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เผ„ Lost Princess of Aigrimid. Born of a deal with dementors. Adopted by the Rosiers. A macabre and evil sociopath in human form. A kindly and caring being in dementor form. Forever stuck at 3โ€™6. เผ„

โฆ ๐’๐˜๐‘๐€๐‡โ€™๐’ ๐๐€๐‚๐Š๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜ โฆ

โฆ ๐’๐˜๐‘๐€๐‡โ€™๐’ ๐๐€๐‚๐Š๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜ โฆPart I:In the kingdom of Aigrimid, there lived a wizard king who fell deeply in love with a Muggle woman. Prince Steivan first spotted Anneliese, the daughter of a baker, when he stopped at her fatherโ€™s bakery after a long day hunting. Anneliese, not in any way impressed with the prince, told him off when he tried to taste some uncooked cookie batter and threatened to dump flour on him if he tried again. He promised to return the next day and take her up on the challenge. He was true to his word, and she was true to hers.It was the loudest the prince had ever laughed in his entire life.One visit turned into two, two turned to three, three turned into a thousand, a million, time lost all sense of meaning. Steivan and Anneliese fell deeply in love, and were married -- soon becoming King and Queen of Aigrimid. Within the first year of their marriage, they were blessed with a son and heir, a beautiful boy they called Caleb. The joy that the royal family felt at this moment could not be denied.However, joyous though this occasion was, there was a tinge of tragedy to it. The birth of Prince Caleb had been a long, arduous one, and it had caused Queen Anneliese to no longer be able to bear another child. At first, the royal couple did not mind this - so long as they had their prince and heir, there was no need to have another child. And yetโ€ฆ it felt as though something was missing. In those heady first days of their courtship, the king and queen had spoken of how they wanted to have two children; a boy and a girl. They wanted a daughter -- a princess to love and to share all of the special joys of the world with.But, it seemed that it was not to be. Until Queen Anneliese, who knew of her husbandโ€™s magical heritage, asked if perhaps there might be some spell to give her the ability to carry a child. Just once. King Steivan scoured the archives of his book -- until he found a book of dark magic that spoke of creating a deal with dementors.It was a dark gamble, but they both agreed it was a good option. The two performed the ritual, allowing them to speak to the dementors and commune with these dark beings.The deal was simple---Queen Anneliese would birth a daughter. However, the girl in question would be a dementor. She would be able to take on a human appearance in the daytime, but at night, she would revert to her true form. And as her parents, it would be the duty of Steivan and Anneliese to raise her as their own, despite her monstrous nature. To which the couple stated,โ€œThere is no need to tell us to raise her as ours, for that is what she shall be, regardless of the form she takes.โ€And thus, the Princess Syrah of Aigrimid was born. A squalling babe with a head full of dark hair and eyes black as night. She was adored by her parents, who whispered sweet words to the child and promised that they would love her with all they had.( her brother, Prince Caleb, four at the time of her birth, took one look at the babe, said โ€œtell me when sheโ€™s big enough to play Quidditchโ€ and then toddled off )Despite knowing her true nature, Syrahโ€™s parents spared no expense in care for the child. They were overcome with love for her, this miracle child that they had worked so hard to have. And yetโ€ฆ there was no denying that the little one was no ordinary baby, and that something darker had been brought into the land.Tragedy struck on one Autumn evening when a maid was bathing the infant princess. The woman had been gently washing Syrahโ€™s hair when it happened. She was hit with a wave of horror and sadness that coursed through her entire body. Horrid images that do not bear repeating began to fill her mind, and she collapsed to the floor in a dead faint.When the maid came to, the water was flowing out of the bathโ€ฆ. And baby Syrah was completely unresponsive.Utterly horrified, and knowing that she faced life in prison if not death for this, the maid wrapped the baby in swaddling clothes, and snuck out of the palace. She disappeared into the night, far, far away from the kingdom. Not knowing what to do with the body, and still feeling crippling guilt and horror just from holding it, she placed the child under a bridge, etched the name โ€˜Syrah Graceโ€™ into a rock, as a half-ditched attempt at a tombstone, and disappeared.Never to be seen again.Part II:Guilia and Anthelme Rosier were both members of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. They were married in an arranged affair, and were from that moment on, eager to begin their lives and carry on Pureblood traditions.And yet, even after years and years of trying, and many tragedies befalling them, a healthy, living child never came. Indeed, they were almost ready to give up all hope, when one night upon returning from a midnight walk, they heard the crying of an infant beneath a bridge, wrapped in swaddling clothes and stretching tiny arms out to be held.Anthelme stepped towards the child, recognising the pulse of magic within her veins. He picked her up, noticing the name on the rock by her head.โ€œSyrah Grace,โ€ the couple read together.Syrah Grace Rosier.The couple took the child home with them, intending to raise her as their own. But of course, they could never have suspected that the baby in Guiliaโ€™s arms was not only the Princess of Aigrimid, but also a much darker, and more malevolent being that had now wormed its way into the Rosierโ€™s unsuspecting lives.There was a coldness and a sense of great evil that seemed to follow the child; as if a dark cloud had been attached to her, one that not even the sweetest words or smiles could lift. Not only that, but she seemed to take a macabre joy in the misery of others; giggling at the sight of a dying housefly in a way that was far, far more unhinged than a baby ever should laugh. She seemed to find some twisted joy in projecting misery and suffering onto those around her, as if this was simply a part of her nature.Syrah was two when she underwent her first transformation. It was rather a shock for her mother, who had heard noises coming from her daughterโ€™s room and raced inside to see what was wrong - only to find a six foot tall dementor floating above her babyโ€™s crib, right where her child had once been.Guilia readied her wand, a Patronus Charm on the tip of her tongue, when the creature extended scaled hands to her, letting out the most pitiful noise sheโ€™d ever heard. It seemed almost cruel, she thought, to harm the thing - not less if it was her daughter.As if in a trance, Guilia approached, step by step, until she was in the room but kept a safe distance from the dementor. The creature moved so that it was sitting ( did dementors sit? What an odd concept) on the floor, staring at its mother with big, sad eyes.From then on, Syrah seemed to have a dual nature. By day, she grew to be a beautiful child. A head full of dark curls and black eyes, precocious and bright, looking like a porcelain doll dressed in Pureblood finery (which she adored; the girl gravitated towards the most expensive items whenever she was taken shopping). But there was an inhuman coldness to the girl, a lack of care and concern for others that seemed to be innate within her very nature.She was blunt and cruel in speech and action, a bully to her peers and an unsettlingly charming little thing to her teachers. She showed very limited kindness to anyone, instead being calculating, cruel and harsh. She would lash out at any perceived slights, using her dementor abilities to create misery for her parents.Syrah caused both Anthelme and Guilia - but mostly Guilia, to slide deeper and deeper into a state of madness; soon the woman became utterly consumed by her worst memories, swallowed up by her greatest fears.Syrah would force gruesome, awful images into the minds of those around her, infecting their conscience and driving them to madness. Her parents were her primary targets, and the child found happiness, it seemed, in the cruelty she displayed towards them, always pushing harder and harder, no matter how hard they tried with her.It seemed, however, that in her youth and innocence, the girl had little real control over her powers or how they manifested herself in her human form.Every night, when she transformed into a dementor, Syrah became a hideous and skeletal creature. However, it was during these hours that she became gentle and caring, embodying the true nature of a princess.She was open and compassionate, sweetly craving an emotional connection with those around her. In those hours, she would float beside her parents, cooing soft rattling noises and enjoying the time they spent together. Ironically enough, it was in her dementor form that her powers were no longer deadly.Anthelme, who loved both his wife and daughter, but was horrified by the torments she put him and his wife through, became desperate to save Syrah from the dementor that he believed had taken her over. He began attempting to use magic to separate the dementor from the child, trying to find some way to keep the lovely personality of the dementor while maintaining the beauty of her human form.However, as more and more time passed, with the girl becoming evermore cruel and her powers, causing more pain and suffering for her family, Anthelme and Guiliaโ€™s fear of Syrah began to erode the love they once had for her.One day, Guilia struck Syrah with a Patronus Charm in human form. Syrah responded by leaving her haunted for two days afterwards. Guilia never attempted that spell again, and yet, she never held her daughter as close as she used to.
And so, the Rosier family fell into toxicity and causing a cycle of pain to one another. Syrah took her greatest joy from the pain and suffering that she would cause to those around her; her main targets being her parents. It became a vicious cycle where everyone in the family lashed out at one another, on and on it went; Anthelme and Giulia both now united in their determination to stop the monster they feared their child would become - though neither would admit their own part in her creation.
During one of the experiments being performed upon her, Syrah became so weakened that Anthelme feared his child might lose her life. But all that happened was that it stunted her growth, leaving her at 3โ€™6 in human form (the average height for a seven-year-old) and unable to grow past that. He hoped that perhaps the stunting of her growth might also stunt her dangerous abilities, but it never did.Part III:As the years went on, Syrah learned to control her abilities to some extent. Her malevolent and evil nature remained while she was in human form, though now she was easier able to target her cruelty. A girl who tugged her pigtails was driven to insanity and now lives in St. Mungoโ€™s, for example. It was only in her dementor form that she showed any sort of kindness or empathy.At the age of eleven, Syrah received her Hogwarts letter; though this one contained a few stipulations regarding the childโ€™s attendance.She would be allowed to attend Hogwarts on the condition that she did not use any of her dementor abilities to purposely harm any of her fellow students; and that during the night when she transformed, she was to remain away from others until it could be determined that she was no threat to fellow students in that form.Syrah was sorted into Slytherin - as all expected she would be.Word of her existence has recently reached the bereaved king, queen and Crown Prince of Aigrimid, who are holding out hope that the daughter and sister they believed to be dead, might have survived after all.Steivan and Anneliese have set out to bring their beloved little girl home.No matter whatโ€ฆ

โฆ ๐’๐˜๐‘๐€๐‡โ€™๐’ ๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐๐€๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜ โฆ

Syrah has a dual nature to her personality; her human form and her dementor form.


โ†ฌ ๐‘ฏ๐‘ผ๐‘ด๐‘จ๐‘ต ๐‘ญ๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ด:


In human form, Syrah is cold, calculating, manipulative and unforgiving. She is almost psychopathic in her nature, showing little to no empathy or remorse for her actions.


In this form, she holds all the coldness of a dementor - seeking only to cause misery and mayhem. She values little over her own desires and if she acts altruistically, itโ€™s typically because she wants something - or so she will often imply.


She is quick-tempered and views even the slightest misstep as a great insult. Syrah does not hold much real care in this form; she struggles to form emotional relationships with people, this being caused by both her nature as a dementor, and the way in which she was raised.


While in the beginning, Syrah did genuinely have little control over her power, over time, she grew to enjoy the pain that her psychic abilities caused those around her; and now, at least in human form, she willingly and gleefully torments those weaker than her.


Despite all of her macabre cruelty, Syrah is still a child. She has always harboured a changeling fantasy, and loves anything to do with princesses and royalty.
When she was seven, she broke into a Muggle family's home. After disposing of them, she settled down to watch TV. It was at this point that she first discovered the Disney Junior show, Sofia the First. She was hooked from episode one. It became her guilty pleasure show and she'd sneak into Muggle houses to watch it whenever she could.She sings the theme tune constantly.( discovering her true heritage is a dream come true for Syrah, who immediately begins introducing herself as Princess Syrah and is so, so excited to start living her best royal life )


Despite her cruelty and malevolent nature, Syrah in her human form is not impossible to connect with. She can feel some very limited empathy for a very, very select individuals. It takes a while to earn Princess Syrah's trust, but once you have it, she will kill for you.
Literally.
โ†ฌ ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ป๐‘ถ๐‘น ๐‘ญ๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ด:


Syrahโ€™s dementor form is her kinder side. In this form, while she might be hideous and unpleasant to look at, she is sweet and loving. She is unable to speak in this form, instead communicating in a series of โ€œdeath rattlesโ€ - strange rattling noises that mean different things. There are different rattles for when she is happy, sad, lonely, etc.


She is pretty much an infant in terms of her age as a dementor and this can come through when she is in this form. She is very affectionate, and will often nuzzle loved ones like an oversized, six foot tall, scaly cat. Syrah in this form is a lot more open and empathetic than she is in human form. This is the form in which she finally gets the chance to be a child, full of the optimism and hope that a child possesses, despite her hideous outward appearance.


Making friends is something that Syrah wishes to do a lot more when she is a dementor; as if all of the walls sheโ€™s built up have faded and she is now able to be a more gentle, authentic version of herself. This is the only form where she can truly behave like the child that she actually is.


She will approach people with the intention of befriending them, but become quite upset when (as is usually inevitable) they end up running from her in fear. She has, unfortunately, been known to lash out against those who have rejected her when she returns to human form.


Because the human Syrah shares memories with her dementor self, she often wakes up the next morning with feelings of overwhelming sadness at having been rejected again; a sadness that soon turns to rage and bitter, vengeful hatred. It is not uncommon for Syrah to make those who reject her dementor form the object of her twisted games.

โฆ ๐’๐˜๐‘๐€๐‡โ€™๐’ ๐€๐๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐„๐’ โฆ

As well as being a witch due to her human form; Syrah also holds several abilities based on being a dementor. She is still an infant dementor, however, and hence these powers are far weaker than they would be in an adult of her species. Typically, it is in her human form that she showcases these abilities.


She is able to intensify negative feelings and emotions in people. This can be seen in how she would force her mother and father to relive their worst memories. She can cause hallucinations of both auditory and visual nature - these can be either of the victimโ€™s worst fears or of past negative memories/insecurities. This power can drive people to absolute madness, which many do not recover from.


โ‡ข ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ๐‘ต๐‘ป๐‘ถ๐‘นโ€™๐‘บ ๐‘ฒ๐‘ฐ๐‘บ๐‘บ:


The Dementorโ€™s Kiss is a Dementorโ€™s most dangerous ability. It involves the dementor latching their mouth onto a victimโ€™s and literally sucking out their soul. This renders the victim in a permanently empty state; somewhere between existence and nonexistence.


Being a baby dementor, Syrah isnโ€™t able to perform a full Kiss, though she can render people unconscious for several days if she were to attempt a Kiss on them.


She is unable to latch onto the soul enough to rip it from the personโ€™s body, but she can put the soul into what might be described as a โ€œcomatoseโ€ state whereupon it temporarily fades from consciousness; again, rendering the victim catatonic for at least two to three days.


Whether or not she would ever perform a full version of the Kiss when her dementor side matures, this remains to be seen. Syrah sometimes wonders about using the Kiss, often remarking about what it might feel like. She can sense what a soul would taste like through knowledge of a person's nature and personality; something that she regularly comments on, much to the disturbance of others.