Basic Stats
Full Name: Margaret Diana Kenmore
Gender: Female
Nicknames: Maggie, Margie, Kenny
Date of Birth: December 25, 1957
Age: 17
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
Sexuality: Straight
Marital Status: Single
Hometown: Cork, Ireland
House: Gryffindor
Year: 6th
Bloodline: Half-blood
Wand: 9 1/2 in., mahogany, demiguise hair
Pet: None
Extras: Prefect
Journal: grounded_whimsy
Played By: Courtnee Draper
Family
Father: Bernard Kenmore (muggle; accountant; estranged)
Mother: Cordelia Kenmore (née Winthrope; witch; Hufflepuff alum; d. December 25, 1957)
Step-Mother: Evelyn Kenmore (née Donalson; muggle; housewife; estranged)
Half-Brother: Bernard Kenmore, Jr. (muggle; b. January 21, 1962; estranged)
Half-Sister: Brenna Kenmore (witch; b. May 18, 1965)
Paternal Grandmother: Margaret Sophia Kenmore (née McLoughlin; muggle; d. June 13, 1965)
Maternal Grandfather: Alain Maximillian Winthrope (wizard; Ravenclaw alum)
Maternal Grandmother: Diana Chelsea Winthrope (née Doyle; witch; Hufflepuff alum)
History
Bernard Kenmore, a young accountant in Dublin, Ireland, liked things orderly. A place for everything and everything in its place. He had a daily schedule that he never wavered from — get up, eat breakfast, brush teeth, dress in suit and tie, go to work, come home, eat dinner, read the newspaper, go to bed. For three years, he never wavered from this schedule … until he met Cordelia Winthrope. Cordelia was everything he wasn't — free-spirited, spontaneous, charming, and she wore her heart on her sleeve. They ran into each other (quite literally) one evening as Bernard was heading home from work. Cordelia charmed her way into his heart and less than a year later, they were married.
When she was seven months pregnant with their first child (of many, or so Bernard hoped), Cordelia divulged to her husband a secret she had been keeping since they had met — she was a witch. This actually explained a great many things that Bernard had found slightly off and confusing about his wife during their dizzying courtship and marriage. But he wasn't quite sure how he would handle knowing his wife was a witch, and that any children they bore together might be the same.
Bernard never really found out what life with a witch would be like. Cordelia went into labor just over a month early, on the evening of Christmas Eve, 1957, and the doctors laboured through the night to try to keep both mother and child alive. At just after three in the morning on Christmas, a squalling child entered the world, and less than an hour later her mother was dead. Always having bordered on frail, Cordelia's body had been unable to endure the difficult and complicated birth of her daughter.
They had decided on names months earlier. Margaret Diana (named after both of their mums) if the child was a girl, Bernard Alexander if the child was a boy. A distraught Bernard managed to keep his wits about him enough to inscribe the name of his daughter on her birth certificate. He knew nothing about children, and had no idea how he would raise this child on his own.
He brought Margaret home from the hospital, and his whole neat, orderly world was turned upside down. The baby cried. All night long, even. It always seemed like more was coming out of her than was going in. He was hardly getting any sleep, and his vacation days were quickly dwindling. Finally, grasping at a last strand of sanity, he handed his daughter off to her grandmother (his mother, Margaret; he had never met Cordelia's family and had no plans to ever meet them) in London, for the elderly woman to raise. And Bernard went back to his orderly, neat, scheduled life, just barely two years after it had first been disrupted.
The elderly Margaret Kenmore raised her young grandchild with love and care. Once the child was old enough to understand, she was told that her father had been so torn up over her mother's death that it hurt him too much to look at the child who was so much a part of his beloved Cordelia. A blatant lie, but one that she felt the child needed. Young Margaret grew close to her grandmother and namesake, and she was devastated when she died in 1965, when Margaret was only seven years old.
At this time, Margaret was sent back to live with her father, whom she had not seen or heard from since he handed her off to his mother. Bernard had remarried. The new Mrs. Kenmore, Evelyn, was more like Bernard than Cordelia had been, poised and collected, keeping to schedules much like Bernard did. They had a son, Bernard Jr., who was three when Margaret joined their family, and a newborn daughter Brenna. Margaret felt detached from her father and his new family, often keeping to herself up in her room when she was in the house, or out playing with the neighbourhood children. She didn't care that she felt no love in her house, she had friends who would let her spend the night at their house if Brenna was teething and screaming all night, or eat dinner at their house so that she wouldn't be pelted when Bernard Jr. threw his food.
The summer she was eleven, Margaret received a letter (delivered by owl!) from a place called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, inviting her to attend, starting the following September. Confused, — as nobody had bothered to tell her that her mother was a witch — Margaret went to her father and asked him about it. Bernard remembered a bit about his wife talking about Hogwarts in the month that he knew she was a witch, although he didn't care much about the school. But if his daughter was a witch, he didn't want her around, upsetting Bernard Jr. and Brenna. So he finally contacted his wife's parents and let them know about their granddaughter.
Diana and Alain Winthrope came by the Kenmore home in Dublin to pick up Margaret. Once again, she found herself sent off to live somewhere else. Down to the southwest part of Ireland, to the seaport of Cork, where her maternal grandparents' home is located. Diana and Alain welcomed their granddaughter with open arms. They told her all about Hogwarts and even took her to Diagon Alley to get her supplies for school. On September 1st, they took her to King's Cross station in London and saw her off on the train. Once at Hogwarts, Margaret was sorted into Gryffindor.
Margaret quickly found her niche at Hogwarts. Unlike in her father's home, where everything was kept neat and orderly and followed schedules for every moment of the day, she could be free-spirited and, yes, a bit whimsical at times. It brings back the days of when her grandmother would put a record on the player and dance around the house with her. Margaret can occasionally be seen randomly dancing around the Gryffindor common room, and she doesn't particularly care if anyone thinks it's funny. She'll also sometimes start singing in the Prefects' bath, because the acousitcs are really rocking in there.
During the holidays from Hogwarts, Margaret will go to her grandparents' home in Cork, unless she opts to stay at Hogwarts (which she has done a few times for the winter hols). Now in her sixth year, Margaret is glad to have shed the classes that didn't interest her, leaving her with just Arithmancy, Charms, Muggle Studies, and Transfiguration. She had no idea what she wants to do with her life after leaving Hogwarts, but once she figures it out, she'll put her whole 100% into it. Her grandmother has been sending her care packages at least once a month since Margaret began at Hogwarts, usually stuffed with sugary goodies that she put together herself. Margaret loves them, but she's also quite willing to share them with the people she likes (mostly her roommates and cute guys).
Ten Years Later
In ten years, Margaret will be: married to Demetrius Smith. They will have three children at this point. Zacharias is six, Cordelia is four, and baby Aurelius is barely a year old. They graduated from Hogwarts in 1976 and, after many proposals and many "no"s, Demetrius finally got Margaret to say yes in the early summer of 1977. Their engagement was a short one and they were married before the end of the year. Margaret and Demetrius still fight a lot, but they both, deep down, know that they do love each other and would never leave each other. They had finally gotten together in March of 1975, when Margaret's family died. Demetrius proved that he wouldn't leave her by sticking with her while she was dealing with the loss of more of her family and she finally realized that maybe, just maybe, she could trust someone to not leave her. Though she still worries about losing her family (when she was pregnant with Zacharias, she grew increasingly neurotic as the due date neared, fearful that she would die in childbirth like her mother had), but Demetrius helps her not worry too much. Even still, Margaret maintained a certain sense of skepticism and cynicism, both of which she passed down to her eldest son.
