Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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โI know where I'm going. Trust me..โ
ABOUT ME๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐: Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus
๐๐๐๐๐: Slytherin
๐๐๐: 11
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐: Half-Blood
๐๐๐๐: 22.6 cm, cherry wood, unicorn hair
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐: First Year
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Unknown until sixth year
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Human
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: English, French, Arabic, Latin, Greek
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: English
๐๐๐๐: Bristol, England
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: October 31, 2014
๐๐๐๐๐๐:Genderfluid* Female
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: They/them*, He/Him*, She/her
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: Bisexual*
* Not realised until later.
Upcoming first year (2026/2027)
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21.6.16
- (Undergoing construction as I figure out what I'm doing... )
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."
Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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โฆ half-blood โฆ first year โฆ slytherin โฆ 2026/2027 โฆ
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๐ทydia is a cheerful, somewhat precocious and forthright eleven-year-old with straight dark brown/black hair and dark eyes. She has light brown skin, which darkens in summer, though she can look pale if she has spent all summer inside reading.
She is taller than most of her classmates due to an early growth spurt, and has knobbly, perpetually scuffed knees from a habit of running around competitively in sport.
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โ Come on, it has to do something interesting, otherwise they wouldn't have hid it away like that.โ
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๐ทydia has been called โa pleasure to have in classโ by her Muggle teachers. Very ambitious, with high standards for excellence and a tendency toward perfectionism, Lydia naturally takes charge of things. She has a love for animals, astronomy, language, and magical sports. She particularly likes to discover hidden secrets.
teacherโs pet in class โข rule-breaker in corridors โข ruthless on the pitch
She will likely be the first one to break any 'dangerous' rule if it lets her see some new magical wonder, though in class she has a tendency to be a teacherโs pet. She likes to befriend others easily, and especially to collect those on the outside of things who look like they could do with someone to stand up for them.
She can be particularly ruthless in competition, however, especially when it comes to sport or academics. She's eager to get outside and climb trees and make forts and the adults call her a bit of a 'tomboy' -- which she is proud to be.
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๐ท๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ โฆ 22,6 cmโฆ
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Reducio Cherry is a very rare wand wood that creates wands of strange power, which are highly valued by the wizarding students of Mahoutokoro, where those who own cherry wands are held in high esteem. A Western wand-purchaser should dispel any notion from their mind that the pink blooming cherry makes for a frivolous or merely ornamental wand, as cherry wood often makes for wands that possess truly lethal power no matter the core. If paired with a core of dragon heartstring however, the wand should never to be teamed with a wizard without exceptional self-control and strength of mind. Wand Choice: Users of this wand tend to seek power in terms of force or might rather than cleverness or luck. Flavor: Very rare and often makes for a wand with destructive power. It is often paired with a core that reflects this.
Reducio Unicorn Tail Hair is renown as a wand core that produces the most consistent magic and is the least subject to fluctuations and blockages when casting spells. Considered to be extremely loyal and moralistic. Wands from Unicorn Hair are the most faithful of wands and renown for being the most difficult to be turned to the Dark Arts. As a core Unicorn Hair, while it makes for steady, reliable wands, does not produce the most powerful magic unless the wood compensates for this weak point. They are prone to being melancholic if mishandled and wands produced from Unicorn Hair can even go so far as to stop working entirely if their owner dies, provided they have been paired with a wand wood of that inclination. It's one of the most common wand cores and used by Wandmaker Garrick Ollivander. Effect: โข Casting spells with this wand reduces the critical failure range of the user by 2. โข Dark spells have a 30% chance to rebound on the caster. |
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Unicorn Hair
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."
Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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W I S D O MS T R E N G T H
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A C C U R A C YA R C A N E P O W E R
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Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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first magic โฆ biography โฆ pre-Hogwarts life
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๐ญorn to witch Gabriella Dedalus and Muggle-born Yusef FitzHarrow in Bristol, England, Lydia spent most of her early years with her father, as her impressive witch mother was out travelling the world in her job in the field of cryptozoological research.
She therefore did not grow up with much magic, but she and her twin brother, Alexander Avicenna Dedalus, know something of the magical world from what their father taught them.
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From the Private and Personal Diary of Yusef FitzHarrow -
When we met we were seventeen. There's a whole lifetime to go go when you're that age. Though at the time it feels like you're racing through life. She was beautiful then, as she is now. Tall and graceful in that way that all the Beauxbatonees had, but with a wicked and filthy sense of humour that she only let the most lucky of us see. I wasn't in her inner circle then; not when she arrived, not when she left. We spent precious years hating one another.
Even then I loved her. How could I not? She was brilliant. All she had to say was 'bonjour, chรฉrie' and we'd be dumbstruck -- her classmates, our younger professors, Madam Pince! She had a talent. And it wasn't her beauty, though she had that of course. She wore it like a raincoat -practical, only there to keep her dry when it showers so that she could get onto the important things, her real focus -- whatever that was at the time.
I think it was the allergy that started it. Like my Father, I have a bit of a sensitive nose when it comes to feathers. It was maybe a fair spring -- and the pollen I had to contend with was quite enough, thank you. She was striding quite willingly through the castle with a plump speckled hen tucked under each arm. I met her first without looking -- face, stupidly I admit - in one of the Nicomathean Puzzlebooks I'd managed to get a facsimile of from the library. It was teenage hubris, of course, but I had been fairly certain I'd be able to solve the ancient mystery on the walk from Ravenclaw Tower to Arithmancy. Her hubris then, was basilisk shaped. She'd transfigured chickens and tried to get them to lay eggs without much luck, so she'd been into Hogsmeade and haggled one of her family heirlooms for some real ones with a farmer she'd met in the Hog's Head.
Inevitably, we collided. In a cloud of feathers and squawking I was struck. Quite undignifiedly, we fell.
"You," she growled, two weeks later when she saw me making an effortless draught of peace while hers was frothing a warning yellow. So it goes without saying, we had our difficulties.
It wasn't until adulthood, with all the (alleged) maturity that comes with later life that we put aside our differences. She: A regular feature in the world of celebrity cryptozoology. I: a lonely insomniac intern in a difficult job which I could tell no one about. She was drunk already, or flushed with life -- you can never quite tell with Gabriella.
"FitzHarrow," she'd said, cool as ever. I hadn't realised she'd even remembered my name.
"Dedalus," I'd answered, frankly happy to have something to do other than stare moodily into the weak grimy remnants of my drink.
"Do you remember sixth year? The red cap incident?"
"How could I forget," I had said, thinking of the time our hapless Care of Magical Creatures professor had forced an unlucky few of us to chase some dratted things around the grounds and castle after they'd got loose.
"Well, man. Look sharp," she'd said, grabbing my hand. "There's a particularly nasty Grindylow behind me and I'd like to get away."
I'd craned over a shoulder to get a glimpse of the Grindylow, or rather 'Grindylow' but she'd grabbed my jaw and turned my gaze to fix on hers.
"Where would you go if you could go anywhere?" She said.
'Um," I said.
She slapped me lightly on the cheek. "No time. Grindylow, remember? Hop to it. Think about it," she demanded, eyes dark and laughing. " Say the first thing that comes into your head."
I was drunk then, if not on firewhisky then on something else, even more potent and bad for the liver. "Annstead Links," I breathed. "The beach at Annstead."
She'd let me go, and nodded. Then dragged me up and out into the dark lamplit street and tucked her arm within mine.
"Yusef," she'd said, looking up at me with that smile that said she'd won something, the one that would mean that she'd beat me in Transfiguration or a Duel and I'd be sulking for a month. "Take me there," she said.
"Okay," I said, and I did.
I kissed her there for the first time amongst the sand dunes where my brothers and I used to pretend to build forts and play Knights. Then I took her home.
I didn't see her after that night for three years. I read the papers, which had grinning photos of her sent all the way from Tibet with her arm around a dragon or some other insanely dangerous and hard to find beast.
There was a chance that she'd never come back. That we'd be comets flashing in the dark. She always has, though. That's the way it would always be for us, and I made my choice at seventeen.
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๐ญefore Hogwarts, Lydia and her brother Alexander were raised in the Bristol muggle community. Their father Yusef, due to his job, was always very mysterious, as he'd come back at strange hours sometimes and could never talk about the 'accidents' he had.
Very intelligent, Yusef made sure Lydia and Alex were brought up loving knowledge, history, languages and the sciences. Quiet, though warm and loving, he was less demonstrative in his affections than Gabriella, whenever she returned from far flung places gifting them strange treasures and whirling them around with hugs and kisses.
Still, he could always be counted on making sure they had whatever they needed, being a calm, rational ear, and making them his special hot chocolate (secret ingredient= cinnamon) and giving them a puzzle to solve whenever they were upset.
Yusef taught them a little bit about the magic world, so that they wouldn't miss out or be surprised when their letter from Hogwarts came, though he was sure to leave some of the greater mysteries so that they could be explored by them on their own. Doing this, he fostered the same insatiable curiosity that he and his wife share.
Yusef FitzHarrow teaching Alex and Lydia how to fly in the garden at Dedalus House
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๐hen Lydia was four, her pet tabby cat Gil(gamesh) turned a violent shade of pink, along with all the furniture, carpet, and walls. Even her aunt's hair wasn't safe!
Her magic was so strong that it took a while even for her father and aunts to turn the poor cat back to his natural shade. Her family never bought her anything pink again, to Gilgamesh's relief.
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Here's a memory I can remember quite well. No need for a pensieve or any of those fancy things Father keeps locked away in his office.
It was summer. I remember because the light outside was bright and warm and Father was finding it difficult to make Alex go outside and enjoy the sunshine (he always had a head in his books, even then) and more difficult, if possible, to get me to come in!
We were at home in the Bristol house upstairs where we had to share a room because Aunt Cylla, Aunt Ariadne and our cousins had come to stay. It would have been fine if it was just Alex and me -- we would have been able to plot! We were planning ways to annoy our older cousins. We couldn't do it while we were in the same room.
Aunt Cylla and Aunt Ariadne used to give us gifts. Aunt Cylla's were boring -- things like extra coats and socks or perfumes. Aunt Ariadne's were awful! And that year, Mum wasn't there to tell her that we didn't want her stupid presents, so we had to act polite and say yes thank you. Dad's always too polite to those two even though they hate him...
Aunt Ariadne bought a great present for Alex that year -- a magical little model train with lots of little model villages and trees that you could put in your room and it would build little tracks and villages on its own around your room -- that was wicked! I wanted to play with it but Alex wouldn't let me -- he said I would break it. I was annoyed.
I hoped Aunt Ariadne would get me my own -- maybe even better! But when I opened my gift it was a box full of ugly pink hair bows which would tie themselves. I told Dad that I didn't want them but he made me thank her and try them on. I was very young and had a bit of a tantrum, and Dad was telling me not to fuss, and I wanted Mum to be there, and Alex was acting smug over his stupid model train and so when Aunt Cylla tried to put a bow in my hair I shouted.
"I. Hate. PINK!"
And then all the carpets, all the fancy wallpaper and my chest of drawers and bedset and everything was all this bright horrible shade of pink. Even Aunt Cylla's hair! A bright pink bob! Though she immediately fixed it with her own magic. Poor Gil had been sleeping on my bed at the time and he was as pink as all the rest. He woke up with a start and started yowling when he saw his own little pink paws.
While they were all excited about my magic and me being a witch, I sneaked away and put those awful bows in the bin!
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."
Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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๐๐ฅ๐ข ๐๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ข โ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ฐโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars. โPER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA
It is said that Othello was written to depict Simon Othello Dedalus, a contemporary of the magical bard William Shakespeare, and whom, it is rumoured, he was obsessed with.
A young cousin of the family, whose branch settled in Ireland in the early fifteenth century was also a great friend of James Joyce, the famed Irish writer. He appears as a major character in two of his most-renowned works, Ulysses, and Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. Joyce, it seemed, was a powerful wizard in his own right.
Ariadne Dedalus (left) and Cylla Dedalus (right)
Younger sisters of Gabriella Dedalus and Lydia and Alex's aunts.
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Brie โฆ Gilgamesh โฆ Jonno
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."
Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."
Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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Complete:,In progress:,Abandoned:
pre-Hogwarts
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first year
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second year
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third year
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
fourth year
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
fifth year
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
sixth year
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
seventh year
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
post-Hogwarts
โขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโขโข
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Lydia Ambrosia Dedalus | First Year | Slytherin
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PER LABYRINTHUM, AD ASTRA โโThrough the Maze, Toward the Stars."