Name: Morgana St.Clair

Nicknames: none

Age: Looks to be 17, but actual age is 1,213 years old.

Birth date: March 20, 800 ad

House: Slytherin

Marital Status: Single

Heritage/Lineage/Background: Celtic

Spoken Languages: Celtic/English

Wand: 12 inches of solid red quartz with a gold handle and onyx shaped into a sharp point at the tip of it. Gold is etched into the quartz are ancient runes, for power, protection and healing.

Current Occupation: Student

Physical Description: She had flaming red hair that hangs down to her hips and is normally in strange hair styles with flowers twined through it. She wears her make-up darker and more gothic then most but it brings out the silvery-green of her eyes. Her style is strange but elegant and ranges from out dated clothes to more modern rocker look as she is trying to blend in better with the times. Her build is athletic and strong, but still very femanine and gracefull matching well with her full curves.

Family: Deceased

Birth place: Lambay Island off of Dublin Ireland.

Personality: She is reserved and keeps mostly to herself unless you are lucky enough to earn yourself a spot among her friends. She has a temper as firey as her hair and tries very hard to keep it in check, should she lose her hold though you had pray you are not the one that pushed her there. She has a great sense of honor and duty that comes from her mortal and immortal days alike. And for the most part is a very free-spirited and strong willed woman who likes to let her hair down once in awhile.

Scars or other notable physical attributes: none

Personal History: She was born the year the Vikings began their bloody raids on Ireland. She was born into a powerful noble family as the only child and as such the heir to everything. Her father and mother both were pure blood witches, though at the time this ment calling to gods, fairies, and other mythical things with candles, pentagrams and all the things one pictures of a witch back in that era. Nothing close to what they are now days in the modern world.

It was the year of her seventeenth birthday when the Vikings finally reached her home and killed the entire village and her entire family. She was taken as a prisoner but when she faught back she was beaten and stabbed nearly to death, a stranger wandering along the beach and found her lying in the salty foam and her own life's blood. He was a stranger of his own talents and having been captured by her beauty and the fierce will to live in her eyes...he turned her into a vampire.

For years she with him where ever he went, always making sure that someone remained at her ancestral home to keep it for her when she returned. When her maker and lover was slaid she destroyed the entire city leaving none alive. However she happened to catch her reflection in some water as she walked by and was appalled to see the blood and gore dripping off her. She had become no better then the Vikings that had taken away her life. So she returned to the lands of the St.Clair's and making sure that there would always be someone to take care of the lands and her money she locked herself in a vault beneath the manor and slept. It was not until recently that she was awoken by something she cannot name and brought into the modern world. Since then she is trying to adjust and has begun to attend the Hogwarts school to refocus her powerful abilities laid to rest for so long.

Family History: She does not remember much of it, only that her family was incredably powerful in both muggle and non-muggle terms and that her father and mother had loved her very much when they were killed.

Strengths: Her abilities with the four elements that come natrually and her sense of honor.

Weaknesses: Not allowing people truely in.

Enemies: Many, but most are dead along with their great great grandchildren. Though some remain...