hey whats up it’s ya girl bee, finally got myself a 2nd muse ( who sadly isn’t jar jar binks )
talk to the hand [ LANA CONDOR ], [ ZINNIA FOX ] is the new kid on the block around here. at [ 20 ], the [ CIS WOMAN ] hangs out at [ NORDSTROM ] in the mall and, like, [ SHE ] totally reminds us of [ ANNIE JAMES ]. oh snap ! what ? their favorite movie is [ ROMAN HOLIDAY ] ???? so is mine !
move over newt a new brit’s in town
zinnia fox is the only daughter of bellamy fox
yeah, that bellamy fox. the front-runner of grudge match, a popular 70s english punk rock band, who later split apart to follow his own solo career and skyrocketed to fame
she never knew her mother, and her dad refuses to talk about her
yes it’s a little switched up from the og parent trap cause the dad’s the british one yada yada
for the past few years her dad’s been dating anastasia blaine, a publicist who zinnia does not like ( cough cough meredith blake basically ) and is lowkey just in it for the fame
the only saving grace is that they’re not married yet even tho anastasia is clearly constantly hinting towards it
but now her dad’s bought a new house in strawberry, a tiny town in the middle of american suburban nowhere, and seems to be leaving the rockstar lifestyle behind in favour of settling down
zinnia does NOT want him to settle down with anastasia
anastasia pronounces her name like ana-STAHS-ya ( like anastasia beverly hills ) and calls zinnia zinny, which she hates more than anything else
zinnia isn’t exactly what you’d expect the daughter of a rockstar to be like, what with her posh english accent, her preppy outfits ( think lara jean covey but 90s. or rachel green ) and her english lit major ( taken exclusively online since she travels with her dad so much )
but this girl has all the swagger and self-confidence of a rockstar’s daughter
she is used to walking into a room and everyone knowing her name
totally used to there being no consequences to her actions
i said my next muse was gonna be a whore and i meant it. zinnia fucks
she’s not ashamed of it either ! or coy about it ! i haven’t seen sex education but like, gillian anderson’s character vibes
she’s absolutely shameless and unapologetic
anastasia wants her to act like a proper little english lady & so she does … but also she weaponizes her femininity like the passive aggressive brat she is
she loves writing & mostly writes romance and erotica. again she is not embarrassed about it
comes off initially as cute and sweet and innocent, and she knows it and uses it
just doesn’t respect men :/ she’ll have sex with them but she just doesn’t respect them
SO MUCH respect for women tho
some trust issues because a lot of people just want to get close to her cause of her father
big dick energy
absolutely chaotic neutral bisexual, pro at pulling pranks & being a little fuck
excellent poker face
small but powerful
she’s a scorpio
allergic to strawberries which is ironic :/ because they just moved to strawberry :/ anyway zinnia hates it & wants to break her dad and anastasia up so they can move tf out of the states and back to england
* ╰ CODY FERN ; 22 ; HE / HIS / HIM —— wow, LUCIUS MALFOY sure has grown! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment… i still remember them being so SILVER-TONGUED & INDULGENT now they just seem DEVIOUS & MANIPULATIVE. guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be a HIT WIZARD but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being FOR BLOOD PURITY in the war.
—— Lucius’ full bio can be found here! It’s long af (i’m sorry), so below is a bulleted abbreviation...which, admitteedly, is still a bit long. ——
᛫ The firstborn and only son of this generation’s pureblood Malfoy family, Lucius is born into the social elite of the wizarding world and quickly becomes their silver prince.
᛫ He is born popular. Mothers fawn over his hair as though it is spun from white gold, fathers toast the elegant savagery laid bare behind his diamond eyes. Teachers favor him for his natural aptitude in charms, history, the darks arts, and potions, while students both awe and quiver at the boy who would be king. He is never alone, surrounded by sycophants and supporters alike, true friends a rarity — somewhat of his own devising.
᛫ It’s during his last few years at Hogwarts that he develops a fascination with the Dark Arts, not wholly unfamiliar with dark magic since his childhood. He starts up a clandestine business selling dark potions and curses to students in search of *blameless* retribution, forever operating in the shadows and wreaking havoc from the comfort of his dormitory. When word of the pseudo-business reaches his professors’ ears, another innocent falls prey to his scheming and takes the blame for him instead.
᛫ Once graduated from Hogwarts, Lucius expands his family's business, collecting and dealing Dark artifacts to worthy buyers, and purveying potions of his own making, various curses he'd devised, and the sordid secrets of others.
᛫ Soon enough, a bloom of greed takes root in his mind, and he desires little more than to reform the house of Malfoy in his image: to capitalize on their strengths, solidify their connections, and eliminate all weaknesses, to cement the Malfoy family as not just one of the great Wizarding families, but the great Wizarding family — not just wheel and deal in the trade of Dark Artifacts, regardless of the gold it brought in.
᛫ At twenty-one, he kills his father with the mere slip of a potion crafted by his own hand. The first year of his ‘reign’ is cut short when a small coup, led by his uncle (once a favorite, now a foe) and increasingly impressionable mother, arrange for Lucius to be stolen off into the night and taken into Edin’s ruthless arms.
᛫ To the rest of the Wizarding World, it is a natural progression to the conquerings of the Malfoy family; after all, it is only fitting that such a family would sink their teeth into yet another magical agency. However, there are still some who quietly support him and believe that there’s a certain truth to the story hidden by chandeliers and smoke.
᛫ Although his family history has forever been intertwined with the magical dark, Lucius makes it a point to appear relatively neutral in regards to blood purity. It’s largely an act, of course — he’s undoubtedly partial to blood purists — but, for the sake of relaying information back to his supporters about possible threats and plots, he keeps up the pretense to play both sides fairly equally.
᛫ To say he is a ‘spy’ is only partially accurate — currently, he is simply an opportunistic sort, eyes set on nothing but the extent of his own skin. He is willing to commit himself to a cause as long as the highest bidder is behind it all. Though he does not know where the weaving twists and turns of his path through Edin will lead, Lucius is forever plotting, examining the world around him as a chessboard if only to claim his rightful checkmate.
EXTRAS:
᛫ *friendly* neighborhood manipulator and murderer !!
᛫ Drama Queen™️ , but kind of on the DL
᛫ is very likely going a bit mad living without the luxuries he’s grown accustomed to; has definitely tried to purchase private living quarters for himself
᛫ daddy issues af
᛫ his hair is big and full of secrets (okay, but seriously... he’s the sort who knows something about everything in the room and knows exactly how to use it against them)
᛫ cannot handle flying on a broom to save his life
᛫ actually very adept with potions and spells! he’d probably make an excellent healer if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s...often the reason people need healing.
OOC.
Hullo all !! I’m Daisy and i’m so excited to be writing for Lucius Malfoy! I use she/her pronouns, I’m 24, and reside in the good ol’ EST. I love puppies, wine, and murderous bad boys — but only the latter in fiction, ofc! I’m hoping to put up some wanted connections / plot bunnies as I flesh Lucius out a bit more, and if you want to plot or chat, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me over Tumblr IM or discord (i’m debaucherie#6347). I can’t wait to write with everyone!
❛ she licks blood off her fingers and she looks like divine absolution. careful, meleager: this is your sport but she’s not playing a game. do not think you are safe because you love her. do not think she will not stain her mouth red with your blood too. ❜
* ╰ jenny boyd ; twenty-two ; she/her — wow, RITA SKEETER sure has grown! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment… i still remember them being so DILIGENT & CLEVER now they just seem DECEITFUL & APATHETIC. guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be a HIT WITCH but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being NEUTRAL in the war.
character parallels: petra solano ( jane the virgin ), annalise keating ( how to get away with murder ), valencia perez ( crazy ex-girlfriend ), cher horowitz ( clueless ), jacqueline white ( unbreakable kimmy schmidt ), lizzie saltzman ( legacies )
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rita skeeter ( born margarita estrella skeeter ) has always craved two things in life: love & attention. from the moment she was born, she would cry and scream until she was coddled in someone’s arms. perhaps it was a side effect of always being seen as second best. you see, it was rita’s sister, adelina skeeter, who was viewed as the golden child, the little girl who could do no wrong, the sickeningly sweet miracle that rita’s parents had always hoped for. rita, on the other hand, was an accident — and she had to spend every second of her childhood proving she was worth anyone’s time.
this, of course, left the young girl starved for affection — she craved it so intensely, the kind of love and attention that her sister was showered in, that any time she was even remotely praised for something, she would repeat that action again and again and again until she was told off for being boring. she moulded herself after addy, so beautiful, so graceful, so intelligent and creative and multi-talented — but never quite enough.
rita’s first year at hogwarts was an absolute nightmare. as addy was a seventh year and head girl at the time, she constantly lived in the shadow of this brilliant, extraordinary witch. rita tried everything to get noticed, to be a pioneer within the slytherin house, but nothing she did was ever enough for what addy had accomplished when she was her age.
it wasn’t until rita decided to put her keen observational skills to use that she began to garner some attention. having spent her whole life up until now observing her older sister, picking for flaws, she knew how to see things that no one else could even dream of seeing. by the end of her first year, she had started so much gossip and intrigue that nearly everyone, including those in older years, would come to her if they had a curiosity they wanted confirmed about another student.
for the next three years, rita clung to this. she’d always wanted to be the best at something, and if this meant she was the best at gossip, then who was she to complain? people were talking to her now, they wanted things from her that no one else could give, and so she leaned into this, pushing and prodding at buttons that everyone else was too scared to even go near and spreading rumours like there was no tomorrow. she was a queen at this, at watching and manipulating and deceiving to get the information she might need to cause a ruckus, and having never particularly cared for the feelings of others in the first place, she had no problem ruining lives if it meant she got the attention she needed.
by the time she entered fifth year, spreading gossip through word of mouth simply wasn’t enough for this ambitious young girl. and so little rita pulled together a team and began a school newspaper, a lengthy publication left at the doorstep of every dorm on the first saturday of every month. the newspaper kept updates on the outside world, the running tally of house points, run-downs of the most recent quidditch games, a q&a and, of course, skeeters corner — hogwarts’ new gossip column.
rita thrived in her last three years at hogwarts. with the paper keeping her busy and the students practically falling at her knees for all its information (they could hate her all they wanted, but everyone loved a bit of gossip) fifth and sixth year flew by in a blink for her. it was in her seventh year that she began to push herself even further. picking classes that would help her shine ( after all, rita had always been talented in more ways than one ), rita pushed herself to stand out as one of the most talented witches in her year, knowing it was something she could achieve now that she was in the spotlight and addy was out of the way. but she continued to push herself outside of classes too --- in her own time, rita saw that there was a way to push her limits even further, and towards the end of her seventh year, rita became an animagus, all on her own.
leaving hogwarts was where things started to change. rita had shone within hogwarts because she was at hogwarts --- it was easy to shine there when she had the entire school wrapped around her finger. out in the real world, however, rita had yet to pull everyone into her trance. she had a brief stint at the daily prophet directly after she had graduated, but they wouldn’t let her shine like she knew she could, and so she left quickly. without things like skeeters corner to keep her busy, rita felt lost.
when she first heard about edin, rita knew what she had to do. she in no way had a dream of becoming an auror, or even a hit witch like she put on her application, but she’d been told edin was for the best of the best, and rita skeeter was the best. so she joined recruitment a year after she had graduated, slightly behind but with a drive that pushed her further than some of her fellow hopefuls. rita had always been a talented witch, but edin was different --- edin was tough, and it took rita an extra year to pass recruitment than anyone else, now making her two years older than her fellow first years.
this extra time however has only made rita even more desperate to prove herself. once she had started recruitment, she needed to finish it, because there was no way she was going to come out as a failure, and the same goes for her now as she walks the halls of the training program. she is not just the best at gossip, after all ( she is the best at that, though ). did addy pass edin recruitment? i didn’t think so.
it’s nice to know as well that there will always be GOSSIP, even at an elite training camp. rita is drawn to drama like a moth to a flame, and she is ecstatic to dig her hands into the meat of edin’s rumour mill. she is, after all, the centre of one of edin’s favourite rumours --- rita skeeter cheated her way into edin. it’s not true, of course ( or is it ), but rita is more than happy to keep the flame of the rumour going. all publicity is good publicity, you see.
* ╰ KATHRYN NEWTON ; TWENTY ; SHE / HER —— wow, DORCAS MEADOWES sure has grown ! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment… i still remember them being so INTUITIVE & OPTIMISTIC now they just seem MATERIALISTIC & CAPRICIOUS. guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be a HIT WITCH but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being NEUTRAL in the war.
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character inspo: amy march ( little women ), shelby wyatt ( quantico ), glinda upland ( wicked ), rachel green ( friends )
dorcas louisa ruth meadowes hails from old money, sweltering summer heat, peaches, spanish moss, and crickets at dusk. she grew up in the american deep south, the baby of a well-established pureblood family.
with four older siblings, two doting parents, and a fleet of nannies, dorcas was never in want of attention. basil & myra meadowes married and had children young and fast; her mother had dorcas’s eldest brother when she was only twenty one, and had dorcas ( the youngest ) five years later.
( her siblings, in order: montgomery, or monty. the only boy, aged 25. clementine, 23. the twins, willow & winona, 22. and last comes dorcas, 20. )
their parents loved them, to be sure, but basil & myra were never much for hard work; the nannies dealt with diaper changes and crying toddlers and scraped knees.
but when the sun was shining, the meadowes would gather their offspring and spoil them rotten with picnics, and weekends at their beach home, and banquets with all basil & myra’s friends. and so all dorcas’s childhood memories of her parents are of laughter and golden days and bliss.
basil & myra held frequent catered banquets, the adults getting flushed and tipsy off rot-your-teeth sugary drinks, cooing over the dolled-up children. dorcas adored the attention. she loved dressing up in her best clothes and showing off the meagre magic she could do ( though she still had impressive control over wandless magic for a child ) and being patted on the head and called darling.
i’m pretty sure jkr has said that ilvermorny is the only north american wizarding school but i’m gonna go ahead and say fuck that cause i can’t see dorcas and her siblings going to ilvermorny, since 1) it’s in massachusetts and 2) it “ has the reputation of being one of the most democratic, least elitist of all the great wizarding schools ” and i think dorcas would’ve gone to a preppier school
also, one school for all of north america ? yeah ok, sure
so we’ll say she went to a smaller, more prestigious wizarding school in virginia, the wizarding equivalent of a private school. aglionby academy vibes from the raven cycle.
it wouldn’t be quite fair to say dorcas excelled in school. she did quite well, but she wasn’t top of her class. more like … fourth in her class.
she wasn’t even top in her siblings. they all had their unofficial roles to play. monty was the athletic one, clementine was the brainy one, the twins were charming and mischievous, and dorcas … dorcas was the pretty one.
but that doesn’t bother dorcas. she loves her siblings, and she loves her parents. everyone knows how close the meadowes family is.
the thing about dorcas is that she never seems bothered. she floats through life with a carefree, laissez-faire attitude, apple-cheeked and dimpled, laughing off any failure that comes her way, because hey, no big deal, it wasn’t that important anyway.
( if you asked dorcas what is important to her, what matters to her, she would have trouble giving you an answer. )
dorcas flits from short-lived interest to short-lived interest. when she was thirteen, it was horseback riding. when she was fourteen, it was wandlore. when she was fifteen, it was poetry. but none of them lasted very long, conquered by that old familiar restless boredom.
dorcas is the quintessential baby sister ( think amy march ) which is why, when monty enrolled in a martial arts course, dorcas insisted on enrolling as well. ( i feel like wizards probably have their own unique styles of martial arts, but i’m gonna say it was something like jiu jitsu where you use the opponent’s strength against them, since dorcas is fairly small )
soon after, monty was recruited by the american quodpot team and had to leave. but dorcas stayed on. something about the thrill of it, the foreignness and the physicality, kept her hooked. when she was on the mat, there was no past or future, just in the moment.
not that she vocalized any of that. if you asked her, it was just a fun way to stay in shape.
dorcas’s parents found their daughter’s new ‘ hobby ’ strange, but delightful and cute, trotting it out as a fun tidbit at parties when they showed dorcas off. did you know, dorcas reckons she’s a wrestler now – bless her ! watch out, she’s dangerous ! followed by a round of laughter.
as a child, dorcas would’ve loved the attention, but now, it was starting to grate. not that she would’ve ever dreamed of protesting — she loved her parents, and they meant well. there was no sense in making a big deal over a silly hobby. it wasn’t that important anyway.
the only person who took her seriously was her coach, a fearsome, grizzled wizard with an amusing name. in fact, robert robertson took her more seriously than she took herself. he wouldn’t let her quit when things got tough, and under his tutelage she branched out, explored other fighting styles, met other experts.
her parents’ interest in her martial training waned quickly, especially when a new hobby came along, one with well-defined cheekbones and striking grey eyes. seymour darville was the nephew of a family friend. also pureblood, of course. he and dorcas hit it off right away, and it wasn’t long before they were an item and their gossipy relatives finally had something to gossip about.
years went by. dorcas grew from a teenager to a young adult. she continued her training. meanwhile, her relationship with seymour solidified. her older siblings all found partners and wed young, just like their parents. dorcas became an aunt four times over. their gossipy relatives began dropping not-so-subtle hints, wondering when it would be dorcas’s turn to take the veil. the cement of dorcas’s future life was hardening.
seymour proposed over a candlelight dinner with roses and a ring, violins enchanted to serenade them. it was picture-perfect, something straight out of a romance novel.
dorcas didn’t answer. she told him she needed time to think about it. for a girl unable to commit to most things, a husband was an awfully big commitment. especially one she feared she’d fallen out of love with. but her family was expecting it, and his family was expecting it, and besides, there was nothing that made a girl half so interesting as a diamond on her finger. right ?
and that was when dorcas was recruited for edin, by robert robertson personally. dorcas had never been overseas before. she’d always stayed home, comfortable with the spanish moss, the peach trees, and american pureblood tradition. going to edin would be … insane. training to be a hit witch ? dorcas wasn’t a hit witch. she’d get one month in before she got bored and wanted to leave. not to mention how far it was. and she had family in georgia, a loving boyfriend, a future.
these were all things dorcas’s family said when she told them she would be going to the united kingdom for a year.
i’m just worried about my little girl, darlin’, her mother said. you’ve never been so far from home before. what if something happens ? what if you don’t come back ?
to which dorcas replied, well, of course i’m coming back. i can’t miss my own wedding.
and of course, that derailed their protests completely, as dorcas knew it would. dorcas would go to edin and play hit witch, have her fun for a year, and then she would come back to her family and her fiancé. shackled to home for life. and edin, and dorcas’s martial training, and the one thing she’d committed to in her life, would stay an ocean away.
some other things:
even though rappaport’s law forbidding muggle and magic interaction was lifted in 1965, when dorcas was five years old, the segregation between muggle and magic was too deeply ingrained to fade that easily. as such, dorcas is HELLA clueless about the muggle world ! her private school had very few muggleborns, and the muggleborns that did attend kept quiet about their heritage. there was no muggle studies or anything of the sort.
she’s also used to being rich af lol
other than on the mat, dorcas tends to avoid conflict. she’s genuine, kindhearted and optimistic, and remarkably in tune with others’ emotions, though her pureblood naïveté might rub some the wrong way.
she’s like … fucking good at fighting. she’s nimble and surprisingly strong, and people tend to underestimate her. she works hard to keep herself in top physical health. she eats healthy and exercises regularly.
* ╰ SYDNEY PARK ; 21 ; SHE / HER —— wow, ALICE FORTESCUE sure has grown ! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment … i still remember them being so SELF-RELIANT & AMBITIOUS, now they just seem CYNICAL & SELF-RIGHTEOUS. guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be an AUROR but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being AGAINST BLOOD PURITY IN THE WAR.
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alice eve fortescue lived a very different childhood than she could have. she was born alice eve selwyn, the only child of leopold selwyn & estelle selwyn ( née fortescue ). leopold was high up in the department of magical law enforcement. estelle came from a rich lineage of kneazle breeding. they were well known and respected in wizarding society.
when alice was two years old, leopold and estelle were killed by a werewolf while on an evening out. the werewolf was never caught.
this drew a lot of media attention. some say the attack was a major trigger in the shift of the public’s attitude towards lycanthropy. and, unfortunately, heavily influenced alice’s attitude towards lycanthropy as well.
and what to do with young alice ? though forgotten by most, estelle had a brother, younger, shabbier. florean. opting out of the family kneazle-breeding business, he instead ran a small ice cream shop in diagon alley with his partner, silas. the ice cream shop didn’t make them much money, but they welcomed young alice with open arms.
this is where alice spent her childhood: the sun-baked streets of diagon alley, the ebb and flow of wizarding london, a cramped but cozy flat above the ice cream shop, air thick with steam and spices, mismatched chairs and loveseats spilling from the living room into the kitchen. this is how alice spent her childhood: trips into muggle london with uncle flo and silas, bare feet on the cobblestone, the clatter and clang of counting sickles and knuts after a long day’s work.
thursday nights were potlucks with the other diagon alley shopkeepers and some other of her uncles’ friends, crammed knee to knee on their living room couches, mismatched chairs cluttering the room haphazardly, the room full of laughter and conversation about politics and current events alice didn’t quite understand.
growing up, alice spent much more time around adults than children her own age. she loved spending time with her uncles and their friends, and if you asked her, she wouldn’t say she missed out on anything by not having friends her own age. but it did result in a child far more serious and mature than her age would suggest.
sometimes on weekends her uncles would take her into muggle london on the tube, visiting places like the british museum, and hyde park, and the cinema. and memorably, london’s first pride march when alice was thirteen.
silas was a muggleborn, and he wanted alice to experience the culture he grew up with. alice enjoyed their trips, but she never really understood their importance until she started at hogwarts. ( where, by the way, she was very nearly a hatstall as the hat debated between hufflepuff and slytherin, but ultimately chose hufflepuff. )
that’s when she realized for the first time how different her parents had been than her loving uncle flo. they had been part of an elite pureblood society, who looked down their noses at muggles and muggleborns, who were for everything uncle flo was against, and against everything uncle flo was for. alice didn’t know what to think. she had always imagined her parents to be kind, wonderful people.
strangers looked at her with pity ( poor little orphaned alice fortescue, living with her disgraced uncle with barely enough to get by ) and oh boy, it made alice’s blood boil. she’s faced a lot of judgement and prejudice in her life — against her, against her uncles, about their living situation — can you blame her for that chip on her shoulder ?
she was proud, and she was stubborn, and she was determined to prove them wrong. so she threw herself into classes, and extracurriculars, and spoke loudly about her belief systems. she excelled in hogwarts, and made head girl for her year ( the year above the marauders ). when the opportunity presented itself to be recruited to edin, alice knew this was where she belonged. if she was accepted to edin, she would’ve proven herself beyond any argument.
she made a mistake in the potion identification portion of the testing period. alice was not accepted to edin.
she received her rejection. she had all sensitive information wiped from her mind. she was humbled. but like a true hufflepuff, she didn’t give up, even though she knew ‘ receiving a second invitation is RARE ’.
alice is the rare exception.
after her potion slip-up, she devoted herself to fixing her mistake. she checked out books on potions from the wizarding library. she argued her way into a potioneer apprenticeship. she eat, slept, and breathed potions.
and she received a second invitation. this time, she passed.
you’d think being one of only a very select few to be re-invited to edin would finally satisfy alice’s need to prove herself, but you would be wrong. alice only saw her initial failure, instead of her eventual triumph. if she was competitive before, she’s even worse now.
she doesn’t only hold herself to high standards — she holds the people around her to high standards as well. she does her best to practice the values her uncles taught her, kindness and honesty and loyalty, but she also expects very little from people.
she’s fiercely independent and insists on doing everything herself, since she thinks other people will disappoint her. but just because she expects disappointment doesn’t mean she’ll forgive it — this girl is self-righteous and holds grudges. always honest, sometimes to a fault.
can take herself seriously sometimes if you couldn’t already tell. not very good at taking constructive criticism.
some other things:
BIG aquarius sun & capricorn moon:
in addition, you are inventive and fearless about expressing your beliefs and views. you believe the individual is completely accountable for himself and the flaws of others can consequently make you impatient. nevertheless, you do have deep humanitarian persuasions. you are not mean or heartless. because you are so independent and secure it is hard for you to comprehend individuals who have psychological problems. tolerance is something you must learn. more compassion is needed toward those who do not share your gifts. ( x )
bit of a muggle nerd thanks to silas
has a bad habit of biting her nails, so she chews gum to stop herself from biting her nails
a good cook
probably wrote for the hogwarts newspaper. also does slam poetry but very lowkey, ONLY for her uncles & the thursday night potlucks. takes inspiration from the beat generation
on the shorter side – all of five foot four inches
“ the caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still. “
* ╰ DANIELLE CAMPBELL ; 20 ; SHE/HER —— wow, ANDROMEDA BLACK sure has grown! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment. i still remember them being so AMBITIOUS & INTELLIGENT now they just seem ALOOF & STUBBORN. guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be a HIT WITCH but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being NEUTRAL ON BLOOD PURITY in the war.
Disclaimer: This is legit my first time playing Andromeda so I hope that you like her! We’re trying something new here, kids.. with playing the detached, cold (yet secretly not so cold) Pureblood princess! Let’s wish me luck since if you know me then you know it’s usually not my style.
Now, it’s on to my other baby of the group who I’m hoping to do justice since she isn’t like the girls that I typically play. But, let’s see how it goes anyways, shall we? Anyways.. this is Andromeda. There are some that can sneak by with calling her Andie but those are the people that she considers to be close. And honestly, she barely let’s those people call her by Andie. She has never really been a huge fan of nicknames... plus “Andie” is a bit boyish.
Her parents are Cygnus and Druella Black. She has an older sister, Bellatrix and a younger sister, Narcissa. There definitely hasn’t really been a picture of “warmth” or “love” in her family. She has always understood that she’s existed to be one thing-- a daughter and a wife. Something that she has known from the moment that she was born as a girl thrust into the same arcane etiquette classes as other Pureblood girls her age. She hated it.
Despite the distaste that grew within her for her parent’s expectations, Andromeda didn’t exactly openly fight against them. ...not at first. She simply sat through the lessons and accepted the pretty things that she received. She waited through her younger years when she was right underneath her parents' radar. Carefully, she laid out the groundwork that was needed to gain their trust and keep into their good graces until she wasn’t underneath their watchful eye all the time.
Something that was granted to her when she was finally able to walk through the doors of Hogwarts. There was no surprise, really, when the dusty, old Sorting Hat was placed on her to shout out Slytherin. She had the clear ambition of any Black flowing through her veins. Although, there had been a brief pause where he had thought about placing her into Hufflepuff. That’s a secret that Andromeda would take to her grave, however. She did not want to deal with the reaction from her family with that knowledge.
It didn’t take Andromeda long to flourish within the walls of Hogwarts. She had always been a rather charming child. Something that had been earned from those long, grueling etiquette classes.. combined with her witty personality in general. She soon earned popularity among her classmates as a result. But, still, Andromeda could be quite the enigma. She had many “friends” but didn’t ever let many people get too close to her. Though, then again, that was maybe what kept people coming at her like a moth to the flame.
Andromeda was strict when it came to her studies while she was at Hogwarts. She knew that she wanted to be much more than the plan that her parents wanted for her. She also knew that she’d have to work like hell to make that happen. So, she worked quite hard to make that happen.. studying late into the night most nights so that she could get to be among the students with the top marks in her classes.
Andromeda seems to be very much a cold, all-business kind of gal. But, really, she can be a softie. There is a reason for that Hufflepuff/Slytherin hat stall, after all. If Andromeda cares about someone, then she cares about that someone deeply. She will go to the ends of the earth to make sure that they are alright... and does whatever she can when it comes to comforting. Right now, in my mind, this mostly applies to those in her family like Narcissa, Evan, Sirius, Regulus and maybe even Bellatrix. But, there could be some others that this extends to as well.
* ╰ INDIA EISLEY ; 21 ; she/her—— wow, BELLATRIX BLACK sure has grown! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment… i still remember them being so CHARMING & QUICK THINKING now they just seem OBSESSiVE & VINDICTiVE guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be a HIT WIZARD but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being FOR BLOOD PURITY in the war. ( Anna ; EST ; 26 ; she/her )
" Revenge isn't to ease the pain, it's to balance the scale. "
TW: parental neglect and neglect of health.
Bellatrix was never given as much attention as her two sister, Andie and Narcissa were given but she was still was raised with the finest things in her life even if they were a bit second-rate.
The house elves paid more attention to Bella than her own parents did, making sure she got meals taken up to her room, washing her bedding, etc. That made her grow a bit of a soft spot towards elves but she didn't show it.
Finally, when she was eleven years old, Bellatrix was headed to Hogwarts and the girl was placed in Slytherin.
Bella was relived to placed in Slytherin and watched with pure distaste as her cousin Sirius went into Gryffindor. From there on out, she put as much as distance between them as possible.
She also distanced herself from her sisters and focused on her studies, especially in Potions, DADA and Charms which were her specialities.
As the school years went on, Bella became more and more obsessed with her favorite subjects and aimed to be accepted into Edin so she could use her talents as a hit-wizard-in-training at the most prestigious academy in the world.
Eventually she finished her education and was accepted to train at Edin as a hit wizard.
Her wildest dreams were finally coming true and Bella refused to let anyone get in the way of achieving them.
She was a little disappointed by the fact her sisters and cousin were accepted but she refused to let it drag her down.
Now Bellatrix has passed recruitment and is more confident than ever, but her beliefs seem to be causing a clash with her peers.
* ╰ NOAH CENTINEO ; TWENTY-ONE ; HE/HIM —— wow, FRANK LONGBOTTOM sure has grown! it’s almost hard to believe they actually passed recruitment… i still remember them being so BENEVOLENT & HARDWORKING now they just seem SHORT-TEMPERED & GULLIBLE guess they’re special if they made it this far. word in the halls is they’re training to be AN AUROR but i don’t think they’ll make it out alive. after all, they’ve shown signs of being AGAINST BLOOD PURITY in the war.
hello! are you ready for another shitty introduction from yours truly? i will try my best to write a decent(ish) introduction for frank here. but, honestly, it is probably just going to sound like a bunch of rambling and bless you if you read through the entire thing.
this is frank christopher james longbottom who is the first and only son of christopher and augusta longbottom. the longbottoms are a part of one of the great sacred twenty-eight families although this is something that you would never know based on frank’s upbringing. christopher and augusta never believed in the idea of blood purity as their peers seemed to. thus, they chose to bring up their son to give no different treatment to others based on the status of their blood.
while augusta may not have believed in the blood purity aspect of a pureblood upbringing, she did believe in her son being brought up any gentleman should be. frank’s education began long before he entered the doors of hogwarts as a result of this. due to the fortune that the longbottoms had, they were able to afford the best tutors that money could buy. thus, they educated him in many different subjects over the years... not limiting him to just a magical education but making him a scholar of the world.
out of all the subjects that frank got to peruse as a child, there was one that he picked up almost naturally. music. he quickly learned how to play the keys of the piano in the longbottom home quite beautifully. this talent was one that quickly and easily transferred over to other instruments. it didn’t take long for his music tutors to rave that frank had an “ear” for music as he seemed to be able to play any instrument that he picked up.
he eventually gravitated to one music over the rest, however. his favorite became the guitar. it was an instrument that he would practice and play until his fingers would get calluses. his mother, of course, crinkled her nose at the thought of her boy playing such an “unclassy” instrument. she didn’t want him to become some juvenile punk rocker. fortunately for her, despite liking that very type of music, frank had no real interest in music as a career.
he has known what he wanted to be from a young age watching his father go off to his dangerous job. he knows that his father’s work as an auror is important. that he is doing the work to keep the wizarding world safe from those that want to taint it. it doesn’t take much for a young frank to decide that he wants to be able to put himself in his fathers shoes. that... one day... he wants to be a hero too.
he has heard stories about hogwarts for his entire life. but, it doesn’t compare to seeing the castle in person. he is nervous about the sorting as he has no idea where he will end up. there is a part of him that believes he is destined to be in hufflepuff... not that that would be a horrible thing. but, he has always been the type that has had a kind heart and that seems fitting for hufflepuff. but, much to his surprise, the sorting hat screams out the words “gryffindor” not even a second after being placed on his head.
he is shocked to be placed in the house that is aligned with “bravery”. despite his desire to one day be a hero, he never was someone that much felt brave. but, the bravery that young frank longbottom possesses shows itself soon enough as the years go on. it doesn’t take him long to take a stand against those that choose to bully the kids that are different.. whether it is because of their blood status or for some other reason. something that is not always a good thing due to his short fuse. he ends up getting detentions more than once for fighting... which augusta is on his case despite what his intentions might have been.
he is scouted for the gryffindor quidditch team in his fifth year. something that he takes to quite easily. he earns the position of “keeper” which he takes as seriously as he does everything else. there is no surprise that he attends every practice without complaint... often he has a smile on his face. sometimes, he even holds his own practices. there was a moment in time where he thought he might go out for the quidditch league. but, in the end, he decided that preparing for the inevitable fight to come was much more important.
as previously stated, frank took things pretty seriously when he was at hogwarts... despite the occasional times when he would goof off with friends. but, he never wanted to seriously muck up his chances at a future, so he was a decent student. he may not have been “stellar”, but he was hardworking enough to get good grades.. and get a recommendation that would get him into the program at edin. something that he is extremely proud of himself for and determined to work hard at.
