Nicknames: Lunacy
Birthdate: March, 5th, 1869
Current Age: 23 Years
Gender: Female, appears female
Occupation: Coroner
Reputation: 7 - weird job, working lady, weird family
Residence: South Bartonburg
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Wand: Thestral hair, 12inches, ebony, supple
Blood Status: Pureblood
Social Class: middle
Family:
Born to: Giovanni and Rosa Patzi
She had a twin sister Beatrice Patzi.
Adoptive Family: The vices and 'Aunt' Clara.
Appearance:
Luna is a pale, sallow young lady, in a way that might be fashionable if her hair was lighter. Her hair is long, dark, and rather thick. It is usually plaited, down her back in a rather simple style. She has large dark grey eyes, and is prone to vaguely owlish expressions.
Her clothing style is similarly plain and rather dark, as though she is still in mourning for her sister. Nothing especially flamboyant or exceptional. She is the picture of sedate and proper sanity. She is left handed. Her figure is petite and slim, waif like in it's proportions and build.
History:
----- Trigger warning: Murder and suicide ------
1869
Born to a family of Italian immigrants the twins Beatrice and Luna were fairly happy from age 0 to 7. They had a normal life as far as the children knew.
1876
It was around then that the madness that ran in Rosa Patzi's family came to light more obviously. At first her husband tried to manage the condition at home, with doctors and home nurses to keep his wife in some manner of dignified imprisonment but it quickly got out of hand, and she was sent to a sanitarium in London. She underwent electroshock therapy, which seemed to 'solve' her problems and she was released back to her family home. However, less than a week after her release she crucioed her husband to death and killed herself. Her horrified twin daughters watching as she threw herself from top landing of their home, tumbling down 3 floors to be dashed on the black and white tiled floor of the hall. The twins turned up at the door of a neighbours house to tell them that their parents were dead and they needed help.
1876-78
The twins maternal grandmother came to England to look after them, but 2 years later Beatrice followed her mother over the bannister of the upper landing. Presumably trying to imitate her mother's last acts. The site was too much for the old lady to bear and she promptly had a heart attack. It was for Luna to walk herself to a neighbour's house to tell them it had happened again. They were now fairly certain that that family - especially that girl was cursed.
1878
She was given over to the care of Clara Wakefield, and became known as 'Lunacy'.
1880
At 11 she received her Hogwarts letter and was dispatched to school, alongside her various 'sisters'. She was sorted into Ravenclaw. She was a solid if uninspired student, partially caused by the distraction of her 'dreams'. In her third year she started to have dreams of her sister Beatrice. It was the same dream every night, her sister, blood flowing from the wound in her skull, begging her sister to free her. That she was in hell, with their mother, and that they needed to be free.
She ignored the dreams, or at least did so the best she could, but they did keep her up at night. When she completed her education at Hogwarts she went off to be a healer, and although academically capable her bedside manner left a great deal to be desired. She now works for the department of magical law enforcment as a pathologist.
1888
Her first year of healer training her dreams were ruining her life, so frequent, so vivid that she couldn't stand it. Beatrice's face begging her for help, to free her from hell, repeating over and over 'When the violent soul departs the body, it drops to the wood of hell- what I was once alive, I am still dead. Save me.' She knew what she had to do, she knew she had to save her sister. To release her from hell. Luna knew what she had to do, to undertake her own harrowing to free her sister.
1890-1892
She had been mugged by a muggle at knife point, and an old homeless man in the slums of London who watched but did nothing to help. She escaped the interaction unscathed, the man running off stealing only an old ring of her mothers. The loss of the only thing she had of her mothers was a trigger. She returned to the scene later and conjured wasps that stung the old man to death. It appeared as a tragic accident. Beatrice's voice got closer, she got so close to saving her sister. It was only the beginning, 7 more deaths followed - working through each circle to the wood of hell, but there was no Beatrice, but the dreams stopped, she slept better than she had in years. For now.
Personality: Intense, quiet, calm, low-down crazy but very good at hiding it.
Other: A black cat called Virgil.
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