<div class="floatleft">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/61881094/large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jaedan Connolly (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12889071#msg12889071)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Slytherin<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Honey Badger<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, tennis shoes, black tank top and open red and grey plaid shirt<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd, 2018 .... Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>OPEN<br/><hr/>Jaed groaned as she woke up the morning after, frankly she knew this was going to happen. The whole prophecy thing, the dark man rising. What she didn't know was how everything was going to turn out, but she'd known this was going to happen for years. Her powers ensured that...not many understood her, in fact she was certain no one did. Which was why one of the reasons she would always keep her distance from them all. The other reason was, she'd had visions for years that the love of her brother's life, the girl he would marry was going to die and that...well that she just couldn't let happen.<br/><br/>So she pushed everyone away, told them to fuck off whenever they tried to get near. Hell even her Slytherin classmates knew to steer clear of her. Moving from the bed, she went to her clothes and pulled on some jeans, a black tank top and one of her signature plaid shirts, leaving it open so the black shirt showed. She moved then to put on some tennis shoes and tied them before brushing her black hair.<br/><br/>It was still a little messy, but it always did that and straightened by the time the day got further on. She headed out of her rooms only to make it to the Common room where one of the new kids tried to stop her and ask her directions. "Try asking someone who gives a shit if you get lost or not kid." She said with a snap to her tone before heading out of the commonroom. A part of her felt bad for the kid, he'd only been trying to figure things out, but she just wasn't friendly. If someone saw her being friendly, then fuck, other's might think it was okay and then what? People would actually care about her?<br/><br/>Nah, that was never going to happen. Why? Because she wasn't going to let that happen. If they got too close to her, they were going to mourn her when she died. What good would that do for them? Sighing she walked to the Great hall and found not many had entered yet. Avoiding looking at anyone in particular, she made her way to Slytherin Table and sat down, taking some of the eggs off one of the trays and began buttering a slice of toast.