+ KRUM, Lola

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W H O A R E Y O U?
Name/Nickname: Erin
Age: 18
Experience: Six years of role-playing and administrative duties
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T H E C H A R A C T E R.
B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N.
Full Name: Lola Gisella Krum
Nickname(s): Elle
Birth Date: January 15
Age: 16
Year: 6th
House: Gryffindor

Wand: 13 1/3 inch willow with Runespoor fang core
Broom: Firebolt 3.0
Blood: Pure
Heritage: ½ Bulgarian, ½ British

P H Y S I C A L A P P E A R A N C E.
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 120 lbs
Eye Color: They can be a honey brown or a deep chestnut color, depending on the light.
Hair Color: A deep lustrous brown that holds colors of chestnut, honey, and coffee. Depending on the light, it can look very light or it can look almost black.
Body Type: Lithe and curvy
Clothing Style: Tomboy
Distinguishing Marks: There are a couple of scars across her body from various Quidditch accidents. One is a seven-inch scar running from the back of her knee down her calf. She also has a tramp stamp (back tattoo) that says ‘Live’ written in Roman accompanied by a burning sun.
Played By: Rachel Bilson
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P E R S O N A L I T Y T E S T.
Likes:

[<3] quidditch, quidditch, quidditch!
[<3] large crowds of people
[<3] being stupid with friends
[<3] the burn her muscles get after extensive training
[<3] her family and siblings
[<3] playing in the mud [quidditch and in general]
[<3] rain, rain, rain!
[<3] a quiet day with a book
[<3] any kind of physical sport
[<3] potions – ‘yes, really’
[<3] comfort of home
[<3] down-to-earth camping
[<3] SHOPPING!
[<3] dressing up

Dislikes:

[»] people using her to get to her father
[»] the early morning training in the summer
[»] feeling like an outcast
[»] transfiguration – ‘it’s a waste of time’
[»] people asking her if she could get her father’s autograph for them
[»] stupid questions
[»] manicures – bites off her nails
[»] when things are done wrong
[»] sitting still for too long
[»] 100% honest people
[»] brownnosers, goody-two-shoes, and wannabes

Fears:

[•] death eaters
[•] enclosed spaces such as one underneath a bed
[•] people hating her
[•] giving her father a bad reputation
[•] failure in her dreams
[•] disappointing her father
[•] a life alone
[•] an early death
[•] the loss of her Firebolt – ‘that would be hell’

Goals in Life:

[×] to participate in the World Cup
[×] to take home the World Cup
[×] to make quidditch captain in her 7th year
[×] to swim in every body of saltwater
[×] make mom and daddy proud
[×] to play a game of quidditch in every country
[×] to learn to speak three different languages
[×] to make herself proud
[×] to get married and have kids

Bad Habits & Quirks:

[›] chewing her fingernails
[›] biting her sweatshirt strings
[›] worrying about the simplest things
[›] rereading her homework
[›] putting off her homework
[›] relies on her last name although she hates doing so
[›] acts too much like a boy some days
[›] curses a lot
[›] always moving some part of her body

Summary: he first thing that is quite recognizable with Krum’s only daughter is her determination. It’s part determination, part pig-headedness, something that was learned or picked up by genetics from her father. Lola isn’t the girl that is determined to go out and get ‘that boy’, but to go out and do her best. Life in general, but more specifically quidditch since it has been her one true passion ever since she can remember her first game. It’s a primal instinct in her that tells her to be better, to do better, and to achieve everything she’s ever wanted in life. If somebody sees a little extra ‘oomph’ in her step, get out of her way because this girl’s on a mission! Whatever she is determined to do, she’ll do it until it’s done and is done right. It isn’t that she’s a perfectionist, but it really annoys her when things are done sloppily.

Her confidence shines through with her determination, never really afraid of anything. When a fear is brought to her attention, the 6th year just shoves it deep inside a little compartment in the back of her brain so nobody else can see it. That compartment is under a thick lock and key. But even with her confidence and determination, she can appear shy and timid. Sometimes Lola is rather mouse like, trying to fit into the crowd, but that has to do with the way she was raised – people screaming her father’s name, people trying to get the best of Viktor Krum. As much as she has a thrill for large crowds, it was never fun when she was in the middle of them. Perhaps that is why she has a few for small spaces? Even though she appears shy, she really isn’t. Sure, sometimes there is no sarcastic remark back, but there is no fear on voicing her opinion. Sarcasm is her best friend. Some how the girl can always come up with an excellent come back, rather it’s with a friend or trying to beat down the hallway bully.

Lola Gisella Krum isn’t exactly a good girl, but she’s not one to get wasted or light up in the bathroom. Definitely not! To her, her body is a shrine, a temple, and there is no way she would ever want to pollute it! There are moments of being angelic and devilish, but then again, there are the mood swings. It just leaves her to be better rounded. She sees things, metaphorically, in black and white – good and bad, right and wrong. Just because that little tidbit is known doesn’t mean good/right is always picked. No matter what, good girl or bad, her sincerity and honesty are something that shines through. When somebody, stranger or friend, is feeling blue, she is always able to cheer him or her up some how. Of course, she has her fair share of witch moments, but everybody does. When somebody asks for her genuine opinion, she gives it. Sometimes the occasional white lie is fine for her to give, but most of her is genuine. Always count on her for a favor.


F A M I L Y B A C K G R O U N D.
Father’s Name: Viktor Krum
Mother’s Name: Meaghen MacCormack
Sibling’s Name: Jackson Krum (17), Matthew Krum (15)
History: Meaghen MacCormack belonged to one of Britain’s professional Quidditch teams. Viktor Krum, as everybody knows in the wizarding world, belonged to the Bulgarian team. It was a night full of sweat, tears, and blood – oh yeah, can’t forget the roaring crowd of fans supporting either team. Bulgaria was down by 75 points, they needed the snitch, and badly. MacCormack, the other seeker, had seen it, but so had the Bulgarian boy. Both sped off with quite impressive speed, racing toward the little gold ball with wings. Top speed, inches away – both of them collided into each other with massive force. Falling to the ground, the other players stopped, the crowd held in its breath, and the guy and girl landed at the ground. Viktor’s hand opening slowly, his fingers so tight in his hand they had left half-moons in his palm, the little golden ball rolled out from his gloved hand. Bulgaria had won, but both Meaghen and Viktor were left unconscious on the ground. With doctors all around, a special team brought in by Mungo’s, easily took them away with a magical wave of the wand back to the hospital. There, they began to be repaired and fixed. Meaghen had suffered several severely broken bones from the treacherous plummet and a couple of her teeth had been knocked out. Viktor had bones sticking out of his body, a broom handle through his arm, and blood from his ear.

They shared the same room after they were healed. It took some time though; even magic had its limits. Meaghen’s injuries were far less serious than her future husbands. They kept Viktor under for quite some time, so Meg only watched her opponent for the longest of times. However, her feelings toward him were not hatred, malice, or even spite. What pulsed through her body was a form of love – she was smitten with him, even though they hadn’t had an intellectual conversation with him. Her concern for him was overwhelming. When he finally awoke after 72 hours, he was still a little loopy from the potions, but his charm was as thick as his muscles were. Even with the minimal pain he bared through, the Krum charm was working it’s toll on Meg. However, this charm wasn’t an ‘I-just-like-flirting-with-pretty-girls’ charm, but an ‘I-think-I’m-in-love’ kind of thing. They had another week of bed rest, conversations furthered from more than a basic one, but they asked each other there dreams, there fantasies, every personal and intimate detail of their life. It was love through and through. After they were healed, both went back to playing quidditch in separate countries, only able to talk through owl. A few years later, Meaghen left the team and started painting again. Yes, this girl was quite an artist. In the next few months, she spent time looking for Viktor at every game. Until it was where they had first met, that same field, when he met her after the game, receiving her owl. From there on, they dated, Meaghen coming with him on the road. A year and two months later, Viktor proposed. Three months later, there was a huge wedding and a couple of months of down time in their new home in England.

A few years later, Meg became pregnant with their first child. With that news, Viktor played his final game, retiring to be with his family. The money he had earned, betting on himself and from the sport, would get them by for the time being and Meg’s paintings were rather famous in the British community. It was at St. Mungo’s where they witnessed the birth of their new son Jackson. Another year later, she was pregnant again. After another nine months, they witnessed another birth of their second child, a girl who they named Lola. At birth, the doctors were afraid that she had some sort of lung problem from the way that the newborn infant wasn’t screaming. Upon speculation, it just turned out that she was a quiet baby. Even through infancy, again from the collections of stories, she was a naturally quiet baby. Not really waking up at odd hours or crying for the sake of it. That was where her sincerity started first, perhaps. Her first word was ‘Dada’, even growing up to be a daddy’s girl, and her first real food was mashed pumpkins. Definitely not her favorite since she only ended up having it up on her front. Crawling seemed to come naturally, as if she were ready for the world and what it brought for her.

Another year later, Matthew, the last child, came into the picture. Lola can’t really remember anything about the birth – all that really came into her mind was that Matthew had been there the whole time in the dark, he just appeared out of no where. Of course, the Krum girl isn’t dense; she knows that a stork didn’t drop him off. However, when all of the Krum children were in the toddler stage, they were on brooms. Both parents’ quidditch stars, riding brooms seemed to come natural. In her mind, she was the best of them all. Soon after that, Krum began teaching his kids the art of quidditch. The only thing certain was that his little girl caught on straight away, enjoyed the practices, and was naturally good at it. He was proud. He kept teaching her long into adolescence. This didn’t allow her to have friends, or even go to a muggle school, but she was home-schooled. This girl knew how to dip, dive, and perform every position out there on that field. Her talent was being a seeker, just like mother and father. Her eyes were wide and quick to see change. By 10, she was a star, but that was when her letter from Hogwarts came. As much as her love for home was a strong bond, getting away would be great! Jackson had gotten his letter, it was only time until she had gotten hers. Not shedding a single tear at the Express, she took off onto a new adventure.

At Hogwarts, meeting her brother there, the 10-year-old got easily sorted into Gryffindor. She wasn’t quite familiar with the school, but she had read about it every time she put down a quidditch magazine. There, life turned out to be rather great. However, the new Gryffindor was royally pissed for not being able to join the Quidditch team yet! Still, her own practice sessions came through. Second year came by and her name was first on the trial list. Since her second year, Lola has been the seeker for the team. Into her teenage years, life seemed a lot more easier: making her own decisions was far better than listening to daddy dearest’s. Then again, this made her the independent young woman that she is today. The rainbow color of her mind had changed to black and white – wrong was wrong, and good was good. The Krum girl turned out all right, even though there’s going to be a daddy complex all her life, her bond stronger with her father than her mother. For the time being, Lola Krum is just trying to survive for one more year, hoping to make it as captain of the team. She’s getting through her classes, enjoying all the potions classes she can get, glad the O.W.L.s are behind her, and already trying to work up ambition to study for the N.E.W.T.s. Oh, goody.[/size]


R O L E P L A Y S A M P L E.