CARNABY, aubrey taisa

AUBREY TAISA CARNABY ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
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( FULL NAME ) : Aubrey Taisa Carnaby
( NICKNAMES ) : Bree! As in.. OR... BREE
( SEX ) : female
( BLOOD TYPE ) : half-blood
( AGE & DOB ) : 18, 1st August
( YEAR ) : Seventh
( HOUSE ) : gryffindor
( CANON? ) : No
( OCCUPATION ) : student
( AFFILIATION ) : neutral
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual, though prone to kissing girls simply to get attention
( WAND ) : 11", kelpie hair, willow, brilliant for charms, etc.

( LIKES ) :

• Horses
  
• Clothes & Fashion
  
• Quidditch
  
• Freshly cut grass
  
• Sports Arenas
  
• Perfume
  
• Dinner Parties
  
• Polo
  
• Piano
  
  

( DISLIKES ) :

• Boggarts
  
• Mermaids
  
• Bad Hair Days
  
• Dark Makeup
  
• Gossips
  
• Herbology
  
• Wasted Food
  
• False Society Values
  
• Cold Tiles in the morning
  
• Being alone
  

( STRENGTHS ) :

• Conflicts & Arguments
  
• Quidditch & Sports
  
• Fashion Knowledge
  
• Looking Fabulous!
  
• Strong heart
  

( WEAKNESSES ) :

• Quidditch Players!
  
• Butter Beer
  
• Salt and Vinegar Chips!
  
• Makes some awful choices
  
• Too trusting
  

( AMORTENTIA ) : Fresh rain smell, warm baked bread and frangipani
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : Werewolves, giants and especially spiders! At a more in depth level, Aubrey is terrified of her uncle, who is currently residing at Azkaban for attempted murder on her family.
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : First date! Sixteen, with Damien Daragato at the Beauxbaton gardens
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : waking to find her uncle with his hands around her throat
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : For Damien to be alive
( PERSONALITY ) :
Charming and gorgeous would be two of many words Aubrey has been described as. She appears constantly happy and cheeky, ready to jump into trouble just as soon as she would brush her teeth in the morning. She catches hearts accidentally and often, so has quite the reputation as a heartbreaker, though she hates the label and never intends on hurting anyone on her whirlwind way.

She's had many partners but nothing sticks, and she often thinks she would be better off alone, though she can't stand to stay alone for long. Aubrey is kind, but can judge a little too quickly.. especially if someone is in the way of what she wants! Girls haven't always been nice to her, in fact, its a rare occasion considering her looks and behaviour, so she's become wary when it comes to friends. Always laughing and having fun, Aubrey is addictive to be around, and yet she is quite private about some aspects of her life.

Aubrey has a passion for writing. She sketches, scribbles and drafts. She has a quite successful section in the paper titled "BREEZE BLIGHTS" in humorous reference to the song "breeze blocks" and her own nickname "bree". She hopes to use her knowledge of fashion to her advantage and become a writer for one of the highest fashion magazines in the wizarding world once she leaves school.. however, her personality can clash very easily with anyone trying to tell her what to do, and this is hampering her progress. Another hobby Aubrey enjoys is horse riding and polo. She's become quite attached to the muggle sport, and in the summer break she is recruited to play with some quite distinct and well off muggle teams, overall she loves horses and misses her own two that she leaves at home whenever she goes to school.

( HAIR ) : Golden and full of volume, Aubrey has been the envy of many a girl. Her hair is naturally wavy, though she often curls it to hang about her face in delicate curled waves. In the sun her hair gleams a pale gold, stained through with darker slivers. The shade brings out the darker streaks in her hair, though her hair still manages to shine its usual healthy gold. Aubrey's hair is past her shoulders in length, about a third of the way past her upper arm, and is longer when fully straightened. Aubrey is a skilled hair artist, and can twist her hair into the most elegant designs, though she often leaves it out rather than putting in the effort - save for special events.
( EYES ) : blue green, almond shaped, generally slanted from grinning, long, golden, often darkened with mascara. Emotions are clear on her face and especially her eyes - quite often sparkling with humour or glinting in temptation
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : Aubrey was born blessed with the good looks that the Beauxbaton school so adores, with a smile that could charm the pants off of any man.. and most women. Her face has a classic regal look about it, with laugh lines to promise fun and constant humour in her presence. With bright bluey green eyes and thick, full lashes to frame them, it isn't often Aubrey has to do anything more than ask for what she wants.. even if its something that could get her into trouble. Her teeth are clean and straight, constantly showing behind her grinning lips. With a neat, straight nose and perfectly groomed eyebrows, Aubrey is a stunner for all to look at.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) :
Height; 5 ft 10" Weight; Varies, around 135 pounds

Tall, luscious and beautiful, Aubrey has never denied that she is a stunning individual. Her feet are a delicate size six, often fitting into the most dainty of high heels - heels that she wears without bother to school on most days of the week. Her legs are unbelievably long, and are cause to stare, going for miles after leaving the delectable skirts and dresses she wears. Aubrey, though slender, does possess a "booty" as some might call it. Not a huge one, but enough to be seen and sexualised - the dream of many a school boy.

Her frame is slender but not at all delicate, save for her small feet, simply average for her age and her gender. Her nails are often painted to match her outfit, and are hardly ever peeling - Aubrey is a big fan of keeping herself pristine. Aubrey has a beautiful back - unblemished and smooth, causing her to often wear low backed dresses and shirts, causing more than a few gulps and gawks! All in all, Aubrey is stunning, just as her mother was before her, and she takes a lot of pride in her appearance.. she had to at Beauxbaton, and that habit has carried across to Hogwarts.
( ATTIRE ) : Always up with the fashions, Aubrey can't help but bring her Beauxbaton attitude with her to Hogwarts. Her clothes mirror the wealth her family has, despite her half blood status. With all the most fashionable styles and accessories, she can be the envy of a lot of students. Prone to wearing tight fitted dresses to special events, she always looks stunning if ever she has a chance of being seen by anyone of interest. When going to get coffee or going shopping, she is often seen in a high waisted skirt and svelte top and jacket, wand tucked in her waistband. Though she is required to wear a uniform at school, Aubrey often accessorises her attire or makes the outfit a lot more risqué by shortening the skirt and unbuttoning the shirt a few more buttons than necessary.
( PLAY-BY ) : Blake Lively

( PARENTS ) : Alison Singnadi, 45, head of real estate firm
&
Fergus Carnaby, 50, Lawyer

SPLIT.

( SIBLINGS ) : Darius Carnaby, 22, best friend, used to be Gryffindor
( OTHERS ) : Uncle Derek - in jail
( HISTORY ) : Born to a happy family, Aubrey enjoyed her first five years of life with her older brother watching over her while her parents worked round the clock at their separate business firms, leaving early and coming home late. At six, her parents broke up without looking back, leaving Aubrey devastated and disbelieving - as a young child, she had most certainly not seen the break up coming, and turned to her older brother for comfort as he battled on her behalf, angry at their parents for making such a life changing decision while she was still so young. Despite the fighting, their parents broke apart and stayed that way, with Aubreys father moving far away to America to further his law firm, and her mother falling into the arms of multiple men. By the time Aubrey was 11, she was very excited to leave her home behind and attend Beauxbaton, as her mother had done before her.

Arriving at Beauxbaton was a dream come true. Here, she learned all the skills needed to be a respectable young woman and a decent witch at that. With her good looks and charming personality, Aubrey was soon at the top of the social pile, and hated by many of her peers. There were no boys within the school, and Aubrey managed to avoid them until the age of sixteen, where she met one of her brothers business associates - Darius had become involved in the Ministry, at least that was what he told his younger sister and parents. Instead, her older brother had become involved with a rather nefarious casino owner, as manager and.. well, schemer. The job involved a lot of black market, under cover operations, something that Aubrey knew nothing of. And so she fell in love with this associate, Damien Derostivo. Not a silly school girl crush, but love.

It lasted only a few months, cut short by the horrific "accident" Damien had at work. Aubrey was never allowed to see the body, but the stories in the news said he had been mugged in a dark alleyway, stabbed and bled to death. The news traumatised her, but she was allowed very little time to mourn as soon after his death another horrid occasion was about to destroy her. While she was home mourning Damien with her brother and mother, her uncle came to visit. To this day its unknown what caused the change of heart from her uncle, many speculated that it was the imperious curse that caused it, yet her uncle never denied doing what he did because he was forced to. Aubrey woke, at the age of sixteen, to find her uncle standing over her bed, face in her face - hands reaching to her. She screamed, bringing Darius to the room. While her uncle tried to smother her screams, Darius pulled him away and attempted to fight the older, stronger man. That was when spells were thrown - Darius was wandless, having just jumped out of bed, and was hit with the cruciatus curse.

Aubrey jumped her uncle from behind, screaming for her mother, who came running as Aubrey was knocked unconscious. Aubrey woke with bruises upon her throat and her brother in a hospital bed next to her. Her uncle had been sent to prison swiftly and surely, her mother sending him there with no question or doubt about what he had done to her children. It was too much for Aubrey to stay in the same house, so the family moved away and Aubrey began her time at Hogwarts.

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It felt like the two horses were underwater, their movements so slow and gentle - and yet inside a whirlpool of raw emotion seemed to be ravaging the sapphire stallions usually subtle and organised body. He had felt desire before, and had acted upon it - and yet this was not so much desire as a torrent of attraction and ambition; who was this girl, this girl whom effected him so? This girl that acted as his partner, both in intelligence and in appearances. A violently beautiful vessel of mystery and infatuation. Their touch was electrifying, a sense he had scoffed at when told about, for what could a simple touch do to define anything in his life? Those thoughts, and all else, were swallowed in the fire that burst throughout his strong, youthful body. A rush, a high, some confusing feeling that, for once, he did not analyse or evaluate.. simply enjoyed.

Too soon, it was over. Almost himself again, though with a chip in his brain that spoke of and desired the rush, the drug of contact with such supple skin. Sooty lips quivered momentarily before stilling, his eyes returning to their keen gaze, this time dark with avidity. A languid breath escaped his lips, easing out as if releasing an invisible stress as he watched her immaculate, velveteen mouth curl upward.. seductive, desirable. This was a game he was used to - an almost relieved feeling came with the entrance of this game.. this was territory he knew, not some raging emotion that he could not, would not, place. The azure beast, for the first time in his lifetime, was craving the touch of another creature, a dangerous female, as adept at the game as he was.

Always, always he had had a respect for the female half of his race - knowing that even the most pugnacious of mares could be desired, and had an alluring power over all of masculinity. Was not every war fought over females? Bloody battles fought simply over one, beautiful creature, desired by many but owned by only one. These fecund creatures that gave birth to the kings of generations, always in the background but the most important of all the beasts in the spotlight. Even now, Paradisum knew in every fibre of his handsome, strong body that he would bloody his hooves in war for every year of his life simply to have this creature. A creature of seduction and innocence, too lovely to lay eyes upon.. a flawless embodiment of his every desire, and he had not known it! The spell she wove was confusing, for never before had he been in such an unconceivable hold. She must not know the absolute power she had granted herself, for surely Paradisum was a slave now, and not a dissatisfied one.

Presently, he returned her grin, revealing bone white teeth that glinted in the cold winter light. Again, he moved, fluid as the dribble of water underneath frozen creek tops. This time, he shifted to the left, ears pressed forward in intense interest as he breathed in the crisp air, pausing after a few small steps. Blossoms sprouted in his nares, the scent of crushed flowers floating subtly from her. He longed for a name, and yet he was enjoying the mystery of remaining strangers. It was mesmerising, the dance they played. And so he spoke, his voice a rumble of musical words, elegant and yet ancient at the same time;

"You, dove, are sublime"