POTTER, lily luna

[lily luna potter]

• LILY LUNA POTTER •
throw it away, forget yesterday
we'll make the great escape

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WELCOME TO HOGWARTS! PLEASE, TELL US THE BASICS
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My parents named me Lily Luna Potter. Only family members can call me Lils, everyone else oughta just stick with Lily. I just turned sixteen on September 1st and I'm in my fifth year at Hogwarts. Gryffindor is my house and I'm proud of it. I might be a halfblood, but that doesn't mean I'm any better than muggleborns. People should be judged by how they act, not by what kind of blood is in their veins. My trusty wand is ten inches, Holly, and has a unicorn hair core. The broom I have is a Firebolt with a little age on it, but it still works as well as it always has and is one of my most prized possessions.

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THEY SAY YOU LOOK JUST LIKE HAYLEY WILLIAMS. DO YOU AGREE?

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Woah! She sort of does! I wonder if she's a long lost Weasley! Anyways, my hair is naturally the same red as my mother's, but I like to mess around with different shades of red and orange. The length tends to changes with the color. My eyes are hazel, but they look more brown-ish unless you look closely. Yes, I know, I'm short. It's not my fault I'm only 5'2! But at least my weight is proportional to my height. I weigh around one hundred and ten pounds which is skinny, but not unhealthy. Tattoos...um...no thanks. Not yet, at least. My ears are pierced. There's a little scar on my right arm from a minor Quidditch accident. Style isn't something I obsesses over. Jeans and a graphic tee are good enough for me! Dressing up is fun, but I don't like those huge, poofy dresses that people wear to formal balls and crap like that. Practical is my preference!

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SO. TELL ME SOME OF YOUR LIKES AND DISLIKES.
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One of the things that I really like and love is my family. Not just Mom, Dad, James, and Albus...the extended folks, too. I'm just as close to the Weasleys as I am to my immediate family. I would do anything for them. I'm really passionate about Quidditch. The position I play is Seeker, just like my father. I'd really like to become Captain one day, but as long as I get to play, I'm happy. Chocolate is my favorite food, especially when it's covering some type of fruit. It's like two of the most amazing things in the world coming together to create a super-food. Defense Against the Dark Arts is my favorite class. It's fascinating and I get my best marks in it. I enjoy rain because it's so fun to run and dance in. That might sound a little cheesy and immature, but I don't care. Dogs are the best animals ever. My Shetland Sheepdog, Rascal, couldn't come to Hogwarts with me and I miss him practically every day. Who doesn't like laughing? It's so much more fun than being all serious and boring! Purple is my favorite color. A good portion of my wardrobe contains some shade of it. Last, but certainly not least, I enjoy mischief. Not really the booze and sex kind...I'm kind of a good girl in that aspect...but sneaking around, pulling pranks, and the stuff that dull people call 'childish'. A lot of people claim that I inherited that from Dad.

I hate Potions class. It seems like I can't do anything right. Explosions are common in my cauldron. Not big ones that cause the whole dungeon to shake (well, except for one), but they're still embarrassing. Detention sucks and I seem to spend quite a but of time in it. Some professors are just too uptight. I try to be nice to everyone, but rude people make it difficult. Cold weather is miserable. Heavy coats, numb skin, slippery ice...no thank you. Creepy little bugs are revolting. Butterflies are alright, but everything else is gross. Most vegetables aren't bad, but I refuse to eat cauliflower. The only thing worse than the taste is the texture. Blood makes my stomach twist. I'm a very squeamish person, so the smell alone is capable of making me keel over. Having to sit still isn't something I'm good at. I'm really uncomfortable in small spaces. Like cauliflower, mushrooms have a nasty taste and texture.

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WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT? AND TO GO WITH THAT, WHAT ARE YOUR WEAKNESSES?
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I'm really good at Quidditch. I learned from the best. Like I said, Defense Against the Dark Arts is what I really excel at when it comes to school. I've been told that I'm clever (even if I don't always use that skill for good). I have a pretty good singing voice. I'm not too shabby at dueling.

My biggest weakness is my family. If anything ever happened to any of them, I have no idea what I'd do. It's terrifying to think about. My temper can be short and I'm easily frustrated. I'm clumsy. I suck at Potions class.

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HOW ABOUT SOME OTHER NITPICKY THINGS?
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My biggest habit is stuttering when I'm nervous. It makes lying a little difficult. I tilt my head when I'm confused. I guess my tendency to cause trouble counts as a habit. I'm terrified of bugs, especially stinging ones. If I see one crawling on me, I will freak out. As for my secret...don't tell anyone, but I'm a unregistered fox animagus. No one knows about it and I intend to keep it that way. The best smell ever is spiced apple cider as well as lavender and chocolate. I don't have a very exciting love life. I've had a couple of boyfriends, but those relationships only lasted a few months and the furthest I've ever gone is kissing. For now, I'm just single. I'm straight, or at least I'm pretty sure I am.

My boggart is a giant cockroach. It's disgusting.

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WHAT ABOUT YOUR OVERALL PERSONALITY?
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To describe myself in a nutshell, I'm a fun-loving, typical teenage girl. Adventure attracts me like a moth to a flame. I can't stand sitting around doing nothing. It tends to get me in trouble, but it's usually worth it. The only bad thing about it is that I often end up spending a ton of time in detention. Most of the professors don't have me on their list of favorite students.

I try to get along well with people, but if they act like complete asses, I won't bother. When I make a friend, I'm very loyal to that person. They don't need to worry about me talking about them behind their back or hurting them in any way. I open up to people relatively quickly, but I don't always expect others to do the same. I'm good at not prying and being patient when it comes to stuff like that. Anyone that has the nerve to mess with one of my friends will answer to me. I also don't tolerate bullies and I've stood up for quite a few first years.

Partying and stuff like that isn't really my thing. I've had a few bottles of firewhisky during my years at Hogwarts, but getting drunk doesn't appeal to me. Why get hammered when you can get high off of sugar? I'm also a virgin. Getting pregnant is just way too big of a risk. I've been teased and told it's a matter of time before I'm 'corrupted', but for now I'm fine with being considered a good girl.

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SO, YOU PROBABLY HAVE AN INTERESTING FAMILY. TELL US!
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Interesting? Hah! That's an understatement! My father is pretty well known. Harry Potter is his name and he's famous for defeating Voldemort. My mother is Ginny Potter and she also fought against the dark lord 'back in the day'. I might argue with them, but I love them. My brothers are James and Albus. They might get a little irritating, but I'm glad to have them around. My mother's side of the family, the Weasleys, have always been close to my family. I'd name all of them and say how much they mean to me, but it would take hours. Teddy Lupin might not be related to us by blood, but he's been around for as long as I can remember, so I consider him part of our gigantic family.

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HOW DID YOU GROW UP? TELL US ABOUT YOUR HISTORY.
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I was fortunate enough to have a great childhood with loving parents. James, Albus, and I were always close. We also had Teddy around and I always saw him as another big brother. The first thing I can remember really well is when Dad gave me my first Quidditch lesson. At first, I was nervous and could barely get my broom off the ground. It took a few tries to get up into the air and stay hovering, but after I accomplished that, the rest seemed to come naturally. That was around the same time Albus left for Hogwarts. James leaving didn't bother me as much, but once I realized I'd be the only child at home when Albus left, I wasn't happy. Envy would be an understatement.

My day finally came. I still remember getting butterflies in my stomach the first time I boarded the train. Leaving my parents was a little scary, but I wasn't nervous for long. By the time the train arrived at Hogwarts, I had already made a few friends. The huge castle was everything I'd hoped for, right down to the secret passages James and Albus had told me about. First year went by quickly and by the time summer was halfway over, I was already ready to return to Hogwarts.

Over the years, I grew more and more ornery. Some of the teachers muttered about how similar I was to my father, a few even mentioned my grandfather. My Quidditch skills earned me a spot on the team as the Seeker. I tried out dating, but my longest relationship lasted three months. Finding another boyfriend was never a high priority for me. Sure, I always enjoyed flirting and checking boys out, but I've never gotten into anything serious.

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SO WE'VE TALKED ABOUT THE CHARACTER, HOW ABOUT THE PLAYER?
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Well, my alias is Vivian/Viv/Vivvy/Vivveh/Vivvers/Whatever you come up with. I'm a girl, and I'm sixteen. I use the instant messenger thing on Skype, message me if you want my user. I'm sometimes on MSN, but that's only if someone tells me to get on. I've been RPing on proboards since I was twelve (yeah, I was a rebel!) and started RPing on Neopets when I was like ten (though I wasn't too literate back then xD). I found this lovely site on Proboards Support. Lily's my first character! The password is ADMIN EDIT. And that is so true.

(It's from another site...I hope that's alright!)

The sunlight was bright in Veronica's eyes as they slowly opened. She winced slightly, rolling over to lay on her stomach with her face buried in a fluffy white pillow. It was the second time she had woken up that morning. The first time had been at nine o'clock, but it hadn't counted. A vicious headache had reminded her of the wild night she had enjoyed hours before. She had slipped back into sleep for a few hours until the persistent sun finally won. Her hangover was a little duller than it had been earlier, but it hadn't disappeared just yet. A soft groan rose from her throat as she forced herself to sit up. She looked at the look through squinted eyes. It was already eleven thirty. Her brown hair was wavy and smelled like the ocean. Apparently, swimming had seemed like a great idea while she was drunk. She had managed to wash her face before collapsing in bed, but some of the eye make up she had worn was still intact.

Cold air hit her like a bullet when she pushed back the silky gold comforter. God she hated getting out of bed when it was freaking freezing. She examined her outfit with slight amusement. An unfamiliar jacket covered the form-fitting shirt she had worn out and her socks had disappeared. Also, a half-eaten chocolate bar laid on the bed next to her pillow. A soft, amused laugh passed through her lips. Oh the joys of being hammered. She stood up unsteadily and sauntered to the bathroom. Ronni studied her appearance in the mirror for a moment before turning the shower on to warm the water up. She deposited the alcohol scented clothes in a hamper basket and stepped into the steaming shower.

It took a few rinses, but the odor of booze, smoke, and saltwater finally left her hair and body and was replaced by the pleasant smell of tropical mango shower gel and shampoo. She dried off and slipped on a pair of comfy jeans and a shirt. Her hair towel dried until it was dry and naturally tousled and wavy. Usually she didn't bother with make-up, but a certain boy had caught her eye and would probably be around the house sometime. It wasn't a burning, passionate love, but she had noticed Aaron Canor. He was easy on the eyes and made her laugh, two things that Ronni liked in a man. That boy was the only reason she applied a little bit of foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and lipgloss. Nothing too extravagant.

Her gaze locked on the bed. Back home, pulling up sheets and making the bad was something she never bothered doing. No one had ever cared. Even at the naval academy she had only done it once in a blue moon. But Vivian Canor had taken the runaway under her wing. She had openly allowed Ronni to move into the guest room and stay at the mansion when she wasn't on the ship. The least she could do was keep the room neat and orderly for her captain. She pulled the sheets up tightly over the aligned pillows, followed by the thick comforter. It looked much better than having a mess of blankets crumpled up at the foot of the bed. Finally finished with her morning ritual, she opened the door to her room and stepped out into the hallway. It was quiet in the gigantic house. Vivian had probably gone to the ship to check up on things and Renna had been talking about going to the marketplace with Rose. She was, as far as she knew, all alone. At least it would be a chance to fully recover for the big Saturday night plans they had.

She headed straight for the kitchen. Toast sounded better than any gourmet dish. Oh gosh…this wasn’t a craving wasn’t? The last thing she needed was to be pregnant. Hopefully it was merely just a sign that she was developing a certain hangover food. Until a mass started puffing out her stomach, she wouldn’t worry about it. She made her not-so complex breakfast and carried it into the living room. It had a perfect view of the window and was ideal for people-watching, something that fascinated Ronni. She enjoyed watching the distant hustle and bustle that occurred up the road. Her eyes glanced around the room as she started to wonder if Aaron was around. Renna had informed her that he usually spent his nights off with women at the inn, but maybe he had found his way home. She sat down and laidback on an inviting leather couch. The toast was devoured in record time. Though she was still a bit hungry, getting up wasn’t worth it. Her eyes peered out the window as she enjoyed watching the activity of Crablegs’ Haven.

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AND TO FINISH, WHO MADE THIS?
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this entire application was made by HARPER BELLE?! of caution.

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