i don't like your perfect crime, how you laugh when you lie. but i got smarter, i got harder in the nick of time. honey, i rose up from the dead; i do it all the time. i got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined. i check it once, then i check it twice. oh, look what you made me do.
basics.
name: heidi jean hunter. pronunciation: hi-dee. jeen. hunt-er. meaning: heidi: nobility. jean: god is gracious. birthday: november 3rd. scorpio. age: twenty-eight. pronouns: she + her. sexuality: lesbian. siblings: august cole hunter (26). cora margaret hunter (23). jude seth hunter (20). eloise birdie hunter (18). parents: remy hunter (father). mabel hunter nèe armstrong. other family: hunter and armstrong extended family. languages: english. current residence: london.
wizard fun.
hogwarts house: none. year of graduation: 1968. occupation: in home hospice nurse. pet: betta fish named boo. blood status: muggle. species: human. affiliation: PAM.
appearance.
height: 5’7” hair color: black. eye color: dark brown. typical hair style: short scrunched, afro-like curls. fashion style: stripes. color blocking. mom jeans. mom shorts. converse. slouched shirts. jackets. sleeping in underwear. distinguishing features: her hair. her hair is so big because it’s full of secrets.
personality.
positive traits: + leader + loving + steadfast. negative traits: - obsessive - skeptic - worry-wart. negative/positive: stirs the pot.
quick facts.
oldest of five siblings.
family always was an still is her heart.
two of her siblings, august and cora, have disappeared.
began as a nurse in a hospital. she since switched to in home hospice because she has more control over her schedule and keep up with pam needs.
in denial that there is actually magic. she only care they were a group that caused destruction.
was stella's right hand before she died. since then, the changes in happening within pam are pissing heidi off. she's to the point where she doesn't see any kind of talk changing anything. there should be action.
has a drug routine of pot and xanax to keep her emotions pushed away. she doesn't want to feel because of all the losses the magical world caused her in one night.
theme song.
look what you made me do. taylor swift. spotify to come.
headcanons.
to come.
bio.
born into a normal muggle family heidi jean hunter would always be more than normal. it was obvious she was meant for great things. she was always curious. reached milestones early. she easily played with the neighborhood kids and never missed a day of school. her parents remy and mabel, were proud as they watched her bloom. she was not only caring and lovable she was fiercely loyal.
heidi's family filled her whole heart. the four siblings came one after another: august, cora, jude and eloise joined the hunter clan. heidi grew more and more confident in herself which she extended to the little ones. she wanted to be a good example. she secretly loved when they would scrape their knees or elbows because she could tend to them. band-aids were precious toys to her. and ace bandages were a golden treasure. it was obvious where life would take her. once she completed secondary school, heidi began her journey to become a nurse. before she knew it she had graduated top of her class and became a realized her dream.
heidi quickly got the reputation for the nurse who treated her patients like family, no matter how long her time with them. all she ever wanted to do in life was in front of her. between the hospital and her family, heidi was always on her toes and always winning.
it had been a late night at the hospital. upon leaving, heidi went to the local watering hole where she was very well known. her laugh, the music blaring, small dance moves, hugs that squeezed out any uneasiness and shared drinks with bar buddies were reasons she loved the place. she could decompress. but that all changed in the snap of a finger. the winning ended like that.
shattered and broken glass wasn't only on the floor but also embedded in the skin of the people she called friends. she had injuries herself but needed to take care of the people who got the worst of it: the ones in front of the bar directly next to the windows and bricks. heidi jumped up and ran outside to see two figures standing there one minute and gone in a flash. heidi ignored what she saw – it was something stress induced. she returned to try life saving measures of those around her but so many wonderful humans were gone. they weren't given the opportunity to live -- and for what? loss number one.
she didn’t want to leave those she cared about lying across the floor or struggling to move but she had to check on her family. she looked around the room and whispered “i’m sorry” before leaving, the strained music still playing.
when she got to her parents’ home, heidi discovered their street had been affected but the damage was fairly minimal. the two youngest siblings, jude and eloise, had been staying with their parents at the time. the four of them were in the clear. but what about august and and cora? heidi didn’t know where they were. her heartbreak quickly went to anger. she wanted to scream but a flowing river of emotions meant nothing could come out aside from grinding teeth, clenched fits and tightened muscles. losses two and three.
what heidi saw the night of terror was all wrong. the two figures disappeared in a flash. she didn't hear gunshots. or see a wrecking ball. she didn't hear anything familiar, but the building was utterly destroyed. her scientific mind couldn't understand a "magical world” but whoever they were, heidi would not accept their actions.
when pam was created heidi was first in line to sign up. stella held herself in the perfect way and heidi looked up to her. stella was someone who saw that words in a newspaper weren’t going to fix anything. fixing this issue would take more: more action, more ruthlessness and even more blurring the lines of morality. seeing as she took to stella so fervently it took no time for heidi to become her second in command.
but then stella was killed – loss number four. somehow mona — fucking mona — took the group from heidi’s hands. she hated and resented it and wanted stella back (or anyone with half a brain). why not leave? someone had to stir the pot and remind them of what brought them there in the first place. heidi wouldn’t let them forget that stella was killed for standing up for what they all claimed to believe in. if that wasn’t a reason to keep fighting, she didn’t know what was. she was determined to bring people back around to see what monsters were among them. heidi wouldn't let a "wizarding" community ruin their lives anymore than they already had. she worked to be active and bold.
to deal with the pain of those she’d lost – including pam, loss number five – she began smoking pot and popping xanax to dull her emotions. if she felt it too much, she would crack into a million pieces. as time went on so did her high. it followed her like a ghost; followed like the ghosts of all lost.
this was heidi's life now. for better or worse, this was it. she still wanted to help others and make a difference, but she wasn’t the heidi she once recognized in the mirror. her desires hadn’t changed but life had. regardless she told herself, “come hell or high water i’ll make everything right again.”
