Post by Lilith Westlocke on Jun 21, 2018 5:05:36 GMT
Full name: Lilith Westlocke
Nicknames: None
Gender: Female
Blood: Pure-Blood
Age: 15
Birthday: November 13
House: Slytherin
Year: Fifth
Wand: 12" redwood with Dragonheart string core, slightly flexible
Pets: A black cat named Sebastian
Appearance
Eyes: Azul blue
Hair: Black
Height/build: 5'5", triangular build, slim.
General appearance: A round face, sickly pale skin, freckles.
Distinguishing features: Small thin, white scars along her body. Large bags under her eyes.
Personality
Positive traits: Smart, cunning, calculating, a strong sense of justice and morality, reserved, quick-witted.
Negative traits: Cold, off-putting, aggressive in times of stress, impatient, antisocial, snarky, rude, sarcastic, brutally honest.
Pet peeves: People talking over her, people purposely doing something to annoy her, people not listening to her, cat hair on her clothes.
Mannerisms/bad habits: Bites her nails, leaves hair in front of her face, makes sure everything around her is clean and in their designated places.
Likes: Books, alone-time, quiet places, Black Lake, animals, Care of Magical Creatures, Quidditch, going fast, racing, gambling.
Dislikes: Selfish and/or arrogant people, places with large amounts of people, authority, taking orders, people arguing with her, her parents, Death-Eaters.
Biography
Lilith was born in Monaghan, Ireland to her Pureblood mother and father. They live happily and quietly until Lilith was about seven. It was then that Lilith started to notice how her mother took one-too-many sips from that strange silver bottle that she hid in the bathroom cupboard and that her dad always came home late smelling of perfume that her mother did not own.
Eventually, their arguing grew from little sharp words to full out screaming matches in the middle of the living room. Once her mother even smashed a Vodka bottle and one of the shards flew and hit Lilith in the knee. Her parents instantly stopped fighting to check on her knee only to see it already healed into a light scar. That was Lilith’s first sign of magic and that made them happy, but only for a little while. The fights were constant. One day it was about money, the other was about finding new jobs since the Ministry had to let them go, and the next day it was about how Lilith’s hair was a mess—everyday it was something new and pointless. All the anger built up in the household like a bottle rocket. Then, it blew.
Lilith’s parents got a divorce when Lilith was nine. Her mother moved back to her native home of England and her father stayed at the house Lilith grew up in. That began the constant movement of Lilith as she was thrown between homes every other month. When she was at her mother’s house all her mother would do is complain about her father and when she was at her father’s house all he would do is complain about her mother. It was an endless cycle and Lilith was beginning to think she was going to end up in a mental Asylum before she ever got to go to Hogwarts.
Finally, they seemed to turn their hatred from each other into something else—Muggleborns. Now the reasons they lost their jobs was because of Muggleborns taking them and other blood supremacist nonsense. Lilith was counting down the days until Hogwarts, but it seemed too far away. She ended up barricading herself in her room, only sneaking out her window to buy food down the street until the summer was over.
Long, at last, Lilith arrived at her first year at Hogwarts. She didn’t exactly make any friends, nor did she really try. The light feeling of freedom filled her as she realized that she was away from her parents. The year passed too quickly in Lilith’s opinion. Book work and exploration of the castle seemed to fly by. It was too soon before she had to go back home.
Lilith was smart though, but never hopeful. When she got home with the hopes to see her mother excited to see her, she came home to see a drunk mess on the coach and that was the last straw. Lilith already daydreamed such scenarios before and had it all planned. She grabbed her trunk from under her bed and loaded it with clothes. While her mother was unconscious she swiped some galleons and sickles before breaking to the door.
The first few hours were the hardest. She kept doubting herself and her heart ached to go back, but her feet carried her on and eventually, she came to the Leaky Cauldron, where she stayed for a few nights. She doubted her mother even knew she was gone. It wasn’t until the fifth day when she ran out of money that her mother found her and berated her in front of the whole bar before taking her back home.
That just started a new cycle and in Lilith’s opinion—a better one, where she had the control. Lilith soon ran away again. And again. And a third time. Then a fifth time. It didn’t matter about how her father or mother would rage and threaten to lock her in her room. Lilith just kept sneaking out. The longest she was on her own for was a month and a half, where she met street kids and lived with them for a little while. She made her money by gambling it all to the last cent before winning it back. She even got her first tattoo.
But now? It’s back to Hogwarts and Lilith had a taste of freedom and doesn’t plan to let anyone take it away.
Favorites
Song: Mr. Blue Sky by Electric Light Orchestra
Food: Salad (Vegetarian)
School Subject: Care of Magical Creatures
Holiday: Halloween
Season: Winter
Color: Green
Location: Hogwarts
Person: Tends to like to stay alone and away from people
OOC
Other characters: None
How did you hear about us?: Google search
Have you read and do you agree to all the site rules?: Of course
Nicknames: None
Gender: Female
Blood: Pure-Blood
Age: 15
Birthday: November 13
House: Slytherin
Year: Fifth
Wand: 12" redwood with Dragonheart string core, slightly flexible
Pets: A black cat named Sebastian
Appearance
Eyes: Azul blue
Hair: Black
Height/build: 5'5", triangular build, slim.
General appearance: A round face, sickly pale skin, freckles.
Distinguishing features: Small thin, white scars along her body. Large bags under her eyes.
Personality
Positive traits: Smart, cunning, calculating, a strong sense of justice and morality, reserved, quick-witted.
Negative traits: Cold, off-putting, aggressive in times of stress, impatient, antisocial, snarky, rude, sarcastic, brutally honest.
Pet peeves: People talking over her, people purposely doing something to annoy her, people not listening to her, cat hair on her clothes.
Mannerisms/bad habits: Bites her nails, leaves hair in front of her face, makes sure everything around her is clean and in their designated places.
Likes: Books, alone-time, quiet places, Black Lake, animals, Care of Magical Creatures, Quidditch, going fast, racing, gambling.
Dislikes: Selfish and/or arrogant people, places with large amounts of people, authority, taking orders, people arguing with her, her parents, Death-Eaters.
Biography
Lilith was born in Monaghan, Ireland to her Pureblood mother and father. They live happily and quietly until Lilith was about seven. It was then that Lilith started to notice how her mother took one-too-many sips from that strange silver bottle that she hid in the bathroom cupboard and that her dad always came home late smelling of perfume that her mother did not own.
Eventually, their arguing grew from little sharp words to full out screaming matches in the middle of the living room. Once her mother even smashed a Vodka bottle and one of the shards flew and hit Lilith in the knee. Her parents instantly stopped fighting to check on her knee only to see it already healed into a light scar. That was Lilith’s first sign of magic and that made them happy, but only for a little while. The fights were constant. One day it was about money, the other was about finding new jobs since the Ministry had to let them go, and the next day it was about how Lilith’s hair was a mess—everyday it was something new and pointless. All the anger built up in the household like a bottle rocket. Then, it blew.
Lilith’s parents got a divorce when Lilith was nine. Her mother moved back to her native home of England and her father stayed at the house Lilith grew up in. That began the constant movement of Lilith as she was thrown between homes every other month. When she was at her mother’s house all her mother would do is complain about her father and when she was at her father’s house all he would do is complain about her mother. It was an endless cycle and Lilith was beginning to think she was going to end up in a mental Asylum before she ever got to go to Hogwarts.
Finally, they seemed to turn their hatred from each other into something else—Muggleborns. Now the reasons they lost their jobs was because of Muggleborns taking them and other blood supremacist nonsense. Lilith was counting down the days until Hogwarts, but it seemed too far away. She ended up barricading herself in her room, only sneaking out her window to buy food down the street until the summer was over.
Long, at last, Lilith arrived at her first year at Hogwarts. She didn’t exactly make any friends, nor did she really try. The light feeling of freedom filled her as she realized that she was away from her parents. The year passed too quickly in Lilith’s opinion. Book work and exploration of the castle seemed to fly by. It was too soon before she had to go back home.
Lilith was smart though, but never hopeful. When she got home with the hopes to see her mother excited to see her, she came home to see a drunk mess on the coach and that was the last straw. Lilith already daydreamed such scenarios before and had it all planned. She grabbed her trunk from under her bed and loaded it with clothes. While her mother was unconscious she swiped some galleons and sickles before breaking to the door.
The first few hours were the hardest. She kept doubting herself and her heart ached to go back, but her feet carried her on and eventually, she came to the Leaky Cauldron, where she stayed for a few nights. She doubted her mother even knew she was gone. It wasn’t until the fifth day when she ran out of money that her mother found her and berated her in front of the whole bar before taking her back home.
That just started a new cycle and in Lilith’s opinion—a better one, where she had the control. Lilith soon ran away again. And again. And a third time. Then a fifth time. It didn’t matter about how her father or mother would rage and threaten to lock her in her room. Lilith just kept sneaking out. The longest she was on her own for was a month and a half, where she met street kids and lived with them for a little while. She made her money by gambling it all to the last cent before winning it back. She even got her first tattoo.
But now? It’s back to Hogwarts and Lilith had a taste of freedom and doesn’t plan to let anyone take it away.
Favorites
Song: Mr. Blue Sky by Electric Light Orchestra
Food: Salad (Vegetarian)
School Subject: Care of Magical Creatures
Holiday: Halloween
Season: Winter
Color: Green
Location: Hogwarts
Person: Tends to like to stay alone and away from people
OOC
Other characters: None
How did you hear about us?: Google search
Have you read and do you agree to all the site rules?: Of course
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