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  <title>「ℴphelia → ωilkes」</title>
  <subtitle>「ℴphelia → ωilkes」</subtitle>
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    <name>「ℴphelia → ωilkes」</name>
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  <updated>2013-02-16T14:56:28Z</updated>
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    <title>015</title>
    <published>2013-02-11T01:48:34Z</published>
    <updated>2013-02-11T01:48:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't been sick in years, and now all this? &lt;strike&gt;I'm worried about G&lt;/strike&gt; I can't even rest, because of course Anya's got it too. The poor kid hasn't properly slept in a couple of days. Nothing seems to be working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;IOAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; How much of a hassle would it be for you and Caitlin to watch Dmitry for some time? He's the only one in the house not showing signs of being sick, and I don't want him catching it as well. I know you've got the kids, so if it's too much risk, we can try to find something else. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;IOAN&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:4929</id>
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    <title>014</title>
    <published>2011-11-16T09:07:56Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-16T09:07:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">:)</content>
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    <title>013</title>
    <published>2011-11-14T07:12:47Z</published>
    <updated>2011-11-14T07:12:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; You are going to talk to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:4425</id>
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    <title>012</title>
    <published>2011-09-02T06:08:48Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-02T06:28:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; I am trying very hard here not to be pushy, but it has been &lt;i&gt;months&lt;/i&gt;. Are you planning on ever answering my request, or are you going to &lt;strike&gt;just sit around in the manor all day not knowing what to do with your life&lt;/strike&gt; ignore me entirely? Even if it's no, I would like to know. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the weather getting so cool already? I took Dmitry and Anya to the park this afternoon and had to bring along jackets. Perhaps Hawaii spoiled us... Congratulations again, my favorite cousin! The wedding was lovely.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:3990</id>
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    <title>011</title>
    <published>2011-07-20T01:49:46Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-20T07:24:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmph. I feel &lt;strike&gt;tired&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;restless&lt;/strike&gt; tired and restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when anything is ever going to change.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:3418</id>
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    <title>010</title>
    <published>2011-05-27T03:55:38Z</published>
    <updated>2011-05-27T03:56:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; I would like your permission to adopt Dmitry. &lt;strike&gt;I understand we are not speaking, but&lt;/strike&gt; Please get back to me on this as soon as you can. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;GRAYSON&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:3084</id>
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    <title>009</title>
    <published>2009-12-21T01:43:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-21T01:44:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Forgive me, Luciana came over today with this adorable costume and in all the Christmas spirit, I just couldn't resist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w277/caelestiskibeth/liakids1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w277/caelestiskibeth/liakids2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w277/caelestiskibeth/liakids3.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlin, before you ask, I already have copies of the last one for you.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:2837</id>
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    <title>008</title>
    <published>2009-09-14T04:01:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-14T04:02:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anastasiya.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And Grayson, you are going to say that you love it or I'm not talking to you for another month&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:2721</id>
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    <title>007</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T21:06:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-15T21:07:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, you'll all never guess what &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; have.</content>
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    <title>006</title>
    <published>2009-07-26T08:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-26T08:48:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's difficult to believe that I have already gone through six months of pregnancy. Everything has happened so fast that I'm not even quite sure yet that I'm ready to become a mother, but everything is sneaking up so quickly with little regard for that. I'll have to learn fast, won't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs a name still. I've been trying to test out names for the past couple of months, with little progress or success. Every time I come up with a name I like, within a couple of days it feels like it's no longer right. It's so difficult to name someone who I've never even met. &lt;strike&gt;And all of these Russian names his mother is suggesting are &lt;i&gt;atrocious&lt;/i&gt;--who would hate their daughter enough to name them &lt;i&gt;Oksana&lt;/i&gt;---and Natayla is lovely, but I don't want my daughter to turn out to be a blatant tart like---&lt;/strike&gt; At this point, suggestions are welcome. Please?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:primrosepath:2166</id>
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    <title>005</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T16:26:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T16:26:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really had little notion as to all the work that is put into a child even before they arrive. So lucky that I've got my mother-in-law to at each turn make it so &lt;i&gt;abundantly&lt;/i&gt; clear how unprepared I am at current to take care of a baby. She has been so instructive to me in such a short amount of time, which is rather good considering that if she keeps this up, I will deliver this baby five-six months early and be in a position where I will need to put all the valuable little gems of wisdom she's bestowed upon me to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Also, she gave me the family's antique crib and I need to find a way to give it back before I have a raging Juliana breaking into my house to get it---not that it's not her fault that her mother is angry, but--I do not even &lt;i&gt;want&lt;/i&gt; the thing&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>004</title>
    <published>2009-01-23T03:51:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T03:51:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;/b&gt;AMERY&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt; As convenient as it would be to be able to ask your sisters this, considering that our relationship is not the best, you are the only one I know of that I can go to for help on this. So I have a very important, very serious question to ask you. About your brother. &lt;b&gt;[/&lt;/b&gt;AMERY&lt;b&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>003</title>
    <published>2009-01-15T06:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-15T06:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I would propose that you had all better get used to calling me Mrs. Ophelia Wilkes. For real this time.</content>
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    <title>002</title>
    <published>2008-10-28T02:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-28T02:14:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Soooo then.</content>
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    <title>001</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T05:59:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T06:04:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel like I haven't written in forever. Actually, I &lt;i&gt;haven't&lt;/i&gt;, now that I look back some here, but I think life's been busy enough to excuse that. If you haven't heard, Grayson and I now have a house--a big, gorgeous house that I've been spending my every free second furnishing and decorating and it's &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt;. If I haven't ushered you over yet, do drop by so I can show you around. I've got the whole tour down quite nicely by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I overheard a couple days ago that J--&lt;/strike&gt; I think it's probably sad that I can't think of anything else to write, but I'd love it if you commended me for the effort at being interesting anyway. I'll retreat back into my cave of boxes now.</content>
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    <title>ophelia c. wilkes →「the tragic maiden」</title>
    <published>2008-01-11T04:46:37Z</published>
    <updated>2013-02-16T14:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #DDDDDD; padding: 12px" width="300px" height="150px" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w277/caelestiskibeth/Valesco/tumblr_mab7wt9uy01rtzlzf.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img style="border:1px solid #DDDDDD; padding: 17px" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i187/jedijaya/Profiles/ophelia.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="550" bgcolor="#DBDBDB" cellpadding="6" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;table width="540" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#ff8e00"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff8e00" face="lucida grande"&gt;WILKES, OPHELIA C.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;i couldn't love a man so purely&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FULL NAME:&lt;/b&gt; Ophelia Claretta Wilkes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEE:&lt;/b&gt; Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NAME MEANING:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ophelia;&lt;/i&gt; From Greek, meaning 'help'. This was also the name of the unfortunate maiden who loved Hamlet in Shakespeare's play. Popular in the late 19th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Claretta;&lt;/i&gt; From Italian, the pet form of the name Clara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGE:&lt;/b&gt; 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTHDATE:&lt;/b&gt; 17 June 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATIONALITY:&lt;/b&gt; Welsh &amp; Italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLOODLINE:&lt;/b&gt; Pureblood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SEXUALITY:&lt;/b&gt; Heterosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCHOOLING:&lt;/b&gt; Ravenclaw, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft &amp; Wizardry, Class of 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCCUPATION:&lt;/b&gt; Socialiate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORMER OCCUPATIONS:&lt;/b&gt; n/a &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff8e00" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE INTERIOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;even prophets forgave his goofy way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST IMPRESSION:&lt;/b&gt; Ophelia comes off initially as rather cheeky and amusing, and in high society seems to be very removed from the idea of how a lady should act. On the other hand, when she's away from the wealthy circle which she has had to immerse hereslf in, what surprises people more is that she in fact is 'one of those' purebloods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IN DEPTH:&lt;/b&gt; If you've ever judged a person by the friends they keep, you'd be surprised by Ophelia. Just because her closest confidants are or have been of Slytherin house does not make her like them; in fact, she's like them at all, it's a rather subdued similarity. With the fault of having no ambition at all and not at all compelled to work for the things she wants, she refuses to accept a path if it is not convenient to her, even if that means sticking with something she's less than happy with.&lt;br /&gt;In general, Ophelia's rather soft spoken unless she's around her friends. Don't take that to mean she's shy—she's far, far from it. Because of her parents making their own quest to find her a husband, she became rather a bit of a flirt and was known in the past to be a little shameless about it at times. Even when she doesn't care that much, the attitude can come out through reflex, an attribute that has both been known to get her in trouble and get her things that she wants.&lt;br /&gt;In school she's brilliant, but it's easy for Lia to get nervous or anxious in high-pressure situations easily and she never did really meet her expectations as far as her examinations were concerned, a strange quality for a Ravenclaw to have. This nervousness helps her in other aspects of her life, however; some would say that it's inherited, because her family has always been known for being wary of topics that could heat conversation. It's the simpler thing for her to do to pawn off the blame on that, so that's the theory that she subscribes to when any professors are curious in that respect.&lt;br /&gt;Despite Ophelia's being a very family-oriented person, she couldn't bring herself marry Grayson the first time just to keep them with her. It would so happen that her brother Ioan and sister Gwendolyn proved themselves to be real family with the way that they stuck with her after the ordeal, although she's found more reason now to not consider Winnifred such--her oldest younger sister, despite Lia's being accepted back into the family, still considers her to be a disgrace. Her first wedding gave her a lot of perspective on who the people who actually care about her are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIKES:&lt;/b&gt; Quidditch, well-kept men, affluency, diamonds, pretty dresses, babies, dance, Grayson's mutterings in Russian, horses, her family, Viennese waltzes, being adored, strawberry champagne, and not having to work for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DISLIKES:&lt;/b&gt; Bad self-grooming, people that ask too many questions, red meat (veal especially), gluttony, being told what to do, long nights alone, having to work for things, and History of Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALIGNMENT:&lt;/b&gt; Death Eaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATRONUS:&lt;/b&gt; Gazelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOGGART:&lt;/b&gt; Gwendolyn growing up to be like her parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAMILIAR:&lt;/b&gt; Ophelia doesn't keep an owl or other familiar, but she truthfully wouldn't find the time for one. In her youth, she had several pets that she constantly forgot to feed and who subsequently died, and since that time she's declared that she won't put another animal through her shoddy ownership skills. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff8e00" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE EXTERIOR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;i've learned love is like a brick&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEIGHT:&lt;/b&gt; 5'6"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEIGHT:&lt;/b&gt; 112 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIR:&lt;/b&gt; Dark brown naturally, but often she'll dye it blonde for the sole reason that Grayson is particularly attracted to blondes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EYES:&lt;/b&gt; Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEFINING FEATURES:&lt;/b&gt; She has several spots of freckles on her shoulders, although strangely enough they seem to appear nowhere else on her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANNER OF DRESS:&lt;/b&gt; While she has always tried to distance herself from her family by wearing comfortable, casual clothes most of the time, you can't stop her taste for fashion and fine materials. Especially since her parents' deaths there has been an obvious upscaling of her wardrobe and personal style. Whichever manner in which she chooses to dress, however, she always makes sure to look neat and clean, a very image-conscious person by nature. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#ff8e00"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff8e00" face="lucida grande"&gt;OF FRIENDS AND FOES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;you can build a house or sink a dead body&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARENTS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father;&lt;/i&gt; Amaro Llewellyn [deceased]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mother;&lt;/i&gt; Carmela Llewellyn neé Inchaistro [deceased]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIBLINGS:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother;&lt;/i&gt; Ioan Amaro Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sister;&lt;/i&gt; Winnifred Lisabetta Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sister;&lt;/i&gt; Gwendolyn Serafina Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sister-in-Law;&lt;/i&gt; Caitlin Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Niece;&lt;/i&gt; Luciana Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nephew;&lt;/i&gt; Matteo Llewellyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIGNIFICANT OTHER:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Grayson Wilkes&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHILDREN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Biological Daughter;&lt;/i&gt; Anastasiya Mirabella (Wilkes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step-Son;&lt;/i&gt; Dmitry Vaughn (Wilkes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAST RELATIONSHIPS:&lt;/b&gt; Regulus Black, Otto Bagman, Hippocrates Smethwyck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST FRIEND:&lt;/b&gt; Agatha Timms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS:&lt;/b&gt; Hippocrates Smethwyck, Emmeline Vance, Franziska Dolohov, Cecilia Hooke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENEMIES:&lt;/b&gt; Daniella Montague &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="6" bgcolor="#ff8e00"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ff8e00" face="lucida grande"&gt;THE LIFE AND TIMES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;i wanna love you but something's pulling me away from you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="trebuchet ms" color="#999999"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIRTHPLACE:&lt;/b&gt; Pembrokeshire, Wales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENT RESIDENCE:&lt;/b&gt; London, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOCIAL STATUS:&lt;/b&gt; Ophelia was a respected member of wizarding society until she walked out on her arranged marriage with Grayson Wilkes and was subsequently written out of her family. Since returning to Grayson, however, she has been redeemed for the most part and has resumed functioning in the society she left; this is not a problem with the hefty inheritence she gained when her parents died. There are many that continue to look down upon and shun her, at least to an extent, however her tight connections to Grayson keep any intelligent pureblood in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HISTORY:&lt;/b&gt; Second in line to the Llewellyn fotune, Ophelia Claretta was born the warm summer afternoon of June 17th, 1960 to proud parents Amaro and Carmela. She was the first girl of the family after following her elder brother of six years, Ioan, but would later be followed by two other girls—Winnifred and Gwendolyn.&lt;br /&gt;With the world being so obviously swept up in the debate of pureblood supremacy, the sharp-minded Ophelia noticed from a very early age that her family was different from all the others she saw and heard about. The Llewellyns, while descended from a long line of affluent purebloods, had somehow avoided taking sides in the raging argument. Although they partied and socialized with the worst of the purists-such as the Blacks, the Malfoys, and the Rosiers-and upheld proudly every pureblooded tradition ever put down in the books, one thing Amaro felt there was no gain or purpose in was being involved in such a fiery, sensitive conflict.&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia, Ioan, and Winnifred (born three years after Ophelia) were taught no inherent love for Muggles or Muggleborns in all their homeschooling, but they were never taught to hate them either. The time other families spent preaching hate and ingraining malicious thoughts into their children's minds was spent on softer disciplines—dance, literature, histories, equestrian studies, the arts, etiquette… because of this, it was no surprise when Ioan and Ophelia were both sorted into Ravenclaw house.&lt;br /&gt;Having had life handed so easily to her all her life, Ophelia took nearly two years to fully adjust to her new existance at Hogwarts. While reassuming old friendships with many of the socialite children she had grown up around, all had been sorted into Slytherin… it was a good while before the soft spoken girl became comfortable enough to search out friends in her own house. After joining the Quidditch team in fourth year, however, that became much easier and she slowly slipped out of her shy outer shell and became a bit more sociable outside her comfort zone. Despite the bulk of her confidants being in another house, she eventually found her niche in her own.&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia was less than thrilled in fifth year when she received only six O.W.L.s, which could only be attributed to her extended focus on Quidditch. The only person in her family not seemingly disappointed with the situation was her uncle, Dai, who she attributed any sports talent to. But she herself wasn't happy-her preliminary dreams of becoming a Healer dashed and not wanting to follow in her uncle's footsteps, she suddenly felt a bit lost in her way.&lt;br /&gt;She knew that her father had always wanted to pair her up with a similarly wealthy pureblooded man, however, and Ophelia felt herself soon bowing under the pressure. With little ambition and no other more appealing paths, she allowed her future to go into the hands of her father, like so many girls she knew had. She felt a bit better as a number of her Slytherin friends were in the same situation and slowly the prospect of such a simple future became almost pleasing. She just had no idea that such a large kink as Hippocrates Smethwyck was going to throw itself into those plans.&lt;br /&gt;Lia had known Smeth from being in the same house, but had never really paid attention to him until he jumped in between herself and a rather burly Slytherin and became in all senses her white knight. She and Smeth began dating during their seventh year and everything was going blissfully well-he was the first boy that had treated her like a real person, he was adorable, he was smart… But Lia would have never begun dating him if she had known that her parents were so close to sealing the deal on her future marriage.&lt;br /&gt;As it would turn out, that's exactly what they were in the process of doing, and by November of 1977 she was betrothed to a man by the name of Grayson Wilkes, a little fact that she would not find out until he presented her with a ring in the middle of her brother's wedding reception. Stunned, not knowing what to do, she went back to school and tried for a while to pretend that things were well as she tried to figure out a way to break this news to Smeth. Although they did eventually break up, it seemed that she couldn't keep away from her ex-boyfriend and even while she knew that it was wrong, kept wishing to see him.&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia learned during that time to get along with her fiancé, but she still felt as if marrying a man she hardly knew was the wrong thing to do. It was that, and a mix of the fact that she wanted to be with Smeth, that compelled Lia to walk out on her own wedding, telling Grayson that she simply couldn't do it. Although her family came to disown her for it and his family came to hate her, it was alright because she was back at Hogwarts and there was no ring and no husband and she was, most importantly, with Smeth.&lt;br /&gt;As time would tell, however, the pair of them were not meant to last. Nearing the end of the school year, Smeth and Lia began to get on each other's nerves more and more for smaller and smaller things, and then when Grayson decided to inexplicably pop back into her life, they both knew that it was over for good. Amazed that he would take her back (but not complaining; she had liked him after all), Lia decided that their relationship deserved a second chance as well. Just as their breakup had infuriated her family, this getting back together overjoyed them and she was once again accepted back with open arms in the hopes that she was trying to repent for her mistakes, and hopefully marry him after all.&lt;br /&gt;It would just so happen that the Llewellyns would not be around to witness this wedding that they so hoped for. Mysteriously after one Sunday dinner, Amaro and Carmela turned up dead in their home (Grayson had done it, although no one knew this), leaving the estate to Ioan, Ophelia, and Winnie. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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