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Name — Jay Valkyrie ✦ House — Slytherin ✦ Year — One ✦ Species — Human ✦ Pet — Ferret ✦ Ability — Metamorphmagus ✦ Outfit — ✦ Speaking — English ✦ #556b5d
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Location — Trophy Room ✦Time — Friday Afternoon, Mid November


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Jay had never been to the Trophy room but now that she was here she could tell the whole thing was incredibly fragile. One wrong move and the whole thing might collapse. At least that's what it looked like.

The reason Jay was here was to look for any trophies from Sunny's time here at Hogwarts. For some reason, even though her mum was ignoring her at the moment Jay wanted to find out more about her, her past and her life at Hogwarts and it wasn't something she talked about often and now Jay couldn't even aske her about it.

As she walked through the trophy room she saw lots of trophies for many different things, the glass glittering in the firelight that shone from the hearth and reflecting off the polished silver and gold. Some of the medals or awards were so clean Jay could see herself reflected clearly in them as they shimmered and sparkled.

Jay hated her reflection. She hated her messy hair, she hated her freckles, she hated her nose piercing, she hated her brown eyes, she hated the blonde she hated everything!

Her body seemed to change almost immediately back to her first year body, her brown and pink hair, pale skin and untouched face. She still felt gross, useless, unworthy.

Its just what he says talking, calm down ok? Ok just breathe you need to breathe Jay. FOR FUCKS SAKE WHY CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!?

With a sharp intake of breath her body faded back to normal, messy blonde short hair, freckles, brown eyes everything. No matter what she did she hated it. Everything she hated it all ALL OF IT ALL OF IT ALL OF IT!

WHY CAN'T I BE CONTENT WITH WHAT I HAVE?! WHY? WHY DO I HAVE TO BE SO STUPID AND UNDESERVING! I SUCK AT THIS, I CAN'T EVEN LIKE MYSELF SO HOW CAN OTHERS EVEN LIKE ME??! WHAT THE FUCK IS MY PROBLEM!?

Jay leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, sinking down to the floor in pain that she couldn't feel. Scrunching up her face as she tried to stop tears flowing out of her tired and emotionless eyes that she hadn't rested in days. She needed sleep and something to take her mind off of the real world. Anything. Anything at all that could help her fix her mind, make it go back to the way it was when nothing was wrong.

When her mum still loved her

When she still had friends

When her dad was still far away on the other side of the world

But guess what? Reality fucking HURTS! And I was too immature, naive and STUPID to even think about how hard I could fall... Everything has gone to shit and I'm too weak and afraid to do anything about it. How the fuck is someone like me meant to survive this place if I can't even learn to control my emotions? After all its my fault that it's like this. ITS ALL MY FAULT!!!

Jay felt ready to vomit as her mind span and went into a spiral of dark thoughts about herself and everything she was doing wrong.

The fireplace radiated a very uncomfortable heat as Jay tried to calm her mind, breathing slowly but deeply as her heart slowed down to a reasonable pace and her mind seemed to give her mercy, slowing down and pausing to let her breathe.

She stood up slowly, trying to shove her feelings down as far as they would go and brushing herself off as she rose to her feet. Her legs slightly shaky but still she could stand relatively well enough to notice that this room wasn't exactly secluded and anyone could walk in right then and there to see Jay looking like she had lost a battle with a street cat.

That would be really pathetic wouldn't it? Me verses a street cat and I end up in the dirt... how stupid

She thought bitterly, wiping her eyes and fixing up her hair in the reflection of the clean glass, her boots making a soft tapping noise as she bounced her foot quickly. A nervous habit she had developed recently, she would bounce her leg, her foot bite her nails or pick at them, anything she could do to fidget in the stillness of time was becoming a bad habit of late.

Once her hair sat nicely on her head and her eyes showed no signs of tears she sat back on the floor, sighing softly as the chattering in her mind slowly subsided as it was pushed down to where she couldn't hear it and where it wouldn't bother her for the next few hours.

Trying to distract herself, Jay resumed looking through the trophies for her mum's name when she saw something else quite interesting.

There was an old, moving, black and white photo showing her mum, her wavy brown hair and bright smile still intact. Jay smiled bitterly at the sight of her mums smile. Something she hadn’t seen in over a year and would kill to see again. The last time she had seen it was right before she entered Kings Cross for the first time to go to Hogwarts for her first year.

In the photo there and someone else, a girl Sunny’s age, Sunny had her arm around the girl and the other girl was ruffling her hair like they were best friends. Jay read the faded old names at the bottom of the frame.

Sunny Valkyrie and Quinn Starr. Slytherin and Hufflepuff Quidditch Captains. Seventh Year

The year was too faded to see but Jay was more interested in who this Quinn Starr was, looking closer Jay saw that Quinn was a Slytherin like her.

Sunny had never mentioned anyone named Quinn Starr before, nor had Jay found anything of anyone who looked like Quinn from her mums old picture books.

Quinn had long wavy hair that seemed to be red or brown but Jay couldn’t tell, she seemed to have a cold face, you can only the soft hit of a smile but once you looked closer, you could see her eyes smiling for her lips. They twinkled even through the photo, her hand messing up her fellow schoolmates hair as if she was Sunny’s anchor.

Jay could imagine Quinn stopping Sunny from getting into all kinds of trouble, or maybe she joined in, how would Jay know? After all she had no idea who Quinn was.

A Hufflepuff and a Slytherin huh? Not the most normal of friendships for sure but you never really know do you?

Jay stood up and touched the glass softly, as if it would break beneath her feather light touch.

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Stats — Sta ✦ 5 | Eva ✦ 7 | Str ✦ 4 | Wis ✦ 3 | Arc ✦ 6 | Acc ✦ 5

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OOC Notes — So Jay is like already heightened and ready to fight. There is a LOT of lore behind this lol

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“I’m not about to do whatever you tell me just to protect your ego.”
— Jay Valkyrie

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The trophy room was one of the places first-year Ophelia had never visited. In fact, until the last days of that year, she didn't know it even existed; rarely did she hear people talk about it, and rarely did she see people walk inside of it. In her second year, though, curiosity took the best of her. She wanted to know what kind of trophies there were, what kind of pictures, from which years. Maybe she even saw pictures of any of the professors from when they were Hogwarts students.

Walking inside the trophy room, Ophelia saw a familiar figure of a girl she'd met in her first year quite a few times. Jay. The girl looked... distressed, angry and sad and frustrated, all at the same time. Ophelia didn't know if it would be a good time to go and talk to the girl, ask if something was wrong, and maybe try and comfort her? She had had interactions with Jay before, but they didn't have long, deep talks to the point where they knew each other's preferences and personalities in different situations; the situations they were often in together were happy, exciting, or dumb ones, not angry and sad ones. Due to that, Lia didn't know if she should approach the blonde, but perhaps having a friend, or acquaintance, whatever they were to each other, when feeling like that could help?

With those thoughts, Lia walked over to Jay and tapped her shoulder, "hey," she said softly, a small smile on her face to lighten the mood up, "you okay?" She asked, deciding not to comment on the emotions she could feel from Jay; deciding not to assume something that wasn't right and risk losing a friend.

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Last edited by Ophelia Vanderbilt on 27 Aug 2026, 11:20, edited 1 time in total.

i knew who i was this morning, but i've changed a few times since then
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Location — Trophy Room ✦Time — Friday Afternoon, Mid November


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Jay froze almost immediately when she heard someone speak, there was someone here and someone had seen her someone had seen her cry and she didn’t need that.

The voice sounded vaguely familiar, as if she had heard it before at least a few times, maybe in class or having a discussion in the library.

But still, Jay didn’t need another person pitying her on top of everything else going on, she didn’t need anyone else to feel sorry for her, or even have to bother with her problems.

Standing up almost immediately, Jay wiped her face, trying not to smudge her eyeliner as she did so and looked up at whoever had spoken to her with that pitying tone.

Why do people always have to meddle in my life?! I DONT NEED THEIR HELP I DONT FUCKING DESERVE IT!

Ophelia. Ophelia Vanderbilt. Jay had met her in the library a while ago where Jay hadn’t been at her best and had yelled. A lot.

Now that she was thinking about her attitude she wanted to say sorry but decided it was too late for that. It would just sound awkward and weird.

They had seen each other again when they had been in a group for the Pride Parade where they had built a boat together with Dahlia and Denisse last year but Jay hadn’t interacted with her at all ever since.

She had been meaning to talk to her or send an owl when she had time but Jay had been drowning in her thoughts recently and hadn’t had the capacity to do anything except classes. She had to be dragged out of bed by her roommates every day to do homework at the moment, she also didn’t have the energy to talk to anyone.

Jay had often seen the Gryffindor wandering around the halls or in the library but that was it. Jay wondered why, of all times she had to show up now. At the time where Jay didn’t want anyone around.

“I’m fine” she muttered quietly, looking back at the glass case and the photo of her mum and this Quinn person “leave me alone”

Jay sat back down, her back on the glass case and closed her eyes, letting the warmth of the fire heat up her face until she wanted to rip her face off, Jay hated the feeling but stayed there and let the horrid feeling sink into her skin, her face twisting slightly in discomfort at the heat.

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OOC Notes — SO SORRY ABT THE LATE REPLY!!

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My shop:
The Garden Of Forgotten Dreams

“I’m not about to do whatever you tell me just to protect your ego.”
— Jay Valkyrie

My shop: The Garden Of Forgotten Dreams✦━━━━━━✦━━━━━━✦ “I’m not about to do whatever you tell me just to protect your ego.”

Home and Not Home PV: Ophelia Vanderbilt
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Ophelia was unsure about how to proceed. Should she just leave the blonde alone? Or could she stay and not do anything that the other girl would find particularly threatening? What would those things be, though? She didn't have enough time to make a mental list about everything people who were feeling down wanted or didn't want to hear, now, did she? They weren't exactly the bestest friends, but she could still be there for the girl, even if it was them just sitting in an uncomfortably quiet trophy room filled with medals and goblets.

Jay sat down, but Ophelia stayed standing up and walked around the trophy room, looking at the names of people who'd won something before she came to Hogwarts; before she knew this world even existed. She remembered how her 10-year-old self had started to stop believing in magic because so many people near her were leaving her. She remembered getting sad at magical cartoons with unicorns and princesses with magic wands in them because she couldn't have such things. And now, she was basically living in a world that was filled with unicorns and people with wands, her being one of those people.

"Been so long since we last saw each other," she said, loud enough for Jay to hear her. It'd been a couple months, but given the amount of times they'd seen each other last year, one could say it'd been a long time.

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As Jay sat there, she noticed Ophelia moving around the room slowly, looking at the names on the plaques, the people who had won things before their time and Jay's eyes flicked back to the photo of Sunny and Quinn and stared at it as if the smiling faces might reveal what she wanted to know but they just kept on moving, hugging like there was noting wrong with the world.

Quinn Starr, Quinn Starr, Quinn Starr, where have I heard that name before?

Wracking her brain for the memory of that name, Jay looked around at the rest of the trophies. Jay saw Quinn's name pop up a few more times for things like Quidditch and academic awards but nothing else came to mind. Even though Jay had already spent a year at Hogwarts this was her first time in the Trophy Room, so she couldn't have seen Quinn's name in here before.

Maybe a book of some sort? It could have been when I was researching Aurors a few months ago before school ended...

Now that she was thinking about it, Starr had been one of the names in the book as well as a few other people with the last name Starr from different generations. Thinking about who she knew that were purebloods she settled on her room mate, Skylar might know a little bit about it if Starr was an old family, and if Starr was an old family or even just a pureblood family, why would someone like Quinn be friends with Sunny? A muggle born who was very proud of her heritage?

Jay remembered Sunny telling her to never let the fact she was a halfblood give people reason to treat her badly and that no matter what happened to be proud of it. Sunny had always been proud to come from a muggle family, even if that family were quite horrible Sunny had never denied where she came from and neither would Jay.

So why would Quinn be friends with Sunny if that was the case?

"Been so long since we last saw each other," Ophelia said, shocking Jay out of her thoughts quickly. It hadn't been that long really. It had certainly felt like it for Jay.

She had been stuck with her dad for weeks on end and it felt like forever for her since she never really went anywhere because she wasn’t allowed and didn’t know her way around the place well enough.

Jay had set something on fire though. That had been fun.

When she got back to London she had gone to the beach with some friends for two days but then she was back to being stuck in a never ending time loop that seemed to make everything stretch for hours longer then it needed to be.

”Yeah, it certainly feels like it huh?” she answered with a bitter chuckle ”I really do think that it’s just that I was doing boring things for the main part of the holidays though, not that it was really that long ago” she sighed, standing up and moving closer to the glass and towards her mothers smiling face ”Then again it might have been boring because no one tried to help”

Jay had been feeling a bit bitter towards her friends for not owling her all summer, nor even asking what was wrong when she was down. Of course she couldn’t expect everyone to have a high emotional maturity but they could do the bare minimum and just ask. It really would have helped but it took this long for one person to ask. One person. She had gotten a ‘you look like shit’ from one person and someone trying to punch her because Jay looked at her wrong.

It was really upsetting. It hurt. It really fucking hurt.

It was like someone had stabbed her and then dug the knife in just to show how stupid and weak she was. Her lip quivered a bit and she closed her eyes, forcing the tears to say in her eyes and not spill out onto her face like they wanted to.

Breathing out a shaky sigh, Jay opened her eyes again and stared right into the face of her mum and flinched a little before moving away to look for more things for Quinn.
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Stats — Sta ✦ 5 | Eva ✦ 7 | Str ✦ 4 | Wis ✦ 3 | Arc ✦ 6 | Acc ✦ 5

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My shop:
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“I’m not about to do whatever you tell me just to protect your ego.”
— Jay Valkyrie

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My shop: The Garden Of Forgotten Dreams✦━━━━━━✦━━━━━━✦ “I’m not about to do whatever you tell me just to protect your ego.”

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As the only magical person in her family, Ophelia had come to realize that the adoration her younger brother had felt toward her had already become less after a year. She remembered that he'd been so excited, asking her lots and lots of times to do something with her wand when she visited them at home, but those conversations always ended in disappointment for both parties; Ilia being upset that Lia wasn't allowed to do underage magic outside of school, and Lia being unhappy because she'd let her younger sibling down.

She'd felt bad the whole summer, but now, back at Hogwarts, she felt all the disappointment go away in a few seconds. She had friends here that she was close with, and acquaintances she'd met once or twice who had left a good impression on her, and she hoped she'd done so, as well. Jay Valkyrie was one of those acquaintances, and Lia was glad they met again this year. She noticed Jay was looking at a specific picture the whole time, seemingly not being able to take her eyes off of it. With hesitation, Ophelia walked up to the other girl and looked at the same photo. Quinn Starr and Sunny Valkyrie. Was Sunny related to Jay? Ophelia chose not to ask, seeing the not-so-happy expression of the girl. Instead, she asked about Jay's earlier statement, "Help? Did something happen?" A dumb question, she quickly realized. If Jay had needed help, of course something had happened, "I mean- like- could I do something to help you now?" Lia hoped the girl wasn't irritated by her own lack of emotional understanding and not knowing what to say or do.

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Even though she was distracted by her emotions and this new information about Sunny, Jay still noticed Ophelia looking at the picture that Jay was staring at. She didn’t stop her, after all why would it matter? This photo was on display with her last name printed on the front, if anyone who knew her took particular notice to the photo, they would see the connection in the name, Sunny didn’t look like Jay at all.

"Help? Did something happen?" Ophelia asked, seemingly concerned for Jay, who froze up after realising what she had said earlier and now because of that, the question she might have to answer and the pity that might come along with them.

Stupid, stupid, stupid! I’m so fucking stupid for saving that out loud! So many different ways I could have said it and I pick that way? I’m such an idiot!

Jay thought about how to approach this, she could just spill her secrets like she knew she should and admit that everything fucking sucked right now and it never seemed to get better, she could admit that she never wanted to go home ever again because seeing the empty apartment where she had grown up might just break her soul. She should tell someone, get some of it off her chest but telling Mikaela felt hard enough, and she knew the girl had gone through hardship too, they were… closer in a way, so telling Ophelia seemed much more daunting.

“It’s fine” she muttered quietly “I just have, a lot of idiots and shitty people in my family” Sunny was being immature with the silent treatment at this point. Jay hadn’t done anything wrong, she had a right to be upset after Sunny let Elliot see Jay again but for some reason, Jay still felt guilt gnawing at her. “Everything just kinda sucks right now” she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"I mean- like- could I do something to help you now?" Ophelia continued and for some reason this made Jay even more upset than the question asking or the ‘you look like shit’ comments. All summer. All summer she had been waiting to hear those words and it had to get to this point where she was almost crying, at school, in the trophy room for someone to ask if they could help her. It took that long? It shouldn’t have but it still did.

Surprisingly, considering the situation, Jay laughed “what do you mean?” she said, knowing full well what Ophelia meant “if you want to do anything about it, well it doesn’t matter anymore” she said, standing up “its at a point where I can say ‘help’ was something needed a long fucking time ago” she sighed, her fists clenched.
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