Post by isobel on May 18, 2012 18:00:22 GMT
isobel madrial valentine
[/b][/color]," she explains, shrugging slightly as she smiles, her face lighting up at the memory of her mother. it's been seven years since the night of the fire.
full name: isobel madrial valentine
age: sixteen
year: 6th
birthday: first, january
blood line: muggle-born
occupation: student
former / house: hufflepuff
the shrink nods on, an indication for her to continue. "that's how i got isobel, but i don't know where madrial comes from.. i think it's some sort of combination of my grandparents' names." she nods in thought. "my brother inherited my dad's name, jovilios. jove, for short." she smiles at the raised eyebrow, but shrugs it off nonetheless. "it didn't seem to bother lilah much. um, she's my brother's girlfriend, and funnily enough, i really hope she's the last one. my brother seems to take after my uncle, but i'm relieved that she keeps him on his toes. that's why."
they laugh slightly in unison, and she feels glad of the relaxed state she's in. the first time she was here, things didn't start as well as they ended. of course, she'd been a kid then. "so, how are you doing so far? it's been seven years, update me?" she hugs on the cotton pillow and crosses her legs on the chair, biting her bottom lip in her contemplation.
"well.. i'm actually doing much bettter. after my parents died, my brother sort of regressed and so i.. took over his role for a couple of months, sent us back on track. i think i did rather well, too. i won't lie that my cooking ended with burning, blackened food, but i upgraded and i've been taking care of myself and my brother ever since. well, my uncle, wes, he uh.. he took over guardianship and lived with us after a year passed, but i can safely say that i had to take care of him too. you met him right?" the therapist nods, raising both eyebrows. "he works in the ministry as the romanian ambassador in the department of international magical cooperation, and he's quite.. popular there, especially among the ladies. he's a pure-blood wizard; my father got the squib gene, but fortunately didn't inherit the family trait of womanizing derelicts." she screws her face in a sour-like expression, but smiles all the same. and then she drops her gaze, narrows her eyes slightly. "my heart condition kept me going.. i wanted to prove to myself that what i had inside me didn't matter, and i think that's partly why i kept it together all this time. i became the captain of the hufflepuff quiditch team? i guess i've ignored my heart problem completely in the process.."
she trails on, not wanting to ponder about her problematic secrets any longer. "well, you've certainly outgrown yourself, bella." the shrink analyzes her clipboard. "sympathetic, catering to the needs of others before her own, virtuously striving to perfect herself in the eyes of others.. gifted in the art of defense against the dark arts and flying, well done. you've done very well to show your capabilities, bel." isobel's eyes soften, and her smile turns sweet, head nodding a thanks. "if i may add another analysis? prefers to solve her problems on her own.. very well guarded and feisty when she's crossed?" her eyes narrow as the shrink looks up a moment to wink at her. "indulges in turkish delight and creampuffs.. delights in the open grassfields and loves the leaves of fall and cold elegance of snow. how am i doing so far?"
isobel's face is completely stunned, in awe and surprise. "how-- ?" the shrink smiles knowingly. "and, i take it you still reside near the queen's palace?" isobel shakes her head, in somewhat of a pained way, with a small smile. she didn't expect for small words that remind her of the past to be pricking up at the base of her heart. "godric's hollow?" the shrink asks, a genuine tone of surprise in her voice.
"with my brother and lilah.[/b] she nods. "uncle wes said it would be safer there."
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