Username:
iAvus
Registration date:
Long, long time ago. [Like; last year. xD]
Character Name:
Lily Scarlet Ravenwood.
Birthday:
The Fourteenth of July.
House:
Gyrffindor.
Favorite subject:
Defense Against The Dark Arts.
Appearance:
Lily has dark brown hair that she likes to dye red, and a few stripes now and then. Even with her slim figure, she usually puts jackets and jeans over it. She loves necklaces, and you'll never see her without one.
Face claim:
That girl. xD
Skills:
Charms, defenses.
Greatest likes:
-Writing
-Photography
-Cupcakes
Strongest dislikes:
-Spiders
-Death
-Gravity
Worst fears:
Spiders.
Possessions:
-Notebooks, wand, books, and a lot of necklaces.
Wand:
Oak, Phoenix Feather. 13"
Animagus/Patronus:
Puppy.
History:
[This is for you, Sing. xD]
By just meeting Lily, you'd think she had the mopst wonderful of parents, and the most wonderful life. But that's not nessiarily true. She did have both a mother and a father, though. Both muggles. She lived with them, but also with her unclue and Aunt. Now, but her just telling you, her uncle is the most rudest thing that has ever walked this Earth. He always kept distant from the others, like on the other side of the house then them- distant. Her mother kept insistanting that her father went over and talked to him, and one night he did. And never came back. It was then that she startted playing piano, just for something to do. From then on, it was like he only talked to her Uncle. Lily had eavsdropped on them once, and they were talking about a facotry. She didn't catch just what, but that didn't matter.
A few nights later, Lily had awoken to a car starting. Looking out her window, she just caught a glimpse of her father and her uncle. She followed, riding a few blocks behind them. Eventually, they were by that old tire factory. She left her bike behind the bushes, but on her way over them, the back of her shirt got ripped open, displaying her back, but not ripping any skin. not paying any attention to it, she just trudged on.
Her head was poked up by the window, watching them. It was dark, and the glare of the lights on the dusty windows ahd made it hard to see. So, like the adventurous girl she wasm went in. Stupid of her really, because you'll never believe what happens next.
She saw them. Just for a second. But; it was so hard to see. There were dead bodies in piles behind them, and her uncle. Her uncle was stabbing her father with a knife! She called out, and both eyes set on her. Apparently she was intruding. A few seconds later, before she could even step forward, a bag was pulled over her head. She fought, and fought, but it was useless. She was not bound, but the bag. It smelled like; rosemary. And that was the last thing she remembered, before waking up.
In a chair. It didn't have a back, just two arm rests and a seat. Her arms were locked to the rests, while her legs the seat. She blinked, the sunlight suddenly being shadowed by a blind. She opened her eyes, taking in what was around her. She was in the center. The cents of the dead bodies. The smell was excruciating. Ugh. Disgusting. She coughed, and she heard footsteps getting closer.
"Wake." It was more like a command then an suggestion, and she felt it as a blunt object hit her in the temple. She cried out, and then relized what it was. A knife. Oh God. He was going to kill her, wasn't he? Then it hit her. Her father! What had he done with him! Suprisingly, it didn't take long to find her father's lifeless body among the mass amout of others, dried bloddd on his chest.
"Are you listening?! This'll teach ya." The mean tone penetrated her ears, just before an excruciating pain spiraled across her back. He was dragging the knife across her back! From her left waist to her right shoulder blade, it hurt so bad. The knife dug into her skin, and she bled like there was no tomorrow. Oh God. She was going to die.
"Your mother will realize when you're gone, so there is only was to solve this." So, she wasn't goint to die? Yay. She almost laughed out of joy.
"To forget." Wait- What?! Suddenly, there was another blow to her head, not penetrating, but at least knocking her out. She shouldn't wake up for awhile.
------
When she woke up, she was in the hospital. She didn't remember anything except for tiny bits and pieces, and before going to bed. She found out her mother was dead too. Wonder why. Ah well. Needing to start a new life, her Aunt sent her off to Hogwarts.
Anything else:
She loves Quotes.
iAvus
Registration date:
Long, long time ago. [Like; last year. xD]
Character Name:
Lily Scarlet Ravenwood.
Birthday:
The Fourteenth of July.
House:
Gyrffindor.
Favorite subject:
Defense Against The Dark Arts.
Appearance:
Lily has dark brown hair that she likes to dye red, and a few stripes now and then. Even with her slim figure, she usually puts jackets and jeans over it. She loves necklaces, and you'll never see her without one.
Face claim:
That girl. xD
Skills:
Charms, defenses.
Greatest likes:
-Writing
-Photography
-Cupcakes
Strongest dislikes:
-Spiders
-Death
-Gravity
Worst fears:
Spiders.
Possessions:
-Notebooks, wand, books, and a lot of necklaces.
Wand:
Oak, Phoenix Feather. 13"
Animagus/Patronus:
Puppy.
History:
[This is for you, Sing. xD]
By just meeting Lily, you'd think she had the mopst wonderful of parents, and the most wonderful life. But that's not nessiarily true. She did have both a mother and a father, though. Both muggles. She lived with them, but also with her unclue and Aunt. Now, but her just telling you, her uncle is the most rudest thing that has ever walked this Earth. He always kept distant from the others, like on the other side of the house then them- distant. Her mother kept insistanting that her father went over and talked to him, and one night he did. And never came back. It was then that she startted playing piano, just for something to do. From then on, it was like he only talked to her Uncle. Lily had eavsdropped on them once, and they were talking about a facotry. She didn't catch just what, but that didn't matter.
A few nights later, Lily had awoken to a car starting. Looking out her window, she just caught a glimpse of her father and her uncle. She followed, riding a few blocks behind them. Eventually, they were by that old tire factory. She left her bike behind the bushes, but on her way over them, the back of her shirt got ripped open, displaying her back, but not ripping any skin. not paying any attention to it, she just trudged on.
Her head was poked up by the window, watching them. It was dark, and the glare of the lights on the dusty windows ahd made it hard to see. So, like the adventurous girl she wasm went in. Stupid of her really, because you'll never believe what happens next.
She saw them. Just for a second. But; it was so hard to see. There were dead bodies in piles behind them, and her uncle. Her uncle was stabbing her father with a knife! She called out, and both eyes set on her. Apparently she was intruding. A few seconds later, before she could even step forward, a bag was pulled over her head. She fought, and fought, but it was useless. She was not bound, but the bag. It smelled like; rosemary. And that was the last thing she remembered, before waking up.
In a chair. It didn't have a back, just two arm rests and a seat. Her arms were locked to the rests, while her legs the seat. She blinked, the sunlight suddenly being shadowed by a blind. She opened her eyes, taking in what was around her. She was in the center. The cents of the dead bodies. The smell was excruciating. Ugh. Disgusting. She coughed, and she heard footsteps getting closer.
"Wake." It was more like a command then an suggestion, and she felt it as a blunt object hit her in the temple. She cried out, and then relized what it was. A knife. Oh God. He was going to kill her, wasn't he? Then it hit her. Her father! What had he done with him! Suprisingly, it didn't take long to find her father's lifeless body among the mass amout of others, dried bloddd on his chest.
"Are you listening?! This'll teach ya." The mean tone penetrated her ears, just before an excruciating pain spiraled across her back. He was dragging the knife across her back! From her left waist to her right shoulder blade, it hurt so bad. The knife dug into her skin, and she bled like there was no tomorrow. Oh God. She was going to die.
"Your mother will realize when you're gone, so there is only was to solve this." So, she wasn't goint to die? Yay. She almost laughed out of joy.
"To forget." Wait- What?! Suddenly, there was another blow to her head, not penetrating, but at least knocking her out. She shouldn't wake up for awhile.
------
When she woke up, she was in the hospital. She didn't remember anything except for tiny bits and pieces, and before going to bed. She found out her mother was dead too. Wonder why. Ah well. Needing to start a new life, her Aunt sent her off to Hogwarts.
Anything else:
She loves Quotes.
