4439: Hollowed Remus Lupin - Librina Halle
Title: Hollowed Remus Lupin
Perpetrator: DarlingImaWriter
Sue-O-Meter: Bad (There is only one real chapter up. I want to be nice and say the rating will change and get better, but I think the story is likely to get worse.)
Cover/Banner Art: I believe it is supposed to be the OC. I think the writer put something over the image, yet I can’t make out what it is.
Summary: “Librina Halle has lived an unusual life of bouncing from house to house growing up. Her mother dead and her father off Merlin knows where has left her with relative after relative, all giving up on the little girl. Now a teenager the witch must deal with her the pressure to perform and the curious gaze of one Remus Lupin.”
Full Name: Librina Halle (Yesterday’s Sue had Halle as a first name.)
Species: She’s a woobie.
Hair: She uses a potion to stop her hair from frizzing.
Eyes: n/a
Markings: n/a
Possessions: “The floor length mirror in Librina’s room had photographs stuck into the corners of it and a Christmas garland she stole from the tree that hung over the top of the gold framed mirror.” She has an alarm clock, “a vase full of dead flowers and a cigar box full of letters and photographs”, plus a pair of mary janes. She wears a maroon dress.
Connection to Canon: The first part is letting us know about how she keeps moving from place only to be briefly interrupted by strange occurrences. Her latest home is a place everything has to be perfect. She arrives and Regulus comments about her flare for the dramatic and she says, “I’ll have you know all the Halle’s are dramatic, we are French after all.” Okay, no. The rest is about her sending her owl Honey with letters to Sirius and it coming back.
Origin: The first chapter is painfully short and says, “Librina was an overachiever, an actress, A drama quen and most importantly, unknown.” The writer claims this is simply because people don’t know the real her.
Special Abilities: She’s got a tragic backstory which really isn’t important to the story.
Notes: I’m not understanding why the Sue is moving around as much as she does. The writer simply chalks it up to her being “a troublesome young girl” yyet doesn’t build on this at all.
Sample:
There are roughly three different homes that Librina Halle grew up in from the first week she was born all the way to her eleventh birthday. Three different homes, filled with different rules, layouts, and people. She never got too comfortable with her surroundings after she was abruptly moved in the middle of the night at six. By the time she was sixteen, it went from three to four to five and six, just about after every year of school ended she'd be shipped off to a new relative or family friend who was just as weird and crazy as the last.
After her fourth move, she ran out of family members to stay with, having to resort to seeking shelter with her deceased mother's friends which weren't nearly as fun as riding on her uncle Jamie's back or having her Aunt Amelie take the young girl to work with her. But alas, they all either died or began to have kids of their own and had no time for a troublesome young girl, especially once she hit puberty and began to become an even bigger problem.
Librina can list off the oddest experiences off the top of her head, the one time a year her family escorts her to her mother's grave (it's still weird for her to pretend to mourn over someone she never knew) or when she awoke one morning to one of her aunt purposefully burning down the house simply to piss off her cheating husband. But the strangest of occurrences kept happening every time she stepped foot into Cygnus and Druella Black's home with her trunk in tow and the house elf's racing around to keep the palace spotless.
There were short instances in her life that she truly felt at home in a place, her uncle Jamie's beachside cottage to this day remained the one place Librina could think of when someone even brought up the word home. But never once did the Black's South Kensington townhouse feel like one. It felt like the place sane people went to drown, the spotless white marble floors reflecting the black paneled walls and the large crystal chandeliers with their floating wax candles.
One might stop to think it could be featured in one of those muggle magazines, but then you'd look really hard and see that the house elf's running the townhouse would be beaten, bruises littering their skin and every bone in their body prominent due to lack of food. You'd see the haunting family portrait that lacked emotion and left goosebumps on your arms. Perhaps you'd see every little crack in the perfectly manicured facade that was Cygnus and Druella's home, or perhaps you'd see the girl that was usually situated in the tiny attic bedroom despite there being plenty of vacant rooms downstairs, the one who hid muggle books and records under her bed and had to tip her head a bit downwards whenever she stood to her full height in the room.
Perpetrator: DarlingImaWriter
Sue-O-Meter: Bad (There is only one real chapter up. I want to be nice and say the rating will change and get better, but I think the story is likely to get worse.)
Cover/Banner Art: I believe it is supposed to be the OC. I think the writer put something over the image, yet I can’t make out what it is.
Summary: “Librina Halle has lived an unusual life of bouncing from house to house growing up. Her mother dead and her father off Merlin knows where has left her with relative after relative, all giving up on the little girl. Now a teenager the witch must deal with her the pressure to perform and the curious gaze of one Remus Lupin.”
Full Name: Librina Halle (Yesterday’s Sue had Halle as a first name.)
Species: She’s a woobie.
Hair: She uses a potion to stop her hair from frizzing.
Eyes: n/a
Markings: n/a
Possessions: “The floor length mirror in Librina’s room had photographs stuck into the corners of it and a Christmas garland she stole from the tree that hung over the top of the gold framed mirror.” She has an alarm clock, “a vase full of dead flowers and a cigar box full of letters and photographs”, plus a pair of mary janes. She wears a maroon dress.
Connection to Canon: The first part is letting us know about how she keeps moving from place only to be briefly interrupted by strange occurrences. Her latest home is a place everything has to be perfect. She arrives and Regulus comments about her flare for the dramatic and she says, “I’ll have you know all the Halle’s are dramatic, we are French after all.” Okay, no. The rest is about her sending her owl Honey with letters to Sirius and it coming back.
Origin: The first chapter is painfully short and says, “Librina was an overachiever, an actress, A drama quen and most importantly, unknown.” The writer claims this is simply because people don’t know the real her.
Special Abilities: She’s got a tragic backstory which really isn’t important to the story.
Notes: I’m not understanding why the Sue is moving around as much as she does. The writer simply chalks it up to her being “a troublesome young girl” yyet doesn’t build on this at all.
Sample:
There are roughly three different homes that Librina Halle grew up in from the first week she was born all the way to her eleventh birthday. Three different homes, filled with different rules, layouts, and people. She never got too comfortable with her surroundings after she was abruptly moved in the middle of the night at six. By the time she was sixteen, it went from three to four to five and six, just about after every year of school ended she'd be shipped off to a new relative or family friend who was just as weird and crazy as the last.
After her fourth move, she ran out of family members to stay with, having to resort to seeking shelter with her deceased mother's friends which weren't nearly as fun as riding on her uncle Jamie's back or having her Aunt Amelie take the young girl to work with her. But alas, they all either died or began to have kids of their own and had no time for a troublesome young girl, especially once she hit puberty and began to become an even bigger problem.
Librina can list off the oddest experiences off the top of her head, the one time a year her family escorts her to her mother's grave (it's still weird for her to pretend to mourn over someone she never knew) or when she awoke one morning to one of her aunt purposefully burning down the house simply to piss off her cheating husband. But the strangest of occurrences kept happening every time she stepped foot into Cygnus and Druella Black's home with her trunk in tow and the house elf's racing around to keep the palace spotless.
There were short instances in her life that she truly felt at home in a place, her uncle Jamie's beachside cottage to this day remained the one place Librina could think of when someone even brought up the word home. But never once did the Black's South Kensington townhouse feel like one. It felt like the place sane people went to drown, the spotless white marble floors reflecting the black paneled walls and the large crystal chandeliers with their floating wax candles.
One might stop to think it could be featured in one of those muggle magazines, but then you'd look really hard and see that the house elf's running the townhouse would be beaten, bruises littering their skin and every bone in their body prominent due to lack of food. You'd see the haunting family portrait that lacked emotion and left goosebumps on your arms. Perhaps you'd see every little crack in the perfectly manicured facade that was Cygnus and Druella's home, or perhaps you'd see the girl that was usually situated in the tiny attic bedroom despite there being plenty of vacant rooms downstairs, the one who hid muggle books and records under her bed and had to tip her head a bit downwards whenever she stood to her full height in the room.