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PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION 

Height: 5’-8” Eye Color: Soft Brown Hair Color/Style: With a natural wave, Lillian’s blonde hair falls down to end just below her shoulders.  She’s long given up the attempt to tame it straight as any amount of humidity pops it back up, regardless of the amount of product used   Aesthetic/Style: Functional; Lillian doesn’t seem all that concerned with fashion. A pair of skinny jeans or slacks, a button down blouse, sturdy laced up boots, and away she goes.  She prefers darker colors over lighter ones for her wardrobe as it makes them more versatile. Play-By Used: Margot Robbie

BACKGROUND AND CHARACTER

Personality

A whole lotta passion in a small package.  Lillian follows her heart and her gut before following her head.  It’s been met with a lot of resistance by others over her life, but it’s never failed her.  She’s willing to give people the benefit of the doubt, but only so far.  Her work is her life and means everything to her.  

History

Lillian grew up in a household that revolved around family and the law.  Both of her parents had been in law enforcement which meant she and her brother were continuously shuffled from one’s guidance to the other,  and then to her aunt’s and uncle’s home.  They weren’t actually related by blood, but were close enough, that the family bond was fostered and just as strong as if they had been.  She and Scott were raised amongst her numerous cousins and never lacked in love.  

Unfortunately, early in life, disaster struck in that the kids lost both of their parents in short order.  Though not much is known about what had caused the explosion that took both Jacob and Nora King’s lives, the children no longer had their parents.  Rather than be sucked into the system, Scott and Lillian moved in with their aunt and uncle.  The loss of her parents was a big factor in why she went into Law Enforcement, particularly the NTSCO.

It had been a shock to discover that her own grandmother had been liaison at one point in her life, though it did explain quite a lot about how Lillian had been brought up.  She had been raised to question the world she saw around her, and having a naturally inquisitive nature helped.  Both she and her brother had taken to it like a fish to water.  But Scott was different.  He was harder than his younger sister, more concerned with control, and as a result would have been completely unsuited for the position.  He had trouble accepting what he couldn’t understand.  

Thinking of her brother automatically brought the image of Marilyn to mind.  A tightening in her chest formed, but her face remained stoic in response.  She had been her partner, her sister in everything but blood, and she had been lost to them.  Lillian’s brother had been dating her for a time and though Marilyn had been able to tame many of Scott’s controlling tendencies, he had done them in at the end.  The relationship had been a rocky yet passionate one, and though Lillian had supported them, she had always suspected it wouldn’t last because she had never been able to see how it could have.  

After Marilyn’s death, her brother had spiraled.  He’d needed to take a leave from MI6 where he worked as a result, and in Lillian’s opinion, still wasn’t over her loss.  The blonde couldn’t fault him for that because in all actuality Lillian wasn’t over her passing either and it had been nearly two years.  The result was that Lillian had thrown herself into her work.  She travelled almost constantly, often times hiring a housekeeper to look after her place and ferrets.  Most people didn’t realize how social of creatures they were, and so she had literally hired someone to spend time with them in her absence.  She was single with no real kids of her own, and so in Lillian’s mind, it had been money well spent.

About three months before she’d met with Director Ingham for the first time, she’d been called into her first round of interviews for the muggle Liaison position.  Of course she hadn’t known what it was, she only knew that it was for a long term assignment and highly specialized.  It had taken three months of interviews and testing before she’d finally been awarded the posting, and much to her surprise, it had changed not only her life but her entire world.  

Connections

Future plot ideas

FAMILY

Mother: Nora King Father: Jacob King Siblings: Scott King Pets: Bertie - Champagne female Ferret Ernie -  Black Mitt male Ferret (neutered) Children: None Spouse: None

GENERAL

Basic education: Primary through Further Education Higher/other education: Higher Education at Leeds Lineage: Muggle

Some facts

Smoking: Trying to quit Drinks Alcohol: Yes Worst Habit:  The need to prove herself Allergies: None Most Common Misconception about them: That she’s helpless Greatest Strength:  Her open mind and willingness to accept a situation or person for what they are Greatest Weakness:  She is rather innocent, and she trusts more easily than she should Weapons: None

Intimate Facts

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION 

Height: 6-1” Eye Color: Shifts from a dark blue to a gray, sometimes a light brown Hair Color/Style: It’s a mess.  It’s in between “past due for a trim” and “Celebrity gelled chic”. The color is an unremarkable brown, though thankfully it hasn’t started to pepper through with gray just yet, though Finn is sure it’s bound to happen any day now. Aesthetic/Style: Everything about Finn screams that he just doesn’t give a damn, from the way he can’t seem to reliably find time (or desire) to shave to the worn look of his clothes.  He wears jeans and scuffed up, dark brown leather boots, bucking the trend that many wizards cling to with wearing robes. Other: Has a series of muggle tattoos all over his body, ranging from his cheat to his arms and shoulders as well as his back.   Play-By Used: Tom Hardy

BACKGROUND AND CHARACTER

Personality

As casual and relaxed as Finn might seem on the outside, he’s a bit of a powder keg of emotion on the inside.  History has not taught him to trust those around him and as a result, he has little in the way of a tribe to confide in.  He’s a loner by nature, but actually achieve his respect and you’ll have his loyalty for life.

He’s very much the “Lover ‘em and leave ‘em” type, lacking any kind of healthy and stable relationship in his life.

Now, with his latest evolution, he’s even more unpredictable and only holds onto who he is and what he believes in with the most precarious of grips.  

History

Finn’s life started as many of the others did in the Wizarding World.  He came from a pureblood wizarding family and attended Hogwarts when the time came.  He wasn’t from an overly emotional family, rather his was one that kept mostly to themselves.  His parents were historians and authors, dedicating themselves to the past rather than the future.  So dedicated were they, that Finn had actually been an accident. He had never been dreamed of and longed for before his birth.  As a result, he had lived a comfortable yet lonely childhood. There was nothing wrong with that, it was merely the way it was. As a result, he had essentially depended on himself for anything and everything.  

Unsurprisingly he was sorted into Slytherin, even if he did share many similar traits with his Gryffindor peers.  While at school, he was an average student, though excelled in his Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.  It was during this time, that he started down the path to become an animagus. When he’d finally achieved it, he’d become nothing more than a black fox.  

His form might have been slightly bigger than the average fox, but when compared to many of the other animals that animagus became, it was still rather small.  Even so, it was the start to his life. He excelled in secrecy, traveling about the school and grounds when he shouldn’t, and rarely was found in his bed in the middle of the night.  He loved slinking around and learning all he could about the inhabitants of Hogwarts. It was on one such trip that he had actually attempted to get into the Headmistress's office only for the professor to call him out by name from a darkened corner of the hall.  

He’d had no idea how she could have managed to sneak up on him, but then that was why she was a professor and he a third year.  Finn had been thrown into detention for the rest of the year, and reported directly to the Headmistress herself. During that time, he worked for her, completing activities geared towards strengthening his skills.  By the end of the year, Professor Mcgonagall had raised one of the finest animagus that she had ever taught, and an unregistered one at that.

She should have forced him to register.  That was after all the law, but Minerva had always left that up to him to decide.  The result of which was that Finn would always be loyal to the Headmistress.

After completing his time at Hogwarts, Finn had naturally joined the ministry to become an Auror, where he excelled.  He was a perfect fit for the job in everything but authority. Not respecting it, he flaunted directives and followed what he wanted to.  He was too open, too risky for the Director’s liking, though mostly Ingham simply couldn’t accept that he couldn’t control the loose cannon of an Auror.  That made Finn dangerous.

As time went on, Ingham sought every opportunity he could to write Finn up, hoping to run him out of the Ministry, but the write-ups never stuck.  They were never enough to truly expel him, and only warnings were received. That was of course until of course he finally screwed up.

The case had been simple: track the shipments and stop them.  Some witch or wizard had been shipping out charmed items and selling them to the muggles to the detriment of the non-magical people and also violating the Statute of Secrecy.  Unfortunately, what had originally seemed like a large scale operation had actually turned into an entire organized black market ring made up… of muggles. And the wizard behind it?  Was actually a squib. This threw Finn for a loop. He had no jurisdiction over the muggles, and the squib had literally just been a thief that had stolen the items he sold. He’d raided vaults and homes of wizards that had been lost after the time of the Dark Lord and quite literally sold the items he had acquired to the muggles.  No witches or wizards had been involved that he had seen.

Seeking to put an end to the entire thing, Finn had taken it upon himself to right the wrongs, but it had all quite literally blown up in his face.  While trying to take the squib into custody, his muggle lackies had broken in and Finn had been forced to fight back instead of apparate out of there.  A massive clean up effort had needed to be called in and Finn’s failure had been blanketed across the Wizarding World’s news outlets.

As a result, he’d been suspended without pay.  The investigation had come up with what The Ministry had wanted to find and Finn was found to be at fault, even though none of it had made sense.  He’d followed the trails, found the facts, but in the end, it hadn’t added up, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had been set up. Though Ingham had pushed for the wizard to be fired, he’d managed to keep his job, with what he assumed was help from his own powerful backers, but relegated to a life of odd jobs and desk work.  

He felt like he’d flushed his job down the pisser and had started seeking out his own work on the side.  Though still titled as an Auror, he was considered the lowest of the low, but still used his position to get his job done.

Unfortunately for him, Finn’s life didn’t get any easier after that.  It had been two years since he’d essentially been demoted, about six months before the Task Force was set to commence, and he’d come onto the trail of a rogue werewolf that had been terrorizing a small village in Turkey.  Knowing that he wouldn’t be missed, Finn had gone after it, and succeeded in putting it down, but not before it had earned a small victory of its own during the fight. Atticus Finn Henry has been bitten by a werewolf and had kept it secret from the Wizarding World.

He’d become scruffier, more prone to emotional outbursts, but thus far, his secret had remained safe.  When the opportunity to join the Task Force has come up, it had been Minerva McGonagall who had convinced him to sign up. She still believed in him, and not wanting to let her down, Finn had obliged.

Connections

Minerva McGonagall

Future plot ideas

Overcoming his past failures

FAMILY

Mother: Clara Henry Father: Joseph Henry Siblings: None Pets: None Children: None Spouse: None

MAGICAL

Wand: 15”, Elder, Phoenix Basic education: Hogwarts Lineage: Full blood

Some facts

Smoking: Chain Smoker Drinks Alcohol: Yes Worst Habit:  Not shutting up Allergies: Silver Most Common Misconception about them: That he’s stupid and lazy Biggest Fear:  Failing the only one that has ever believed in him Greatest Strength:  His tenacity Greatest Weakness:  His lack of trust Weapons: None

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Height: 5’-2” Eye Color: Soft Brown Hair Color/Style: Shoulder length chestnut colored hair of a medium thickness. It’s straight, with only the slightest of waves. Aesthetic/Style: Emma is QUIRKY!  She’s known for her rather out there choices, particularly with her socks or tights.  She’s feminine in her dress, though reserved and not prone to showing an exorbitant amount of skin.  When she wears skirts, never higher than knee length, they are usually accompanied by patterned tights and heels. Other: Emma has pierced ears.  She had considered getting a tattoo at one point, but then chickened out at the last second. Play-By Used: Emilia Clarke

BACKGROUND AND CHARACTER

Like many young witches and wizards in England, Emma attended Hogwarts.  She was sorted into Hufflepuff, a house she loved and was proud of, no matter the connotations about it.  School had been rather normal for her in her early years.  She attended classes, developed a crush, and lived a normal life.  Though she was never the life of the party, she had developed a couple of close friendships, one to a girl named Tabitha.  

They were as thick as thieves, and could most times be found in each other’s company, which was of great relief to Emma since she was often times found to be the butt of jokes.  Her quirks were easy to tease which made her easy to single out.  Surprisingly though, Emma took it in stride.  Her greatest gift was being able to see the good in people, and as a result, she could fault the others for their mirth, even if it was to her own detriment.  

It was in the spring of their sixth year when she and Tabitha had opted to go to the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade to celebrate their up and coming final year of Hogwarts.  Oh the plans they had!  Tours of Europe and the States across the pond!  They were going to go on a grand adventure to sate Emma’s love of muggle fashion!  Of course, they also had other reasons for being at the pub, and that, of course, was Tabitha’s crush on a certain bartender, Mr. Alex Fraser..  

It turned out, that the two Hufflepuffs weren’t the only ones at the pub to party, and an entire slew of 6th years had reserved a room upstairs to let loose.  Of course, Tabitha had been all for it, but Emma had been terrified.  Tony Dryden was going to be there.  She’d had a crush on him since their first year, and there was no way she could go up there!

Push came to shove and somehow, Tabitha had convinced her bunny of a friend to go up.  The only problem was that they didn’t know which of the rooms the party was in and went up too many floors.  It was while they were crossing in front of one of the doors that it flew open, knocked by two dueling wizards inside.  The blast struck the door, sending Emma straight into Tabitha!  

It had all happened so fast.  Before Emma could even realize it, Tabby had gone over the railing and had fallen to the pub floor, many levels below them.  She’d died on impact.  

Naturally, the two wizards had fled the scene out the window, but all the partying students had heard the commotion and had left to see what had happened.  Emma was the only one they saw, staring in horror down at her friend below.  Naturally, the rumors flew and everyone blamed her.

Emma’s last year in Hogwarts had been a lonely one because of it, and sadly, she couldn’t have graduated fast enough.  Once she had, she traveled to the states to intern at The People’s Design, a fashion design company in New York, New York.  She’d wanted to get away from wizards and surround herself with the muggles she loved, but inevitably, she came to realize that as much as she loved and appreciated the muggles, living amongst them wasn’t the answer she’d been looking for, and so she returned to London, and became an agent of the Ministry of Magic’s Muggle-Worthy Excuse Committee Department.  It was a cause she could fully embrace, and she was proud of her work.

It was because of her skill with charms and her knowledge of muggles that she was then tapped to join the Taskforce, and that is where she went.

CONNECTIONS

Alex Fraser - Dear friend, like an older brother Babs Maeve Mimzy - Her old charms professor Tabitha “Tabby” O’connell (Deceased) - Best Friend Tony Dryden - Past crush

Future plot ideas: Nothing yet, would like to get her over her fear of heights/flying

FAMILY

Mother: Neena Misabun Father: Roland Misabun Siblings: None Pets: Pips - a small black and white piebald mouse Children: None Spouse: None

MAGICAL

Wand: 10-½”, Hornbeam, Unicorn Hair Basic education: Hogwarts - Hufflepuff Higher/other education: After graduating from Hogwarts, Emma interned at the The People’s Designer Agency (A fashion design company in New York, New York) Lineage: British Half-Blood Skills: Emma has an eye for clothes, specifically design, and is very good at charms related the construction of garments; She is also good with defensive magic

SOME FACTS

Smoking: No Drinks Alcohol: On occasion Worst Habit:  Doubting herself, though many would say her choice in socks Allergies: None Most Common Misconception about them: Biggest Fear: Loss of life, regardless of whether she knows them or not Greatest Strength:  Her heart: she is loyal to a fault and sees the good in absolutely anything Greatest Weakness: She is horrible in offensive magic Weapons: None Intimate Facts

Ideal Kiss?: Something gentle and sweet, certainly not pushy… maybe on a moonlit night or something… or a grocery store or… I don’t know.  It’s a kiss!  What wouldn’t be ideal about it? Sleeps In?: Quite enjoys sleeping in actually Virgin?: Yes What turns them on?: This is private, thank you.

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