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Lavender Brown; (I got bored so did one :D)
Topic Started: Oct 10 2010, 02:45 PM (140 Views)
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LAVENDER ELLADORA BROWN,
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WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO?

Behind every beautiful thing there is some kind of pain. - Bob Dylan



TODAY IS IN THE AIR AGAIN
ABOUT YOU ABOUT YOU ABOUT YOU


hey, hey, what's up, what's up? my name's ASH and i'm damn rad, especially for a 21 year old! anyway, i've been in this roleplaying world, doing my shitnit for Erm... 8 months. pretty cool, no? 'd love my member title be Scared, Haunted yet Beautiful. and oh for merlin's sake! the code phrase is CODE PHRASE HERE! happy now?

ANOTHER INCIDENT THAT JUST WENT OFF
THE BASICS THE BASIC THE BASICS


FULL NAME: Lavender Elladora Brown
NICKNAME(S):Lavs
SEX: Female
AGE/DOB:20... 26th June 1980
HOUSE: Gryffindor *rawr*
BLOOD STATUS: Half blood
ALLIANCE: Dumbledore's Army Biatch :D
SEXUALITY: Straight!
JOB: Healer and Potion Maker (Wolf Expert...)


THIS TIME I WON'T TAKE THE BLAME
THE APPEARANCE THE APPEARANCE THE APPEARANCE


FACE CLAIM: The ever Gorgeous Kate Hudson
EYES: Light Brown
HAIR: Blonde
HEIGHT: 5"8
WEIGHT: Like i'm going to tell you that... (about 12 stone)
SKIN TONE: Pale
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:Scars covering my left side, chest and leg, Usually covered with a Glamour Charm


PRETTY OBVIOUS WHO NEEDS TO SHUT UP
THE PERSONALITY THE PERSONALITY THE PERSONALITY


LIKES:Shopping, Chocolate, Coffee, Rare meat.
DISLIKES:People staring, Full Moon, The taste of Wolfsbane, Cooked meat.
HABITS/QUIRKS:Biting my lip, pouncing and tackling Hannah and Neville.
STRENGTHS:Increased senses close to FM, Loyalty, Bravery, Courage, Cunning, Healing, Potion making.
WEAKNESSES:Rare meat. Coffee. Emotional, Stubborness,

PERSONALITY: Lavender is really stubborn but that is pretty much the only personailty trait which she kept since her attack during the final battle. Now she is more reserved and values life for what it is. She spends most of her time at St mungos and is very reserved in herself. Scared people will run away when they find out what she is. She tries to pretend everything is ok but really she is struggling to come to terms to what happened to her. Her temper gets very bad especially around Full Moon and she can get rather mean.

The loss of her parents haunts her because she never found out who killed her mother and she knows that Greyback and the snatchers killed her father as Dean killed her in on these details as he escaped from that group. She is really loyal to her friends and was there for Hannah when her mother was killed however she does not remember that evening much like Hannah.


JUST HOW LUCKY DO YOU FEEL?
THE MAGIC THE MAGIC THE MAGIC


WAND: Willow 10" Dragonheart String
PET:An owl Named Arty and a Kitten named Mittens.
BROOM:Don't be stupid...
AMORTENTIA:Coffee, Lavender, Musk
MIRROR OF ERISED:To have her parents back and not have the scars which cover her once perfect figure.
BOGGART:Greyback
DEMENTOR: Attack during the Final battle. Seeing the fangs coming closer before everything going black
PATRONUS:Lioness, (Memory: Summer party before 6th year with family and friends.


NO DOUBT WE'D HAVE COLLIDED ANYWAY
THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY


FATHER'S NAME: Thomas Andrew Brown (Deseased)
FATHER'S OCCUPATION: Ministry Worker
MOTHER'S NAME:Rosalie Lysandra Brown Nee Black (Deseased)
MOTHER'S OCCUPATION: Former Healer, Housewife
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER FAMILY: Lavender's family tree

HISTORY:Lavender was born in 1980 to Rosalie and Thomas Brown. Lavender's Mother is a pure blood witch and is one of the members of the Noble house of Black, Rosalie's mother married into the House of Black. Rosalie was Disowned from the family shortly after leaving Hogwarts for Marrying Lavenders Father Thomas who she met at Hogwarts, Rosalie was in Slytherin like the rest of her family and she met Thomas who is a muggleborn Gryffindor whilst in Hogwarts though they kept their Relationship a secret as Rosalie knew her family would not approve. Once they Married and moved Rosalie fell Pregnant with Lavender.

Lavender was a quiet child, prefereing to read and draw rather than play and was very much a free spirit which meant she was often bumping herself and hurting herself. Lavender was 6 when she first showed signs of magic, and soon gained a lot of control over things, Lavender showed great skill at predicting small things such as glasses falling, the weather which makes her very good at Divination.

Rosalie and Thomas were overjoyed the day Lavender got her letter and they bought her a Rabbit named Binky. Upon entering Hogwarts she soon developed a close relationship with Parvati Patil and they soon became best friends and often were told off for being too giggly. Lavender also shares a dormitory with Hermione Granger whom she is on good terms with.

Her time at Hogwarts passed like most school terms but in her final year she took part in the battle of hogwarts and during this battle Lavender's life changed forever. Both her parents were killed during this year. her mother was murdered by the Death eaters for being a blood traitor and her father was killed by snatchers as he tried to flee. leaving Lavender all alone.


C'MON NOW, MAKE MY DAY
THE PROOF THE PROOF THE PROOF

ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE:
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Taken from: Into the Darkness...
One by one the faces and voices left, Lavender didn’t know what was happening, she was still curled up the top of her bed, every part of her ached as she sat there curled up in a ball. She had to endure the pain in order to get away from the faces. They looked familiar yet so did the face in her dream. The face that caused all her pain. She saw the anguish, the hurt and the despair in the faces that were now leaving the room.

The boy she spoke first to, who was there when she woke up left first. He looked hurt and angry and guilt passed through her as she watched him leave but she didn’t understand why she felt guilty. This was intensified by the second boy, Neville he said his name was, retreating from the room. Who was Neville? her brain swirled and dizziness passed through her as she tried to focus on the one remaining person in the room now. The only girl in the group, panic clearly etched in the beautiful delicate features on her face as she turned to face her, trying not to let fear show on her face as tears fell down Lavender’s distressed and panic ridden face. The pretty blonde girl was clearly trying to hold herself together as she spoke ”I’m Hannah, You’ve been through a terrible ordeal – you were crucioed. You don’t remember, but we’re best friends. Like sisters, really”
Lavender didn’t understand what was being said, what she was being told. ”What is going on??? she screamed internally. She yearned for answers. She needed pain relief. She wanted to get out of the bed and comfort the faces. To make them feel better. She didn’t know if they were friend or foe but she hated seeing people upset, at her doing. She looked helplessly back at the blonde witch still not registering who she was, the names rang a bell in her mind but she didn’t know why.
Tears still flowing down her face she looked terrified, she wanted answers but she didn’t understand what people where saying to her. No one was telling her where she was, what had happened. Anything. Her eyes followed the young blonde witch as she said ”I’ll be right outside” and she left like the two faces before her.

Lavender uncurled herself as she stretched back towards her former lying down position as a wave of sickness and dizziness hit her again and everything went blurry. Too much information had been given to her and she tried to move to quickly. She didn’t even try to hold on, She just let the blackness take her.

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Images passed through her mind, moving fast, her mind was spinning trying to hold on. Images and faces flashing through her mind, nothing fixed, nothing set.
The voices started. The Irish voice that had spoken to her in her room wandered into her brain as the images flew by. It was speaking to her. Telling her to relax. But should couldn’t relax. She ached all over. The Irish voice soothed her a little ”Lavender you need to relax. Relax. Please came the voice. It was as soft as silk and she took a deep breath.

Her body floated upwards as she fell into what could be assumed were dreams…

She was lying in bed, tears pouring down her face as a pair of strong arms enveloped her, the soft irish voice she recognised crooning to her telling her everything was going to be ok. She believed his words, she felt the warmth of his heart against her wet skin, safety. She kept apologising for something that had happened a while ago, because of a person, but he silenced her with a kiss. She broke apart confused until she heard the words “I think i’m in love with you Lavender” These words made her kiss him again.
A blissful moment in her life, one she would remember for the rest of her life.

But then he in a flash, he was gone, it was dark.

She remembered that kiss, she remembered that boy. How could she not, he had always been there for her when she need him most.

Seamus Finnigan.

The boy who held her heart.

Another flash of light and everthing changed

Laughter, Joy, Noise, this is what surrounded her now. She turned, she was in a dress.

She felt the air around her legs and voices of people talking happily in small groups. She looked around nervously. She saw the kind round faced boy again. Smiling happily as he talked to people, he spotted her and walked over to her, hugging her. She was not frightened, or in pain but she felt happiness. She saw Seamus but he did not speak to her. He looked younger. maybe this is further in the past was the thought that passed through her head. She smiled at the kind faced boy as he talked to her about plants. Herbology, it rung a bell. Somethings were starting to click in her head as she looked around. Singing started…Happy birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Neville! Happy birthday to you

A flash of light and everything went black.

Recollection: ”I’m Neville Longbottom came the voice from the hospital wing. Neville! Dear Sweet forgetful Neville. She remembered him now. His kind round face and his warm eyes.

A flash and everything changed once again

She was back in her room, Giggling came from a voice, as everything came into focus again the friendly face of a beautiful blonde girl came into view, they were giggling and making shopping plans…what where they planning she wonderedthey were talking of Seamus and Neville. There faces passed through her again as she sat talking and giggling about everything. They were girlfriends, that was clear but she was still unsure of the name.

Everything swirled again and she was in a shop with the same blonde girl, talking about decorations, they were planning a party. Who’s party? she suggested gold and red. Gryffindor? The pretty blonde wrinkled her nose… she is not Gryffindor but they carried on. Shopping was something that made the other girl uncomfortable but she put up with it for her. They shared a muggle taxi together, going shopping again, talking about her mother.

Everything swirled once again as a final image came into show. They were in the other girl’s kitchen, baking, their hands in the flour as they mounded the cookie dough together, the pretty blonde looked worn out, tired, like she was going through hell but what they were doing was cheering her up. They were avoiding talking about something and she knew what. The other girls mother.

A flash of light and everything went black again.

She knew who the other girl was. HANNAH!
How could she forget the closest thing she had to a sister??
Her best friend?
The girl who was there for her through thick and thin.
The girl that made her smile no matter what and was always there for her.


Another flash went passed her but this was a different one. Red light.

Pain is what she felt now. She was on the floor, panting, she had been hit by a spell and saw the face a wild woman with jet black hair, and anger in her eyes pushing the second caster out of the way smirking at her she muttered something that Lavender couldn't make out as her ears were ringing from the previous TWO curciatus curse. However she did hear the words the witch said CRUCIO as Lavender felt pain. Pain rushing through her she writheed and felt her head hit the floor, this pain hurt even more, combined with the cuciatius curse, it was unbearable. Hot fluid seep into her face, into her open a mouth, blood. Pain continued to rock through her body as she heard a cackle. a loud evil cackle.
And she screamed.

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Lavender regained conciousness, she screamed loudly as if the wild woman was back in the room. She was alone.

Where had Seamus, Neville and Hannah gone?

Where they near by or had the left her?

She was alone and everytime she blinked she saw the face of her tortured. She cried and sobbed, her scream had evidently caught the attention of a healer as someone came rushing into see her. Panicking Lavender flung her arms around the poor Healers neck and Sobbed. ”she came back…she…she” she cried hard.

She wanted Seamus back.

She wanted Neville.

She wanted Hannah but she had chased them all away because she couldn’t remember who they were. Now she could. She remembered somethings but not others. ”Where..are...they…have they left” she sobbed hard into the healers shoulder as the Healer pushed her back into her bed ”They are outside…” she explained to the crying girl.

She gave her a potion to help her sleep and left but it was within seconds that the same image was back, a woman, screaming crucio, and pain like she had never felt before, she woke up over riding the potion, screaming even louder this time, she was being tortured, even here. Tears fell down her eyes as she continued to screamed, pleading"Go away...Please...just leave me alone...stop hurting me, her fingers in her hair staring as the door was flung open and someone rushed back into her room….


BLOODHOUND AND OF NO BETTER PEDIGREE
THE CREDIT THE CREDIT THE CREDIT

OKAY, SO THIS HERE TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY FOR THE WINCHESTER ! OF CAUTION !. DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT STEALING THIS, BECAUSE A HORDE OF INFERI ARE CHARMED TO BE SET ON YOUR ARSE AT THE SLIGHTEST INDICATION! OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
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