Wilhelmina Aliena Isobel Lestrange

Wilhelmina Aliena Isobel Lestrange

PERSONALITY

Likes: Quietly reading in the countryside, horse riding, swimming, causing chaos, destroying things, fire, testing relationships, pissing people off, walking late at night, chocolate, cereal, doing things her own way, movies, music, dancing (but shh, don't tell anyone, she'll maim you)
Dislikes: Paper work, being told what to do (even if it's something she enjoys doing), the marriage law, paper cuts, people with really boring voices, like OMG!STFU, stupid dumb idiots that won't admit their true feelings, stupid dumb idiots that don't throw her up against the nearest wall the next time they see her after a fan-fucking-tastic night, having feelings
Traits: Loyal, steadfast when she needs to be, can be quite compassionate, is stubbornness a good trait? let's say it is because honestly, this gal hasn't got many good traits, not a complete dick? I dunno, she's really stretching the bounds here, can scrub up nicely? can that count? let's count it *cracks knuckles* stubborn, arrogant, conniving, backstabbing (if she doesn't like you/care for your opinion), offensive to princesses, offensive to most people to be fair, foul language, will split up a couple for fun if she doesn't respect the couple/know them, really bad at flirting (to the point it'll make you cringe), likes scotch a lot too much, falls behind on paperwork too often, not afraid to throw a tantrum, will get her wand out in public, has a thing for bad guys (despite her hate for pureblooded dragonshit), red flags? you mean her turn ons, right?, commitment-phobe, likes fire way too much
Skills: Auror - so excellent fighting skills and wand skills, very quick at duelling, nimble, agile, animagus with 2 forms, good with wandless and non-verbal magic, expert at occlumncey.

HISTORY

Mother: Vivienna Lestrange nee Greengrass
Father: Rigellus Lestrange
Siblings: Kalus Iago Lear Lestrange, Kage Edmund Egeus Lestrange, Desdemona Emilia Ann Lestrange
Partner: Leonardo Torian Drake
Exes: Elijah Alexander Blackthorne
Children: Atticus Drake - 6, son through marriage
Others: Lestranges, Greengrasses, Rowles, Malfoys

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Whoopsie, wrong parts. Rigellus and Vivienna Lestrange had been hoping for a son, a beautiful heir that would have his father’s handsome good looks, his father’s dashing smile, his father’s callous personality and, well, just a son that would be the double of his father, really. Unfortunately for the pair they were cursed with a daughter. Screaming, demanding, horrid looking troll of a baby, but she was still a Lestrange and so she would be treated as such and the pair would try for a son as soon as the Healer in charge of Vivienna's care said it was acceptable to do so. (spoiler, it took a while to conceive again)

The little troll baby grew into a little troll toddler. She would screech, she was demanding, and refused to do absolutely anything she was asked. Little Wilhelmina, or Helley for short, (a nickname undoubtedly given to her from the nannies that couldn’t bare her overwhelming stubbornness and continual tantrums) was a handful, not that her parents would have known, the pair spent their time socialising, working, holidaying without their daughter and then, eventually, doting on their first born son. Yes, the Lestrange couple finally did it, they had the heir they so desperately had desired and then a second son, their spare. That wasn't enough for the couple, they finally craved a princess, a daughter that wasn't wretched and turbulent. Helley was the only disappointment really, although once her brother was born mummy and daddy dearest did soften towards her, or at least as much as they could with such a terrible toddler.

Growing up, Helley only really had interactions with her sister, and even those she despised. She didn’t care for her sister in the slightest. She was a silly little baby that couldn’t do much of anything, and then she was an irritating little toddler trying to climb Helley and take her books or rip at her dresses. Helley spent as much time away from all her siblings as it was possible to do, she hid away, only came out for meals and her lessons, spent time with other children her own age of pureblood and then, eventually, went to Hogwarts.

Helley was many things but good at socialising was not one of them. Her brain-to-mouth filter was lacking and she almost always said what was on her mind as soon as it sprung to her. She often upset people without intending to but she lacked the compassion to realise what it did to others. She was considered stone-cold by many of her peers, but she fit right in with some of her fellow Slytherins who thought her blunt nature was hilarious, almost charming, however Helley soon came to realise that those people weren’t the sort she wanted to be around and she she bailed on those friendships in favour of a bit of solitude … and chocolate. Helley came to think that a lot of her peers were idiots and her attitude meant she missed out on a spot on the Slytherin quidditch team, or so she would claim if asked. Perhaps, in reality, her second and third year skills weren’t up to scratch, after all her parents had paid for her lessons to be in etiquette (which she never paid attention to), horse riding, dancing, pianoforte, all the posh, upper class things you’d expect a little pureblooded princess to learn, but Helley never took on that roll, she always did as she pleased and Quidditch was something she practiced at until she got good enough to be on the team in her fourth year, playing in the position of beater, and then not asked back onto for her Seventh year when her arrogant little shit of a brother became Captain. Focused, driven, and hard working were always traits Helley carried with her, along with arrogant, stubborn, and a little (okay, majorly) irritating.

Helley had one good friend in school, her ride or die, but she got on okay with plenty of others. Some a little too well in old classrooms, the owlery (ew, gross), at the edge of the forbidden forest, and down by the lake. Not to mention adventurous Hogsmeade visits.

Being in Hogwarts was eye opening for Helley. Her best friend came from a half-blood family, and Helley's views on pureblood superiority were thrown into question and her friend’s way of thinking seeped into Helley and she realised she didn’t actually believe the things her parents had told her, she didn’t think all that sort of thing was right. The more she looked into it, the flimsier her parents beliefs seemed and the more flimsy the whole pureblood society was.

In her sixth year Helley had her first actual boyfriend, a cute seventh year Ravenclaw destined for great things. He saw beyond the icy façade she could put on and he was never one to listen to rumours, of which there were a great deal about Helley. He was going to be a Healer someday, that was his dream, and Helley thought that was adorable. He helped her with potions and she … well she contributed other things to the relationship. During the summer her boyfriend got his own place and Helley stayed with him. Her parents didn’t want her back home once they discovered she was dating a muggleborn - something they'd found out from her snitchy little siblings. It probably didn’t help matters that she claimed they were just jealous because they were all ‘inbred, money-grabbing trolls’ while her boyfriend was ‘a sex-god with more intelligence than all the Lestranges combined’. Yeah, she’s kind of crap at arguing when she’s on the spot, but she got her point across and she was successfully disowned. Whoops?

Between her best friend, and her boyfriend, Helley survived the summer … weeeeell … right up until she had a bit too many tequila shots with her boyfriend’s best mate and then slept with him. In her boyfriend’s bed, and was discovered immediately after, when her boyfriend came home from buying more booze. Yikes. Not a lot of good decisions were made in Helley’s youth. She tried going back the next day but he didn't answer the door, or he wasn't home, but Helley figured he'd never want to see or hear from her again and so she never apologised, but who would want an apology from a bitch like her anyway?

Helley went back to Hogwarts where she found a lot of people’s attitudes had changed toward her, all for the worst. Those that hated what she did to her ex, those that hated what she did to her family, those that just disliked her anyway and as they say - absence makes the heart grow fonder; of hating Helley. Helley closed herself off more than ever, was called every name under the sun and decided to give the people what they wanted. She messed around with guys she hated and that hated her, listening to their cruel words while they tore her clothes off and she undid their trousers, fuelled by the hate, and the vicious language, intensifying everything ten fold. There were the occasional friendly sorts, but she soon learnt that even they were only after one thing, and if that was what they wanted - and there was no commitment on her part - then what did it matter if she fooled around with them from time to time? Helley did herself no favours when she would out guys that would sleep with her and then return to their girlfriends, it got to the point where she actually made it a bit of a sport for herself. She owed those twats no loyalty and besides, when they got riled up like that, angry and frustrated at her, it made for even more twisted, dark times. If she didn't have Izzy there, forcing her to look after herself, she probably wouldn't have made it through her final year in one stuck-together piece and she certainly wouldn't have gone on to follow the career she wanted.

Helley passed her NEWTs with nearly straight Os thanks to Izzy pushing her to do the right thing at every turn (not that Helley listened at every turn, but she did a bit and it paid off), and who even needs an O in potions anyway? An E is totally fine. And she went on to train as an Auror, rubbing her colleagues and bad guys the wrong way as she went, but damn were her tracking skills impressive - oh hey! Another positive trait! Kind of. I digress. Helley’s been an Auror now for quite a while, mostly working on her own, occasionally as a pair, but never really as a team player, she’s not the best at relying on others but when she’s in the field with someone she works with, she trusts they have her back, just as she’d have theirs, you know, so long as their not an elitist wankpot. Despite being a damn good Auror - the very best in fact - the Goodesses decided to screw her over and match her with the one man in the world she could actually fall in love with. Why would they do her dirty like that?! Don't they know that love makes you weak, especially if you fall in love with a man that just wants to toy with you?

OOC

Play By: Emilia Clarke
Your Alias: Cas
Pronouns: Her/she
Triggers: None