ROSIER, Lysandra

[lys]

Nickname: Kadi
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What can be found in a name:
Lysandra Rosier
When the day I was born:
07/04/1960
The Angels screamed:
Tristan and Allison Rosier
And Hell shut its doors:
None
While creatures retreated:
None
To depths unknown:
Pureblood

I hide from them:
Anywhere, normally with the company of her cousin
Be who they want to see:
Family resemblance is obvious when looking from Lysandra and her Black cousins. With dark hair, light eyes and a haughty expression, it is not a surprise to find out Lys' surname. As with the rest of her family, Lysandra is what some might consider perfection. She has long, dark hair that could range from deep brown to black and dark blue eyes. She is not overly tall but she is far from short by female standards. She is thin and curved in her hips, her back side and her chest.

As a trait that runs through high society, Lysandra is very elegant and refined. She doesn't leave the common room in an unrepresentable manner. She is comfortable with her body and fairly pleased with the way she turned out. Thank Merlin she is a Rosier.

Lysandra is not your normal doom and gloom Slytherin. Lysandra would much rather be smiling and enjoying herself than walk around as if the world smelled bad. This Rosier likes to laugh and enjoy herself. She smiles so often that some people wonder why she is in Slytherin. In fact, some people have even wised up to the fact that she hides behind her smile.

But that leaves no one:


To discover that inside:
Lysandra Rosier is probably the most innocent of the Rosier-Black Clan and disputedly the most purist of them. Lysandra was raised to believe that Muggle-borns, Half-bloods and everything else less than pure were like socially transmitted diseases and thus, does not interact with them. Speak to them? I think not. Acknowledge their existance. Hell No! Lysandra will hardly ever even indulge in a conversation about them.

For this reason, Lysandra is thought of as a quite person, perhaps even shy but those who know her, truly know her, know that this by no means the truth. Lysandra can roll with the bitchiest of them and she does. Narcissa and Meda are two of her closest.

Lysandra would be a very nice person if she ever gave a lesser being a chance. She is almost completely unable to give an insult without feeling guilty about it later but seeks the approval of her friends and cannot apologize for her remarks unless she and the person are completely and totally alone. When it comes down to it, Lysandra isn't the worst person you could know. In fact, when it comes down to in, she is among the best. She won't allow social ties or acceptance keep her from those she cares about in a time of need.

This soulless being:

# Things that make her happy
# Family
# Trivia, puzzles, things other people can't figure out
# Being able to trust someone
# Kittens
# Narcissa and Andromeda
# Life without restrictions
# Purebloods

Is just as lost:
# Things that break
# Enemies
# Being fooled
# Betrayal
# Ant Eaters
# Younger Years - particularly girls
# Judgements

As everyone else:
* Potions
* Loyal beyond measure
* Paitent
* Talented with words
* Can make just about anyone smile

In a world that knows only hate:
* Seeks approval of those she surrounds herself with instead of self approval
* Has a hell of a temper
* Tends to be a bit of an introvert and doesn't like to let people know that something is bothering her
* Doesn't know where the Library is
* Too proud to ask for help outright

And causes pain for the soulless like me:
”I think girls are more sexually appealing than guys.”
”I secretly wish I had more sex appeal and more confidence in myself.”

They left me to die:
None
On a bed of roses:
Evan Rosier, Druella Rosier, Andromeda Black, Bellatrix Black, Narcissa Black
Blood seeping through:
This family has so many secrets. There really isn't a single family secret that can be picked and pulled.
The satin sheets of fame:
Rich.
What a bitter story of love:
Lysandra Rosier is the first and only child of Tristan and Allison. After a complicated pregnancy that risked the life of her mother, the pair was not willing to risk her life for a son. With the birth of Lysandra's cousin, the pair no longer felt obligated to have a son or disappointed by their daughter. By no means has Lysandra's life been difficult. She's been brought up with manners, respect and because of her mother's poor heritage and kind hearted-ness, she has been brought up differently than her cousins. Taught to do things that her cousins never learned how to do.

Growing up, Lysandra was closest to her cousin Evan over the Black sisters. Since the Rosier brothers were closer to each other than their sister, they live within walking distance for their young ones and the two saw each other frequently. Through school, their close relationship persists but Lysandra is trying to embrace her female roots by hanging out with Andromeda.

When Lysandra was eleven, her parents were over joyed to receive a letter from Hogwarts. Though they kept it a secret, they had begun to suspect that Lysandra was a squib due to her lack of showing magic. Her mother went on a shopping spree to give her daughter all the things she never had. When Lysandra arrived at Hogwarts, she had more things than she knew what to do with.

As the years passed Lysandra became closer to her closest female cousins, Narcissa and Andromeda. They've sculpted her into a mudblood hating queen just as they are but as with Andromeda, there is something about those mudbloods that intrigues her, though she hasn't shown it yet.

Thanks to her cousins, she is also a beauty queen, same as them. If it were up to her, she would pull her hair back and put one something plain but because her cousins, she is constantly placed in outfits that she wouldn't dream of picking out herself.

Lysandra could smell the bath crystals that filled Meda's stall. She sat up, looking at the levers, not wanting to find the Ice Cold Mud of the Lake Lever on accident. "Meda...Which Lever is that?" She asked. She peaked out of the stall, giggling a bit a Cissa before ducking back in. She then heard the unmistakable clumping sound of the mud lever being hit. She cringed making a mental note not to hit Cissa with a rubber ducky.

Though she had one more left, she tossed it to Meda's stall. It hit the mud, making it spalsh into her cousin's face. Lysandra stiffled her laughter and said, "Wow...Meda. You did need a mud bath but I thought you would take it after school..." She leaned back, finding the lever for the bath crystals. She squealed as they hit her head. She ducked under ther water, shaking her head, prefering /not/ to have green, blue and silver in her hair. Once she was satisfied, she came up again, the the unmistakable sweet scent of Lysandra Rosier, as that is what the crystal did, bring out the sweet scents and covered up the less pleasurable ones, filled the bathroom, or at least her stall. "I love being a Slytherin. Thank you mom. Thank you dad. Thank you Meda. Thank you Cissa. Thank you Regulus. Thank you Salizar!" She laughed, pausing.

"Wait...Salizar Slytherin was a man correct?" she asked waiting for conformation from her cousins before continuing. "How in Merlin's name did he know to have this kind of stuff in the girls bathroom? I wonder if the guys have it too?"

[.going down in flames.]

need more in the history and for the date of birth can you please change it back to dd/mm/yyyy (day/month/year)

[lys]

Edited.

[.going down in flames.]