Mother: Callysto Eve Everwood née Eaglefall, pureblood
Father: Ian Everwood, muggle, deceased
Siblings: Aeon Callysta Everwood , half-blood
Echo Arista Everwood , half-blood
Partners: A trail of many exes. Notably Dante and Dorkian, I can't actually recall his name ... plus Dorkian's best friend, we'll call him Nerdart.
Others: Amalthea Rhea Eaglefall , aunty, pureblood
Bear Hart, uncle by marriage, pureblood
Boggart: Her dad is alive and well and tells her he didn’t really die, he just left the family because he couldn’t stand being around her for another moment. She hides her insecurities from everyone, but the boggart knooooooows. She feels like she's screwing up her life a little, but she presses on.
Mirror of Erised: Her daddy by her side, proud of the woman she's become, all the love beaming from his infectious smile.
Patronus: Kingfisher. Cannot produce a patronus. Happiest memories are always about her dad - especially dressing him up and putting make up on him!
The universe was bleak. There was no sun, no light. The world was a dreary place and then; I was born. Have you ever been at an event that was so profound, so life changing, that you knew it would make history? That you just
knew it would stay with you every day for the rest of your life? Well that's what it was like at my birth. Dad always said I had a flare for theatrics, and he wasn't wrong. I was named Nova because much like a super nova, I burst forth into the world with very little warning. One moment my parents were assisting in the birth of an endangered gorilla (Cleopatra), and the next mum's back ache turns into me, gracing the world with my everlasting light. Naturally you can see where they got my middle name from, but I don't mind so much.
I'm told that as a baby I was quite demanding, that I craved attention 24/7. From anyone. My dad would hold me for hours, my mum would carry me everywhere. I was adored, and rightly so. I don't remember the day that Echo came along, I was only 1 or 2 at the time. I believe that Aeon and I were with our Aunt Mally, but once Echo was in our lives, I wasn't the baby anymore, I had a new role and I adjusted spectacularly, obviously. It was from about the age of 3 that I would dress Echo up. I would find mum's make up and just plaster it all over myself and Echo. Aeon was nearly always so sensible, but I just loved to have fun. Dressing up, putting on make-up, making up stories were my favourite things to do, and Echo was like a life-sized doll to me as we were growing up.
When I went to Hogwarts, at the blossoming age of 11, I was sorted into Slytherin house. It was no surprise to me, it did seem like the perfect fit and besides, aunty Mally had been a snake, too, so it wasn't like I was the only one in the family to fall into the house of the serpent. Admittedly the common room itself left much to be desired, it was a cold place and usually quite empty, but the dorms were simply divine, very cushy and no expense spared. But enough about the common room and dorms, this section is all about me!
When I was about 15, there was a tragedy in the family. I took it really hard and I wouldn’t talk to anyone. I kept all my feeling locked up, and I don’t know why. I’ve always been so vocal and bright, I let anyone and everyone know my thoughts and opinions, but this just knocked the life out of me. My dad had died and there was nothing we could do to save him. It always felt like magic could fix anything. We grew up half-magical, half-muggle, but dad’s death was just something we couldn’t fix. I wasn’t myself again until I went back to Hogwarts and I could pretend that everything was fine and normal. I still think about my dad every day, but I don’t like talking about him, or what happened, not with anyone.
Let's move on because we need to know more about me! As you could probably guess, I was quite popular. I was cute, athletic and flexible. I got plenty of attention from the boys and I dated a few here and there, having a few "serious" relationships. In my seventh year, in about January, I started dating a fellow seventh year. He was a Ravenclaw, super nerdy but also pretty hot. His body was kind of weedy, you know? But if he bulked up a little, spent a little time in the gym, then he'd jump from a 6 to a 10 in the blink of an eye. Anyway, I was way out of his league, obviously, but that didn't matter, you see, I'm hot and everything, but I'm not as smart as I seem. Sure I can hold my own in an argument, but school stuff? Not my thing, but he helped me study, he helped me with my homework and he was kind of sweet, you know, in a totally dorky way. Thanks to him I got okay grades and graduated Hogwarts without making myself look like a total arse. Now, as you may have gathered, me being a total 11 out of 10, and my nerd being a 6 on a good day, kind of meant that I wasn't really going to be in this thing for the long haul. I hooked up with my on again, off again boyfriend, Dante, like, heaps. But what was I supposed to do? Like, yeah Dorkian had hotness potential, but he as a total nerd that couldn't even kiss properly until I taught him, and he was way too scared to try anything, I had to instigate everything and I much prefer a guy to take the lead and show me he's a man, not all the time, when I want to play around a little, I'm not one to hold back, no matter where I am.
Anyway, after we graduated I waited a month and then we broke up because he caught me and his best friend in his bed. He was heartbroken, as you'd expect, but he was hard to be around, he was always out for his job, or studying at libraries. His parents were pretty well off and bought him an apartment, but honestly, it wasn't enough to keep me interested. I'm not saying I need a lot of attention, but I at least need some! Staying at his place a few times a week and barely seeing him just wasn't cutting it, and I should have come first to him, not his auror training, or healer training ... whatever training, I should have been first, you know?
So after that I started dating Dante for real. We totally meshed well as a couple outside of Hogwarts. He even proposed after we'd been dating for six months. We planned the wedding for 12 months later and it was amazing. Everything looked spectacular! Then I found out he'd been shagging my best friend behind my back and so on the day, I walked down the aisle, and let me tell you - I was stunning. I made sure to spare no expense of his parents money in making sure that I was just jaw droopingly beautiful, seriously, my tits looked incredible, you just wanted to motorboat the hell out of them. He said his vows, and there wasn't a dry eye in the church, apart from Echo, that girl is practically stone, but then it was my turn, and do you know what I did? I flipped him the bird, told him he could rot in hell with Francesca, and I walked out. It was so much fun!
After that I kind of went off guys, but only for a little while. I didn't really want much to do with them around then. I focused on myself and my career. I worked in a clothing shop in Diagon Alley for a while and it was nice being around all the clothes, but some of the women that came through were total snobs. I lost that job when I told a woman she could shove her handbag where the sun didn't shine. It was her own fault, she accused me of knocking her stupid knock-off handbag when she was the one that walked into a display mannequin. Stupid cow. I worked in a bar but apparently I flirted too much with the hotties and didn't serve enough of the uggos. Then I got a job at a restaurant, which is kind of sucky it it pays the bills, plus I have a night job singing at a lounge, I really love that. I'm hoping to be able to make that my real profession, I love singing and I'm real good at it, too, but it's hard to break into the business when you don't already know someone in it, but I'll get through someday soon.
