCCUPATION :  beater for the montrose magpies.

SIDED : order of the phoenix.

˙    ⭐  personal details .

GENDER :   cis woman.

RELIGION :  none.

SEXUALITY :  lesbian.

FACECLAIM :  sophie thatcher.

POSITIVE  TRAITS :  passionate, free spirited.

NEGATIVE TRAITS :  stubborn, confrontational.

HOBBIES :  she plays the electric guitar and will not hesitate before saying “i’m totally writing you a song right now” but it won’t be a song at all, it’ll be a shitty guitar riff. 

INSPIRATIONS :  katniss everdeen, nana osaki, robin buckley. 

----     CHILDHOOD     ,    oh, i don’t wanna grow up, wish i’ve never grown up    .

A tiny little storm with feet, Mckinnon learned to fly before she even learned to crawl. Unstoppable, there was little she couldn’t do, fiercely against her afflictions and defensively fiery, — a trait inherited from her older brothers —, she had her eyes on the prize right from the womb.

The prize? The Quidditch World Cup hanging in her living room just like a deer in a hunter’s nest. She was, afterall, her clan’s best flyer. Strongest climber. Fastest thinker— Oh, no. That was Myles… But still! She was the best thing to hit a quidditch court since Eunice Murray!

She was the man.

And she was about to prove it to everyone.

----     TEEN YEARS     ,    ‘cause if i was the man then i’d be the man    .

It took her just a few years to rise through the ranks of the infamous Gryffindor team, becoming a star player in the blink of an eye. But it took her way less to get herself a nemesis.

Dorcas Meadowes. Beater for the Slytherin team. The creator of all evil. The demon whisperer. The prettiest gi— Nope, none of that. Whatever Dorcas was, she gave Marlene the focus she needed to be stronger. More motivated. Ready to do whatever it took. So that she did. She woke up at five to train. She broke rules. She found loopholes. She became more aggressive. She begged and stole to win a place at the podium.

And when Gryffindor won the ‘78 cup she got her girl, too.

----     CURRENT YEARS     ,    somewhere in the haze got a sense i’ve been betrayed   .

Once school was over and threats started running out of the woods towards everything she had ever held dear, Marlene was forced to work double.

During daylight she was a celebrity the youngest beater for the Magpies in a good while, the face of a new revolution of quidditch. Meanwhile, when the moon came to visit, she was a jack of all trades for the Order of the Phoenix.

And in the odd hours, she was a loving fiance to a woman she once despised.

With no time to smell the roses, it wasn’t surprising she wouldn’t realise they had rotten long ago. 

It took her so long to see the mark in Dorcas’ arm that when it hit, it struck lightning. There was nothing that could savage them, not promises, not sweet words, not what they used to have. When it came down to it, she wouldn’t betray her cause. She would not betray herself. Not even for the one she loved since the first time she laid eyes upon her.

The hit came right after she left Meadowes, straight for the house she grew up in. At the end of it, no one could be saved. Not the quick-minded Myles. Not her favourite older sister. Not her baby brother, who was so excited for quidditch try-outs next fall.

There was nothing she could do. No one she could turn to. And there was nothing she wanted more than to go back and choose to never join that cursed Gryffindor team.