Ivy Parkinson

23 years - Welcome Witch - Former Slytherin - Death Eater - Mother to Pansy

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IC INFO:

Character name: Ivy Parkinson Age & Birthday: 22 & March 19th Gender & Pronouns: Cis-Female & She/Her Occupation: Welcome Witch at St. Mungo's Blood status: Pureblood Previous house: Slytherin Previous Affiliation: Death Eater Face claim: Vanessa Morgan Traits: +Confident, Loyal, Honest, Resourceful -Loud, Selfish, Impulsive, Kleptomaniac

CHARACTER SUMMARY:

TW: brief mentions of abortion

Ivy Parkinson was the fourth child of seven, right in the middle of three older brothers and three younger brothers. Because of the number of children in the house, the Parkinson family was rather poor. Despite being a part of the Sacred 28, they were never invited to events or parties.

It never bothered the family, though. They were close with each other, the largest age gap between the kids being two and a half years. Being the only girl wasn't easy, her mother always wanted her to wear dresses or have her hair done, while Ivy just wanted to play in the dirt with her brothers. Eventually, her mother gave up trying to create the perfect pureblood princess and ended up allowing Ivy to be whoever she wanted to be.

Having her three older brothers at Hogwarts before her helped Ivy find a place immediately. She fit in well with the other Slytherin students, but mainly with the boys. It seemed as though the girls felt that Ivy wasn't good enough to be a part of their crew. Not that it mattered to her, though, she much preferred to hang out with the boys.

Ivy did rather poorly in her classes. She simply didn't care. It was uninteresting and boring, and she would have rather rip her own hair out than listen to one more lecture from Professor Binns. This caused her to be held back, having to repeat Year 3. Most people would have been embarrassed to be held back, but Ivy was glad that she now had classes with some of her closest friends.

Ivy had gotten her Dark Mark before finishing her final year at Hogwarts. She didn't necessarily believe in the cause, but Ivy loved chaos and destruction, so it felt like an obvious choice. Plus, her friends and brothers had all joined as well, and Ivy didn't want to be left out.

During the war, Ivy was having the time of her life. She worked part-time at the Hog's Head Inn during the day, and part-time as a Welcome Witch at St. Mungo's overnight. Between shifts, Ivy could be found either having a drink or out setting something on fire. Because she didn't believe in the whole blood supremacy thing, she tried her best to not hurt anybody, though it may have happened a few times as an accident.

Finding out she was pregnant was a major game changer for Ivy. Suddenly she had to go from being a party girl to being a mom. She toyed with the idea of terminating the pregnancy as she wasn't entirely sure who the father was, but the longer she kept the baby, the more attached she became. In August of 1980, Pansy Parkinson was born, and Ivy's life changed forever.

Now Ivy spends her days taking care of Pansy during the day, quitting her job at the Hog's Head. In the evenings, one of her brothers or her parents takes care of the baby while she's at work. It was tough, balancing work life, mom life, and social life, but she wouldn't change a thing.

[cherylblossom]

#getting Vanessa's son, River, to play Choni's son named Dale is pretty clever actually

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@evelyn-zabini

Ivy wasn't sure she'd ever get used to mom life. If all she had to do all day was take care of the kid, it wouldn't be so hard. But working and attempting to maintain a social life felt impossibe while carrying around a child around. She was lucky that Alecto loved Pansy just as much as she did, and even luckier that Evelyn had Blaise right around the same time she had Pansy. It was nice to have somebody to talk to during pregnancy, and somebody she could spend time with who understood.

Watching as the babies rolled around on the floor together, Ivy sighed as she sank into the comfortable sofa Evelyn had recently purchased. "You're so fucking lucky." She said, feeling slightly jealous of the inheritances Evelyn was granted. "I've been considering recently that maybe I should marry a rich man and kill him, too." She teased, "I don't think Alecto would be too pleased about that, though, she's been extra jealous lately."

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Severus should have expected the reaction from her, but in his current state it only drove him more mad. He narrowed his eyes, opening his mouth to comment on said baby, but she had grabbed him by his coat and thrown him inside, which was just as well. He didn’t know her neighbors, but he didn’t need them knowing his business all the same. Although what did it even matter - when it was printed in the Prophet? He held her gaze for a moment, feeling as if the shaking in his hands had started up throughout his whole body. He didn’t even know what to say - he hadn’t planned to come, after all. He had been overtaken, filled with a million different emotions, rage high among them. But if he were being honest with himself, some of that anger was likely fear in disguise. “Tell me it’s not true.” Severus finally said quietly, nostrils flaring with the effort to keep his voice down. “Tell me it’s not true,” He said again, losing the fight as his voice inched higher. “And that this -” His last word echoed across the floor as he thrust the paper out toward her, crumpled from being balled in his fist. He managed to lower the volume again somewhat before continuing. “Is just Rita Skeeter printing inane drivel as usual.”

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He was pissed, that much Ivy could tell. But what could it be? She hadn’t done anything to him, besides the fact that she had a baby that more than likely belonged to him, and didn’t tell him. Could that be what he was angry about? How could he be, when Ivy hadn’t told anybody that she even suspected Severus to be Pansy’s father. Although, anybody with eyes could see that she inherited some of his features. Did he finally figure it out, despite the fact that he’d only ever seen Pansy once in passing?

Realizing Severus had a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hands, Ivy let out a heavy sigh. No, Severus hadn’t been the one to put the pieces together, somebody else was, she was sure of it. Ivy took the paper from him, flipping it open to the gossip column, and there it was in plain black and white text, speculation on who Pansy’s father could be. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Ivy knew she couldn’t keep it a secret forever, but she wasn’t prepared to have the conversation with him now. “I… Fuck.” Ivy growled, taking a moment to keep calm. It wouldn’t do any good for the two of them to fight, if Pansy woke up, surely things wouldn’t get any better. “I think you should sit down.” She said, knowing her reply would be enough for him to know it was true.

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Some days, Ivy didn’t even bother to take a break. Sure, working eight hours overnight was hard, but she simply didn’t get hungry in the middle of the night. Tonight seemed to be an exception, however, with a grumbling stomach half way through her shift. With a sigh, Ivy WizMessaged a co-worker to cover her for half an hour, before heading down to the hospital cafeteria. The food didn’t look particularly appetizing, but she supposed she didn’t have any other choice.

She’d settled on a BLT sandwich and a side of fruit, figuring at least she’d try to get a healthy option if she was going to be eating this late at night. Glancing around, Ivy tried to find a place to sit. It seemed everybody had taken their lunch at the same time and there were few empty chairs. There was one familiar face, however, and while Ivy didn’t particularly like Marlene, she certainly didn’t hate her, either. And it was better than eating alone. “Can I sit here?” Ivy asked, not waiting for a reply as she placed her food down on the table across from Marlene and plopped down into the chair.

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Hunter was probably pissed, but Ivy didn’t give a shit. Yes, her brother did babysit Pansy quite often, but that was for work. Ivy needed some time alone every now and again. Though her alone time wasn’t actually alone tonight. Finally, she and Alecto managed to get an evening off together, and Ivy wasn’t about to let this opportunity go to waste. She’d basically tossed Pansy into Hunter’s arms before apparating away to Alecto’s. 

Walking into the apartment without bothering to knock, Ivy cleared her throat and announced her presence. “Honey, I’m home!” She kicked her boots off, not wanting to track mud through the house, and began checking each room for Alecto while trying to avoid Amycus “My plan worked. Hunter looked pissed but I don't care. I’ll get him tickets to a quidditch game or something to make up for it.”

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✉ | Alecto ⇄ Ivy

Alecto: You have a cute brain thoigh Alecto: Maybe because she's actually your kid? I'm just the cool Aunt Alecto: He's probably ignoring you because he knows you want him to babysit again. But sounds like a plan. Lov it. Ivy: yeah, i'm gonna do that. Ivy: Gimme 20 mins to pack her a bag and drop her off then i'll be right there

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Rabastan only visited Hogsmeade when he knew that students would not be flooding the cobbled streets. He couldn't abide them. They were too noisy, too excitable, too heedless. They did not treat the ancient village with the respect that it deserved. So it was on a quiet day that he entered the Hog's Head and - not expecting to be assailed by Ivy immediately - he paused in the doorway, where he took his time to remove his cloak and his gloves.

"I will tell them while I sit at the bar," he told her, arching an eyebrow at those fluttering lashes. "I will not stand behind it." Her antics faintly amused him, but nothing would persuade him to stand behind the bar like a common menial worker. Stepping closer, he looked over the top of the stained wooden counter and saw the suspiciously smelling child crawling around. Then, true to his word, he pulled up a stool and sat down, content to wait until she returned. He liked Ivy and her brothers. It was unjust that they were so poor. Their bloodline deserved better.

By the time she returned, he'd sent a few customers scurrying away to wait at the other end of the bar, and had cast a simple cleaning spell over the floor where Pansy had been crawling. Aberforth would no doubt mourn the loss of the dirt. Too bad.

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"Thank you." Ivy replied to Rabastan, genuinely thankful for him in this moment. The two of them weren't close by any definition of the word, but both of the Lestrange brothers had always treated Ivy and her brothers quite well. She scooped Pansy up and quickly ran to the washroom to clean her up.

Upon returning, she noticed that the floor had been cleaned and a small group of people had accumulated at the opposite end of the bar. "You're the best, what're you having?" Ivy asked Rab, making sure to serve him first before even acknowledging the others. Rabastan had done her a favour and she knew she had to uphold her end of the exchange.

[s-sn4ps]

His hands were shaking as he folded up the Prophet. He didn’t usually read anything but Good News, Bad News, Magic News, International, and of course, Potions sections - but his own name had caught his eye in the Opinion section, of all places. And not only that, but Rita Skeeter’s column. And while he was growing more and more used to this occurring, he had expected something else about his supposed lies and deceit during the war. But what he had read was…. far different.

He tried to put it out of his mind, it was Rita Skeeter after all. But she hadn’t been the one to propose the idea had she? Who had sent it in? Not knowing made him wary, as he couldn’t know the credibility. What if it had been Ivy? Surely, she would have told him. Wouldn’t she? He did the math quickly in his head - he didn’t like the answer.

Before he knew it, and without really remembering how he had gotten there, Severus stood on her doorstep, banging heavily on her door, paper still clenched tightly in his other hand.

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It seemed as though Pansy had decided lately to give two middle fingers to sleep. She was barely sleeping through the night and nap time was apparently the worst torture a mother could put her child through. Today, though, Pansy had tired herself out and finally, finally, fallen asleep. Ivy slowly placed the sleeping baby into the crib before sneaking out of the room and closing the door behind her. Peace and quiet, for the first time in days.

And then somebody was banging on the front door. Her eyes grew wide as she rushed towards the noise, swinging the door open as quickly as she could simply to get them to stop. "What the fuck do you want?!" Ivy asked in a hushed tone before she even realized it was Severus standing in front of her. "I just put the baby to sleep for the first time in days, you're not going to wake her up."

Grabbing the front of Severus' jacket, Ivy pulled him into her apartment and gently closed the door behind them, staying quiet for a moment to listen whether or not Pansy had woken up. Silence, perfect. "Alright, I know you're not here just to hang out, so why are you here?"

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✉ | Alecto ⇄ Ivy

Alecto: Good thing you have a super hot rich girlfriend then right? Alecto: Good. Cause I need you all to myself too. Alecto: I own booze and an entire bar you dumbass. Just get your pretty self to mine Ivy: I have mother-brain, alright? I forget everything Ivy: I'm surprised you don't have mother-brain, too. I swear you're around Pansy more than I am. Ivy: I have to get in touch with Hunter to take Pansy, he's ignoring my WizMessages. Maybe I'll just show up on his doorstep and thrust Pansy into his arms then apparate away

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✉ | Ivy ⇄ Rodolphus

Rodolphus: Can't a ...friend? be concerned? Rodolphus: Of course I'm married. Bellatrix is more woman for me than anyone could ask for. Rodolphus: The only way you can call me Todd is if it's in reference to Sweeney Todd. That makes you Mrs. Lovett. Obsessed with me. Ivy: You're an odd duck, you know that Todd? Ivy: You can leave me and my girlfriend alone now, thanks :)

[intimvtes]

me: *walks up to a group of middle schoolers skateboarding*

me: lemme show you a trick or two

middle schoolers: *hand me a board*

me: this one’s called stealing

me: *runs away with it*

[chonidale]

CHONI WEEK ► day seven: free choice - madnessa during production of S7

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@rxxlestrange

Ivy glanced around, desperate. She occasionally still helped at the Hog's Head when Aberforth reached out to her. He only asked when he had no other choice, and Ivy very rarely said no, needing the money to support herself and Pansy. The problem was that she couldn't find somebody to babysit and ended up taking the child to work with her. However, as the baby crawled across the dirty floor behind the bar, Ivy caught a whiff of something pungent. She needed to find someone to watch the bar for her for just a minute so she could tend to Pansy.

Rabastan Lestrange entered the bar at the perfect time, and Ivy felt herself relax slightly. "Rab, you have no idea how excited I am to see you!" She greeted with an unreasonably large grin on her face. "If you can do me a favour and just stand here behind the bar for like two minutes, and tell people to wait until I get back, I'll give you free drinks for the rest of the day." She fluttered her eyelashes, trying to look sweet with a pout on her lips. "Pretty please?"

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✉ | Alecto ⇄ Ivy

Alecto: girrll. You gotta keep on top of your nights off or you'll end up working every night. Alecto: Okay. Perfect. You can come to mine and we can just hang out. Like old times. Alecto: I'd say just bring Pansy, but the chances are high that she'd distract me. Ivy: If only I had a rich mummy and daddy, then I'd never have to work again and everything Pansy ever needed would be paid off. Ivy: I know you'd love to see her, but I need you all to myself. Ivy: You order the takeout and I'll bring the booze?

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✉ | Ivy ⇄ Rodolphus

Rodolphus: You know what I'm talking about. Rodolphus: You're not stupid. Rodolphus: Unless it comes to Alecto. Rodolphus: You're both a disaster. Rodolphus: Never call me Todd again. Ivy: Why are you so concerned about my relationship with Alecto? Ivy: Aren't you married, Todd?

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✉ | Ivy ⇄ Rodolphus

Rodolphus: I hear someone is getting back together with someone else. Rodolphus: Are you two going to figure it out already? Rodolphus: I need to know for scientific purposes. Ivy: What the hell are you talking about?? Ivy: Me and Alecto?? Ivy: Stay the hell out of my business, Todd. Ivy: Rod* Autocorrect

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