Post by LILY MARIE EVANS on Apr 16, 2012 12:35:03 GMT -5
LILY MARIE EVANS
• Sounds of laughter shades of live are ringing through my open ears,
Inciting and inviting me, Limitless undying love which shines around
me like a million suns. It calls me on and on, across the universe•
• Sounds of laughter shades of live are ringing through my open ears,
Inciting and inviting me, Limitless undying love which shines around
me like a million suns. It calls me on and on, across the universe•
»»Full Name:
Lily Marie Evans
»»Nicknames:
Lil, Lovely Lily, Evans, Mudblood
»»Birthday:
January 30th
»»Gender:
Female
»»Sexual Orientation:
Straight
»»Occupation:
Student
»»Eye Color:
Green
»»Hair Color:
Red
»»Height:
5’4
»»Weight:
125lb
»»Overall Appearance:
Lily stands at 5’4 with a slender soft frame. Her skin is pale but healthy looking and carried only a few scars from various childhood mishaps. She does have a birthmark on her inner right thigh of a patch of paler skin that is almost in the shape of a warped heart. Long thick waves of red fall to her upper mid back and tend to be left down and forgotten or thrown carelessly up. Her oval shaped face has a few lightly shaded freckles across her cheeks underneath her wide green eyes. Her lips are full and prone to smile even when she is sad. As for attire Lily is still quite attached to her muggle roots. When she isn’t wearing her Gryffindor uniform Lily prefers muggle dresses or long skirts. She rarely wears dark colors but she does like earthy tones of green or blue. She doesn’t have any tattoo’s or piercings though she has been known to wear clip on in her ears for special occasions. While she may be very aware of her gender Lily isn’t one for over doing her appearance or wearing highly uncomfortable clothes or shoes. She figures if she is uncomfortable what’s the point in being beautiful?
»»Likes:
Lily has been known to be a very kind hearted and giving person. She believes in loving others and equality, especially given the prejudice against muggle-borns. However she is also observant and realizes that not all bullies are in the form you expect them to be or that their reasons are done purely out of cruelty. In this Lily is very open minded in the way she views others and can be a little too forgiving at times. She isn’t a push over though despite her kind heart and has also been known to have a fierce streak that runs through her. Protective, Lily can have a sharp tongue when she is angered or those she loves are threatened. She is highly skilled in dueling and is fearless to use that when it is called for. In fact Lily is fearless in general and this had often gotten her in trouble or drawn to dangerous situations if even for the right intentions. She is a friendly spirit that looks for the beauty in others and hopes that they can see the beauty in her. Her most obvious trait would most likely be her stubbornness as this is the core value to most of her personality- the stubbornness to be who she is, to love others, to reach out to people and to not back down even when it would have her best interest in mind. Her second most obvious trait would be her intelligence and talent. Even from an early age Lily has shown a mind for studies and a talent for magic. She has never flaunted these traits though and instead attempts to use it to help others.
»»Powers:
{{ Patronus}} During her fourth yeah Lily discovered that she could produce the Patronus Charm after several practiced attempts. The memory that caused the charm to take a familiar shape of a doe was from her first year at Hogwarts. Severus and she had gone out to practice flying when Lily had lost her grip, nearly causing her to tumble to the ground, when Severus had caught her. He told her he’d never let her fall and it was the first time that Lily felt she had a friend she could trust her life on.
»»Weaknesses:
{{Legilimency & Occlumency}} Before Lily and Severus’s fight he had been attempting to teach her what he knew of Legilimency and Occlumency. However Lily could not seem to take to the magic as well as him. Her mind had been too trained to be open and fearless to suddenly ask it to conceal itself or to invade another’s mind. She can manage Occlumency for a short amount of time but isn’t very strong in her resolve yet.
»»Family:
Father- William Sean Evans, Deceased, Professor, Muggle
Mother- Annie Elizabeth Evans, 40yrd, Therepist, Muggle
Sister- Petunia __ Evans, 18yrd, College Student, Muggle
»»Other Important People:
N/A
»»Pets:
A Snow Owl named Wynter
»»History:
Lily Marie was born on January 30th as the youngest daughter to William and Annie Evans in Cokeworth, England. As a jealous child her elder sister disliked Lily from the beginning, though Lily often looked up to Petunia. The two girls had a loving and creative upbringing with a father in a respectable profession as a Professor and a mother who was more looked down upon for her career as a therapist but always an entertaining light. Still Lily would not have changed her childhood for anything. She loved her bad tempered sister, her inventive mother and her stuffy but loving father. She spent more of her days playing with the other children in their neighborhood and meditating with her mother although Lily tended to fall asleep during these moments more than actually centering her mind. As Lily grew older she began to realize that she was even more different than she originally thought. By the age of seven she could make a flower bloom in her hand or make a doll dance unexplainably. Of course when Petunia saw this she began to dislike Lily even more, often calling her ‘freak’ or ‘weird’. For Lily this made her very insecure as not only did she not know why she could do what she could but her own sister hated her for it.
Fortunately for Lily at the age of nine she met a very peculiar boy. He had told her that she was a witch and Lily had immediately befriended him. Severus had told Lily everything he knew about the wizarding world during the time they waited for their Hogwart letters. They became best friends and stayed that way even after they were sorted into rivalry houses. Unwilling to let their differences tear them apart Lily went against her house rules to be close to Severus and even defended him against her housemates. At first, she didn’t understand why there was such a gab between the pure-bloods and the muggle-borns. However as time went on Lily began to realize the fascination the Slytherin house had in the Dark Arts and their warped beliefs. Still Lily had faith in Severus, choosing to spend most of her time torn between him and her other friends. She found peace in her studies or during the times alone she had talking to Severus. By her third year Lily had proven she was a very capable witch and was offered a position in various clubs, one of which was the Slug Club.
Lily’s fourth year has been her most difficult yet, even despite later ending her friendship with Severus. She had been ready to return home for Christmas break when she learned that her father had been killed in a car accident. Oddly enough it was not Severus who comforted her in the common room that night but one, in Lily’s opinion insufferable, James Potter. Lily had never given much thought to James before other than annoyance at his constant bullying of Severus. However during that moment Lily had seen a much softer side of James. After her father’s death Lily returned to Hogwarts and began to view things slightly different. She notice Severus’s fascination with the Dark Arts growing more intense and those she thought were just childish pricks were really not as bad as they acted. In Lily’s fifth year she discovered that Remus was a werewolf and kept his secret, even bringing him chocolate after each one in hopes that it would make him feel better. She started to reach out to the Maurders more but still never thought twice about scolding them if she caught them harming Severus. It was during one of these times of defense that things changes dramatically for Lily. Severus had called her a mudblood, a word he was sworn to never use against her. Feeling betrayed Lily had ended their friendship and has been withdrawn from Severus since.
Now in her sixth year Lily is finding that she can no longer avoid picking sides. It is obvious that a war is coming and without Severus there to keep her hoping that things can be different Lily has decided to support Dumbledore. Recently she was appointed the Head girl position and with her letter the Headmaster had inquired about her joining the Order once she graduated. Lily accepted. She thought that her future might be set then. That is until she began to notice there were more students at Hogwarts than she remembered and one frighteningly similar to the thorn in her side James Potter.
»»Roleplay Sample:
The air was cool against Rosalie’s back as she traveled through the streets of Hogsmeade. Her skin was cold from the rain that fell before her and continued to engulf the little town. She attempted to keep the river in the air from drenching her as she pulled her cloak closer to her frame and cast a drying spell. Her shoes clicked softly from puddle to puddle and caused her to frown when her shoes slowly began to fill with water. She sighed deeply before finding the humor in her situation and allowed an accepting laugh to escape her lips. It really was amusing that she had decided that today would be a good one for a trip to Emmeline’s Apothecary. In all honestly her judgment had been made after an overnight assisting to her Mentor, who’s lab had no windows, and she had not realized how terrible the weather would be. Laughing at herself Rosalie attempted to comb out the tangles in her hair with her fingers as she ignored the blush that had found itself on her face.
It was then that she reached her destination. Rosalie hurried into the little shop only to nearly slip on the step and catch herself with the door. The dark wood felt soft against her hand as she straightened herself out before entering the building. Once inside she cast another drying spell to catch any water that she may have missed and turned her sapphire gaze to the many shelves of supplies. Rosie forgot her misstep of coming out today as she looked over all the rare ingredients and instead found herself enthralled at what she saw. Potions has always fascinated her, but now that she understood the true art of it, it had also become like art to her. The ingredients were the actors in the cauldrons theatre creating a story for society. Rosalie gently removed a stray lock of hair from her face as she found herself in a particular section and looked over at the Amaranthus.
A highly intriguing flower that was extremely rare and expensive, but needed for the potion she had meant to make tonight. Rosalie picked up the vial that held one of the golden flowers in it and carefully carried it to the clerk with the intent to buy. The man smiled wickedly at her but Rosalie could only blush as she made her purchase and left the little shop to return to the rain. Thankfully by now the sky had stopped beating the people of the town with the water and instead let down a soft mist to walk in. Rosalie decided then to forgo her drying spell and instead feel the cold moist air on her flesh as she walked towards the Three Broomsticks. It had been a while since she had found the time to stop for a drink and the pub seemed to be glowing with life despite the nasty weather. So, Rosie entered the pub and was attacked by the smells of butterbeer as well as wet wood when she closed the door.
She removed her cloak at one of the back tabled and sat carefully as to not injure the vial in her pocket. It was then that one of the barmaids, a pretty woman with golden curls, took her order and left Rosalie staring. As of late she had been denying her urges to try being with a woman. In fact, not even her sister knew yet how Rosalie felt. It was all just so confusing. Then the woman bent slightly to set Rosie’s drink on the table and she caught a glimpse beneath her shirt. Rolling her eyes at herself and downing her fire whiskey Rosalie once again laughed at herself. She felt like a school girl again and blushed deeply at that thought before muttering to herself. “Get a grip, you are pathetic!” Just as the words exited her mouth Rosalie then realized that someone was approaching her table. She decided to hide her self scolding and inside smile warmly at the person, much as she always did when it came to people. ….
It was then that she reached her destination. Rosalie hurried into the little shop only to nearly slip on the step and catch herself with the door. The dark wood felt soft against her hand as she straightened herself out before entering the building. Once inside she cast another drying spell to catch any water that she may have missed and turned her sapphire gaze to the many shelves of supplies. Rosie forgot her misstep of coming out today as she looked over all the rare ingredients and instead found herself enthralled at what she saw. Potions has always fascinated her, but now that she understood the true art of it, it had also become like art to her. The ingredients were the actors in the cauldrons theatre creating a story for society. Rosalie gently removed a stray lock of hair from her face as she found herself in a particular section and looked over at the Amaranthus.
A highly intriguing flower that was extremely rare and expensive, but needed for the potion she had meant to make tonight. Rosalie picked up the vial that held one of the golden flowers in it and carefully carried it to the clerk with the intent to buy. The man smiled wickedly at her but Rosalie could only blush as she made her purchase and left the little shop to return to the rain. Thankfully by now the sky had stopped beating the people of the town with the water and instead let down a soft mist to walk in. Rosalie decided then to forgo her drying spell and instead feel the cold moist air on her flesh as she walked towards the Three Broomsticks. It had been a while since she had found the time to stop for a drink and the pub seemed to be glowing with life despite the nasty weather. So, Rosie entered the pub and was attacked by the smells of butterbeer as well as wet wood when she closed the door.
She removed her cloak at one of the back tabled and sat carefully as to not injure the vial in her pocket. It was then that one of the barmaids, a pretty woman with golden curls, took her order and left Rosalie staring. As of late she had been denying her urges to try being with a woman. In fact, not even her sister knew yet how Rosalie felt. It was all just so confusing. Then the woman bent slightly to set Rosie’s drink on the table and she caught a glimpse beneath her shirt. Rolling her eyes at herself and downing her fire whiskey Rosalie once again laughed at herself. She felt like a school girl again and blushed deeply at that thought before muttering to herself. “Get a grip, you are pathetic!” Just as the words exited her mouth Rosalie then realized that someone was approaching her table. She decided to hide her self scolding and inside smile warmly at the person, much as she always did when it came to people. ….
»»Alias:
Eva
»»How you found us:
I don’t remember =(
»»RP experience:
Two Years
»»Your expected level of activity:
Active XD
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