Lucy Septima Weasley
July 7th 2005
Lucy was born three months early.
This may be why her parents are so overprotective.
Well, they can't watch her all the time.
She was a delicate child.
Lucy spent her childhood ill most of the time.
Her room was across from the study.
This gave Lucy access to all of the books her parents kept in there. Everything from law, old school textbooks, research magazines, and a lot of fiction books.
The mystery novels her dad liked were within her reach.
She had always wanted to become an Auror.
Her grandfather had gotten to her with tales of adventure and excitement when Lucy was young and recovering from pneumonia. He had had a short run in the Department before a leg injury removed him from the service permanently during his career. Gramps always told these stories with vigor, waving his hands and walking stick around excitedly. He blew a hole in the wall once.
Lucy always wanted a little adventure and excitement like the characters from the books she read, Gramps inspired her.
Lucy always thought herself plain,
Pale skin, freckles, glasses, and the hair.
She never found the combination appealing on her.
But her intelligence made up for it.
Top of her class with twelve O.W.L.s.
All Outstandings.
She wishes she wasn't a Gryffindor sometimes,
James and Fred were in her year and house. She thought most of her housemates were bullies. Perhaps the reputation of the house had gone to everyone's heads.
Lucy thinks as she gets older that she should have solidified her place as the black sheep and gone to another house...
Maybe she should have taken the hat's offer to put her in Slytherin.
As Lucy got older, she found herself tangled in a web of lies and deception that was far bigger then school drama. She kept herself and others out of danger by out thinking and out maneuvering those who thought themselves the chess masters.
She had a nose for trouble,
Lucy denied it, and kept denying to the point where she just stopped denying at fourteen and just accepted her lot in life and continued taking every bit of trouble that found her.
When she mentioned it to Gramps, he just told her it would make her a better Auror.
Lucy never meant to find half the stuff she did.
Lucy was hardly noticeable, she was quiet and many failed to notice she was there. People failed to notice her presence, and would talk as if she was invisible.
And the fact that Gramps just flat-out told her things was no help.
She was a very powerful witch.
Lucy was when aggravated, was described as a tank.
And a few, less polite terms.
She was not afraid of Aran Causey.
Like Molly, she found Aran Causey to be cold, distant, and impersonal. All business.
But Lucy could not be scared of the same eyes that looked back from the mirror every morning.
Maybe Lucy was a little bit lonely.
Her cousins found her dull; most of the school bullied her.
But she had the greatest friends she could ask for.
To some degree, Lucy may have been socially inept.
She could talk on an intellectual level; she could rarely talk about her emotions. Lucy hardly acknowledged her own emotions most of the time, she just ignored them.
It was nearly too late when she realized her feelings for her best friend.
During her fifth year, Lucy, unwillingly and unknowingly, came into full time possession of a dangerous artifact.
Lives had ended over this item. People had fought for its powers, it would whisper in Lucy's ear about how nobody loved her, appreciated her. It bound something powerful within its pages.
She only got it after Gramps went into hiding. She hated that book, she could hear it in her head for years after it as gone.
"The blood has sealed me, and the blood will release me..."
She and her father are very close.
They were notorious for their enjoyment of the Daily Prophet crosswords and mystery novels. They have the same sense of humor, unwavering cynicism, and a mutual love of politics.
Lucy's proud to be her father's daughter.
Lucy inherited a couple of things from her mother.
A nose for trouble, a sense of adventure and a fondness for the shady parts of society, though the last trait is something her mother tries desperately to curb, Gramps encourages it.
And she also inherited an ability to get in the way of powerful people's goals.
Her career choice caused the biggest family row since 1995.
Lucy and her father did most of the shouting. He had always been overprotective of both her and Molly. Probably why he looked so relieved when Molly became a Healer. It was a rather public shouting match at her grandparents place, Uncle Harry had just given her the training schedule and Lucy's career plans were laid in her father's lap at dinner. The shouting took off from there.
They went about three weeks without speaking.
Lucy was at the top of her field,
She had taken on Dark Wizards, serial killers, spies, and the occasional drunk. She even worked as a spy on occasion. She rarely felt more awesome or confident then when she arrested wanted criminals.
Though her proudest moment was when her eldest son, who she named after her father, followed her into the corps.
After she retired from the corps, Lucy opened a pub.
In time, the Silver Kneazle became known for being more violent then the Sneezing Snitch.
At the ripe old age of one hundred and seven, she was still throwing drunks out of the pub herself.
Author's Note: Lucy is the heroine for my next project. I find her to be a delightful character and more complicated then what is shown here.
These twenty facts describe the character, not the plot of my next project. Though there are hints of what is to come up in the project, I decided to focus on the heroine.
Thoughts and opinions about a lead like Lucy?
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