Post by Eden Fletcher on Nov 15, 2011 22:18:49 GMT -5
Name: Eden Fletcher
Age: 27 turning 28
Birthdate/place: [Apirl- 1st-2010]
Species: Human
Gender: woman
Family: Half Blood
Emery Fletcher- brother -deceased
Elianora Fletcher, sister-28
Chantey-Marie Ashcroft Fletcher: Mother, Pureblood,deceased at 22
Avery Fletcher: Father, Mudblood, deceased at 24
Natasha Loren James Ashcroft pureblood, Maternal Grandmother, 129
Emenington Orion Ashcroft, pureblood, Maternal grandfather, deceased
Appearance:
Hair:An overabundance of pale yellow hair that falls past her shoulders.
Eyes: large, haunting pale orbs with just a hint of sky blue
Build/height-
General Description- After a late growth spurt, Eden Fletcher is no longer diminutive, capping out at an average five five, the young woman has finally left short jokes behind her, that is unless she is standing next to a Kameren. Despite a change in height, Eden is still waif like. Her body never quite filled out, and while she does have a few womanly curves she is not particularly well endowed. Which doesn't really bother Eden for she has more worrisome things on her mind. Even in the height of summer, Eden's skin is several shades too pale. It's unnatural. As Eden grows older, it seems that the color is drained out of her. Pale blonde hair tumbles in loose waves down her back, or is magically straightened. Her eyes are large oval circles that dominate her thin face, sometimes overpowering her. Typically her eyes are tinted with just a hint of a powder blue sky. It is only when she is caught in a vision, or a strong emotion, that her eyes flash cerulean.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
The sweet facade that Eden had adopted as a child is gone. No longer will she wear a mask for other's benefit. She is not a cruel person but she has seen to much darkness to smile so easily. A dark fragility surrounds Eden and a brittleness that hadn't been there before encases her. A bit of Eden's fearlessness has eroded. At twenty four she has realized that even she is fallible. Facing her own death has calmed her down. No longer does she rashly put herself in danger, or act impulsively. Or not as much. It is difficult to change entirely. For the first time in her life Eden truly fears people. Oh, she knew about their potential for evil, petty crudity, but only now does she know what it means. Eden questions people more than she did before and is less trusting. She has a tendency to except people to fail and let her and everyone else down. She waits for it and is wary when it does not happen. As Eden grows older she finds herself forsaking company and is truly comfortable only with Max Kameren. Around him, her walls fall and her easy going, teasing nature can be free.
Edne is frank, direct and candid. She calls the world as she sees it and is not afraid to let her opinions be known. That quality has made her many an enemy but also a few friends. As a junor auror, Eden learned that she is not much of a follower, especially if she does not see the reason for an order. She has to trust the judgement of the person commanding her. Many times she finds her own unique way of doing things. For all her rudness, Eden is a loving person and would lay down her life for those she loves. Above all Eden needs freedom and she finds herself longing for something new.
Alliance- To the Kamerens
Alignment- Chaotic Netural
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Gryffindor
Job- Street Artist
Employer- herself, Eden is selling her sketches when need be, ad sometimes sketches for magical law enforcement but really she is doing what she wishes. She's a heiress after all, she never needed to work.
OWLs/NEWTs- Enough NEWTS and OWLS to get her into the Aurors but just barely.
Other:
Magical Skills- Eden is a seer. She's had the ability to glimpse the future though dreams since she was a little girl. Many times were visions come out through her artwork.
Patronus- A small threstal
Wand- beech, 10 1/4 inches, unicorn hair.
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
Eden Fletcher is the product of two fools who had found in each other a greater fool to admire. Thus it was fitting that she came mewing into the world on the first of April, the day of fools. Born nearly three months early it was a cursed miracle that she survived for her parents had little money and two older children to feed. Still they had a lot of love and for many that is what counts.
Life would have been easier though if Pureblood Princess Chante Marie Ashcroft had never visited the flying horse camp where son of a squib, Avery Fletcher worked trying to support his family. It was at the camp that an unlikely friendship grew. Chante-Marie was born with a silver wand in her mouth, never wanting for anything. Avery was the stereotypical opposite, the oldest of seven he was always wanting for something. Good with animals, Avery had quit Hogwarts at sixteen to work full time at the flying horse camp. His mother was having a difficulty holding down a job, she could perform no magic and she was too odd for most muggles. Bored with modeling Chante-Marie escaped from her high profile life (her father was a ministry politician), by learning how to fly horses. Every holiday, Chante returned to the camp and slowly her relationship with Avery grew. The summer before her seventh year, Chante believed she was in love and gave herself to Avery. That fall she discovered she was with child. Avery had been terrified when he found out, how was he suppose to support another baby? His meager paycheck was not enough to support his mother and siblings as is. Still, Avery proposed, Chante accepted and in a naive spur of the moment decision eloped during Christmas break while her parents were vacationing in Japan.
Years later, Avery and Chante would see it as the first of many mistakes. They were young and very foolish. When the Ashcroft's found out they were furious and when Chante refused to give up the child, annul the marriage and return to school they disowned her thinking she'd change her mind. Stubborn, she refused, thinking that love would conquer all. It didn't but some of her wounds were soothed. Still, changing diapers in a small one bed room apartment overlooking the Leaky Cauldron was not what she was use to.
Avery longed to give Chante the pretty things she had been accustomed to. He truly did love her, for she was a generous person who didn't complain to loudly and merlin she had given him a son! Emery Fletcher had changed both of his parent's lives, maturing them. Wanting to give his son more than he had, Avery began to do side work for a shadey crowd. Smuggling supplies, hiding dark objects during raids etc. Chante-Marie rarely asked where the money came from, trusting her husband.
When Eden, their third child was born, things were teetering on the edge of a cliff. Chante-Marie was unhappy and despondent, her love now resentful and bitter. Avery Fletcher was rarely home as he tried to keep creditors at bay. He'd borrowed and robbed from far to many unsavory characters and they were coming to collect. Eden was two when everything went south and her father was killed by Death Eaters he had crossed. Angry and believing that her husband was cheating on her, Chante went out to find him in the pouring rain, leaving seven year old Emery in charge of his little sisters. She never did find her husband, instead she returned home weary and sick. Two days later an auror came by the apartment, let inside by a cherub faced Eden. Chante was aloof, distant and cold as she took in the news of her father's death. Her lack of an emotional response startled the young auror and birthed suspicions that the wife may have had something to do with the death after all. An investigation was started, adding to Chante's stress. Terrified, she once again contacted her parents but they refused to talk to her. The men who had killed her husband planted evidence that it had been Chante and she had been taken into custody. Already weak, Chante sicked and died.
The Ashcrofts had never seen their grandchildren before the day a social services witch landed on their stoop children in tow. The Ashcrofts agreed to take in the children, no blood of theres would ever stay in an orphanage!
Thus began the golden era of Eden's childhood. She barely remembers life before six course meals and silk sheets. Eden was a special child, sensitive to others. From a young age she always seemed to know when something bad was going to happen. She had strange feelings and would often get upset. As Eden grew older she began to have strange dreams. Often she woke up screaming, afraid of the dark things in her head. Sometimes the dreams were nice and she would laugh and smile in her sleep. Her grandparents worried about the little girl. It was quite unnatural for such a little girl to dream of war and death. Eden dreamed that her older sister, who was blind, would fall down the stairs. She told her grandmother but the woman did not believe her. When Elnora broke her ankle after falling down the front steps, Lady Ashcroft braided Eden, thinking that the little girl pushed her sister. Eden soon learned that her dreams were not something to talk about. That they unsettled her grandparents. Eden knew that adults expected her to be smiling and happy, so she said little about what she saw.
The Ashcrofts were very worried about Eden. Often she would acquire a burning fever and then suddenly she was well. More than once they took Eden to St. Mungos. When Eden was eight she began to see a mind healer. Her grandparents suspected that Eden might be a seer but hoped it was not true. The abilities of a seer were unknown and thus terrifying. Who knew what the girl could do? It was an abomination. At eight, Eden began taking dreamless sleeping potions to allow her to sleep. For a while they worked and a pretend normalcy surrounded her.
Despite her nocturnal troubles, Eden's abilities also presented itself in her drawings. Art was a way for Eden to express the strange feelings she had. Sometimes her eyes would close and her hand would sketch on it's own accord, these inkings Eden would hide.
Eden was treated like a glass object with a tiny crack, an imperfection that must be shield from the world. Her older brother Emery, watched over her, protected her and cared for her. Sometimes though, Eden resented the protection. She learned from an early age what adults expected from her and Eden was fearless. When she was well, she was a boisterous little girl asking questions with her cheeky pert tongue. Her charming smile often stemmed a rebuke. The little girl wormed her way into her stern grandfather's heart and she became his favorite grandchild. For a while little Eden could do no wrong.
Hogwarts arrived and Eden followed her older brother onto the train, excitement shaking through her small body. She was a tiny little thing, barely four feet four. Her size did not stop her from creating an impact. To Emery's relief and horror, Eden was sorted into Gryffindor. While her brother was there at school with her he was not in her house and that was freedom to Eden. If she needed Emery she could always call on him but for the most part she had to make her own way. Eden's fearlessness won her many friends....at first. She was unafraid of anyone and at first trusted everyone. She knew little about human cruelty at that point. During her first year, Eden's powers began to expand. It became diff cult for her to sleep as years of pent up visions broke through the dreamless sleep potion fog. Several times Eden woke up screaming in the dark, or talked in her sleep scaring her roommates. They began to tease her about being a baby. Eden ignored them the best she could. She wasn't afraid of the dark and she knew that she wasn't calling out to her mommy. Yet, neither did she tell her mates that she saw the future for they would think her crazy.
So Eden ignored her fellow first years and instead befriended a potion master and his son max. Together Eden and Max were a terrible foe and they became inseparable. It was a friendship that would last well into their adulthood. Eden showed Max the wizarding world and he taught her about the muggle. It was the first time that Eden learned about the world that her father had been a part of.
It was the middle of the night, during her first year, and Eden was fighting to stay awake. She did not want to see the monsters again. Every time she closed her eyes inky dark creatures chased her, wrecked havoc on the world. Sneaking out of her dorm, Eden took her coveted art supplies to the Owlery. Encased in a small corner she began to draw. At first, she drew of simple things, flowers, hogwarts, her teachers, but then a trance overcame her and blood spilled onto the page. Unaware of what she was doing, Eden slipped into a vision of the present. For a long time she drew of horrible things. Upon waking she saw scattered pages of Hogsmeade, vicious inky black creatures and who she had assumed was Curse Kameren, her beloved teacher. Terrified, Eden with visions dancing in her head, she scooped up the pictures and ran. Straight into Professor Kameren on rounds. The older man believed the terrified young girl and together they went to find his brother...and became embroiled in one of the first attacks on demons.
From that night on Eden began to pay closer attention to her dreams. It was a love hate relationship with her gift. Several times Eden tried to get rid of it. She came close once. With a book from a man proclaiming to be a seer, she found a "spell" to bind her gift. Really, it was just the power of her mind blocking the images and physical warnings she typically received. It was during this time that her brother went missing the first time and Max Kameren was kidnapped.
Eden stared at the wreckage of the Kameren house for weeks. Living two blocks away it had shaken the entire neighborhood. Especially Eden. She should have seen it coming. Eden vowed never to ignore her gift again. Although she needed control.
During her school years, Eden learned to control her abilities. At first her powers were so overwhelming that Eden often caused the simplest of wand spells to go awry. Not the brightest wand in the shop, Eden had to work at school. If she did not study she did not do great. She envied Max his intelligence and often wished things came as easy to her as they did for him.
The older Eden became the less she felt like showing the world what they wanted. While not exactly standoffish she began to tell people the truth. She also stopped pretending to be so bloody happy all of the time. Eden saw very dark things and she did not always want to smile, laugh and tease.
School was her haven and her prison. If it hadn't been for Max and Curse she probably would have dropped out after her sixth year. Eden did not see the point of learning about how to care for animals or how to transform an object into an animal. The basics were enough for her and if she ever needed to know something she could learn it when she needed it. But that was not the way the world worked and Eden stayed in school.
It was the summer before her last year and Eden was dreading the first of September. She wanted to be an adult already. She wanted to help people. There was only so much she could do in a castle in the middle of nowhere with a curfew. Eden had been about to leave the house when her grandmother summoned her into the front parlor. Resigned, she went surprised to see a man in dress robes. He was neither young nor old and Eden could not get a read on him. He was just there. Wary, Eden listened as her grandmother introduced him as a son of an old friend. He was an unspeakable in the Department of Mysteries and he would like to talk to her. Fear fizzled in Eden's stomach. She had been wondering when the silencers from the ministry would come to take her away...as a child she had feared them not knowing exactly what they did.
The man smiled and Eden noticed how handsome he was and she listened. He hadn't wanted to "take her away" but offer her a job. Give her a chance to use her abilities. Eden was intrigued, she knew Max's step mum had worked for the department. Some sort of historical researcher. She might no more about the section that the man was apart of. Eden made no promises but neither did she turn him away.
The department of Mysteries man wooed Eden during the school year. It was a tantalizing offer and she accepted. After graduation, Eden would be a low level worker in the department with a chance to work her way up.
The reality had not been as glamorous as the man had proclaimed. She sat in a large room with a hundred cubicles doing nothing really helpful as she "waited" for a vision to come. Suddenly her talent seemed to dry up. Now that she wanted to use her abilities, they did not want to work. Every once in a while she would doze off and doodle but it was nothing of real significance. The researcher assigned to her began to doubt her abilities but continued to try and lure out her supposed talents. She was even allowed to go into the hall of Prophecy. It hadn't worked and the pressure was on. Eden had been hired to give prophecy but since her arrival she hadn't had a riveting vision. It was as if her talent had dried up since she had become an adult. Eden had boasted about her abilities and now that the time to prove herself was upon her she couldn't do it. For years she had been plagued with nightmares, her life interrupted by visions of what might be but now that she needed it, there was nothing. Unbeknownst to Eden there was something in the department of Mysteries that blocked her talent. Actually there were a number of artifacts that worked together to stem her magic. Sometimes though a vision would break through at work. It was nothing like she had experienced at Hogwarts.
Eden was restless, wanting to help people, to do something. Sitting at a desk shuffling papers was not enough. She knew things were happening. Potentially bad things. She had thought that she would be able to shed light on those things, be able to offer an insight, to help stop things from happening. Bored, she often walked the London streets at night and not in the best of neighborhoods. She was trying to test her abilities to see if she could sense danger. The man who had convinced her to join the department of mysteries noticed Eden's restless unhappiness. He used it, encouraging Eden to explore her abilities in the most unsavory of places. He began to have special tasks outside of work for Eden to accomplish. Blind to his evil, Eden complied.
Slowly, Eden slipped into the shadow world of magical London. It had begun with her vetting informants for her mentor and his "friends". Eden could often sense the intent of a person. It wasn't always clear or accurate but it was usually helpful. Eden kept this part of her life a secret. It was only a few favors here and there.
When Eden was nineteen she began to have visions about her older brother Emery. He'd always been Eden's protector and she loved him deary. She'd felt so guilty that she hadn't seen his abduction by Scarlet. Nor had she seen where he was or what had been done to him. He had been blocked from her. Then again she had been twelve at the time. This time though, Eden saw different things about her brother. There were many possibilities surrounding him but one thing kept repeating. He was going to disappear again. And like the first time, the aurors would have little clues and leads. It wasn't because they were idiots, most were brilliant and excellent at their job but because they were not equipt to understand all of the clues. The case would go cold. Convinced that Eden could help her brother but now knowing when or how to prevent it from happening, Eden decided to become an auror. She was dissatisfied at the Department of Mysteries and if she was an auror she would be able to see the evidence from her brother's case when it happened.
The road to becoming an auror was not easy for Eden. She nearly didn't make it to the initial testing stages. The department of magical law enforcement was worried that her myriad visits to St. Mungos pointed to her being unsound. Apparently they had enough of unhinged aurors and didn't need anymore. There was also her lack luster two years with the Department of Mysteries against her. For some reason though she passed the interview stage and moved onto to the character tests. She scored well in many of the tests, surprising a few skeptics. More than once, Eden's seer abilities warned her that something was heading her way.
Finally, Eden became an auror in training. This decision of hers put a bit of tension between her and Max Kameren. She knew how much her best friend longed to be an auror but she also knew why he couldn't. He was too sensitive, his empathy talents would only get him killed. She tried so very hard not to talk about being an auror around Max, not wanting to rub it in.
For three years Eden trained and earned the reputation of a wild card. She nearly failed the stealth and tracking course because she dropped like a rock in the middle of a session as her visions overpowered her. Those moments where her power overwhelmed her were rare now but they still happened. Her greatest fear was that she'd have a drawing spurt in the middle of a raid. While not in training, Eden worked hard cultivating her talent. She began collecting books and artifacts that were believed to be about seers.
More than once Eden was punished for disregarding orders. It was not on purpose but she knew that following those orders would cause injuries so she did not. One day out in the field with her senior, Eden proved useful in drawing a picture of a purposed dark wizard that had attacked several people. When ever a sketch was needed and their artist couldn't be found or was engaged, Eden would do the honors. This would later lead her to her current job.
Just after making auror, Emery went missing. Again. This time foul play was suspected right away. Blood was found in an alleyway, Emery's blood. The scene was nearly identical to what Eden had envisioned four years before, except for the fact that she was one of the responding aurors. Immediately after identifying the blood, Eden was removed from the case and denied access to the evidence. Her impute was ignored. Evidence was needed not her talent for knowing things she shouldn't. Several times, Eden tried to pry information from the aurors on the case. A few answered her questions but with few details. Eden was sure that this had to do with something larger but Emery had been in a bad neighborhood. It looked like he'd gotten into some trouble. His record wasn't exactly clean after the shadow stealer incident when he was seventeen. Emery had been trying to escape his demons for years, sometimes finding solace in spirits and powders.
It was a frustrating time for Eden. She had planed for so long for this moment. What she hadn't considered was that she would be ethically banned from the evidence. If what happened to her brother was more than an intoxicated accident then if she saw the evidence it could be used against their case. She'd been stupid. Eden tried to ignore the fact that Emery was missing. Again. She'd seen it. Knew it was going to happen but she did nothing to stop it. While many of her visions were jumbled and convoluted with different paths and interpretations, these seemed straight forward. If she prevented her brother from being kidnapped bad things would happen. Trouble. So she allowed him to get into a tight spot. What she hadn't known was that it was because of her. Emery had been trying to make sure Eden was alright. He knew she was flirting with danger. Even though she worked for the department of law enforcement she still did favors for the shadow world, read their fortune of sorts. It wasn't as often as when she worked for the ministry and her tracks were well hidden. It also wasn't exactly illegal for her to tell someone what she sensed, even if that person was a bit shady. Emery had stumbled upon what Eden was doing and had went to investigate further, try and get her out of it. Big brother saves the day. He'd gotten caught.
For nearly a year nothing happened on Emery's case. It went cold. There was little to go by and what evidence they did have made little sense. Frustrated, Eden finally sneaked into the evidence room to peak at what they had found. There was little to go by. What captured her attention was the impression of some kind of design. The inverted, smudged image tugged at Eden's thoughts. She'd seen it before. But where? Or when? Had it been a vision? There was also a strange watch that did not tell time. Well not that anyone could tell. The aurors on the case had asked Eden if her brother owned a pocket watch. She said that he did. He'd inherited it from their maternal grandfather. By the description she had assumed it was that watch but it wasn't. This was not Emery's. Not really.
As time went on, Eden began to dream about the pocket watch. It was strange half dreams half visions. Nothing concrete. She became obsessed with solving her brother's case. Doing her own investigation. She began to spend less and less time with her family. She'd began to miss her weekly meals with the Kameren's. She saw her best friend Max in hurried moments before rushing off. At the ministry she became more amiable, less likely to speak up or argue. She was passive and roboticily did the work assigned her.
She was getting close. Something about her brother's disappearance had something to do with a powerful man. And the forbidden forest. She'd tracked the symbol to ruins in the forest she had come across as a young girl. It was near the place where the threstals had nested. Eden had liked the threstals and had often went to feed them during her first year. It was there that she had first bonded with Curse Kameren, the man would eventually become a father figure to her.
Despite being careful, Eden had a feeling that someone was on to her. There was also a nagging suspicion in her gut that someone in her department was a double agent. Someone on her brother's case. Surely if someone hadn't been leading them astray they would have gotten farther in the case.
As things began to come together in her mind, Eden worried about the evidence. She no longer believed it was safe. So she stole it. And that was no easy feat. There were people and spells to deal with but she managed to pull it off. Or so she thought.
Eden was near her small flat when loud popping noises surrounded her. Cloaked figures encircled her, their faces hidden. A tingling rush made Eden's head feel light headed and a bitter laugh built in her throat. She wasn't really scared of these figures, buoyed by the belief that if she were to die her powers would show her first. A man thanked her for retrieving the goods for him. He wouldn't have been able to get the damning evidence without her assistance. She also had one last part to play in his farce.
Eden was taken. Despite her auror training she had succumbed to them in the end. At first they used her to solve their puzzle and then they realized just who she was. Or rather what she could do. Without a wand and given a drug that dimmed her mind and seemed to open her up to her visons, Eden was truly trapped. She did not know how long time had passed. Where she was and many times who she was often escaped her. Visions racked her and punishment was dealt as they tried with limited success to direct her visions to what they wished to know.
Sometimes Eden was used to steal prophecies from various places. She could handle the powerful globes without injury. Or at least the ones they had her snatch. When she was sent to take these items the drugs were lessened and she could think. It was during one of these "raids" that Eden escaped. They hadn't thought she'd jump off a fifty feet cliff into storming ocean with her hands bound my magical chains. The smack of the icy water awakened Eden's foggy mind. Painfully slow, she became aware of where she was. Escape pounded through her mind as she struggled to rise to the surface. Wriggling she managed to get her head above the waves but more often than not she swallowed water with her air. Voices assaulted her ears and for the first time in her life she felt true fear. She did not want to be their tool any longer...but she feared that she would not escape alive. The water would be her grave.
For a few minutes Eden fought against the bonds of fate.An ironic smile touched her lips as she once again sank beneath the waves. Once she had thought she would know the day she would die like she had envisioned Curse's death on a Hogwarts staircase. Now she knew that it wasn't the case. She was blind to her own death. It was upon her. A strange peace flowed through Eden, calming her as she stopped struggling. Water filled her lungs but she no longer feared death. She closed her eyes as a warmth filled her body, fighting off the freezing water. As she was pulled towards the bottom of the ocean and out to sea the face of Max Kameren filled her mind. Regret filled her. She had so much to tell him. Things she should have long ago. Her last thought was of him...
Unconscious, Eden was unaware that her magical gift had transported her out of the crushing ocean and into the middle of St. Mungo's glistening white corridors. The soaking wet still form of Eden Fletcher appeared out of nowhere at the feet of Max Kameren. Sea weed was tangled in her pale blonde hair and dangling from her big toe.
At first it was believed that Eden was dead. She hadn't been breathing was the missing auror landed on the floor. Quick thinking from Max saved her life. With a sputtering cough that hurt her entire body, Eden came back to the world of the living. She found herself staring into a storm of dark green that were Max's eyes. It had been a long time since she had seen him. Too long.
It has been a couple of weeks since Eden returned from the dead. She has spoken little about her ordeal except to her superiors. And even to them she has shared little details. She is currently on suspension form the aurors for stealing evidence. She isn't in prison due to her Grandfather once being the minister of magic. Truly she was lucky in more ways than one. Eden is a bit lost. She has realized that her talent is too much to overcome, that she is more of a liability than a help. For now she is content to just sketch and ignore what has happened.
Age: 27 turning 28
Birthdate/place: [Apirl- 1st-2010]
Species: Human
Gender: woman
Family: Half Blood
Emery Fletcher- brother -deceased
Elianora Fletcher, sister-28
Chantey-Marie Ashcroft Fletcher: Mother, Pureblood,deceased at 22
Avery Fletcher: Father, Mudblood, deceased at 24
Natasha Loren James Ashcroft pureblood, Maternal Grandmother, 129
Emenington Orion Ashcroft, pureblood, Maternal grandfather, deceased
Appearance:
Hair:An overabundance of pale yellow hair that falls past her shoulders.
Eyes: large, haunting pale orbs with just a hint of sky blue
Build/height-
General Description- After a late growth spurt, Eden Fletcher is no longer diminutive, capping out at an average five five, the young woman has finally left short jokes behind her, that is unless she is standing next to a Kameren. Despite a change in height, Eden is still waif like. Her body never quite filled out, and while she does have a few womanly curves she is not particularly well endowed. Which doesn't really bother Eden for she has more worrisome things on her mind. Even in the height of summer, Eden's skin is several shades too pale. It's unnatural. As Eden grows older, it seems that the color is drained out of her. Pale blonde hair tumbles in loose waves down her back, or is magically straightened. Her eyes are large oval circles that dominate her thin face, sometimes overpowering her. Typically her eyes are tinted with just a hint of a powder blue sky. It is only when she is caught in a vision, or a strong emotion, that her eyes flash cerulean.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
The sweet facade that Eden had adopted as a child is gone. No longer will she wear a mask for other's benefit. She is not a cruel person but she has seen to much darkness to smile so easily. A dark fragility surrounds Eden and a brittleness that hadn't been there before encases her. A bit of Eden's fearlessness has eroded. At twenty four she has realized that even she is fallible. Facing her own death has calmed her down. No longer does she rashly put herself in danger, or act impulsively. Or not as much. It is difficult to change entirely. For the first time in her life Eden truly fears people. Oh, she knew about their potential for evil, petty crudity, but only now does she know what it means. Eden questions people more than she did before and is less trusting. She has a tendency to except people to fail and let her and everyone else down. She waits for it and is wary when it does not happen. As Eden grows older she finds herself forsaking company and is truly comfortable only with Max Kameren. Around him, her walls fall and her easy going, teasing nature can be free.
Edne is frank, direct and candid. She calls the world as she sees it and is not afraid to let her opinions be known. That quality has made her many an enemy but also a few friends. As a junor auror, Eden learned that she is not much of a follower, especially if she does not see the reason for an order. She has to trust the judgement of the person commanding her. Many times she finds her own unique way of doing things. For all her rudness, Eden is a loving person and would lay down her life for those she loves. Above all Eden needs freedom and she finds herself longing for something new.
Alliance- To the Kamerens
Alignment- Chaotic Netural
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Gryffindor
Job- Street Artist
Employer- herself, Eden is selling her sketches when need be, ad sometimes sketches for magical law enforcement but really she is doing what she wishes. She's a heiress after all, she never needed to work.
OWLs/NEWTs- Enough NEWTS and OWLS to get her into the Aurors but just barely.
Other:
Magical Skills- Eden is a seer. She's had the ability to glimpse the future though dreams since she was a little girl. Many times were visions come out through her artwork.
Patronus- A small threstal
Wand- beech, 10 1/4 inches, unicorn hair.
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
Eden Fletcher is the product of two fools who had found in each other a greater fool to admire. Thus it was fitting that she came mewing into the world on the first of April, the day of fools. Born nearly three months early it was a cursed miracle that she survived for her parents had little money and two older children to feed. Still they had a lot of love and for many that is what counts.
Life would have been easier though if Pureblood Princess Chante Marie Ashcroft had never visited the flying horse camp where son of a squib, Avery Fletcher worked trying to support his family. It was at the camp that an unlikely friendship grew. Chante-Marie was born with a silver wand in her mouth, never wanting for anything. Avery was the stereotypical opposite, the oldest of seven he was always wanting for something. Good with animals, Avery had quit Hogwarts at sixteen to work full time at the flying horse camp. His mother was having a difficulty holding down a job, she could perform no magic and she was too odd for most muggles. Bored with modeling Chante-Marie escaped from her high profile life (her father was a ministry politician), by learning how to fly horses. Every holiday, Chante returned to the camp and slowly her relationship with Avery grew. The summer before her seventh year, Chante believed she was in love and gave herself to Avery. That fall she discovered she was with child. Avery had been terrified when he found out, how was he suppose to support another baby? His meager paycheck was not enough to support his mother and siblings as is. Still, Avery proposed, Chante accepted and in a naive spur of the moment decision eloped during Christmas break while her parents were vacationing in Japan.
Years later, Avery and Chante would see it as the first of many mistakes. They were young and very foolish. When the Ashcroft's found out they were furious and when Chante refused to give up the child, annul the marriage and return to school they disowned her thinking she'd change her mind. Stubborn, she refused, thinking that love would conquer all. It didn't but some of her wounds were soothed. Still, changing diapers in a small one bed room apartment overlooking the Leaky Cauldron was not what she was use to.
Avery longed to give Chante the pretty things she had been accustomed to. He truly did love her, for she was a generous person who didn't complain to loudly and merlin she had given him a son! Emery Fletcher had changed both of his parent's lives, maturing them. Wanting to give his son more than he had, Avery began to do side work for a shadey crowd. Smuggling supplies, hiding dark objects during raids etc. Chante-Marie rarely asked where the money came from, trusting her husband.
When Eden, their third child was born, things were teetering on the edge of a cliff. Chante-Marie was unhappy and despondent, her love now resentful and bitter. Avery Fletcher was rarely home as he tried to keep creditors at bay. He'd borrowed and robbed from far to many unsavory characters and they were coming to collect. Eden was two when everything went south and her father was killed by Death Eaters he had crossed. Angry and believing that her husband was cheating on her, Chante went out to find him in the pouring rain, leaving seven year old Emery in charge of his little sisters. She never did find her husband, instead she returned home weary and sick. Two days later an auror came by the apartment, let inside by a cherub faced Eden. Chante was aloof, distant and cold as she took in the news of her father's death. Her lack of an emotional response startled the young auror and birthed suspicions that the wife may have had something to do with the death after all. An investigation was started, adding to Chante's stress. Terrified, she once again contacted her parents but they refused to talk to her. The men who had killed her husband planted evidence that it had been Chante and she had been taken into custody. Already weak, Chante sicked and died.
The Ashcrofts had never seen their grandchildren before the day a social services witch landed on their stoop children in tow. The Ashcrofts agreed to take in the children, no blood of theres would ever stay in an orphanage!
Thus began the golden era of Eden's childhood. She barely remembers life before six course meals and silk sheets. Eden was a special child, sensitive to others. From a young age she always seemed to know when something bad was going to happen. She had strange feelings and would often get upset. As Eden grew older she began to have strange dreams. Often she woke up screaming, afraid of the dark things in her head. Sometimes the dreams were nice and she would laugh and smile in her sleep. Her grandparents worried about the little girl. It was quite unnatural for such a little girl to dream of war and death. Eden dreamed that her older sister, who was blind, would fall down the stairs. She told her grandmother but the woman did not believe her. When Elnora broke her ankle after falling down the front steps, Lady Ashcroft braided Eden, thinking that the little girl pushed her sister. Eden soon learned that her dreams were not something to talk about. That they unsettled her grandparents. Eden knew that adults expected her to be smiling and happy, so she said little about what she saw.
The Ashcrofts were very worried about Eden. Often she would acquire a burning fever and then suddenly she was well. More than once they took Eden to St. Mungos. When Eden was eight she began to see a mind healer. Her grandparents suspected that Eden might be a seer but hoped it was not true. The abilities of a seer were unknown and thus terrifying. Who knew what the girl could do? It was an abomination. At eight, Eden began taking dreamless sleeping potions to allow her to sleep. For a while they worked and a pretend normalcy surrounded her.
Despite her nocturnal troubles, Eden's abilities also presented itself in her drawings. Art was a way for Eden to express the strange feelings she had. Sometimes her eyes would close and her hand would sketch on it's own accord, these inkings Eden would hide.
Eden was treated like a glass object with a tiny crack, an imperfection that must be shield from the world. Her older brother Emery, watched over her, protected her and cared for her. Sometimes though, Eden resented the protection. She learned from an early age what adults expected from her and Eden was fearless. When she was well, she was a boisterous little girl asking questions with her cheeky pert tongue. Her charming smile often stemmed a rebuke. The little girl wormed her way into her stern grandfather's heart and she became his favorite grandchild. For a while little Eden could do no wrong.
Hogwarts arrived and Eden followed her older brother onto the train, excitement shaking through her small body. She was a tiny little thing, barely four feet four. Her size did not stop her from creating an impact. To Emery's relief and horror, Eden was sorted into Gryffindor. While her brother was there at school with her he was not in her house and that was freedom to Eden. If she needed Emery she could always call on him but for the most part she had to make her own way. Eden's fearlessness won her many friends....at first. She was unafraid of anyone and at first trusted everyone. She knew little about human cruelty at that point. During her first year, Eden's powers began to expand. It became diff cult for her to sleep as years of pent up visions broke through the dreamless sleep potion fog. Several times Eden woke up screaming in the dark, or talked in her sleep scaring her roommates. They began to tease her about being a baby. Eden ignored them the best she could. She wasn't afraid of the dark and she knew that she wasn't calling out to her mommy. Yet, neither did she tell her mates that she saw the future for they would think her crazy.
So Eden ignored her fellow first years and instead befriended a potion master and his son max. Together Eden and Max were a terrible foe and they became inseparable. It was a friendship that would last well into their adulthood. Eden showed Max the wizarding world and he taught her about the muggle. It was the first time that Eden learned about the world that her father had been a part of.
It was the middle of the night, during her first year, and Eden was fighting to stay awake. She did not want to see the monsters again. Every time she closed her eyes inky dark creatures chased her, wrecked havoc on the world. Sneaking out of her dorm, Eden took her coveted art supplies to the Owlery. Encased in a small corner she began to draw. At first, she drew of simple things, flowers, hogwarts, her teachers, but then a trance overcame her and blood spilled onto the page. Unaware of what she was doing, Eden slipped into a vision of the present. For a long time she drew of horrible things. Upon waking she saw scattered pages of Hogsmeade, vicious inky black creatures and who she had assumed was Curse Kameren, her beloved teacher. Terrified, Eden with visions dancing in her head, she scooped up the pictures and ran. Straight into Professor Kameren on rounds. The older man believed the terrified young girl and together they went to find his brother...and became embroiled in one of the first attacks on demons.
From that night on Eden began to pay closer attention to her dreams. It was a love hate relationship with her gift. Several times Eden tried to get rid of it. She came close once. With a book from a man proclaiming to be a seer, she found a "spell" to bind her gift. Really, it was just the power of her mind blocking the images and physical warnings she typically received. It was during this time that her brother went missing the first time and Max Kameren was kidnapped.
Eden stared at the wreckage of the Kameren house for weeks. Living two blocks away it had shaken the entire neighborhood. Especially Eden. She should have seen it coming. Eden vowed never to ignore her gift again. Although she needed control.
During her school years, Eden learned to control her abilities. At first her powers were so overwhelming that Eden often caused the simplest of wand spells to go awry. Not the brightest wand in the shop, Eden had to work at school. If she did not study she did not do great. She envied Max his intelligence and often wished things came as easy to her as they did for him.
The older Eden became the less she felt like showing the world what they wanted. While not exactly standoffish she began to tell people the truth. She also stopped pretending to be so bloody happy all of the time. Eden saw very dark things and she did not always want to smile, laugh and tease.
School was her haven and her prison. If it hadn't been for Max and Curse she probably would have dropped out after her sixth year. Eden did not see the point of learning about how to care for animals or how to transform an object into an animal. The basics were enough for her and if she ever needed to know something she could learn it when she needed it. But that was not the way the world worked and Eden stayed in school.
It was the summer before her last year and Eden was dreading the first of September. She wanted to be an adult already. She wanted to help people. There was only so much she could do in a castle in the middle of nowhere with a curfew. Eden had been about to leave the house when her grandmother summoned her into the front parlor. Resigned, she went surprised to see a man in dress robes. He was neither young nor old and Eden could not get a read on him. He was just there. Wary, Eden listened as her grandmother introduced him as a son of an old friend. He was an unspeakable in the Department of Mysteries and he would like to talk to her. Fear fizzled in Eden's stomach. She had been wondering when the silencers from the ministry would come to take her away...as a child she had feared them not knowing exactly what they did.
The man smiled and Eden noticed how handsome he was and she listened. He hadn't wanted to "take her away" but offer her a job. Give her a chance to use her abilities. Eden was intrigued, she knew Max's step mum had worked for the department. Some sort of historical researcher. She might no more about the section that the man was apart of. Eden made no promises but neither did she turn him away.
The department of Mysteries man wooed Eden during the school year. It was a tantalizing offer and she accepted. After graduation, Eden would be a low level worker in the department with a chance to work her way up.
The reality had not been as glamorous as the man had proclaimed. She sat in a large room with a hundred cubicles doing nothing really helpful as she "waited" for a vision to come. Suddenly her talent seemed to dry up. Now that she wanted to use her abilities, they did not want to work. Every once in a while she would doze off and doodle but it was nothing of real significance. The researcher assigned to her began to doubt her abilities but continued to try and lure out her supposed talents. She was even allowed to go into the hall of Prophecy. It hadn't worked and the pressure was on. Eden had been hired to give prophecy but since her arrival she hadn't had a riveting vision. It was as if her talent had dried up since she had become an adult. Eden had boasted about her abilities and now that the time to prove herself was upon her she couldn't do it. For years she had been plagued with nightmares, her life interrupted by visions of what might be but now that she needed it, there was nothing. Unbeknownst to Eden there was something in the department of Mysteries that blocked her talent. Actually there were a number of artifacts that worked together to stem her magic. Sometimes though a vision would break through at work. It was nothing like she had experienced at Hogwarts.
Eden was restless, wanting to help people, to do something. Sitting at a desk shuffling papers was not enough. She knew things were happening. Potentially bad things. She had thought that she would be able to shed light on those things, be able to offer an insight, to help stop things from happening. Bored, she often walked the London streets at night and not in the best of neighborhoods. She was trying to test her abilities to see if she could sense danger. The man who had convinced her to join the department of mysteries noticed Eden's restless unhappiness. He used it, encouraging Eden to explore her abilities in the most unsavory of places. He began to have special tasks outside of work for Eden to accomplish. Blind to his evil, Eden complied.
Slowly, Eden slipped into the shadow world of magical London. It had begun with her vetting informants for her mentor and his "friends". Eden could often sense the intent of a person. It wasn't always clear or accurate but it was usually helpful. Eden kept this part of her life a secret. It was only a few favors here and there.
When Eden was nineteen she began to have visions about her older brother Emery. He'd always been Eden's protector and she loved him deary. She'd felt so guilty that she hadn't seen his abduction by Scarlet. Nor had she seen where he was or what had been done to him. He had been blocked from her. Then again she had been twelve at the time. This time though, Eden saw different things about her brother. There were many possibilities surrounding him but one thing kept repeating. He was going to disappear again. And like the first time, the aurors would have little clues and leads. It wasn't because they were idiots, most were brilliant and excellent at their job but because they were not equipt to understand all of the clues. The case would go cold. Convinced that Eden could help her brother but now knowing when or how to prevent it from happening, Eden decided to become an auror. She was dissatisfied at the Department of Mysteries and if she was an auror she would be able to see the evidence from her brother's case when it happened.
The road to becoming an auror was not easy for Eden. She nearly didn't make it to the initial testing stages. The department of magical law enforcement was worried that her myriad visits to St. Mungos pointed to her being unsound. Apparently they had enough of unhinged aurors and didn't need anymore. There was also her lack luster two years with the Department of Mysteries against her. For some reason though she passed the interview stage and moved onto to the character tests. She scored well in many of the tests, surprising a few skeptics. More than once, Eden's seer abilities warned her that something was heading her way.
Finally, Eden became an auror in training. This decision of hers put a bit of tension between her and Max Kameren. She knew how much her best friend longed to be an auror but she also knew why he couldn't. He was too sensitive, his empathy talents would only get him killed. She tried so very hard not to talk about being an auror around Max, not wanting to rub it in.
For three years Eden trained and earned the reputation of a wild card. She nearly failed the stealth and tracking course because she dropped like a rock in the middle of a session as her visions overpowered her. Those moments where her power overwhelmed her were rare now but they still happened. Her greatest fear was that she'd have a drawing spurt in the middle of a raid. While not in training, Eden worked hard cultivating her talent. She began collecting books and artifacts that were believed to be about seers.
More than once Eden was punished for disregarding orders. It was not on purpose but she knew that following those orders would cause injuries so she did not. One day out in the field with her senior, Eden proved useful in drawing a picture of a purposed dark wizard that had attacked several people. When ever a sketch was needed and their artist couldn't be found or was engaged, Eden would do the honors. This would later lead her to her current job.
Just after making auror, Emery went missing. Again. This time foul play was suspected right away. Blood was found in an alleyway, Emery's blood. The scene was nearly identical to what Eden had envisioned four years before, except for the fact that she was one of the responding aurors. Immediately after identifying the blood, Eden was removed from the case and denied access to the evidence. Her impute was ignored. Evidence was needed not her talent for knowing things she shouldn't. Several times, Eden tried to pry information from the aurors on the case. A few answered her questions but with few details. Eden was sure that this had to do with something larger but Emery had been in a bad neighborhood. It looked like he'd gotten into some trouble. His record wasn't exactly clean after the shadow stealer incident when he was seventeen. Emery had been trying to escape his demons for years, sometimes finding solace in spirits and powders.
It was a frustrating time for Eden. She had planed for so long for this moment. What she hadn't considered was that she would be ethically banned from the evidence. If what happened to her brother was more than an intoxicated accident then if she saw the evidence it could be used against their case. She'd been stupid. Eden tried to ignore the fact that Emery was missing. Again. She'd seen it. Knew it was going to happen but she did nothing to stop it. While many of her visions were jumbled and convoluted with different paths and interpretations, these seemed straight forward. If she prevented her brother from being kidnapped bad things would happen. Trouble. So she allowed him to get into a tight spot. What she hadn't known was that it was because of her. Emery had been trying to make sure Eden was alright. He knew she was flirting with danger. Even though she worked for the department of law enforcement she still did favors for the shadow world, read their fortune of sorts. It wasn't as often as when she worked for the ministry and her tracks were well hidden. It also wasn't exactly illegal for her to tell someone what she sensed, even if that person was a bit shady. Emery had stumbled upon what Eden was doing and had went to investigate further, try and get her out of it. Big brother saves the day. He'd gotten caught.
For nearly a year nothing happened on Emery's case. It went cold. There was little to go by and what evidence they did have made little sense. Frustrated, Eden finally sneaked into the evidence room to peak at what they had found. There was little to go by. What captured her attention was the impression of some kind of design. The inverted, smudged image tugged at Eden's thoughts. She'd seen it before. But where? Or when? Had it been a vision? There was also a strange watch that did not tell time. Well not that anyone could tell. The aurors on the case had asked Eden if her brother owned a pocket watch. She said that he did. He'd inherited it from their maternal grandfather. By the description she had assumed it was that watch but it wasn't. This was not Emery's. Not really.
As time went on, Eden began to dream about the pocket watch. It was strange half dreams half visions. Nothing concrete. She became obsessed with solving her brother's case. Doing her own investigation. She began to spend less and less time with her family. She'd began to miss her weekly meals with the Kameren's. She saw her best friend Max in hurried moments before rushing off. At the ministry she became more amiable, less likely to speak up or argue. She was passive and roboticily did the work assigned her.
She was getting close. Something about her brother's disappearance had something to do with a powerful man. And the forbidden forest. She'd tracked the symbol to ruins in the forest she had come across as a young girl. It was near the place where the threstals had nested. Eden had liked the threstals and had often went to feed them during her first year. It was there that she had first bonded with Curse Kameren, the man would eventually become a father figure to her.
Despite being careful, Eden had a feeling that someone was on to her. There was also a nagging suspicion in her gut that someone in her department was a double agent. Someone on her brother's case. Surely if someone hadn't been leading them astray they would have gotten farther in the case.
As things began to come together in her mind, Eden worried about the evidence. She no longer believed it was safe. So she stole it. And that was no easy feat. There were people and spells to deal with but she managed to pull it off. Or so she thought.
Eden was near her small flat when loud popping noises surrounded her. Cloaked figures encircled her, their faces hidden. A tingling rush made Eden's head feel light headed and a bitter laugh built in her throat. She wasn't really scared of these figures, buoyed by the belief that if she were to die her powers would show her first. A man thanked her for retrieving the goods for him. He wouldn't have been able to get the damning evidence without her assistance. She also had one last part to play in his farce.
Eden was taken. Despite her auror training she had succumbed to them in the end. At first they used her to solve their puzzle and then they realized just who she was. Or rather what she could do. Without a wand and given a drug that dimmed her mind and seemed to open her up to her visons, Eden was truly trapped. She did not know how long time had passed. Where she was and many times who she was often escaped her. Visions racked her and punishment was dealt as they tried with limited success to direct her visions to what they wished to know.
Sometimes Eden was used to steal prophecies from various places. She could handle the powerful globes without injury. Or at least the ones they had her snatch. When she was sent to take these items the drugs were lessened and she could think. It was during one of these "raids" that Eden escaped. They hadn't thought she'd jump off a fifty feet cliff into storming ocean with her hands bound my magical chains. The smack of the icy water awakened Eden's foggy mind. Painfully slow, she became aware of where she was. Escape pounded through her mind as she struggled to rise to the surface. Wriggling she managed to get her head above the waves but more often than not she swallowed water with her air. Voices assaulted her ears and for the first time in her life she felt true fear. She did not want to be their tool any longer...but she feared that she would not escape alive. The water would be her grave.
For a few minutes Eden fought against the bonds of fate.An ironic smile touched her lips as she once again sank beneath the waves. Once she had thought she would know the day she would die like she had envisioned Curse's death on a Hogwarts staircase. Now she knew that it wasn't the case. She was blind to her own death. It was upon her. A strange peace flowed through Eden, calming her as she stopped struggling. Water filled her lungs but she no longer feared death. She closed her eyes as a warmth filled her body, fighting off the freezing water. As she was pulled towards the bottom of the ocean and out to sea the face of Max Kameren filled her mind. Regret filled her. She had so much to tell him. Things she should have long ago. Her last thought was of him...
Unconscious, Eden was unaware that her magical gift had transported her out of the crushing ocean and into the middle of St. Mungo's glistening white corridors. The soaking wet still form of Eden Fletcher appeared out of nowhere at the feet of Max Kameren. Sea weed was tangled in her pale blonde hair and dangling from her big toe.
At first it was believed that Eden was dead. She hadn't been breathing was the missing auror landed on the floor. Quick thinking from Max saved her life. With a sputtering cough that hurt her entire body, Eden came back to the world of the living. She found herself staring into a storm of dark green that were Max's eyes. It had been a long time since she had seen him. Too long.
It has been a couple of weeks since Eden returned from the dead. She has spoken little about her ordeal except to her superiors. And even to them she has shared little details. She is currently on suspension form the aurors for stealing evidence. She isn't in prison due to her Grandfather once being the minister of magic. Truly she was lucky in more ways than one. Eden is a bit lost. She has realized that her talent is too much to overcome, that she is more of a liability than a help. For now she is content to just sketch and ignore what has happened.
