Clover Eden Asher

[Clover:.]

¤ CLOVER • EDEN • ASHER ¤
• PLAYED BY • EMILY BROWNING •

• NICKNAMES •
People usually call her Clover, sometimes Clove for short, or even Eevee for reasons unknown.

• DAY OF BIRTH • October 14
• AGE • 25
• GENDER • Female
• SEXUAL ORIENTATION • Straight

¤ HEIGHT... 5'4"
¤ MEDICAL CONDITIONS... Half-Werewolf, Developped Lycanthropy Disease meaning that she does not transform into a wolf on full moons, but she does suffer with bouts of the disabilitating illness, especially on nights of the full moon.
¤ APPEARANCE... Clover has chocolate-brown hair that many mistake as black in dim sunlight. It falls in loose waves to her mid-back and she often keeps it down, putting it up only on special occasions. Her snowy skin is often nude as she prefers to not fuss around with make-up. The only thing she’ll do is try to cover up the sandy freckles that delicately bombard her nose, or a bit of mascara to make the green in her hazel eyes stand-out. Her naturally full-lips are often in a one-sided curve of a smile that she naturally developed when she was younger.

Standing just below the average height for females, she has a naturally thin frame that if she was a size smaller, she would be considered lanky or gaunt. Many mistake her delicate features for weakness, often leading people to not take her seriously in battles. As the years have gone by her wardrobe has become a bit more feminine as she has begun to take a liking towards dresses, but nothing will ever replace her favourite jeans, thin colourful sweaters over a light t-shirt or tank top with a nice set of flats.


¤ WAND... 10.5" Vine with a Phoenix Feather Core
¤ POSITION... Currently Freelance Writer for the Daily Prophet, aspiring to become an auror or become involved in the arts
¤ PATRONUS FORM... Wolf



¤ LIKES...
Astronomy, Defensive Arts, Lucas Pitchinson, Christopher Asher, Magic, the Moon, Sunlight, Fall, Strawberries, Chocolate, Barbeques, Reading, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Horror Movies, Forests, Climbing Trees, Sweaters, Adventure
¤ DISLIKES...
Hospitals, Being a Half-Breed, Being called a half-breed, Lycanthropy, Worrying others, Being treated like she's dying, Feeling overbeared, War, Snobbish people, Vampires, Bars, Drunk People.
¤ FEARS... Causing pain to others, Chris or Lucas dying, and being forgotten.
¤ SPECIAL ABILITIES... Quite skilled in Defensive Arts and dueling. Particularly destructive with a Reducto spell and advanced in Patronus. She does have an inclination towards being able to read people on first glance, but this is not always correct.
¤ WEAKNESSES... Lycanthropy disease, too sensitive for others in battle
¤ PERSONALITY... All her life Clover has been a girl of little, but precise, words. She prefers being silently collected with her thoughts that usually revolve around her brother, stories, the future, magic, and sometimes the man she still loves. Due to her quiet nature, she often lets things hit her and when they do, they strike her deeply. She is very sensitive to things around her, especially how she makes others feel. When she cannot change someone’s mood for the better, she often feels lost, confused, and broken-up- so having a somewhat cynical brother is not the easiest on her.

She is a full-through optimist, and firmly believes there can be a better world, maybe even a united world between muggles and wizards. She also believes there is a beauty and meaning behind everything, but this belief is quite a hindrance in her ever becoming an auror, often wondering about her opponent’s life when dueling. Some would say she is too kind to be an auror, a label she hopes to disprove. She is desperate to prove herself beyond people’s belief that she is nothing but a sick and weak girl.

It takes her a long time to trust others, especially all she’s been through, but is incredibly loyal to those she allows in her life. She is a bit of a silent perfectionist and when something does not go the way she has planned, especially as she spends so long thinking it through, it hits her harder than it would most people. She figured that is probably why Chris is so protective of her- he’s the only one who’s seen her at her worst. Even then he has not seen the full extent, especially as she’s been privately dealing with an unyielding depression over the pain she caused Chris and Lucas when she ‘died’, and how limited people make her feel as a ‘half-breed’, and feelings resurfacing on their parents' abandonment. Because even though she believes in the better, she cannot ignore how nasty the bad can really be.


¤ FAMILY...
Daniel Asher [Father - Werewolf - Whereabouts Unknown]
Anabelle Asher [Mother - Whereabouts Unknown]
Chris Asher [Brother]
Odius Asher [Uncle]
¤ PETS...
No pets, but she periodically visits Chris and helps him with Hugo
¤ HISTORY...
Nothing has ever been as emotionally damaging as her parents abandoning Chris and herself to fend for themselves. They moved from home to home and were only broken apart when he eventually had to go to Hogwarts. She always tried to contain the questions that surfaced from that event because it upset her brother, but as the years have gone by, they have come barrelling out. With only her brother to protect her, even with the best of anyone’s efforts, the two lived a hard life that only grew worse when signs of her disease surfaced. From six years old Clover had been suffering with the disease that no one could cure. When she was ten years-old, the doctors told her she would not live to see past her eighteenth birthday.

It was something she always hid, but was hard to ignore. Worst of all her brother seemed to be constantly aware of her ticking-clock and always seemed to beat himself up over the fact that she inherited the violent gene whereas his kept dormant. She had hoped that life at Hogwarts would have made things better, and although she was a lot happier, she dealt with constant strings of bullies, a werewolf attack, an attempted kidnapping, and her condition progressively worsening. Despite all this she kept to her studies and her small group of friends, excelling as one of the top students in her year. She soon met Lucas Pitchinson who made her happier than she had been in a while, but reminded her nonetheless of how short her life really would be. The two held a serious relationship together, but she eventually ended it when she realized it would be easier for him to move on and live his life that way, too concerned about how he would react if she were to pass away.

A bit past her eighteenth birthday, Clover was pronounced clinically dead. Everyone left her, too upset over it all, but she came back to life. Unable to deal with the sadness her death caused, the torment her friends were dealing with, and a mixture of emotions and reasoning that even she failed to understand, she went into hiding for a year, trying to live on her own and away from everything she loved, but hurt. She was unable to find work, and unable to keep healthy while fighting for a place to live amongst the worst side of London. Eventually Clover and Chris reunited, much to her stubbornness, and the two have slowly been re-patching their relationship. She also came across Lucas and was unable to ignore the fact that she still loves him. Overcome with the events of the past few years, the two have been focusing on building their friendship again.

Chris helped Clover to get a free-lancing writing job with the Daily Prophet, but she is unable to deny her heart’s thirst for adventure, magic, and to battle the evils that torment people like her and her brother. She is reshaping her life and trying to keep healthy, even as the lycanthropy disease still threatens her.

¤ SAMPLE RP...

There is nothing more beautiful than an exploding star - so some people say. As Clover watched a few girls at the cafe who gossiped over a tower magazines, she wondered if that was why people loved celebrities. Afterall they were nothing but two trains barelling towards each other, bound to wreck. She momentarily pursed her lips together at the thought of this and how people revel in the chaos and sufferings of others. Maybe that was why she was tormented so much throughout Hogwarts for being a 'half-breed'. The filthy half breed...

She set the rest of her cup down and hurried out of the shop. With her hands kept in the side pockets of her form-fitting medium-wash jeans, she surveyed over the people that passed by her. It was so easy to figure these people out and exactly what motivated them. She smiled at the men and women who obviously lived for their families, but sneered at those with much more sour motivations. When she realized she was being perhaps a bit too judgemental, she decided to gaze upon the posters and flyers that wrapped the brick walls of Diagon Alley.

There was a particular one in front of an old bookstore. She stepped to it and raised her hand to the page, her finger fiercely trailing the words as she read them to herself. Her eyes scanned quicker and quicker until she froze, breath hitched in her lungs. It was beginning once more: a petition to 'cleanse' the city. Had the great wars that took place so many years ago meant nothing? Had it meant nothing as the purebloods singled-out muggleborns and stripped them of their magic and world? She glanced down the page at the small list of signatures.

Usually she would not have worried too much, but when a particular name shone out to her, and she realized the list was growing, there was no way to conceal the disgust she felt in the very pit of her stomach. She needed to find Chris. On the page was 'Odius Asher', their uncle.