AVEREY, lyra alvah

LYRA ALVAH AVEREY,

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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
• the basics • the basics • the basics •
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( FULL NAME ) : Lyra Alvah Averey (No known relation to the Avery family, though since they are both purebloods it is possible there is a connection too far back to remember)
( NICKNAMES ) : Ly
( SEX ) :  Female
( BLOOD TYPE ) : Pureblood
( AGE & DOB ) : Sixteen, 13th of December
( YEAR ) : Sixth
( HOUSE ) : Ravenclaw
( CANON? ) : No
( OCCUPATION ) : Student
( AFFILIATION ) : Neutral
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : Heterosexual
( WAND ): 

Chestnut

This is a most curious, multi-faceted wood, which varies greatly in its character depending on the wand core, and takes a great deal of colour from the personality that possesses it. The wand of chestnut is attracted to witches and wizards who are skilled tamers of magical beasts, those who possess great gifts in Herbology, and those who are natural fliers. However, when paired with dragon heartstring, it may find its best match among those who are overfond of luxury and material things, and less scrupulous than they should be about how they are obtained. Conversely, three successive heads of the Wizengamot have possessed chestnut and unicorn wands, for this combination shows a predilection for those concerned with all manner of justice.

Unicorn Tail Hair

Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard.

Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may ‘die’ and need replacing.

( LIKES ) : 
 
• Animals ;; Lyra loves animals, and her favourite subject is Care of Magical Creatures. She likes to be alone with animals, and finds them easier to deal with than people. She often understands animals better than most, and has the uncanny ability to clam them down. Most animals like her.

• Outdoors ;; Lyra likes being around greenery, which goes hand in hand with her love of animals. She likes to be outdoors, in the fresh air, and feels most at peace there.

• Reading ;; Lyra likes to read, although she doesn't do much of it. She's too restless and impatient to sit still for very long, unless a book really captures her imagination.

• Exploring ;; Lyra loves exploring the castle, especially when she goes places she isn't supposed to. She likes breaking into locked rooms, or venturing up forbidden stairways. She also likes to be at the very top of the castle, and climbs out onto the roof to think.

• Music ;; Lyra can play the piano (although she hasn't had lessons for years) and has a beautiful singing voice. She likes to sing, but can get nervous when she's around other people. She doesn't like to show off.

• Breaking Rules ;; Lyra gets a thrill from breaking rules and defying authority. Her day isn't complete if she hasn't broken even one, small rule.

• Her twin brother ;; Lyra's brother is her best friend, and she loves spending time with him. She likes it best when its just the two of them alone, so she can relax.

( DISLIKES ) : 

• Injustice ;; Lyra hates injustice and unfairness, and she finds it hard to just stand by and let it happen.

• Being cooped up ;; Lyra doesn't like being kept inside, or being bossed around and told what to do. She likes to feel free, and becomes petulant when she feels someone is trying to contain her.

• Cruelty ;; Lyra does't like to see cruelty, especially to animals. She loves animals, and hates that they can't always defend themselves.

• Being treated like a child ;; Lyra hates being seen as incapable, and her brother especially has a tendency to treat her like a little girl.

• Dressing up ;; Lyra doesn't like dressing up very much. She doesn't wear dresses (sometimes skirts), and she doesn't wear much make up. A lot of the time she goes without. She doesn't like vanity, and fussing over her appearance.

( STRENGTHS ) : 

• Gentleness ;; Lyra has a gentleness to her, although it isn't often seen. Although she can be outwardly quiet sometimes, her gentleness isn't always so obvious.

• Personal strength ;; Lyra has been through a lot in her life, and has survived it. She has a hard road ahead of her, but she tackles it all with a quiet strength and courage.

• Pure minded ;; Lyra, in some respects, has a very innocent mind. Her thoughts are often untainted with want of personal gain. She likes to focus on things other than herself. However, Lyra is not naive, and has seen and experienced things that have aged her beyond her years.

• Lying ;; Lyra is an excellent liar. No body can ever catch Lyra in a lie, and she can look the picture of innocence, even when telling a whopper.

• Canny ;; Lyra is very astute, and intelligent. She is very shrewd for her age.

( WEAKNESSES ) :

• Stubbornness ;; Lyra is impossibly stubborn. She doesn't always have to get her way, but she refuses to be told what to do. When someone tries to boss her she will often do the opposite, just because she can.

• Reckless ;; Lyra can at times be reckless, and takes risks without thinking for the sake of her curiosity and sense of adventure.

• Cheeky ;; Lyra can be cheeky at times, which can get her into trouble. She has a quick wit, and isn't afraid to push boundaries.

• Shyness ;; although in most situations Lyra is not at all shy, sometimes shyness comes over her, and she becomes very quiet, and seems much younger than she otherwise does.

( AMORTENTIA ) : Her family home, fresh linen, outdoors
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : Werewolves.
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : Being at Hogwarts with her brother before she was bitten
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : Being bitten.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : To no longer be a werewolf.
( PERSONALITY ) : 

As a young girl, Lyra was often quiet and reserved around strangers, but a little hell raiser around those who knew her. She was hard to reign in, and refused to do things like bathe, brush her hair, or wear pretty dresses. She liked to run wild outdoors, and would often terrify her mother by disappearing for the day. She would often show up covered in dirt. Lyra always loved animals, and would try to save injured birds or other small creatures she found. She took an interest in Care of Magical Creatures from a young age, and had lots of pets; she had an owl, like a lot of wizarding children, a cat, and a white ferret, whom she loved the most out of all. She was terribly upset when the Hogwarts rules said that she could only bring her cat and her owl.

Even as a child Lyra loved to explore, and had a thirst for knowledge that couldn't be sated by schooling. She and her brother were home schooled before Hogwarts, but Lyra especially used to try to get out of lessons at every opportunity; she preferred to read her own books, or go explore and learn her own way.

Lyra was often a petulant and stubborn child, and always hated being told what to do. She didn't like being bossed about, and still doesn't to this day. Lyra can be very charming and entertaining, and also has a lovely innocence about her which can be very endearing.

She is very intelligent and canny; not a lot can get past Lyra. She often notices things others don't, and even as a child she often understood what the adults were talking about, even when they thought she didn't. Now that Lyra is older she isn't quite so wild and petulant, and can be reasoned with (though she is still stubborn to a fault), but she definitely has a wild streak. Events in her life have aged her beyond her years, but at heart she can be young for her age.

( HAIR ) : Lyra's hair is a light brown colour, long, thick and straight (sometimes with a slight wave). She never styles it, and lets it fall naturally. It has the softness of 'virgin' hair, undamaged by constant styling.
( EYES ) : She has large, bright blue eyes, which look innocent, while also seeming shrewdly intelligent.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : Lyra has a small face with delicate, petite features. Her face looks very young, especially since she rarely wears make up
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Lyra is average height, about 5'7". Her body is sender and young, but soft, with the first traces of feminine curves beginning to show
( ATTIRE ) : Lyra doesn't pay much attention to her appearance, she likes to dress simply and practically. When she is outside with the animals, she wears jeans and boots, and when she is inside she will often wear knit tights and a skirt.
( PLAY-BY ) : Barbara Palvin

( PARENTS ) : James Averey, Father, age 38, Pureblood, Death Eater
Alvah Averey, Mother, age 36, 14/02/1958, Pureblood
( SIBLINGS ) : Eadric James Averey , Twin Brother, 16, Ravenclaw
( OTHERS ) : Theodore Nott, Cousin
( HISTORY ) : 

Lyra and her brother were born on the 13th of December. Her brother was born five minutes before her, technically making him older; he always refers to Lyra as his 'little sister'. Lyra's father, James Averey, was a pureblood and was raised to believed that muggles and muggleborns were lesser beings, not worthy of the rights that pureblooded wizards had. When he left Hogwarts and started to explore the wider world, he heard more and more about people who shared his beliefs, and of a young man who was gathering followers. 

It was soon after this that Averey met his wife, Alvah, another Pureblood and former Slytherin, at Hogwarts (although she was two years behind him). She believed the same things he did about the importance of blood purity, as they both came from old wizarding families who believed in the pureblood of wizards, and disliked muggleborns.

The two married, and soon afterwards Alvah became pregnant with the twins. Both were over the moon, and couldn't wait to be parents. All the while the anti-muggle agenda grew stronger, and James started to hear whispers of a 'Dark Lord'. But when Lyra and Eadric were born, those thoughts were pushed temporarily from his mind as he focused on raising his young family with his wife. 

But he couldn't keep his curiosity at bay for long. James started to hear more and more of the 'Dark Lord', and heard that he was gathering followers, men and women who were called the 'Death Eaters'. He asked questions, and it soon became known that he was curious. Before long he was being approached by wizards he later found out were Death Eaters themselves. When the twins were seven years old, Averey officially joined the Death Eaters. His wife was supportive, but worried; she didn't know what danger this path would lead them into. 

Lyra and her brother lived a happy life for thirteen years, completely unaware of their fathers involvement with the Death Eaters. To them, he was just 'dad'. Their family weren't extremely wealthy, but they were comfortably middle class, and had everything they needed. They both got their Hogwarts letters at eleven, and although Lyra and her brother were not sorted into Slytherin, as was the family tradition, their parents didn't mind too much; their mother, the voice of reason, was accepting of whatever her children were. They were purebloods, and that was all that mattered. Though she and her husband fully supported the Dark Lords movements, Alvah was careful to try and steer her children subtly away from that world. She was growing more and more wary of her husbands role as a Death Eater, and though she would never show any outward indications of this, she would still protect her children.

But it wasn't only Alvah Averey who was unsure of James' role in the Death Eaters. As the Dark Lord's agenda grew more and more extreme, and James was ordered to do more and more terrible things, he began to wonder what he had gotten himself into. Unwisely, he voiced his fears to a fellow Death Eater he thought he could trust. The Death Eater went straight to Voldemort and told of Averey's wavering loyalty. The Dark Lord would not tolerate anything but total loyalty and obedience in his followers; immediately he gave his orders. 

In the summer of Lyra and Eadric's fourteenth year, an Werewolf was sent to the Averey house with orders to bite one of the children. He was under orders to bite, but not kill, one of them, with the threat of death if Averey came into question again. Lyra was in the woods behind her house playing with the animals that lived there, when the Werewolf tracked her down. She heard him in his wolf form before she saw him, and knowing animals as she did she knew at once that this wasn't an ordinary wolf. She tried to run, but it was getting dark, and she couldn't see which direction the Werewolf was coming from; she only heard his growls. He pounced, and bit her hard on the leg. Her screams could be heard all the way up at the house, and her family came running, her brother in the lead. They took Lyra back up to the house, and tried to heal her as best as they could. But the damage was done, and on the next full moon Lyra transformed into a werewolf.

The transformation was excruciating, and afterwards Lyra was shaken and cried for days. She couldn't go back to Hogwarts right away; she took a few months at home, while arrangements were made. Her brother was forced to return without her, and hated every minute of it, worried about his sister.

Lyra returned to Hogwarts in November of her third year. Despite the teachers best efforts, rumours of Lyra being a Werewolf spread around the school. Her brother always defended her fiercely, and got in fights with other boys because of it. No one ever had any proof, and the rumours remained just that, although they did the job of making Lyra's life very difficult.

Her father, Averey, now terrified to show any disloyalty to Voldemort, did whatever was asked of him. Lyra still isn't sure if she's forgiven her father; she goes back and forth in her mind. She knows that it was because of him that she was bitten, and now she knows that he is a Death Eater, something Lyra finds hard to reconcile with, but he is still her father. Eadric turned from their father the moment Lyra was bitten. He has barley spoken a word to the man in three years.

( ALIAS ) : Adrienne
( AGE ) : 21
( EXPERIENCE ) : So much time. 
( CONTACT INFO ) :PM
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : fate
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : 

Lyra was crouching on the leaf and twig strewn floor of the Forbidden Forest. One knee was bent up, and she was resting her chin on it. It was early in the morning, before lessons. The sun had almost completely risen, but there was still a chill to the air. September was coming in cold, and Lyra was wearing a dark blue jumper, with a black scarf wrapped around her neck. Her hair was tied back in a loose bun.

A mist hung over the Hogwarts grounds, and everything was covered in sparkling dew. Lyra loved the peaceful feel of this time of the day. She allowed herself to be very still, so much so it was almost animalistic. Her large blue eyes were trained on a beautiful sight, a few metres in front of her; a silver unicorn. He was young, having turned from gold to silver, but not yet turned pure white and grown a horn. Lyra put him at about two years old. She just watched, not trying to get any closer, although she knew she may be able to. Younger Unicorns were much more trusting, and all Unicorns preferred girls to boys. But it was getting close to the full moon, and Lyra didn't want to risk it.

Being a Werewolf didn't just affect Lyra at the full moon, when she would have to undergo a painful and traumatising transformation. She had to drink the terrible tasting Wolfsbane potion throughout the month, the frequency of the doses increasing the closer it got to the full moon (and even then, if Lyra forgot to take her potion on the night of the full moon, she would become a full fledged Werewolf, with non of her human mind remaining). The closer it got to the full moon, the more her wolfish traits started to show. At the new moon she was almost normal, but by the time the moon started to wax gibbous her craving for rare meat was at its peak, her senses became keener, and anyone who looked closely enough could see the shadow of a wolf in her eyes.

Most animals weren't perceptive enough to pick up on it, and loved Lyra just the same as they did during the rest of the month. But Unicorns were different; they were highly intelligent, and picked up on things other animals didn't. Lyra thought it would break her heart if she tried to approach the beautiful creature, and scared it away. So she just watched..