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You had the nerve for violent death, unholy death.

Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via violentwavesofemotion)

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FULL NAME:

Emmeline, first of your name. Your parents had thought you to be nothing but extraordinary, they’d raised you to be as such. You worked hard, never strayed from the careful legacy in which they’d forged for you. You were meant to work, as your name so carefully suggested, meant for nothing but the greatness they’d always believed you’d held within you. Celeste, for the heavenly being you’d come to be. Perhaps some would deem you ethereal in the worst of ways. Untouchable, even. Yet, your strength would prove them wrong. For you wield your tongue as sharp as a knife, your wit is your weapon and you’ll be damned if anyone steals it away. Vance, your blood is pure and you’d like to believe you are too. Like your mother before you, you carry a bravery that is much like a lion’s roar and an intelligence worthy of Rowena herself. From your father, your strong minded and respected throughout the Wizarding World, you gained the importance of living beneath the spot light, of learning when to speak and how. To be a Vance was to be respected, to be a Vance meant the world was at your fingertips and as influential as you may have been, someone would always be waiting in the wings to tear you down.

FACECLAIM:

Willa Holland.

FUTURE PLANS:

A GIRL IS A GUN. She opts to pull the trigger. Emmeline Vance was never meant for pristine, she was raised to be strong and she was raised to be right, but propriety never came with ease to her. Perhaps it’s why she finds herself torn between what is good and what is damning. Ever since her mother was murdered, Emmeline cannot help but feel as though the tables are beginning to turn, that the wheel is spinning out of control. There’s a curiosity that comes with her mothers sudden death that the girl simply cannot shake and it’s beginning to eat away at her skin and cause an ache within her chest. It’s this drive that has allowed the girl, as well as the constant whispers and the ever looming sense of despair that linger above the castle, that cause the girl to make a choice. Yet, she isn’t alone in it. For, there are people waiting in the wings to hear her speak, there are people with whom she trusts with her life who await her quiet return to the Ravenclaw tower. The life of a girl who has been battle hardened and war torn is finally ready for the fight. Yet, the side she places herself on is not that of the valiant and brave, but the terrorizing and destructive. If only to tear them down, limb by limb, brick by brick, from the inside.

PLOTLINE : Emmeline is infultrating the Knights of Walpurgis. Gaining the trust of those she would rather see thrown in Azkaban for the pain they’ve caused the castle. Yet, she’s the inside man, the tell all, the rat among pit of snakes.

DOES THIS DARKNESS HAVE A NAME ? This cruelty? This hatred? She is a girl becoming unbound. A girl caught in the crossfire. The secrets in which she carries, the knowledge in which has been brought to light, it begins to feel as heavy as the world weighing down upon her shoulders. How did it find us? There is a reason for everything, a reason as to why her mothers remains a pile of ash no thanks to Pollux Black. Truth will out, she’d always said. Emmeline agrees. The names of those involved are permanently etched within her head, a reminder of what she has lost and what she will gain back.

PLOTLINE : Emmeline finding out the true reason behind her mothers death. What it had to do with the Dark Lord and exactly why it is that her family is being targeted.

DATE OF BIRTH:

OCTOBER 15TH ( LIBRA )

SEXUALITY/SHIPS/ANTI-SHIPS:

I do see Emmeline as pansexual / panromantic. It’s never really been a thought that’s occurred within her head and yet I do believe that the Wizarding World as a whole is much more inclusive than ever at this point. She doesn’t limit herself when it comes to love. There are no labels in which she confides within.

I do love the idea of angst, I love the idea of slow burning relationships. A mere touch to set skin ablaze, a slight glance to shatter heart in one fatal blow. So overall, chemistry will be a big thing when it comes to Emmeline going as far as to develop feelings for someone. However, with that being said, I don’t really see her being an overly shipp-y character. Her mind isn’t in the right place right now and it won’t be for quite some time. Although, things change and circumstances change but overall I would say that chemistry is the biggest component when it comes to forming a bond with Emmeline.

WAND, PATRONUS, & BOGGART:

WAND //  10” Hazel wood with a Unicorn hair core.

PATRONUS // OCTOPUS. Fitting for a girl with many layers, those with the Octopus patronus are known to be virtuous to an extent and widely known for their expertise. It’s Emmeline’s longing for knowledge that drives her, much like the traits that go along with this particular creature. They use both sides of their brains, maintaining creativity as well as logic in most aspects of their lives. It is with this knowledge that Emmeline finds herself comfortable with the fact that she can do as she pleases, when she wants, and finds herself at peace with it.

BOGGART // It starts off as a black abyss, the unknown. Secrets and whispers, lies hidden behind every corner. She fears, most of all, what lies beneath. What remains underneath the surface, everything that cannot be explained, everything that has yet to have it’s purpose drawn out. Emmeline has always had a fear of the unknown first and foremost. A girl of logic and skill, she has no time for dizzying daydreams of far off lands in which remain unexplored. More so, her fear remains of a dark hole, unable to avert her gaze from the wonder of it all. What she fears is not knowing.

FOUR CHARACTERISTICS:

+ / - TENACIOUS // Unable to let go. She holds a grudge as mighty as ever, her grip on them hardly softening over time. There are few things that rattle Emmeline to her core, and yet it’s those things that she most oft finds in others. A slight con as well as a pro. For, when the girl is determined, she does whatever it takes to get something done. Long gone are sleepless nights of tossing and turning, of wondering what if. If Emmeline wants something done, she does it. Her tenacity takes ahold of her and she all but unwillingly gives in.

- RECKLESS // It shows in the way she carries herself, in the way she so willingly sacrifices to go behind enemy lines. There’s a reckless nature that flows through her veins that is driven by her desire to be all knowing. Perhaps it’s her downfall, her achilles heel, the fact that her heart is so hidden and yet so big it aches within her chest for answers in which she may never get. Yet, there is no doubt that the girl would go to the ends of the earth to protect that in which she considers sacred. Her mothers legacy, the most treasured.

+ EMPATHETIC // Some would consider her cold, an ice queen to rival the bitterness of Narcissa Black if they’d ever seen one. Yet, those who truly know Emmeline know her as caring as ever. She has an inner circle, names etched into her heart, and it’s those people who find themselves under the girls protection. A mutual understanding of care, of friendship in which those who are unaware of the girls vibrant soul, manage to write off. While she can oft at times seem stand-offish, it’s people like Florence and Dorcas who know who she really is. How big her heart is, and just how damaged it is. Yet, she preservers, as she always has, unable to give in to the mindless chit chat and gossip that surrounds her name in favour for the truth that those who see past a studious girl manage to know.

+ / - PASSIONATE // She’s driven. That is a simple fact. Yet, there’s a passion for the world that lies beneath her skin. A passion for justice, a longing to seek out the truth. There’s a belief so close to her heart that it begins to eat her alive. her shrouded heart ripping at the seams. A girl who had once known nothing but the peaceful and innocence of blissful ignorance is thrust into the war so unwillingly and it’s this that causes sleepless nights and terrors that plague the few and far between moments of sleep she manages. Passionate. She remains loyal to the words of the Army of the Phoenix.

+ / - KNOWLEDGEABLE // TEMPERAMENTAL // JUDGEMENTAL // SECRETIVE

CONNECTIONS:

LILY EVANS ; rivals.  ( @wildfirevans​ )

“ Two sides of the same coin. One cannot exist without the other. “ The two girls were driven by nothing but the desire to succeed, the desire to be at the top. It’s this fact alone that has bound them together from their first year at Hogwarts. While rivalries such as Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin themselves have gone down in history as quite damning, it’s the rivalry and competition between Lily and Emmeline that causes the success of the other. Without acting as a crutch of sorts, the girls’ success would seemingly come to a stand still. They push, adversaries in the best and worst of ways. While they would never out right say it, the girls are grateful for someone to challenge them, to push them further into success. Emmeline respects Lily most of all, knowing fully well what the firecracker is capable of and in turn, can only hope for the same from the Gryffindor.

KINGSLEY SHACKLEBOLT ; confidant. ( @eaglewithalionsheart​ )

“ He knew me by heart. It infuriated me that he knew me by heart. “  Their friendship was subdued, a series of quiet understanding and unspoken acceptance. Where Emmeline served as cold as the winter winds themselves, Kingsley was the brightened sun that washed away any sight of frost itself. He cares and she allows him to do so. For he is one of the few that have been exposed to the girls feverish heart, her warm soul. He builds, he strives to bring comfort to those in need and Emmeline, while her front is that of a stoic girl with her head buried within books and parchment, has found herself in need of the guidance he brings. Their friendship, that of long walks in darkened corridors, simple gestures without so much as a thought of what one might gain in return, is perhaps too hidden to the untrained eye. For, within the whispers of war, it is Kingsley who screams for justice, it is Kingsley who prays for a better tomorrow and it is Emmeline who will stop at nothing, no matter how dangerous, to get the answers she deserves and the justice she knows is possible.

THE KNIGHTS OF WALPURGIS ; alliance. ( @rodolphxsheir​ / @blackviperess​ / @suffering-and-strange​ )

"Look like the delicate flower but be the serpent under it”  She dances with the devil. Every way , shape and form. For her, it isn’t a game and it never will be. Yet, there’s a list in which she longs to seek out, names that plague her mind in the darkest of hours. The Dark Lord is Rising.  She knows it all too well. Her mothers blood is on their hands and yet she stands among them, with the help of Severus Snape she’s come to find an alliance with the men and women who lead the night, who terrorize, who seek to destroy. While her heart will never lay with the Knights and their cause, it is all but a show in which she seemingly partakes in quite well. Her purity never in question, her character never a topic of ridicule. In fact, the bitter winter chill that lies beneath her surface is all too comfortable among the Knights. She reminds herself she’s doing it for her mom, she’s doing it for her family, for those who don’t have a voice. Playing the part of sacrificial lamb in a world fit for the slaughter itself.

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top five courses to come in second to lily evans

Frog Choir, naturally. A useless skill.

That’s

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LOCATION : hogsmeade village TIMELINE : september 1976 THREAD : open

It’s before rubble and ruin , the calm before the inevitable storm. Yet, if Emmeline has ever learned anything, it’s that calm almost never means sanctuary. For, the secrets she harbours about the castle, the all knowing fate in which her classmates have carefully placed upon their shrouded crowns, are too dismal a destiny to even fathom. For her, there had never been a light at the end, for months she’d spent time in the darkness. Perhaps, one would suppose, revelling in it, learning from it. Yet, as bustling bodies cease to exist within the confides of the small book shop, Emmeline cannot help but question. Always questioning, always analyzing. Her greatest downfall, the desire to know.  It’s with careful footfalls that the girl manages to bring herself towards the window, a clear visage of the raptures beginning as she raises a brow, most suspicious in itself. “ Do you hear that ? “ Her voice, soothing in its softness, rattles through dusted shelving before blood curling screams begin to echo in the distance. 

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— a damaged soul does NOT equal a weak one.

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put “top 5” anything in my ask and i will answer ok go

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ofselwyns; 

          & there is C A L C U L A T I O N in every step he takes, viridescent hues surveying the chaotic scene before him as emerges from behind a shop. the streets are filled with debris, the attack having left hogsmeade’s high street in ruins, & nikolai has to watch his step as he moves towards the three broomsticks; the designated meeting point for the search party. a gentle glow emanates from within the inn, the only source of light offered in a sea of shadows; acting like a beacon in the night. coming to a stop a few feet away from the door, nikolai takes a moment to compose himself, burying his apprehension beneath a phlegmatic facade. dumbledore had approached nikolai as he had been leading a group of frightened third years through the doors of the entrance hall, & had asked him to return to hogsmeade accompanied by selene & a few others in search of students who had yet to return to the castle. his sense of duty far outweighing his own misgivings, nikolai had agreed to dumbledore’s request. upon arrival, nikolai had been tasked with inspecting the shops & businesses located on high street, while selene & two others had made their way towards the shrieking shack. 

          the sound of glass being crushed beneath feet pulls him out of his reverie & nikolai immediately stills. turning his attention towards the noise, he struggles to discern the approaching figure, his hand instinctively settling against the left pocket of his school robes. nimble fingers await to drawn the wand hidden within as the figure continues to close the distance between them. 

                                          ❝             you have ten seconds to show yourself                                                              before things get b l o o d y. ❞

Ash carries itself through the chaos, air contaminated with nothing less than the remnants of attack. Her hair, soot ridden and unkempt, masks sight if only for a moment. Lithe digits reach for forehead, the distinct smell . . . rust. Crimson stained fingers accompany the pounding headache in which she’s succumbed to. Emmeline manages a slight groan as she pulls herself from the debris, jumper ripped as pain radiates through her side. In the distance, she hears nothing but fear. Fear. Something in which she’s known all too well, has suppressed all too well. 

Careful footfalls, light throughout the wreckage, carry the girl through the shop as she comes face to face with the boy. “Nikolai?” Vocals hesitant as she stops within her tracks. “Highly unnecessary if you ask me.” Her words emerge from hoarse throat, lightened shrug falls from shoulders as she continues. “Planning on drawing your wand on me?” Brows raise in question as gaze, once averted, now remains placed upon the Slytherin. 

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THREAD : @wildfirevans LOCATION : transfiguration classroom TIMELINE : september 1976

Her voice had always been nails on a chalkboard. Self righteous and nerve wracking at its finest; Lily Evans left Emmeline Vance in a perpetual state of annoyance and today served to be no different. Gaze averts from fire weaved locks, temptation to snarl teases at her lip as teeth remain gritted. Hogwarts knew no greater ambition than the one that coursed through both girls frail figures, that fact alone harboured more good than bad for each other than possible. For, where Lily was vivacious and lively, Emmeline had been seen as studious and cold. Birds of the same feather, there had been nothing but competitive nature that seemingly tore at every seam of the girls. Brow raised delicately as Emmeline clears her throat, bodice shifting in her seat as emptied classroom echoes. 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Evans.” Tongue presses against cheek as tone, albeit feigns from outright bitterness, still leaves traces of vile nature. Thickness within the air all too familiar. Year after year it seemed to only worsen, the condition in which the girls saw one another, the willingness to pull the other through hell and high water if it meant coming out on top. Her words linger within air as quill, freshly dipped, continues against parchment. “Then again, we both know that now don’t we.” Words whispered beneath breath, more so to agitate than anything else.

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EMMELINE VANCE + lily evans ( i n t e r i o r )

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EMMELINE VANCE + lily evans  ( e x t e r i o r  ) 

two sides of the same c o i n   

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❛ we used to play outside when you were young and full of life and full of love . ❜

❛ we used to play outside when you were young and full of life and full of love . ❜

Did they truly? Had they ever been so carefree and filled with nothing but wanderlust? Pockets filled with remnants of pixie dust, knees scuffed from the dirt and grime that came with childish innocence. Now, faces once pristine covered in bruises and the sense of hopelessness looming over their heads in the wake of devastation. It’s with tired eyes that Emmeline acknowledges Marlene’s words, a simple nod as gaze is side swept. The world had asked them to be soldiers, had groomed them to be nothing less than legendary and tonight the girls were certain they’d deliver. 

“We used to be a lot of things, Mckinnon.” No longer a sour taste within her words, it’s with slight sorrow in which the dry words depart with her hoarse throat. Wand at the ready, the girls remain tucked away within alley ways, hidden from the world they once called home. “Do you remember . . . what absolute rubbish fourth year was? I still have the picture of Vanity smiling down on us as she won that god damn cup.” It seemed absolutely minuscule now, yet she was sure it had rocked both their cores oh but mere years ago.  

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I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via zackandkellysprom)

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♕  EMMELINE VANCE  ♕ “INTELLIGENCE WITHOUT AMBITION IS A BIRD WITHOUT WINGS.”

✗ THIS CHARACTER IS → Closed ✗ FACECLAIM → Willa Holland ✗ HOUSE / YEAR → Ravenclaw / Sixth Year ✗ BLOOD STATUS → Pure-blood

Born into the wealthy Vance family, Emmeline was raised amongst children who resided in the same social class as she, young pure-blood wizards and witches that would someday inherit their parent’s riches without having earned absolutely any of it. Her father, Alexander Vance, worked in the Ministry’s Department of Mysteries, while her mother, Serena Vance, was a respected journalist who worked for the Daily Prophet, making both of her parent’s influential people in the wizarding world. As a result, Emmeline’s actions and relations were always under constant scrutiny from both her parents and other members of wealthy pure-blood society. Yet, despite her status, Emmeline became dedicated to earning her own achievements instead of riding her parent’s coattails, relying on her own intelligence and determination to succeed, wanting to prove to everyone that she could build a future without turning to her parents for assistance. Even as a young girl, Emmeline would often astound others with the level of maturity and intelligence she would display regardless of the situation. Studious, she would prefer the company of her books than that of children her age, finding them to be her only escape from a world where she had to live under a magnifying glass, her every mistake scrutinized and judged by a mother who hated imperfections of any kind. Being an only child, Emmeline’s father doted on her and provided Emmeline with all the love, attention and warmth the young witch needed, while her mother was the one who issued punishments and constantly criticized her, unable to show her love for her child due to her own upbringing. While most would consider her spoiled, Emmeline never took anything for granted, especially her magical abilities. A practical young lady, Emmeline was incredibly sensible and above all else, intelligent, and soon proved to her parents and everyone else, that she was one of the brightest witches of her age, if not the brightest.

Known for her realistic attitude, she was the one not to act on impulse, choosing to over-analyze situations rather than leap into them head first. Despite having all the money and position anyone could ever want, Emmeline is pure naked striving, restlessly seeking an object, any object, and never knowing when enough is enough. Having grown up in a home where every flaw was noted, Emmeline has always been quite competitive and an overachiever, often going overboard in her attempts to please her demanding mother and remain positioned above everyone else, her mother having instilled in her a feeling of never being quite enough. Though she was far from hostile, she made it quite clear to anyone who approached her, that she despised incompetence. She was often willing to help anyone who would seek it, and quickly, as more people started approaching her, they got to see how sweet and wonderful a witch Emmeline truly was, for she had one of the biggest hearts. In spite of her confident exterior, it could be said that Emmeline is somewhat ruled by her insecurities, usually caused by her sense of inferiority brought upon by her mother. These insecurities have led to Emmeline building up a careful wall around herself, a wall very few people have ever gotten past. Though she’s kind to most everyone, not many truly know who Emmeline Vance is. Regarded as extremely bright and talented, Emmeline seldom leaves success to chance, or to her own natural talents, and usually tries her hardest to surpass anyone she considers her competition in any way she can.

Emmeline’s entire world fell apart in her fifth year at Hogwarts, on a bright, Tuesday morning in the middle of April. The news of her mother’s death hitting her like a ton of bricks, leaving her completely devastated and confused. Though her relationship with her mother had never been as close and loving as the one she had with her father, Emmeline was deeply affected by Serena’s death and spent the first few weeks after the funeral in a state of disbelief, unwilling to accept the fact that her mother was no longer with her. At first, her father refused to tell her the true nature of her mother’s death and would only say it had been an accident, nothing more, but the truth finally came out during one of her father’s drunken states. Serena had been working on a story, a story that many people, many influential people, did not want published. Those people had decided to silence her permanently, regarding her as a threat to their plans. The only name her father would mention was Pollux Black. Vengeance, naturally, was the only thing on her mind and her need to avenge her mother’s death only increases with every passing day.  Emmeline knows that this is war, and there’s always loss; always pain. She’s already had a taste of it, and now she wants revenge, she wants to fight back. Because, despite her father’s unwillingness to confirm her suspensions, Emmeline knows that the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters are responsible for her mother’s death and Emmeline isn’t going to sit back and let them get away with it.

♕  CONNECTIONS  ♕

✗ DORCAS MEADOWES → Best Friend. A first exchange struck on the Hogwarts Express, Dorcas was Emmeline’s first true friend at Hogwarts. While she had met certain students at pure-blood events, none of them had impacted her as Dorcas had. They were two sides of one coin, a contradiction that somehow kept both counterparts whole. And with a friendly rivalry brewing between the pair, unlike Emmeline’s rivalry with Lily Evans, these one ended only with encouragement and advice on both sides. If Emmeline didn’t have Dorcas than she would have never allowed herself to be free. Emmeline opens up and acquires a more compassionate nature when Dorcas is stood beside her. ✗ FLORENCE FAWLEY → Light. She was a brilliant ray of light that left you dazed and blinded. Emmeline always mused that you’d never see past the glaringly white smile and kind eyes; she could be wearing mismatched articles of clothing and your eyes would still never fade from the girl’s face. There wasn’t much left of Emmeline going into her fifth year. She was a dirty, dark stain, and soft echo, a weak reminder of what she was once. Florence, however, never walked away from her until she was rewarded with a genuine smile from Emmeline. A light of sorts, Florence has become a permanent scar that Emmeline cannot get rid of. At this point, though, she isn’t even sure if she wants her to go. ✗ SEVERUS SNAPE → Kindred Spirit. A girl who prefers an explanation for everything herself, Emmeline found that Severus’ behavior was a refreshing breath. Emmeline was quite aware of the desire to have control and perfection; blemishes were an error that would warrant a harsh remark from her own mother. Kindred spirits, Severus is a friend that Emmeline is glad to have in her short amount of friendships. They argue on certain discussions, but a healthy debate isn’t wrong when there isn’t a cloud of judgement surrounding one another from differing opinions. With a friendship built on mutual admiration and trust, Emmeline has allowed herself to place a lot of trust in her fellow sixth year, despite his somewhat dark reputation.  ✗ RABASTAN LESTRANGE → Frustration. She must be a hypocrite and that’s her only consolation to why she concedes to the game. Her silence would be an ignobility, though. Emmeline cannot help but challenge his games with a matching hostile intellect. She is far from certain why he continues to toy with her. Yet, Emmeline refuses to back down or let her guard lower around the deceitful snake. Emmeline understands enough to know that whatever he has planned, it isn’t pleasant. With bones built by conquerors, though, it is challenging not to fall at his words that feel akin to silky ribbon tightening around her exposed throat.

♕  EMMELINE HAS A NON-FLEXIBLE FACECLAIM  ♕