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19e4c450696ffee aka Lirael Abrasia Sparks is a half-blood witch. She wields a 10¾" Birch, Unicorn Hair wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat. Her favorite Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and her favorite Harry Potter character is Peeves..

About Me

The descent into madness is a horrible thing.


When she was younger, Lirael Abrasia Sparks thrived to learn all she could, to figure out what was needed to know. As she grew, things became harder to divulge, secrets turned strange. Her family kept them, and she attempted to set them free.

The child lived in a small manor, with her half-blood parents, resting in the middle of greatness and terror. She knew about blood purity, she knew about Muggle rights, but she never understood. Her parents stayed neutral, somehow managing to live through fights. And then there was she, not sure of which way to go.

Then her parents died, and darkness settled in. They had brought it unto themselves, always staying in the middle, but never ended up warning the child of her obvious fate. Death, for one could not always stay along the narrow line between good and evil.

She met her first friend, at Hogwarts, finally arriving once her letter came, though the transition was difficult. Extra food wormed its way under her bed, lies were spun, and she never showed up for classes. On one of her 'outings', Lirael met Ashery- her future Mistress.

Nothing is remembered from before they met, though constantly she speaks the names of those she met, unaware of what they mean. Max, Justin, Vanessah, Nagini...

Though she is the favorite, Lirael has been tortured before, and by the cause of living with the insane, her mind is slowly slipping away.


Lirael has thick brown hair, pin straight and frustrating, similar to her deep brown eyes. An average look for an average child, with similarly normal stature. Not of high height, not of low. She is often overlooked, though there is a strange feature she happens to have. A birthmark is visible beneath her left eye, shaped like a flower petal, and flushed in color. It is her only special item. The girl adores it. She now has, upon the palm of her right hand, her name, inscribed by a magic quill.