Aud Lennon

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The Player

Who is Erich, Rainer and Oscar.

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The Character

Name: Aud Lennon
Age & Year: 12 and Second Year
Blood: half born
Wand: Applewood with a core of robin's feather, seven inches and supple. Given to conjurations and other spells of attraction. According to Danish folklore, Apples wither in the presence of adulterers.


Personality:

Aud comes to the school at twelve with a pleated skirt brushing about her pale thighs and already exceptionally, unusually beautiful for her age. Muggleborn and of an unknown Japanese English ancestry, though Aud is the first of her family's children to be born with a talent for witchcraft it is her strange physical allure that truly sets her apart from the much older adoptive siblings from whom she is estranged. Despite the fact that she is still only a child, men and women quickly forget her age, the former usually in the throes of an eerie and inappropriate desire for the young girl and, amongst other women, arousing an intense jealousy. Aud, at least, is not ignorant of the way she's perceived and, isolated by her few talents, is determined to find some place for herself in the world by whatever means necessary.

Familiar with grace, seduction and trumpet music, Aud is the consummate performer and believes, secretly, she will live to see the end of the world. Plagued by a reoccurring dream of being buried alive in a whirlwind of snow, she lives by a philosophy of passion and seeks her own freedom at every turn-- even from her own deceptions. Advanced in these ways, Aud is still a child though it's something she'd loathe to admit. With her family frightened of her and lacking any close friends, she arrives at Hogwarts with nothing but a suitcase and a vast, sorrowful understanding of desire-- and how to use it.

Above all, Aud is tender, a lace dress laid across a made bed, a song about girls that no one wants to talk about. Her full name translates to Old Descendent of the Lover.


Appearance:

Slender and lithe in body, Aud is of a slight and smooth build. Her skin is creamy and rises to a fruitful blush when warmed by a hand, each feature leading seamlessly from one in to another. Her face is soft and full, given to subtle angles that accentuate her open, almond eyes. Aud's hair is a honey blonde, a waving mane in her mother's color. Of all these things, she possesses an absolute physical control and remains completely at home within her own body. She moves with perfect balance. Aud is left handed and heals with great speed.


History:

Aud has given up the name Lennon the same way she gave up the man, her stepfather of ten years, who first made it hers. From a lower class background and their family living on his salary alone, Robert K. Lennon sat Aud down to explain, as gently as he could, that an education in magic, whatever that meant-- any private education-- was simply out of their means. Unlike the rest of the kids, born to Robert and his petite Cynthia, for her they would be unable to put together the cost of attendance. Sitting in the family's blue, tidy living room, Aud's life stretches like a flat plain before her. There snow begins to drift down in little gusts, little fits of ice. She crawls in to his wide lap and rests her soft cheek on his shoulder and pleads softly in inching cries that he help her, that he find the money somehow, that he, honorable Robert, take care of her like a father does. The snow comes faster and she runs in the dream, past windows of her own shabby marriage, of wandering the bleak little town at night, giving birth to a daughter with no heart and not an iota of magic to call her own.

"Don't worry," he begins unsteadily, trying to pat her on the back without really touching her. "You have great prospects. You're still very young," he continues as she paws at him, crying now. In this dream she would howl if the snow wouldn't just take that too. "You'll have lots. You're very pretty," Robert concludes lamely. He wraps his hands around her in an embrace finally, feeling clumsy, too huge and stupid for being so guilty. Aud pulls away from him and stares in to his rough, handsome face. Her skin is flawless and perfectly, unimaginably smooth; her lips like translucent shells of the sea, pink. She can see herself in his big, doleful eyes staring back at her like she's the most beautiful thing on earth, an alien, like he might start crying at any moment. They look nothing alike in the slightest. A grandfather clock ticks like a metronome against a far wall and she brings a hand to his bearded chin, touching his jaw as if it were a wounded animal. Aud kisses him.

And she kisses his honest workman's mouth until he's a perfect fourteen years of age with chapped lips and a whole life in front of him, until his wife comes home from the grocery, until the oceans reverse their course. And so it was that Aud would learn magic and Robert would never again look his stepdaughter in the eye for all the days of his long and happy life.


Other Comments:

I hope that Aud will be welcome in Hufflepuff.