Post by Elle Callahan on Nov 16, 2011 20:59:39 GMT -5
Name: Eloise "Elle" Callahan Kameren
Age:38/39
Birthdate/place: [01-Dec-1996]
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Family:
Alecsander Malice Kameren- Husband, 38,
Elias Cain Kameren – Son, 10. [April 2025]
Madelyne Paige Kameren – Daughter, 9. [December 2026]
Kristopher Curse Kameren - Brother in law, wizard. 42.
Arianna Dream Kameren – Sister-in-law, witch. 39.
Maxime Kristopher Kameren - Nephew, wizard. 24.
Violet Sophia Kameren - Niece, witch. 12.
Evelyn Aimee Kameren - Niece, witch. 8.
Appearance:
Hair: A dark chestnut color, her hair is sometimes mistaken for black, but it really is several shades of brown.
Eyes: The color of cinnamon with a tan sunburst pattern.
Build/height- buxom, 4'10
General Description- the old adage, “It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog.” is proven true by just glancing at Elle Kameren. For many the first thing they notice about her is her lack of height. At four feet ten inches tall it is difficult to find someone who isn't taller than her. That fact though has never hindered Elle, in fact it's only made her presence bigger. The very angle of her stubborn chin, proud determined tilt of her head, and squared shoulders dare people to ignore her. Elle is a pleasing, comely woman but in a rather average, quite way. It is her pleasant, teasing smile and dancing eyes that attract attention rather than her bone structure. A faint sprinkling of freckles cover her flushed cheeks, adding a still youthful countenance to her. Laugh lines frame her mouth and her eyes, which are usually underlined by dark circles. Still, she is aging well and because of her height she is assumed to be younger than her years. Elle has cut her chestnut brown hair to her shoulders, just long enough to let down and short enough for it to be easily tied out of her way. She does not have the patience to style her hair and typically just straightens it with her wand to tame the curls. A bun or a braid captures her locks, but a few stray strands typically escape to annoy her. Elle is always on the move and her style reflects that. She detests clothing that restricts her ability to get somewhere quickly. She owns a pair of heels and they rarely see use. She doesn't care much for the height torture devices. If she was meant to be tall she'd have longer bones...besides there were some great advantages of being more than a head short.
Don't let Elle's height fool you, she is deceptively strong. Not a thin woman, she is hovering around plump, her bones are thick and strong. It's evident in her wide hips, perfect for resting babies on.
Possessions-
Various medicines, herbs, potions, bandages, and books on healing. A sapphire ring that Alex gave to her on their wedding day and a simple silver engagement band.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
Although feisty since the day she was born, Elle is a kind generous woman. Her heart is very large and her smile still. Despite this she has a tendency to keep from expressing her emotions out loud. This practice of keeping her mouth shut on matters of the heart has hurt her in the past. She nearly didn't marry her husband because she hadn't told him in words that she loved him.
Elle is kind, bubbly and talks far too much and very quickly. On the other hand though she is abrupt, demanding and diligent. At St. Mungo's she's the benevolent tiny tyrant, with the ability to get a man three times her size to do her bidding. A hard worker, she has a tendency to push herself to the edge, emotionally and physically. Most of the time the needs of her family and her patients are placed far above her own. She is also an independent person who tends to shrug off assistance. That too has changed in recent years, especially since she had to learn that everyone needs help sometimes.
Elle does enjoy a good hearty laugh once in a while and has a dry sense of humor. She can take a joke but doesn’t always laugh at what most people consider funny.
Elle doesn’t like to fight but finds it necessary to use physical force. She enjoys a good cause and when she finds one she will go all in. She is a supporter of the underdog and will help those who can’t help themselves. She dislikes limitations and the ordinary which is why books about myths and children stories hold such an allure for her.
People often say that she is absent, her head is in the clouds, especially when it comes to work place gossip. It isn't something she pays attention to. While she cares what people think of her, it's not present in her mind and rarely comes to the forefront of her thoughts. Elle is just Elle. She's a friendly, slightly flighty person with a ready smile and a rush of words. She's an odd ball, sweet but different, not realizing that something she has done can be construed as socially awkward until she's already finished it. She's a kind soul and it often hurts her. She looks at the world as one big problem she can fix. She tries her hardest to heal it and trusts most people on site until they do something to lose her trust and even then it must be major. She is disappointed emotionally which might be a reason for her detachment. She has high personal ideals and demands a lot out of her friends perhaps too much.
Alliance- her family and her job
Alignment- Good
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Ravenclaw
Job- Assistant Head Healer on the Artifact Accidents floor and a general healer on the Potion and Plant Poisoning floor. In recently years Elle has reduced her hours at the Hospital, spending a good deal of her time with her family. Still, she has a love for the hospital and her work and can be found dashing through the halls three days a week with her interns breathlessly trying to catch up.
Employer- St. Mungos
OWLs/NEWTs-
History of magic: O
Potions: E
Charms: O
Defense: E
Herbology: O
NEWT
Potions: E
Herbology: O
Defense: A
Charms:O
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- Elle is not very good at defensive magic, and only sometimes can she conjure a full patronus. If she does, it's a tiny sparrow.
Wand-Elle’s wand is made out of African Padauk wood. Which is known to do well with healing charms. It is a rich red color with a natural shine to it that has seemed to wear off slightly from use. There are a few scratches in the wood but otherwise well taken care of. The core is a Hair from the Mane of a Kelpie.
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
December 1st, 2003 and beyond
Happy Birthday Diary, my name is Ellie and I just turned seven. Today. You're my gift. Grandpa Callie gave me you to write down my thoughts and worries in you. Well a proper story has to start at the beginning. If anyone ever read this they'd be lost.
I am Eloise Alyssum Callahan and I was born on December first, 1996. I am named after my Da's mum, Eloise. She died a few months after I was born. An accident in the woods. Grandpa Callie tells me lots of stories of her. I wished I could have met her, she's cool. Brave, lady. She likes flowers. Just like grandpa. My middle name is a flower, sweet Alyssum. Grandpa collects flowers and if I am good I am able to help. We walk all over the countryside searching. Grandpa helps me press the flowers in a book and then he teaches me their uses. It is fun. I like flowers and they are helpful. Once grandpa took a leaf of a plant and squeezed it on a cut. I bleed a lot. My blood is too liquidity and fast. It doesn't like to stop. Sometimes a tiny cut from paper bleeds for long time. I take icky stuff to make it stop. I don't like it. Makes dad worry when I bleed. He gets grumpy. I have to go. We're leaving the country to go back to our town house in London. I will miss grandpa and the huge back yard without a fence. Write later.
...
December 25th 2003.
CHRISTMAS IS HERE! I got lots of gifts but my favorite is the grown up locket my mum gave me. It has a picture of her and my da in it. Mum doesn't like me to know but she isn't feeling well. Some days she does not have any energy. It's weird. Make her better okay diary? Things are no fun when she is sick.
Grandpa told me the story of how my mum and da met while they were elsewhere holding hands. I dunno why they like to hold hands so much, or why they have to do it with the door locked...
Da met mum by running into her then yelled at her. He lost his temper. Grandpa calls it his Irish heritage. I have it too. Anyways, mum wouldn't stand for it and she yelled right back. Called him all sorts of names, wouldn't let the great Elijah Callahan to scare him. Brave lady. Da's eyes get all buggy when he is upset and his voice is scary but it doesn't last long. He's usually very nice. They hated each other. Did so for years. Always fighting. Grandpa said they never agreed on anything so they could anger the other. Eventually they fell in love. Nearly didn't marry a couple of times but they made up and had me. They love me the most. I love them to. I like the story and I beg to hear it again so I can write it all out. I don't remember it all just yet. I will one day.
Happy Christmas Diary,
Elle
January 10th 2004,
Mum's sick. She tries to hide it but I know. I'm scared. Her cough if bad and the cold air is hurting her. Sometimes she shakes and drops my food. I try to help. Please make her better.
Love Elle
March 17th, 2004
I'm at Grandpa Callie's in the country. My cousins are over for St. Patrick's day. I don't want to play. My parents did not come. Mum's sick again. I want to go home but Grandpa says I have to stay here while the doctor's try to make mum better. I like healers. Sometimes. Some make me feel better. I want to make mum feel better. I asked grandpa for a book on healing so I could find a cure for mum. He didn't laugh like my aunt did.
March 24th, 2004
I am still with Grandpa. He bought me a huge book on healing. We read it together. I do not get a lot of it. One day I will though. I am smart. Whippersnapper, grandpa calls me. Tomorrow we go in the woods to find an herb that will help mum. If I am good I can help make it.
April 2004
We did it! Mum's better!!!!!
December 2004.
I forgot about you. I am sorry diary. Mum's feeling bad again. This time is different. Da is worried. I am very scared. Mum no longer gets out of bed. We do not go to Grandpa's for Christmas. Instead he comes to us. It feels different. I had a good birthday though. Mum gave me pictures and a letter I'm to open when I am older. I want it n ow. But i promised.
January 10, 2004.
Mum is dead.
January 12, 2004
Mum was laid down next to Grandma at Grandpa's. I planted alyssum flowers beside her. I hurt and miss her so very much. But not as much as Da.
February 1st, 2004
I am in a lot of trouble. A muggle boy got hit by a car and I stopped his bleeding with magic. I hadn't meant to do it but he was broken and needed to be well again. Muggles saw. A magical reversal squad had to come out and wipe the muggle's minds. Da says the city is too dangerous and people are asking questions about me and my strangeness. At least he came out of his bedroom to see what was going on. Ever since mum left us he's locked himself in there. I think he cries.
I got to go, I'm supposed to be a sleep.
Love Elle the Spell
February 9th, 2004
It's official. I'm in super trouble and Da's gone mad. I came home from day school to find most of my stuff packed. I'm not old enough for Hogwarts...I'm going to my grandpa's for a long while. it's safer in the country. There I don't have to worry about magic escaping me. Or buses, or mean people. I don't want to go. I love my grandpa but I will miss my friends and school. Out there, I'm going to be home schooled.
December 1st, 2005
I turned nine today. The beginning of Christmas. I am soooo excited. Kind of. In my honor we (grandpa and me) hunted down the perfect Christmas tree. This is the first Christmas without mum. I miss her but she's in a better place. No longer in pain. Da misses her very much. He's sad all the time. I wish mum were here. She'd know how to cheer dad up. I miss my friends in London but I miss my Da more. Most of the time he's away at work and when he is home, he rarely comes out to play anymore. I was mad that he didn't come tree hunting with us. It was mum's favorite part. In her honor I sang her favorite song.
....
December 1st, 2007
IT CAME!!! I'll give you a hint diary, it's think and tan and looks a bit like you but smaller and filled with ink. Give up?
It's my Hogwart's letter. Finally. In nine months I will be going away to school. I love grandpa very much but I want to learn from more people. I'll miss hunting for herbs though. And stories but there is a history class at Hogwarts.
September 1st, 2008
Merlin it's happened. I left home. I'm at school now and I wonder if my da will be alright. He's a big worrier. Will he stop working so much? Or work more now that I'm gone? Oh, I got sorted into Ravenclaw. It's the smart person house. I wrote home to grandpa. He'll not be surprised. I'm relieved that the hat put me here.
I'll write later, night
September 5th, 2008
I love my classes. Charms and Potions are my favorite. I know a lot about the ingredients we have to use in potions so far. Herbology is okay but I like the way my Grandda does it better.
Everything is so big here, including the other kids. I'm the shortest and merlin does everyone like to comment on it. Never have i ever felt knee high to a grasshopper before. Why does it matter so much that I'm four four?
June, 2009
Finales are finished and scores are posted. A kid named Alecsander Kameren beat everyone. He's a ravenclaw in my year but i'm not sure who he is. I think he's that super tall one who's always getting into fights.
December 2009
Fall term of second year is older and again I am second right behind Alexcsander Kameren. Oh that just boils me. One of these days I'll beat him. He doesn't even study! Or anywhere that anyone can see him.
Anyways, enough about him. I grew a couple of inches and I think I'm getting the healing kit I asked for Christmas.
Third year (2010-2011)
So my big mouth opened up and blurted out some rather mean things today. I think I made an enemy...but also a friend. Cain. He's in my year and we've talked before. he's friendly. My dorm mates think he's cute. Eh, he's nice I guess...
Fourth Year,
I beat Alex Kameren in a class! Take that!
Fifth year
Cain and I have become good friends and through him I know Alex more. He isn't as snobby as he pretends to be. Nor is he as rude as I assumed. Actually, he's very nice, just shy, but that does not excuse his tendency to fight. His tongue is like acid sometimes and not always for a good reason. There is something about him though...I'm not nearly as determined to beat him...okay I am but for different reasons. Maybe he'd notice me if I scored higher on tests.
He's rather cute...
Anyways I convinced the nurse to let me help in the hospital wing. I'm there a lot as is. My blood clotting potion isn't working and I'm bruising a lot. The charms teacher freaked out when my nose bled for nearly the entire class. I already know I want to be a healer so I might as well get a head start.
June 2014
After seven years I have graduated from Hogwarts. It's a bittersweet time. I loved and hated school. I know I want to be a healer I just don't know what I want to specialize in. I start basic training in a few days.
July 2014,
I live in a small apartment not to far from the hospital with a roommate. Another healer. She's nice....I guess. A bit competitive and so am I. My Grandpa worries about me being in the city. I visit him in the country every chance I get but school has me really busy.
I saw my father the other day. There was a healthy glow about him that I haven't seen since mum. I think he's in love again. I'm happy for him. He's paying the rent on my apartment, I dunno if it's because he feels guilty or not.
August 2014
So tired, my brain is bursting with information. It hurts but I am satisfied. I know I am where I am supposed to be.
2014
A blooded, screaming, cursing Kameren came into the emergency ward today. Had the nurses all in a frenzies. The cursed dragon they called him. Dunno what they are all yapping about. He isn't all that scary, just annoyed, wounded and not wanting to be there.
July 2015,
Survived the first year. Top half of my class. Not the best but I did score the most evenly in all my classes. It's difficult to choose a specialty. Clinicals start soon. I can't wait to start shadowing healers on a regular basis and have my own patients.
November 2015,
Tired doesn't even begin to describe it.
2015
Yet another Kameren. How many are there? This one is as grouchy as Curse. The stories remind me of one of my aquaintances at Hogwarts. Alecsander Kameren. I wonder what ever happened to him...
Next day,
It's him. Never thought I'd see him again. Merlin has he aged...in a good way. Never had he looked so beautiful and yet lethal in school. I nearly blushed when I had to change his bandages. I don't think he knew who I was. Apparently I have a talent for hard to heal patients. The other healers find it amusing that someone as vertically challenged as I am can be so commanding. I must have been an army general in another life.
Several months later...
The Kameren's will be the death of me.
....
Still haven't decided on what I want to focus on. I'm doing stints in each department, narrowing down my options. I'm tempted just to learn everything... Mental ward next.
January 2021
Wow, I just found this old thing. It's been several years since I've written in it. I got really lazy. Okay, quick update.
I'm done with my training. I'm a healer, not a master yet but a healer just the same. I still haven't decided on my specalitly. I think I might focus on trauma. I thrive on the needed endurance, the adrenaline and the urgency. there is a lot going on in the Artifact accidents wing...
Actually there is a lot going on in the world in general. Demons were let loose onto Magical London. For a long time it wasn't safe to go outside. One of the first victims was Alex Kameren. I hadn't been so terrified in my life. I have never met a family that ever attracted so much trouble. I've seen one Kameren or another at St. Mungos nearly every month. Well, I guess any visits pertaining to Curse's poisoned blood doesn't count...not really. Anyways, I'm their primary healer. Which has it's advantages...I get to see Alex...
A sort of friendship has developed between us. He's just as obstinate as his older bother but in a quieter way. I find myself still intrigued by him and all my old feelings have resurfaced. Cain and I also have rekindled our acquaintance and he has guessed my feelings about Alex. Operation get Alex on a date has been initiated between us. I doubt it'll ever come to fruition. The man may be a witty genius with the body of a demigod but sometimes he's frightening immature. It's like he doesn't even know the difference between a man and a woman...Immature is the wrong word, he's so innocent. Like he's ignored parts of the adult world, locked it up so he doesn't have to face it. Then again he's too mature when it comes to death. I'm confused, I care for him...but I'm also frustrated. Sometimes, I just don't understand how he could be so oblivious. He's 25 and I don't think he's ever kissed a woman, or even thought about doing it...not that I can tell. I wonder if he'll ever see me that way. Or maybe it's just me. I am so small. I'm at least a foot shorter than him and well not all that skinny. He's a twig and compared to him I'm a log. Cain says I shouldn't give up though...he's on my side.
I'll write later I promise...
Late Spring 2021
I think someone is following me. I get these weird feelings that eyes are upon me. No one is there. I've told Alex. He was worried but promised to help me. He's a good cook. Oh, I helped him regrow a foot and he cooked me dinner. In his apartment! Merlin, he makes good pasta...
But that isn't the best news.
Or the most shocking.
Alex Kameren asked me to the Ministry ball! No really, this is no joke. I still am in shock myself. Not only did I invaded his inner sanctum but he did a very manly thing and asked me out. It was very simple but nice.
He just asked causally if i'd like to go with him. I nearly fell off my stool. I mustn't make a huge deal out of this or I'll scare him off. Besides, it isn't like a date, date. I mean how many females does he know or feel comfortable enough to ask to a ball? Besides I think he's required to go...but I'm still super happy that it was me he asked. I wonder what Cain will say?
Another entry few days later...
Alex and a friend named Theo are taking turns watching me. Nothing concrete that anyone is following me.
Oh, and Cain thinks it's real progress and a sign that Alex is thawing that we're going to the ball together. I worry about Cain. He still isn't fully healed.
Month later.
No one has been spotted seeing me. Those strange feelings have passed. I guess I imagined it. Anyways, tonight is the ball and I have the perfect dress. I'll write later...
No kiss, but he did give me flowers...which were Cain's idea. Still it's a start. I wore really really high heels and nearly killed myself. We danced a bit, but mostly talked. Or I did. Alex doesn't like big crowds. Even I was a little overwhelmed. It was pretty and I couldn't help but stare at Alex. I think he was surprised by my appearance to. I don't think he ever saw me in makeup before. I think it was a good night...
August 2021
Something terrible has happened. Little Max Kameren was kidnapped. Then he was saved by Alex and Curse. Both men were hurt in the process. I am so terribly tired from healing Alex but I can't sleep. Every time I close m eyes I see him colored in the pink poisoned blood of his brother. When I saw him I nearly fainted. It was that horrific. I thought I'd lost him for good...before we even had a chance. At least Max was unhurt, a little worn, and frightened but nothing too damaging. That was a miracle.
November 2021,
Alex and I have become friends. Not that we haven't been friends in the past, but we're closer friends now. It's easier to talk to him...we're seeing more of each other. He's asked me to work on a project with him. I, of course, latch on to any moment to see him outside of the hospital. I do not want to see him in those white halls for a very long time.
December 20 2021,
I attended the Kameren-Blackthorn today. It was lovely. I truly wish Curse will find a cure. He and Ari deserve happiness and I'm afraid he doesn't have very many years left. Not viable years. Life is not fair.
I brought a date with me...and it wasn't Alex Kameren. We're friends and we've gotten rather close working on a project and Cain isn't doing too well and he's our mutual friend but on a romantic level things have just stalled. I'm tired of waiting around for a foolish girlish dream. I've been crushing on him for a decade. Merlin, that seems so pathetic in writing.
So, I was determined to have fun with another man and not depend on Alex Kameren. He was at the wedding, and best man. He wasn't happy about that. We talked and sat near each other for a time but I danced the night away with my date. Still I like to think Alex was watching us. He made a biting, snide comment once and I wondered if he was jealous...
January 2022,
I'm dating Lysander. He's a healer who went with me to the Kameren wedding. Alex doesn't like him, which makes me smile. It shouldn't though. I need to ignore his grumbling it isn't a sign. Alex Kameren is not jealous because that would mean he is aware of women. Which he isn't.
On another note, I keep getting strange gifts. They aren't from Alex or Cain and I fear I'm being followed again. This time I'm sure it isn't my imagination...
February 2022
I'm receiving more and more gifts. Their coming nearly everyday now...and their more intimate. Notes are now coming with the gifts. Lysander is freaked out. Alex can't figure out who's writing them. Everyone is frustrated. Lysander lashed out at Alex, calling him an incompetent fool. Not a good idea. Or a good sign. I think things are ending between us and I can't blame him for wanting to jump ship when a crazy person is stalking you...I just don't want to be the one to break it off. Not now. I'm afraid.
Still, I don't want Lysander to leave. i've come to the realization that I'm crazy to wait for Alex. I no longer have the strength to wait for a foolish dream. I'm twenty five, I may not look my age but neither do I have a child's body. Short I may be, a stick I am not. Does Alex see me as a little girl? Is that why he's never made an advance towards me? It's too much to hope that Lysander made him jealous, and just because they do not get along all that well does not mean Alex has romantic feelings for me. I've held this silly notion for far to long...sometimes I think my feelings for him are just habit and if I ever do get his attention I will no longer feel that way towards him. This notion saddens me and I fear I will hurt Alex if that ever happens...
March 2022,
It is over. Lysander and I are threw and he went back to Italy, finished with his term at St. Mungos. I'm not all that sad to see him go. On one level I will miss him. On the other hand I will not. Still I am rather confused, he didn't really give me a good reason as to why he left so sudden. The coward left a note. He didn't even say good bye to me. Maybe Alex was right...
The strange letters/ gifts have stopped. Who ever is sending them is pleased that I am no longer dating that twit. I'm still scared. Now that Lysander is gone I'm alone more. I refuse to move back home and endanger my da and his wife and family. My grandfather is dead....
Alex is like a hawk, even now when there is no physical evidence for him.
June 2022
For three months there was nothing. No note. No gift, and no strange feelings. Then a hastily scribbled note warning me not to spend so much time with that gangling auror. Alex. Whoever is obsessed with me no longer likes how Alex is watching me. He wants me to sever all ties or I must pay for breaking the rules a second time. I fear that maybe Lysander did not leave of his own accord and my stalker forced him to leave. I nearly deluded myself into thinking this was all over.
Still, I will not allow this creep to win. This is all taking it's toll on me and Alex. I think the periods where nothing happens hurts him the most. He was so on edge and frustrated that he hasn't been able to catch this man. Alex has become so protective of me, it's stifling sometimes. What makes matters worse is that we're more comfortable in each other's presence. We started combing over the last few years trying to figure out how I could have met this creep. My traitorous body can't help but react to him being so close to me. Sometimes though, for just a second, I think Alex is looking at me in a different manner. I think he's beginning to see me as a woman, but I am unsure. It's so hard to tell with him.
A week later,
Lysander finally answered by fire call. He was surprised to see me, said something about how he thought I was angry at him and no longer wanted contact...I'm confused. We traded angry words, our tempers getting the best of us. Something is bugging me though. It was something he said. That he thought leaving was what I wanted. That I had requested not to see him. I didn't though. I knew it wasn't good between us anymore that this stalker nonsense was hurting us, but I don't hate him...
May 2022,
I haven't stopped my routines. I still see Alex even though I know my stalker will be mad. Is this foolish of me? I will not give in and besides, Alex is an auror. The stalker doesn't seem the violent type...
The next day.
I was grievously wrong. I came home from dinner with the Kamerens to find my owl lying in a pool of it's own blood, his heart cut out. If I do not behave and "prove" my love I am next. No where to go, I went to Alex's. I'm now in his rarely used "office at his apartment. He's trying to convince me to go into protective custody but I will not. We are short staffed at work and I am needed. We stood toe to toe and I think my not cowering at his great height angered him. I will not be bullied into doing something just because he is taller than me. Hasn't he learned that yet? Why is this creep after me? Why can't we find him? Sometimes I think this man will take me and I've begun to have nightmares. Still, it comforts me to know Alex is near but it also infuriates me. The man is so confusing and is determined to become my shadow. He nearly followed me into the bathroom. It's bad enough that Rasp won't stop running into me. When will this all stop? I don't know how much more I can handle. Tonight, I will sleep in Alex's bed while he takes the couch. Even without the crazy man tension making my nerves twitch, I wouldn't be able to sleep. I will be in his bed. Clean sheets or not, they still smell like him. Am I a bad person for thinking wicked thoughts when he's my protector? Alex isn't having me over because he romantically cares for me. I'm here because a psycho has an obsession. Anyways I better go, Alex is demanding that I come out. He's afraid that I'll run away or something...
Early the next morning,
I'm in the bathroom scratching this out hurriedly while Alex is cooking. A thousand thoughts are racing in my head and I have to write or I think I shall scream.
After what seemed like hours I finally fell asleep last night. It was not a blessing. Darkness surrounded me and I heard strange laughter. Images kept bombarding me, a strange face, my dead owl, my friends family, all dead. I woke up screaming, shaking. Alex burst into the room wand at the ready. He must have thought I was being killed. I screamed when he came in, thinking that it was my stalker. At first I didn't know where I was. I was in a strange masculine room wearing an over sized tee shirt that wasn't mine. It took me a few seconds to recognized Alex. I sat back onto the bed trembling, words caught in my throat. If I hadn't been so scared I would have been embarrassed. I expected a terse remark, or questions but Alex seemed to understand. Hesitantly he came over and scooped me up into his arms. His warmth washed over me and I instinctively buried my head into the crook of his shoulder. Alex Kameren held me tightly for a long time. I must have cried, my eyes feel groggy and I fell asleep. It felt nice. I think I'm falling in love with a man who only wants to protect me. Is this a sign that maybe he is beginning to notice me? Or is this his caring over protective side that he shows to all of his close friends and family.
June 2022
It's early summer and that sicko is still not caught. They are close though, sometimes it seems like he's a ghost. Who ever it was is furious that I have not been home for nearly two weeks. He's searching for me... Alex checks up on me at the hospital, so does Cain. And a million other people. I try not to allow all of this affect my work but staff has noticed my shaky hands and sometimes I snap.
For two weeks I've been living with Alex. I've never eaten better in a decade...but my nerves are on the fritz. I have to work really hard not to blush when our hands brush. I'm still not sleeping well and that is probably taking the biggest toll on my sanity. That and the fact that Alex is so near. Sometimes I feel an intensity from him, I'm not sure what it is. There is something though. I'm sure...maybe...it's probably my overactive imagination. I want something to be there.
Two days later,
He's done it now! Merlin I am furious. Alex Kameren arrested one of my interns for giving me flowers. The man is insane!! He came up behind young Jeremy, twisted his arms behind his back and shoved him against the wall while threatening to cut out his manly bits. The thick headed buffoon ignored my pleas. Finally, another St. Mungo's worker and an auror were able to ply Kameren off of the young man. He did seem ashamed...I don't think he even realized he was hurting the poor boy.
He is going to get a mouthful from me when we get home....
I kissed Alex. Truly, it wasn't planned. I just wanted to shut him up. He was ranting about how I don't care about my personality safety that I drive him insane, his dog has more sense than I do, blah blah blah. I sitting up on the counter while he paced back and forth his movements fueled by manhandling my intern and my nearly being flattened by a muggle car. Oh and the blood. I had stepped out of St. Mungo's into the muggle world for a bit of fresh air. I was only a few feet away from the entrance, watching the muggles cross their busy streets. Suddenly something hard yet soft hit my chest and a liquid exploded onto my white shirt. I glanced down to see red. It looked like blood, but it was too thin. I knew it wasn't blood, the remaints of a muggle balloon were on the ground. A woman next to me screamed, startled I backed into oncoming traffic and I was nearly run over...
Hearing commotion Alex came outside, face white as a sheet. He looked terrified, scooped me up and took me back into St. Mungo's not carrying if muggles saw us...
I just couldn't stand his righteous tirade and when he stopped in front of me to glare down accusingly at me, I leaned up and kissed him before he could say anything else. I wanted to shock him. In a way I was trying to drive him away or draw him closer.
A week later,
I'm ignoring the kiss...yeah right.
I've been trying to ignore Alex, and he me. I don't think he knows what to make of the kiss. I'm determined to pretend it didn't happen. I've taken extra shifts at work and he's trying desperately to find this guy. I've rented a room at the Leaky Cauldron not wanting to spend another night with Alex. I'm afraid I'll do something else stupid...
Shit. The cauldron isn't safe. I'm a fool.
I received another trinket this morning and no one saw a thing. It was a lock of my hair.
I gave it to an auror and when Alex arrived at St. Mungo's to collect me I went with him. I'm beginning to fear that this will never end. There seems to be no magical trail. I couldn't shake a bad feeling as I left with Alex.
....
It's nearly over. They know who the man is. He'd been brazen enough to attack me at Alex's. It had been easy enough to find me. Merlin, he knew where I had been for weeks, maybe even months. All because of that stupid law that disclosed the whereabouts of Magical Law Enforcement.
I'd had another nightmare and had ran into the living room where Alex was on the couch. He'd pulled me into his embrace when I saw the face in the window. I couldn't scream. Couldn't move. All i did was watch in horror as a man I'd seen before burst into the room a muggle sword in his hand. He came into the room as if a ghost, by passing the magical enchantments. He was screaming of my betrayal how he'd gotten rid of the last man who tried to defile my honor...how he'd kill this one.
Merlin, he nearly did too. Or I thought he was going to. I don't remember much. It all happened in a flash. Alex was shoving me behind him, urging me to get out of there. His protective nature unleashed...
Eventually Alex caught the man.
He was a squib with a unique talent...magic did nothing to him. He couldn't perform it and it couldn't be performed on him.
Apparently I had treated him for a burn several years back using a poultice. He became fixated on me,my kind smile. Perhaps this is a lesson about being to kind to my patients, to caring...
He had a small apartment filled with pictures of me dating back years.
I guess now that this over things between Alex and I will go back to the way they were. I truly don't want that but neither do I want to drive him away. I think there might be something between us and sometimes I think he knows it...but he's so emotionally, romantically young. He's had a difficult life. Despite growing up in a large, rich estate he had little emotional contact. His father was a monster and his mother? Distant. He rarely received the attention he needed. I think he things emotions are a weakness. It's just so new to him.
A few days later,
I'm at the Kameren Estate. Alex brought me here the night his apartment had been broken into. I've been given my own "quarters" and told to stay as long as I need. I'm still a bit frightened...nightmares still come. I have to find a new place to live. This is finally over. I wonder if things will go back to the way they were?
Perhaps Cain is right and I should push Alex a bit more. I told him about the kiss...
December 2, 2022
I turned 26 last night. It was a pleasant birthday. My friends at work threw me a little party. I had lunch with my father and his new family. What surprised me the most was Alex. We have this strange relationship, something more than friendship. He kissed me. Actually initiated the kiss and not me making the first move. We've been sharing physical contact for sometime now. Holding hands, I insist on hugging him good bye... I'm getting him use to physical contact. When we're alone I try to touch him more. He's shy about public displays of affection and seems to be more open to my "touching" (really it's just a brush on the arm...) when we're alone.
I'm afraid to talk about any kind of relationship with him, afraid that he'd come to his senses and bolt.
January 1st, 2023.
A new year. I spent Christmas with the Kameren's. Alex took me to his brother's house. Merlin has he changed. Arianna has done him a world of good.
March, 2024
I slept with Alex Kameren. I mean actually, slept with him. Physical contact. I think I might be dreaming, is so I never want to awake.
September 2024,
I've seriously done it now. For over a year Alex and i have had this complicated relationship. We've never addressed it but it's there. I practically live at his house. Actually, I haven't stepped a foot in my own apartment in at least three months. Probably more like six. I'm comfortable with him and he with me. I think.
Oh, I'm really not sure. I love Alex Kameren, have for a very long time and i do not want to ruin our fragile relationship.
But I think i've done it this time.
I asked him to marry me. We were talking about the release of the old Minister and my thoughts began to drift to family and the future. We're good together, so I asked him to marry me. It seemed the logical thing to do at the time. He stood at me his eyes wide...I'm not sure if there wasn't a bit of horror in his gaze. Cowardly I did not wait for an answer, I seized onto the opportunity an owl brought me and quickly went to work.
Oh and to make matters even more complicated, I'm pregnant. Yup, the two people who are most addicted to overworking are going to have a baby. Merlin help the kid. It'll rarely see us if we continue at this current pace. I think that might be a reason why Alex and I fit so well together, we both spend more time at work than we do at home...well that has lessened a bit in recent months but still...
I love Alex and I want children but now? I'm twenty six, nearly twenty seven. I hadn't planned on kids until at least thirty. So much to do...and yet I want this baby. This proof that there is something special between Alex and me. I wonder if it will look like him...
A week later
A lot has happened diary. Too much. I'm engaged to Alex Kameren and he loves me. My heart is bursting but joy but also heart wrenching tragedy that is all my fault. If only I hadn't gone, he'd still be here. I shouldn't have distracted Cain so. I'd been to wrapped up in my own happiness.
I still haven't told Alex I'm pregnant but I will soon. I need to.
April 2025
Today, my son is born. Elias Cain Kameren. All of my reservations about being a parent disappeared the second I saw him. I still can't believe that I was apart of his creation. Me. Oh, I know it's true I mean I am a healer and he did come out of me (it hurt too) but still. I am amazed.
Alex blanched when I practically threw our son at him. Really it was the only way to get the wide eyed man to take him. He'd thought he'd crush the little boy. I wouldn't hurt Elias but Alex needed to be forced to hold him. It's difficult to describe the moment but it was beautiful.
April 2026
Elias is one today and I am a little over two months pregnant with our second child. Merlin we are crazy but I have never been happier. Alex is a good father. I know he was worried that he wouldn't be. He hadn't much of a role model growing up, but he is.
I am happy but once again things are moving so quickly. To think I am to be a mother of two! I'm sort of dreading it. Two babies. We're insane but it's lovely. I love my family. Elias is such a smart child, I'm sure every parent says that but it's true.
December 2027
Today, Madelyn Page Kameren celebrates her first birthday. Merlin, she's the spitting image of Alex, with big green eyes, brownish black hair. Funny how there is more of Alex's looks in our daughter, while Elias is equal parts us. His eyes are hazel, sometimes more brown than green. At one though, Maddie has my temper and energy. I don't think Elias got into as much trouble as she does at this age.
December 2035,
I just turned 39 and I have so much to be thankful for. Alex and I have been married for a decade, can you believe it? We have two lovely children. As i predicted Maddie is very much like me. It's odd seeing some of my quirks coming out of a little girl version of Alex. At almost nine (just a few more days) she's as tall as I am. My little girl is so grown up and yet is still very much the child I still want her to be. Now, Elias is rather short for his ten years of age but is as tall as me, maybe an inch or two shorter. Boys do grow at different rates than girls and I am sure when his next spurt kicks in he'll be a head or so taller than me. They take after their Father in the height department. Oh well.
Speaking of their father...things are better than I have ever imagined. Merlin, we've been married a decade and he hasn't tired of me and my bossy mouth...
He's head of magical law enforcement now and I couldn't be more proud of him. Or happy that he no longer is in the thick of danger, every hour. Now that our children are older I'm working more hours at the hospital. And do you know who's become a healer? Max Kameren! He's a dear boy, talented although I doubt he wants to admit it.
Things are very good diary. I have a loving husband and a family I had never thought I'd want but I do. Merlin, I wonder what else could happen? Things can't stay this perfect forever can they? No. I know they can't all I have to do is glance at my brother in law. Merlin, he doesn't have long but it's hard to tell. He's beat the odds this long....I don't think Arianna is willing to accept it. I doubt Alex is ready either. It will be hard on both of them. All of us.
Despite all the magic in the world we can't stopper death.
Age:38/39
Birthdate/place: [01-Dec-1996]
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Family:
Alecsander Malice Kameren- Husband, 38,
Elias Cain Kameren – Son, 10. [April 2025]
Madelyne Paige Kameren – Daughter, 9. [December 2026]
Kristopher Curse Kameren - Brother in law, wizard. 42.
Arianna Dream Kameren – Sister-in-law, witch. 39.
Maxime Kristopher Kameren - Nephew, wizard. 24.
Violet Sophia Kameren - Niece, witch. 12.
Evelyn Aimee Kameren - Niece, witch. 8.
Appearance:
Hair: A dark chestnut color, her hair is sometimes mistaken for black, but it really is several shades of brown.
Eyes: The color of cinnamon with a tan sunburst pattern.
Build/height- buxom, 4'10
General Description- the old adage, “It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog.” is proven true by just glancing at Elle Kameren. For many the first thing they notice about her is her lack of height. At four feet ten inches tall it is difficult to find someone who isn't taller than her. That fact though has never hindered Elle, in fact it's only made her presence bigger. The very angle of her stubborn chin, proud determined tilt of her head, and squared shoulders dare people to ignore her. Elle is a pleasing, comely woman but in a rather average, quite way. It is her pleasant, teasing smile and dancing eyes that attract attention rather than her bone structure. A faint sprinkling of freckles cover her flushed cheeks, adding a still youthful countenance to her. Laugh lines frame her mouth and her eyes, which are usually underlined by dark circles. Still, she is aging well and because of her height she is assumed to be younger than her years. Elle has cut her chestnut brown hair to her shoulders, just long enough to let down and short enough for it to be easily tied out of her way. She does not have the patience to style her hair and typically just straightens it with her wand to tame the curls. A bun or a braid captures her locks, but a few stray strands typically escape to annoy her. Elle is always on the move and her style reflects that. She detests clothing that restricts her ability to get somewhere quickly. She owns a pair of heels and they rarely see use. She doesn't care much for the height torture devices. If she was meant to be tall she'd have longer bones...besides there were some great advantages of being more than a head short.
Don't let Elle's height fool you, she is deceptively strong. Not a thin woman, she is hovering around plump, her bones are thick and strong. It's evident in her wide hips, perfect for resting babies on.
Possessions-
Various medicines, herbs, potions, bandages, and books on healing. A sapphire ring that Alex gave to her on their wedding day and a simple silver engagement band.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
Although feisty since the day she was born, Elle is a kind generous woman. Her heart is very large and her smile still. Despite this she has a tendency to keep from expressing her emotions out loud. This practice of keeping her mouth shut on matters of the heart has hurt her in the past. She nearly didn't marry her husband because she hadn't told him in words that she loved him.
Elle is kind, bubbly and talks far too much and very quickly. On the other hand though she is abrupt, demanding and diligent. At St. Mungo's she's the benevolent tiny tyrant, with the ability to get a man three times her size to do her bidding. A hard worker, she has a tendency to push herself to the edge, emotionally and physically. Most of the time the needs of her family and her patients are placed far above her own. She is also an independent person who tends to shrug off assistance. That too has changed in recent years, especially since she had to learn that everyone needs help sometimes.
Elle does enjoy a good hearty laugh once in a while and has a dry sense of humor. She can take a joke but doesn’t always laugh at what most people consider funny.
Elle doesn’t like to fight but finds it necessary to use physical force. She enjoys a good cause and when she finds one she will go all in. She is a supporter of the underdog and will help those who can’t help themselves. She dislikes limitations and the ordinary which is why books about myths and children stories hold such an allure for her.
People often say that she is absent, her head is in the clouds, especially when it comes to work place gossip. It isn't something she pays attention to. While she cares what people think of her, it's not present in her mind and rarely comes to the forefront of her thoughts. Elle is just Elle. She's a friendly, slightly flighty person with a ready smile and a rush of words. She's an odd ball, sweet but different, not realizing that something she has done can be construed as socially awkward until she's already finished it. She's a kind soul and it often hurts her. She looks at the world as one big problem she can fix. She tries her hardest to heal it and trusts most people on site until they do something to lose her trust and even then it must be major. She is disappointed emotionally which might be a reason for her detachment. She has high personal ideals and demands a lot out of her friends perhaps too much.
Alliance- her family and her job
Alignment- Good
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Ravenclaw
Job- Assistant Head Healer on the Artifact Accidents floor and a general healer on the Potion and Plant Poisoning floor. In recently years Elle has reduced her hours at the Hospital, spending a good deal of her time with her family. Still, she has a love for the hospital and her work and can be found dashing through the halls three days a week with her interns breathlessly trying to catch up.
Employer- St. Mungos
OWLs/NEWTs-
History of magic: O
Potions: E
Charms: O
Defense: E
Herbology: O
NEWT
Potions: E
Herbology: O
Defense: A
Charms:O
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- Elle is not very good at defensive magic, and only sometimes can she conjure a full patronus. If she does, it's a tiny sparrow.
Wand-Elle’s wand is made out of African Padauk wood. Which is known to do well with healing charms. It is a rich red color with a natural shine to it that has seemed to wear off slightly from use. There are a few scratches in the wood but otherwise well taken care of. The core is a Hair from the Mane of a Kelpie.
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
December 1st, 2003 and beyond
Happy Birthday Diary, my name is Ellie and I just turned seven. Today. You're my gift. Grandpa Callie gave me you to write down my thoughts and worries in you. Well a proper story has to start at the beginning. If anyone ever read this they'd be lost.
I am Eloise Alyssum Callahan and I was born on December first, 1996. I am named after my Da's mum, Eloise. She died a few months after I was born. An accident in the woods. Grandpa Callie tells me lots of stories of her. I wished I could have met her, she's cool. Brave, lady. She likes flowers. Just like grandpa. My middle name is a flower, sweet Alyssum. Grandpa collects flowers and if I am good I am able to help. We walk all over the countryside searching. Grandpa helps me press the flowers in a book and then he teaches me their uses. It is fun. I like flowers and they are helpful. Once grandpa took a leaf of a plant and squeezed it on a cut. I bleed a lot. My blood is too liquidity and fast. It doesn't like to stop. Sometimes a tiny cut from paper bleeds for long time. I take icky stuff to make it stop. I don't like it. Makes dad worry when I bleed. He gets grumpy. I have to go. We're leaving the country to go back to our town house in London. I will miss grandpa and the huge back yard without a fence. Write later.
...
December 25th 2003.
CHRISTMAS IS HERE! I got lots of gifts but my favorite is the grown up locket my mum gave me. It has a picture of her and my da in it. Mum doesn't like me to know but she isn't feeling well. Some days she does not have any energy. It's weird. Make her better okay diary? Things are no fun when she is sick.
Grandpa told me the story of how my mum and da met while they were elsewhere holding hands. I dunno why they like to hold hands so much, or why they have to do it with the door locked...
Da met mum by running into her then yelled at her. He lost his temper. Grandpa calls it his Irish heritage. I have it too. Anyways, mum wouldn't stand for it and she yelled right back. Called him all sorts of names, wouldn't let the great Elijah Callahan to scare him. Brave lady. Da's eyes get all buggy when he is upset and his voice is scary but it doesn't last long. He's usually very nice. They hated each other. Did so for years. Always fighting. Grandpa said they never agreed on anything so they could anger the other. Eventually they fell in love. Nearly didn't marry a couple of times but they made up and had me. They love me the most. I love them to. I like the story and I beg to hear it again so I can write it all out. I don't remember it all just yet. I will one day.
Happy Christmas Diary,
Elle
January 10th 2004,
Mum's sick. She tries to hide it but I know. I'm scared. Her cough if bad and the cold air is hurting her. Sometimes she shakes and drops my food. I try to help. Please make her better.
Love Elle
March 17th, 2004
I'm at Grandpa Callie's in the country. My cousins are over for St. Patrick's day. I don't want to play. My parents did not come. Mum's sick again. I want to go home but Grandpa says I have to stay here while the doctor's try to make mum better. I like healers. Sometimes. Some make me feel better. I want to make mum feel better. I asked grandpa for a book on healing so I could find a cure for mum. He didn't laugh like my aunt did.
March 24th, 2004
I am still with Grandpa. He bought me a huge book on healing. We read it together. I do not get a lot of it. One day I will though. I am smart. Whippersnapper, grandpa calls me. Tomorrow we go in the woods to find an herb that will help mum. If I am good I can help make it.
April 2004
We did it! Mum's better!!!!!
December 2004.
I forgot about you. I am sorry diary. Mum's feeling bad again. This time is different. Da is worried. I am very scared. Mum no longer gets out of bed. We do not go to Grandpa's for Christmas. Instead he comes to us. It feels different. I had a good birthday though. Mum gave me pictures and a letter I'm to open when I am older. I want it n ow. But i promised.
January 10, 2004.
Mum is dead.
January 12, 2004
Mum was laid down next to Grandma at Grandpa's. I planted alyssum flowers beside her. I hurt and miss her so very much. But not as much as Da.
February 1st, 2004
I am in a lot of trouble. A muggle boy got hit by a car and I stopped his bleeding with magic. I hadn't meant to do it but he was broken and needed to be well again. Muggles saw. A magical reversal squad had to come out and wipe the muggle's minds. Da says the city is too dangerous and people are asking questions about me and my strangeness. At least he came out of his bedroom to see what was going on. Ever since mum left us he's locked himself in there. I think he cries.
I got to go, I'm supposed to be a sleep.
Love Elle the Spell
February 9th, 2004
It's official. I'm in super trouble and Da's gone mad. I came home from day school to find most of my stuff packed. I'm not old enough for Hogwarts...I'm going to my grandpa's for a long while. it's safer in the country. There I don't have to worry about magic escaping me. Or buses, or mean people. I don't want to go. I love my grandpa but I will miss my friends and school. Out there, I'm going to be home schooled.
December 1st, 2005
I turned nine today. The beginning of Christmas. I am soooo excited. Kind of. In my honor we (grandpa and me) hunted down the perfect Christmas tree. This is the first Christmas without mum. I miss her but she's in a better place. No longer in pain. Da misses her very much. He's sad all the time. I wish mum were here. She'd know how to cheer dad up. I miss my friends in London but I miss my Da more. Most of the time he's away at work and when he is home, he rarely comes out to play anymore. I was mad that he didn't come tree hunting with us. It was mum's favorite part. In her honor I sang her favorite song.
....
December 1st, 2007
IT CAME!!! I'll give you a hint diary, it's think and tan and looks a bit like you but smaller and filled with ink. Give up?
It's my Hogwart's letter. Finally. In nine months I will be going away to school. I love grandpa very much but I want to learn from more people. I'll miss hunting for herbs though. And stories but there is a history class at Hogwarts.
September 1st, 2008
Merlin it's happened. I left home. I'm at school now and I wonder if my da will be alright. He's a big worrier. Will he stop working so much? Or work more now that I'm gone? Oh, I got sorted into Ravenclaw. It's the smart person house. I wrote home to grandpa. He'll not be surprised. I'm relieved that the hat put me here.
I'll write later, night
September 5th, 2008
I love my classes. Charms and Potions are my favorite. I know a lot about the ingredients we have to use in potions so far. Herbology is okay but I like the way my Grandda does it better.
Everything is so big here, including the other kids. I'm the shortest and merlin does everyone like to comment on it. Never have i ever felt knee high to a grasshopper before. Why does it matter so much that I'm four four?
June, 2009
Finales are finished and scores are posted. A kid named Alecsander Kameren beat everyone. He's a ravenclaw in my year but i'm not sure who he is. I think he's that super tall one who's always getting into fights.
December 2009
Fall term of second year is older and again I am second right behind Alexcsander Kameren. Oh that just boils me. One of these days I'll beat him. He doesn't even study! Or anywhere that anyone can see him.
Anyways, enough about him. I grew a couple of inches and I think I'm getting the healing kit I asked for Christmas.
Third year (2010-2011)
So my big mouth opened up and blurted out some rather mean things today. I think I made an enemy...but also a friend. Cain. He's in my year and we've talked before. he's friendly. My dorm mates think he's cute. Eh, he's nice I guess...
Fourth Year,
I beat Alex Kameren in a class! Take that!
Fifth year
Cain and I have become good friends and through him I know Alex more. He isn't as snobby as he pretends to be. Nor is he as rude as I assumed. Actually, he's very nice, just shy, but that does not excuse his tendency to fight. His tongue is like acid sometimes and not always for a good reason. There is something about him though...I'm not nearly as determined to beat him...okay I am but for different reasons. Maybe he'd notice me if I scored higher on tests.
He's rather cute...
Anyways I convinced the nurse to let me help in the hospital wing. I'm there a lot as is. My blood clotting potion isn't working and I'm bruising a lot. The charms teacher freaked out when my nose bled for nearly the entire class. I already know I want to be a healer so I might as well get a head start.
June 2014
After seven years I have graduated from Hogwarts. It's a bittersweet time. I loved and hated school. I know I want to be a healer I just don't know what I want to specialize in. I start basic training in a few days.
July 2014,
I live in a small apartment not to far from the hospital with a roommate. Another healer. She's nice....I guess. A bit competitive and so am I. My Grandpa worries about me being in the city. I visit him in the country every chance I get but school has me really busy.
I saw my father the other day. There was a healthy glow about him that I haven't seen since mum. I think he's in love again. I'm happy for him. He's paying the rent on my apartment, I dunno if it's because he feels guilty or not.
August 2014
So tired, my brain is bursting with information. It hurts but I am satisfied. I know I am where I am supposed to be.
2014
A blooded, screaming, cursing Kameren came into the emergency ward today. Had the nurses all in a frenzies. The cursed dragon they called him. Dunno what they are all yapping about. He isn't all that scary, just annoyed, wounded and not wanting to be there.
July 2015,
Survived the first year. Top half of my class. Not the best but I did score the most evenly in all my classes. It's difficult to choose a specialty. Clinicals start soon. I can't wait to start shadowing healers on a regular basis and have my own patients.
November 2015,
Tired doesn't even begin to describe it.
2015
Yet another Kameren. How many are there? This one is as grouchy as Curse. The stories remind me of one of my aquaintances at Hogwarts. Alecsander Kameren. I wonder what ever happened to him...
Next day,
It's him. Never thought I'd see him again. Merlin has he aged...in a good way. Never had he looked so beautiful and yet lethal in school. I nearly blushed when I had to change his bandages. I don't think he knew who I was. Apparently I have a talent for hard to heal patients. The other healers find it amusing that someone as vertically challenged as I am can be so commanding. I must have been an army general in another life.
Several months later...
The Kameren's will be the death of me.
....
Still haven't decided on what I want to focus on. I'm doing stints in each department, narrowing down my options. I'm tempted just to learn everything... Mental ward next.
January 2021
Wow, I just found this old thing. It's been several years since I've written in it. I got really lazy. Okay, quick update.
I'm done with my training. I'm a healer, not a master yet but a healer just the same. I still haven't decided on my specalitly. I think I might focus on trauma. I thrive on the needed endurance, the adrenaline and the urgency. there is a lot going on in the Artifact accidents wing...
Actually there is a lot going on in the world in general. Demons were let loose onto Magical London. For a long time it wasn't safe to go outside. One of the first victims was Alex Kameren. I hadn't been so terrified in my life. I have never met a family that ever attracted so much trouble. I've seen one Kameren or another at St. Mungos nearly every month. Well, I guess any visits pertaining to Curse's poisoned blood doesn't count...not really. Anyways, I'm their primary healer. Which has it's advantages...I get to see Alex...
A sort of friendship has developed between us. He's just as obstinate as his older bother but in a quieter way. I find myself still intrigued by him and all my old feelings have resurfaced. Cain and I also have rekindled our acquaintance and he has guessed my feelings about Alex. Operation get Alex on a date has been initiated between us. I doubt it'll ever come to fruition. The man may be a witty genius with the body of a demigod but sometimes he's frightening immature. It's like he doesn't even know the difference between a man and a woman...Immature is the wrong word, he's so innocent. Like he's ignored parts of the adult world, locked it up so he doesn't have to face it. Then again he's too mature when it comes to death. I'm confused, I care for him...but I'm also frustrated. Sometimes, I just don't understand how he could be so oblivious. He's 25 and I don't think he's ever kissed a woman, or even thought about doing it...not that I can tell. I wonder if he'll ever see me that way. Or maybe it's just me. I am so small. I'm at least a foot shorter than him and well not all that skinny. He's a twig and compared to him I'm a log. Cain says I shouldn't give up though...he's on my side.
I'll write later I promise...
Late Spring 2021
I think someone is following me. I get these weird feelings that eyes are upon me. No one is there. I've told Alex. He was worried but promised to help me. He's a good cook. Oh, I helped him regrow a foot and he cooked me dinner. In his apartment! Merlin, he makes good pasta...
But that isn't the best news.
Or the most shocking.
Alex Kameren asked me to the Ministry ball! No really, this is no joke. I still am in shock myself. Not only did I invaded his inner sanctum but he did a very manly thing and asked me out. It was very simple but nice.
He just asked causally if i'd like to go with him. I nearly fell off my stool. I mustn't make a huge deal out of this or I'll scare him off. Besides, it isn't like a date, date. I mean how many females does he know or feel comfortable enough to ask to a ball? Besides I think he's required to go...but I'm still super happy that it was me he asked. I wonder what Cain will say?
Another entry few days later...
Alex and a friend named Theo are taking turns watching me. Nothing concrete that anyone is following me.
Oh, and Cain thinks it's real progress and a sign that Alex is thawing that we're going to the ball together. I worry about Cain. He still isn't fully healed.
Month later.
No one has been spotted seeing me. Those strange feelings have passed. I guess I imagined it. Anyways, tonight is the ball and I have the perfect dress. I'll write later...
No kiss, but he did give me flowers...which were Cain's idea. Still it's a start. I wore really really high heels and nearly killed myself. We danced a bit, but mostly talked. Or I did. Alex doesn't like big crowds. Even I was a little overwhelmed. It was pretty and I couldn't help but stare at Alex. I think he was surprised by my appearance to. I don't think he ever saw me in makeup before. I think it was a good night...
August 2021
Something terrible has happened. Little Max Kameren was kidnapped. Then he was saved by Alex and Curse. Both men were hurt in the process. I am so terribly tired from healing Alex but I can't sleep. Every time I close m eyes I see him colored in the pink poisoned blood of his brother. When I saw him I nearly fainted. It was that horrific. I thought I'd lost him for good...before we even had a chance. At least Max was unhurt, a little worn, and frightened but nothing too damaging. That was a miracle.
November 2021,
Alex and I have become friends. Not that we haven't been friends in the past, but we're closer friends now. It's easier to talk to him...we're seeing more of each other. He's asked me to work on a project with him. I, of course, latch on to any moment to see him outside of the hospital. I do not want to see him in those white halls for a very long time.
December 20 2021,
I attended the Kameren-Blackthorn today. It was lovely. I truly wish Curse will find a cure. He and Ari deserve happiness and I'm afraid he doesn't have very many years left. Not viable years. Life is not fair.
I brought a date with me...and it wasn't Alex Kameren. We're friends and we've gotten rather close working on a project and Cain isn't doing too well and he's our mutual friend but on a romantic level things have just stalled. I'm tired of waiting around for a foolish girlish dream. I've been crushing on him for a decade. Merlin, that seems so pathetic in writing.
So, I was determined to have fun with another man and not depend on Alex Kameren. He was at the wedding, and best man. He wasn't happy about that. We talked and sat near each other for a time but I danced the night away with my date. Still I like to think Alex was watching us. He made a biting, snide comment once and I wondered if he was jealous...
January 2022,
I'm dating Lysander. He's a healer who went with me to the Kameren wedding. Alex doesn't like him, which makes me smile. It shouldn't though. I need to ignore his grumbling it isn't a sign. Alex Kameren is not jealous because that would mean he is aware of women. Which he isn't.
On another note, I keep getting strange gifts. They aren't from Alex or Cain and I fear I'm being followed again. This time I'm sure it isn't my imagination...
February 2022
I'm receiving more and more gifts. Their coming nearly everyday now...and their more intimate. Notes are now coming with the gifts. Lysander is freaked out. Alex can't figure out who's writing them. Everyone is frustrated. Lysander lashed out at Alex, calling him an incompetent fool. Not a good idea. Or a good sign. I think things are ending between us and I can't blame him for wanting to jump ship when a crazy person is stalking you...I just don't want to be the one to break it off. Not now. I'm afraid.
Still, I don't want Lysander to leave. i've come to the realization that I'm crazy to wait for Alex. I no longer have the strength to wait for a foolish dream. I'm twenty five, I may not look my age but neither do I have a child's body. Short I may be, a stick I am not. Does Alex see me as a little girl? Is that why he's never made an advance towards me? It's too much to hope that Lysander made him jealous, and just because they do not get along all that well does not mean Alex has romantic feelings for me. I've held this silly notion for far to long...sometimes I think my feelings for him are just habit and if I ever do get his attention I will no longer feel that way towards him. This notion saddens me and I fear I will hurt Alex if that ever happens...
March 2022,
It is over. Lysander and I are threw and he went back to Italy, finished with his term at St. Mungos. I'm not all that sad to see him go. On one level I will miss him. On the other hand I will not. Still I am rather confused, he didn't really give me a good reason as to why he left so sudden. The coward left a note. He didn't even say good bye to me. Maybe Alex was right...
The strange letters/ gifts have stopped. Who ever is sending them is pleased that I am no longer dating that twit. I'm still scared. Now that Lysander is gone I'm alone more. I refuse to move back home and endanger my da and his wife and family. My grandfather is dead....
Alex is like a hawk, even now when there is no physical evidence for him.
June 2022
For three months there was nothing. No note. No gift, and no strange feelings. Then a hastily scribbled note warning me not to spend so much time with that gangling auror. Alex. Whoever is obsessed with me no longer likes how Alex is watching me. He wants me to sever all ties or I must pay for breaking the rules a second time. I fear that maybe Lysander did not leave of his own accord and my stalker forced him to leave. I nearly deluded myself into thinking this was all over.
Still, I will not allow this creep to win. This is all taking it's toll on me and Alex. I think the periods where nothing happens hurts him the most. He was so on edge and frustrated that he hasn't been able to catch this man. Alex has become so protective of me, it's stifling sometimes. What makes matters worse is that we're more comfortable in each other's presence. We started combing over the last few years trying to figure out how I could have met this creep. My traitorous body can't help but react to him being so close to me. Sometimes though, for just a second, I think Alex is looking at me in a different manner. I think he's beginning to see me as a woman, but I am unsure. It's so hard to tell with him.
A week later,
Lysander finally answered by fire call. He was surprised to see me, said something about how he thought I was angry at him and no longer wanted contact...I'm confused. We traded angry words, our tempers getting the best of us. Something is bugging me though. It was something he said. That he thought leaving was what I wanted. That I had requested not to see him. I didn't though. I knew it wasn't good between us anymore that this stalker nonsense was hurting us, but I don't hate him...
May 2022,
I haven't stopped my routines. I still see Alex even though I know my stalker will be mad. Is this foolish of me? I will not give in and besides, Alex is an auror. The stalker doesn't seem the violent type...
The next day.
I was grievously wrong. I came home from dinner with the Kamerens to find my owl lying in a pool of it's own blood, his heart cut out. If I do not behave and "prove" my love I am next. No where to go, I went to Alex's. I'm now in his rarely used "office at his apartment. He's trying to convince me to go into protective custody but I will not. We are short staffed at work and I am needed. We stood toe to toe and I think my not cowering at his great height angered him. I will not be bullied into doing something just because he is taller than me. Hasn't he learned that yet? Why is this creep after me? Why can't we find him? Sometimes I think this man will take me and I've begun to have nightmares. Still, it comforts me to know Alex is near but it also infuriates me. The man is so confusing and is determined to become my shadow. He nearly followed me into the bathroom. It's bad enough that Rasp won't stop running into me. When will this all stop? I don't know how much more I can handle. Tonight, I will sleep in Alex's bed while he takes the couch. Even without the crazy man tension making my nerves twitch, I wouldn't be able to sleep. I will be in his bed. Clean sheets or not, they still smell like him. Am I a bad person for thinking wicked thoughts when he's my protector? Alex isn't having me over because he romantically cares for me. I'm here because a psycho has an obsession. Anyways I better go, Alex is demanding that I come out. He's afraid that I'll run away or something...
Early the next morning,
I'm in the bathroom scratching this out hurriedly while Alex is cooking. A thousand thoughts are racing in my head and I have to write or I think I shall scream.
After what seemed like hours I finally fell asleep last night. It was not a blessing. Darkness surrounded me and I heard strange laughter. Images kept bombarding me, a strange face, my dead owl, my friends family, all dead. I woke up screaming, shaking. Alex burst into the room wand at the ready. He must have thought I was being killed. I screamed when he came in, thinking that it was my stalker. At first I didn't know where I was. I was in a strange masculine room wearing an over sized tee shirt that wasn't mine. It took me a few seconds to recognized Alex. I sat back onto the bed trembling, words caught in my throat. If I hadn't been so scared I would have been embarrassed. I expected a terse remark, or questions but Alex seemed to understand. Hesitantly he came over and scooped me up into his arms. His warmth washed over me and I instinctively buried my head into the crook of his shoulder. Alex Kameren held me tightly for a long time. I must have cried, my eyes feel groggy and I fell asleep. It felt nice. I think I'm falling in love with a man who only wants to protect me. Is this a sign that maybe he is beginning to notice me? Or is this his caring over protective side that he shows to all of his close friends and family.
June 2022
It's early summer and that sicko is still not caught. They are close though, sometimes it seems like he's a ghost. Who ever it was is furious that I have not been home for nearly two weeks. He's searching for me... Alex checks up on me at the hospital, so does Cain. And a million other people. I try not to allow all of this affect my work but staff has noticed my shaky hands and sometimes I snap.
For two weeks I've been living with Alex. I've never eaten better in a decade...but my nerves are on the fritz. I have to work really hard not to blush when our hands brush. I'm still not sleeping well and that is probably taking the biggest toll on my sanity. That and the fact that Alex is so near. Sometimes I feel an intensity from him, I'm not sure what it is. There is something though. I'm sure...maybe...it's probably my overactive imagination. I want something to be there.
Two days later,
He's done it now! Merlin I am furious. Alex Kameren arrested one of my interns for giving me flowers. The man is insane!! He came up behind young Jeremy, twisted his arms behind his back and shoved him against the wall while threatening to cut out his manly bits. The thick headed buffoon ignored my pleas. Finally, another St. Mungo's worker and an auror were able to ply Kameren off of the young man. He did seem ashamed...I don't think he even realized he was hurting the poor boy.
He is going to get a mouthful from me when we get home....
I kissed Alex. Truly, it wasn't planned. I just wanted to shut him up. He was ranting about how I don't care about my personality safety that I drive him insane, his dog has more sense than I do, blah blah blah. I sitting up on the counter while he paced back and forth his movements fueled by manhandling my intern and my nearly being flattened by a muggle car. Oh and the blood. I had stepped out of St. Mungo's into the muggle world for a bit of fresh air. I was only a few feet away from the entrance, watching the muggles cross their busy streets. Suddenly something hard yet soft hit my chest and a liquid exploded onto my white shirt. I glanced down to see red. It looked like blood, but it was too thin. I knew it wasn't blood, the remaints of a muggle balloon were on the ground. A woman next to me screamed, startled I backed into oncoming traffic and I was nearly run over...
Hearing commotion Alex came outside, face white as a sheet. He looked terrified, scooped me up and took me back into St. Mungo's not carrying if muggles saw us...
I just couldn't stand his righteous tirade and when he stopped in front of me to glare down accusingly at me, I leaned up and kissed him before he could say anything else. I wanted to shock him. In a way I was trying to drive him away or draw him closer.
A week later,
I'm ignoring the kiss...yeah right.
I've been trying to ignore Alex, and he me. I don't think he knows what to make of the kiss. I'm determined to pretend it didn't happen. I've taken extra shifts at work and he's trying desperately to find this guy. I've rented a room at the Leaky Cauldron not wanting to spend another night with Alex. I'm afraid I'll do something else stupid...
Shit. The cauldron isn't safe. I'm a fool.
I received another trinket this morning and no one saw a thing. It was a lock of my hair.
I gave it to an auror and when Alex arrived at St. Mungo's to collect me I went with him. I'm beginning to fear that this will never end. There seems to be no magical trail. I couldn't shake a bad feeling as I left with Alex.
....
It's nearly over. They know who the man is. He'd been brazen enough to attack me at Alex's. It had been easy enough to find me. Merlin, he knew where I had been for weeks, maybe even months. All because of that stupid law that disclosed the whereabouts of Magical Law Enforcement.
I'd had another nightmare and had ran into the living room where Alex was on the couch. He'd pulled me into his embrace when I saw the face in the window. I couldn't scream. Couldn't move. All i did was watch in horror as a man I'd seen before burst into the room a muggle sword in his hand. He came into the room as if a ghost, by passing the magical enchantments. He was screaming of my betrayal how he'd gotten rid of the last man who tried to defile my honor...how he'd kill this one.
Merlin, he nearly did too. Or I thought he was going to. I don't remember much. It all happened in a flash. Alex was shoving me behind him, urging me to get out of there. His protective nature unleashed...
Eventually Alex caught the man.
He was a squib with a unique talent...magic did nothing to him. He couldn't perform it and it couldn't be performed on him.
Apparently I had treated him for a burn several years back using a poultice. He became fixated on me,my kind smile. Perhaps this is a lesson about being to kind to my patients, to caring...
He had a small apartment filled with pictures of me dating back years.
I guess now that this over things between Alex and I will go back to the way they were. I truly don't want that but neither do I want to drive him away. I think there might be something between us and sometimes I think he knows it...but he's so emotionally, romantically young. He's had a difficult life. Despite growing up in a large, rich estate he had little emotional contact. His father was a monster and his mother? Distant. He rarely received the attention he needed. I think he things emotions are a weakness. It's just so new to him.
A few days later,
I'm at the Kameren Estate. Alex brought me here the night his apartment had been broken into. I've been given my own "quarters" and told to stay as long as I need. I'm still a bit frightened...nightmares still come. I have to find a new place to live. This is finally over. I wonder if things will go back to the way they were?
Perhaps Cain is right and I should push Alex a bit more. I told him about the kiss...
December 2, 2022
I turned 26 last night. It was a pleasant birthday. My friends at work threw me a little party. I had lunch with my father and his new family. What surprised me the most was Alex. We have this strange relationship, something more than friendship. He kissed me. Actually initiated the kiss and not me making the first move. We've been sharing physical contact for sometime now. Holding hands, I insist on hugging him good bye... I'm getting him use to physical contact. When we're alone I try to touch him more. He's shy about public displays of affection and seems to be more open to my "touching" (really it's just a brush on the arm...) when we're alone.
I'm afraid to talk about any kind of relationship with him, afraid that he'd come to his senses and bolt.
January 1st, 2023.
A new year. I spent Christmas with the Kameren's. Alex took me to his brother's house. Merlin has he changed. Arianna has done him a world of good.
March, 2024
I slept with Alex Kameren. I mean actually, slept with him. Physical contact. I think I might be dreaming, is so I never want to awake.
September 2024,
I've seriously done it now. For over a year Alex and i have had this complicated relationship. We've never addressed it but it's there. I practically live at his house. Actually, I haven't stepped a foot in my own apartment in at least three months. Probably more like six. I'm comfortable with him and he with me. I think.
Oh, I'm really not sure. I love Alex Kameren, have for a very long time and i do not want to ruin our fragile relationship.
But I think i've done it this time.
I asked him to marry me. We were talking about the release of the old Minister and my thoughts began to drift to family and the future. We're good together, so I asked him to marry me. It seemed the logical thing to do at the time. He stood at me his eyes wide...I'm not sure if there wasn't a bit of horror in his gaze. Cowardly I did not wait for an answer, I seized onto the opportunity an owl brought me and quickly went to work.
Oh and to make matters even more complicated, I'm pregnant. Yup, the two people who are most addicted to overworking are going to have a baby. Merlin help the kid. It'll rarely see us if we continue at this current pace. I think that might be a reason why Alex and I fit so well together, we both spend more time at work than we do at home...well that has lessened a bit in recent months but still...
I love Alex and I want children but now? I'm twenty six, nearly twenty seven. I hadn't planned on kids until at least thirty. So much to do...and yet I want this baby. This proof that there is something special between Alex and me. I wonder if it will look like him...
A week later
A lot has happened diary. Too much. I'm engaged to Alex Kameren and he loves me. My heart is bursting but joy but also heart wrenching tragedy that is all my fault. If only I hadn't gone, he'd still be here. I shouldn't have distracted Cain so. I'd been to wrapped up in my own happiness.
I still haven't told Alex I'm pregnant but I will soon. I need to.
April 2025
Today, my son is born. Elias Cain Kameren. All of my reservations about being a parent disappeared the second I saw him. I still can't believe that I was apart of his creation. Me. Oh, I know it's true I mean I am a healer and he did come out of me (it hurt too) but still. I am amazed.
Alex blanched when I practically threw our son at him. Really it was the only way to get the wide eyed man to take him. He'd thought he'd crush the little boy. I wouldn't hurt Elias but Alex needed to be forced to hold him. It's difficult to describe the moment but it was beautiful.
April 2026
Elias is one today and I am a little over two months pregnant with our second child. Merlin we are crazy but I have never been happier. Alex is a good father. I know he was worried that he wouldn't be. He hadn't much of a role model growing up, but he is.
I am happy but once again things are moving so quickly. To think I am to be a mother of two! I'm sort of dreading it. Two babies. We're insane but it's lovely. I love my family. Elias is such a smart child, I'm sure every parent says that but it's true.
December 2027
Today, Madelyn Page Kameren celebrates her first birthday. Merlin, she's the spitting image of Alex, with big green eyes, brownish black hair. Funny how there is more of Alex's looks in our daughter, while Elias is equal parts us. His eyes are hazel, sometimes more brown than green. At one though, Maddie has my temper and energy. I don't think Elias got into as much trouble as she does at this age.
December 2035,
I just turned 39 and I have so much to be thankful for. Alex and I have been married for a decade, can you believe it? We have two lovely children. As i predicted Maddie is very much like me. It's odd seeing some of my quirks coming out of a little girl version of Alex. At almost nine (just a few more days) she's as tall as I am. My little girl is so grown up and yet is still very much the child I still want her to be. Now, Elias is rather short for his ten years of age but is as tall as me, maybe an inch or two shorter. Boys do grow at different rates than girls and I am sure when his next spurt kicks in he'll be a head or so taller than me. They take after their Father in the height department. Oh well.
Speaking of their father...things are better than I have ever imagined. Merlin, we've been married a decade and he hasn't tired of me and my bossy mouth...
He's head of magical law enforcement now and I couldn't be more proud of him. Or happy that he no longer is in the thick of danger, every hour. Now that our children are older I'm working more hours at the hospital. And do you know who's become a healer? Max Kameren! He's a dear boy, talented although I doubt he wants to admit it.
Things are very good diary. I have a loving husband and a family I had never thought I'd want but I do. Merlin, I wonder what else could happen? Things can't stay this perfect forever can they? No. I know they can't all I have to do is glance at my brother in law. Merlin, he doesn't have long but it's hard to tell. He's beat the odds this long....I don't think Arianna is willing to accept it. I doubt Alex is ready either. It will be hard on both of them. All of us.
Despite all the magic in the world we can't stopper death.
