Mirielle Quinn
From Incantatem
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Basic Information
Name: Mirielle Quinn
Alias: Lamia Von Maur
Age: 122
Appears: 23
Spouse: Vladimir Everett Quinn
Offspring: Darien Marcus Quinn (deceased)
Position: Ambassador of the Ministry of Magic to the VRR
Race: Vampire (formerly human)
Turned: Around 1897
History
Childhood Until Durmstrang
Mirielle was born the third child of Estella and Ciprian Von Maur, and was the result of her parents' last attempt for a boy. Ciprian loved his two daughters, but desperately wanted a boy to carry on the family name. After Mirielle however, he decided that his wife was not capable of producing a boy, for whatever reason, and stopped trying for more children.
Her relationship with her parents was fairly normal, although slightly strained. Rowena, her beautiful eldest sister, was gifted with a very tiny waist and a buxom chest. Although her head was fairly empty, Rowena's place in the family was as: 'the beautiful one.' Lucretia, her second eldest sister, was already proving to be very intelligent, and long before Mirielle was born, Lucretia had already been labeled: 'the smart one.' This left very little room for Mirielle, and she found herself labeled as: 'the weird one.' Her parents weren't entirely incorrect. While Lucretia loved to read and study languages, and Rowena fancied trying on dresses and arranging place settings, Mirielle took pleasure in reading. Mirielle read from an extremely early age, and would hide herself from the rest of the family four hours just so that she could read undisturbed. Her quiet nature lead her parents to believe that there might be something wrong with her, but as she grew, their worries faded.
Mirielle came from a magical and pureblooded family, although they were not rich. The family was well off, but not enough to live off of their savings. Ciprian held a steady job at the Romanian Ministry of Magic to provide for them. Each daughter was given a fairly decent musical education. Lucretia was given violin lessons, Rowena was given piano lessons, and Mirielle learned the harp. Each also recieved voice lessons until they were sent to Durmstrang.
Rowena was the first to be sent to Durmstrang, and both Lucretia and Mirielle were intensely jealous. Lucretia and Mirielle both had a fondness for learning, and became close during the years while their elder sister was away. Rowena was four years older than Mirielle, and three years older than Lucretia, so it was some time before either of them were sent to Durmstrang.
Durmstrang Years
First Year
Mirielle's first year at Durmstrang was a living hell. Rowena and Lucretia had already found their places on the social ladder and while Lucretia still loved her sister and all of her quirks, the rest of the school used them as an excuse to make her life miserable. In essence, she was the girls' punching bag. Mirielle blamed this on the fact that her waist was somewhat bigger than the other girls', mainly because she didn't have a friend in her year who could lace her corset for her. What it really was, was that Mirielle was a rather quiet girl and still found more solace in reading, although she soon discovered a new love entirely: the Dark Arts.
It wasn't anything like she wanted to hurt anyone or cause desctruction, chaos, or anything along those lines. Rather, she was fascinated with the fact that other schools did not teach the subject and even went as far as to forbid their usage altogether. It made the subject oddly exciting, and the fact that she had a natural ability for it also fueled her desire to learn more.
She spent her free time reading her text book and taking notes until she was done with her first year text book and requested Lucretia's second year text book. Lucretia let her have it when she wasn't using it or in class, and soon Mirielle had completed that one as well. By the end of her first year, she had completed the entire cirriculum for the Dark Arts, much to her Professor's surprise. She didn't have much troubles actually performing any of the spells, although she required some help for individual spells. Her Professor was always willing to help her, even if it meant devoting extra hours to her education. Because of her frequent visits, they developed a friendship based on the common interest of Dark Arts. In the halls, when she was being bullied or otherwise humiliated by her female classmates, it was her Dark Arts Professor who would often step in. It was his knowledge and his acts of heroism that made her grow to admire him.
Second Year
Mirielle's second year passed by much the same as the first save a few differences. Having exhausted her Dark Arts cirriculum already, Mirielle turned to the school library, and made it her project to clear that out. However, the library had much more books in it than the seven she'd studied over her first year, so it took her much longer to cover it. She didn't like to spend her time in the library because there were usually others and because she didn't want to restrict herself to the library's hours. Often to make up for the fact that she was spending so much time on the Dark Arts, she would sacrifice sleeping time to work on her actual school work. Strangely enough, operating on three or so hours of sleep was not too hard for her day to day, although on weekends when she did not have regular classes she often slept in for twelve hours or more.
The other students were beginning to suspect she was crazy. Mirielle, although she desperately wanted to be a part of their group and be accepted, was more aloof about her oddities than nice, which just dug herself deeper into the dark hole of seclusion. She begin to spend a great deal of her time in a walk in closet which was, for the most part, unused. As she learned more of the Dark Arts, she practiced them in the closet. When she left the closet, she sealed it off with a powerful locking charm of her own device, which much to some of her classmates' annoyance, no one could crack.
Newlywed Life
Starting a Family
Death of Darien/Her Relationship
Years of Complete Estrangement
Awkward Ministry Years
Renewed Relationship
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