Demerey, Drusilla Mae

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DEMEREY, DRUSILLA MAE

“Her touch, Its like wild flowers...”

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The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.

- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

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FULL NAME. Drusilla Mae Demerey

NICKNAMES. Dru

BIRTHDATE. December 3rd

AGE 33

BLOOD Pureblood

POSITION DESIRED Unoccupied

CANON OR ORIGINAL? Original

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It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

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HAIR&EYES Drusilla has grown her hair out and dyed it brown in color instead of her usual black. It still remains straight and allows it to freely flow around her back, touching at just above her buttocks. Her eyes still remain the dark brilliant brown that they have always been, only occasionally does she wear contacts that are blue as a cover.

HEIGHT&WEIGHT 5'6 125 LBS

FACE CLAIM Meisa Kuroki

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I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.

- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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WAND 9 1/2 Inch holly with phoenix feather core

LIKES Dancing, Flirting, Flying, Stirring up trouble, Spying on others, Adrenaline rushes, Caffeine

DISLIKES Overly curious people, Order Members (Bloody Gits), Too much work or to tedious of work, Failing at anything (happens though), Someone looking better than herself, Falling down /Being clutsy in front of important people.

BOGGART Displeasing her husband

MIRROR OF ERISED Her mother alive and smiling

PATRONUS Silver copper head snake

PERSONALITY I am most definitely two faced, I can play both sides with ease and no regrets. I have been known to throw those closest to me under the bus, if it will save my hide I will do anything. I have yet to sell out my husband or children, But I will if they do not do as they belong. I will always protect my family, even if it seems I toss them around, But my line of work it has to be understood that I must have a front and I must seem heartless. Deep down I care about things, I worry about safety.. But up front, I will calmly and swiftly reassure anyone that no one matters to me.



Drusilla excells in the mode of lover when it comes to her husband, having always been head over heels in love with him. She enjoys spending nights with him when they can, and also enjoys late night walks. She has not flown on her broom since the war, and hasnt even brought herself to look at the broken mass of a broom that she keeps in the closet. Her past haunts her, due to her mothers death and then her killing her father. She will never tell anyone that its nagging at her brain, Instead she holds it in until she explodes with rage or depression.. Often succumbing to drinking.

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Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right, and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.

- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

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BIRTHPLACE London, England

SPOUSE Javier Demerey : Death Eater

CHILDREN Christopher : Seventeen, Slytherin ; Cierra : Sixteen, Slytherin ; Daria : Sixteen, Slytherin

SIBLINGS N/A

OTHER Much of her family is in fact deceased, or in hiding. Xiandra Della'cron - Cousin

HISTORY Drusilla Mae Della'Cron was born and raised in london england, her mother and father were both of the darker kind of people and in such the child was only viewed as a good thing for the dark side. Many order members heard of the birth of the child, but often just ignored it as they disliked her parents. Her mother was a well known dark Auror, often using her powers to protect her family and the dark lord, while her father was an unspeakable as well as a death eater. Her grandfather was a well known death eater, until the child was old enough to need protecting. One evening an attack was staged at thier home, and her grandfather had given his life and his last breath to protect the small girl. Shortly after the parents returned home and killed off the one man whom attacked the home, the child was only five at the time but still remembers her grandfather.



As she got older she quickly learned of the dangers of living in her family, But she also couldnt deny her clutsy nature. In her early stages most would come to her and try to get information about her mother and father out of her, thinking a young child would not know any better. It was from this that Drusilla gained her abilities to talk and act as if she was simply the person that everyone wanted. Not only did she give false information, but she also got information and passed it on to her father. But there was always a time where she faltered, always a time where she was the one that needed saving and protecting. No matter how she tried, she was always gullible to an extent.



In school the main cause of her gullibleness was a cute boy and a sly accent, Making her step her game up and try to protect herself as well as her heart. In her fifth year she had met and fell for a boy, only to be used and left behind.. Crushed by this she closed her heart off, But she still couldn't fully stop a accent and a smile from charming her.. Perhaps she wasn't cut out for being a death eater, She was too gullible and curious... Although she did often turn that against her peers after falling down..



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After the war Drusilla finished her schooling, she was on of the higher graded students and was easily accepted into the Auror job. She excelled in getting information, and she also loved doing the job. She spends many nights on the job, only getting a rare time to spend with her husband and children. She not only is an Auror, But she is a spy. She does not spy for the order, instead spying for the death eaters, attempting to bring them back into higher standards once more. She puts on a pretty little happy facade when around the order members, But secretly hates working with them at all.



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Somewhere along her work as a spy she had come to a close call and had to go into hiding, She instantly regretted it as she could not tell her husband nor her children before she departed. It was assumed that she missing and reported as such to her family, and so it was a ghost she had become for many months, onward towards a year. Eventually however she was forgotten and thought of as dead by the Order and its members and the search for her ceased to exist. Slowly she would return back to her family, and hopefully she could get them to understand her departure.

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Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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NAME/ALIAS Venom

OTHER CHARACTERS Will be bringing back a few, possibly some new as well!

RP EXPERIENCE? 9+

RP SAMPLE. 


Drusilla slipped through the darkness, stealthily making her way towards her old home with her family. Her mind was reeling about all of the possibilities, but her face was just as focused as ever. As she skirted around in the darkness like a ninja she felt parts of her old self returning to her, and oddly she felt relieved that it had not died within her hiding. Approaching the main gate of the house she stared down the winding path that led towards the home. For a moment she placed her gloved hands upon the cold iron gates, icy blue eyes cautiously looking for anyone out in the open. She would have liked to admit that she wasn't looking for a mistress or a replacement for herself in her husbands bedroom window, but she had glanced in that direction a time or two already within the past two minutes.


Closing her eyes she released the gate and stepped back, observing the wall and its height. Within moments she bound up the fence and over top of it. Once she leapt down to the ground she took a glance around the area before darting towards the house, Moving towards the front door of the home. Getting within a few feet she stopped once more as a light flicked on inside the house, the light belonging to her daughters room. Drusilla once more clung to the shadows and watched as the image of her daughter walked around her room and then out of the room. Slowly lights were flicked on throughout the house and stopped in the kitchen, Drusilla remembered that her oldest daughter loved to get up and get a snack in the midst of the evenings. 


Memories clutched her heart and for a moment she felt like rushing inside and hugging her daughter, holding her close and never letting them go again. Alas though, Drusilla hung in the shadows until the lights began to be turned off once more, Each turning off until at last the young lady made it back to her room and that light was shut off as well. A small sigh escaped her lips as well as a small tear escaping her eyes as she glanced up to her husbands room. Her hand moved up to clutch her chest for a moment before she gathered her wits, and alas once more she moved towards the home. Stopping just outside of the door she glanced at the ground, wondering for a moment before checking to see if the spare key still remained in its place. Grasping it between two fingers she looked it over a few times before placing it back down. In her heart she knew she would be intruding if she just entered the home, so instead she replaced it back and brought a small hand to the door, slowly and loudly knocking on it, then backed away a few steps and waited for someone to answer the door.

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