Post by lyka cruz malkin on Jan 17, 2022 20:29:37 GMT -7
8 ¼ inches, Yew, Hippogriff feather, unyielding.
Purchased from Nell Ollivander June 2026 after her previous wand was destroyed by fiendfyre at Hogwarts.
5'5". Same as playby.
13 may 2011
Quidditch is Lyka’s entire being. She has formed her entire personality around the sport, and is always looking for a reason to hop onto her broom and toss a quaffle around. Ball is life to her, and she keeps her own set of Quidditch balls and an extra broom under her four-poster in the dorms just in case someone doesn’t have their own but wants to play still. She takes the game beyond seriously, to a point where her parents have banned her from discussing it at meal times unless they prompt it or it has to do with an upcoming pro match they’re taking her to. Eating, sleeping, breathing Quidditch. 24/7, 365 days a year. Incessant discussion on the sport happens daily and she’s gotten in trouble plenty of times during class because she’s trying to have a whispered conversation with a desk neighbor that doesn’t care about it as much as she does, or because she whips out the Prophet’s morning sports section instead of her textbooks.
She is unbelievably messy with everything except for her Quidditch supplies (in which she keeps everything in perfect condition: polished bludgers, pristine snitch, clean Quaffled, waxed broom. There are days where sometimes she cleans the broom before and after practice, just because she likes it always looking in its best shape. As if it’s shine makes a difference with her playing ability. Obviously she takes the game seriously, and those that can talk shop with her will be her best friends until the day she dies. Those that don’t get it? Too bad. She doesn’t have time for them, and she’ll come across as rather blunt and rude if they try to change the topic on her before she’s finished giving her five sickles on the past weekend’s pro matches.
Because of her obsession, school is secondary. If there was a school that focused solely on Quidditch, she would be there instead (parental approval pending). Keeping her grades just above passing so that she can stay on the house team is how her education has gone so far. She knows that if she fails to go pro after graduating, she unfortunately also has the fallback of the family shop. Which is ok. Her opinion on helping out at Madam Malkin’s is lukewarm at best. Being hands on with sewing and repairs is more interesting to her than being on the floor trying to sell dress robes or sitting behind the cash register.
Diagon Alley, London, England
Laurentius Malkin – father, owner of Madam Malkin’s
Tala Cruz – mother, owner of Madam Malkin’s
lea cruz malkin – older sibling, student, b. 2010
Francine Malkin – grandmother, retired seamstress/owner of Madam Malkin’s
Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions had dressed many a witch and wizard for decades before the proprietor, Francine Malkin, retired in 2009 and transferred ownership over to her son and daughter-in-law. As with most businesses in Diagon Alley, the familial switch in ownership meant little to no change in quality of business, and Laurentius Malkin and his wife, Tala Cruz (a witch hailing from the Philippines who had spent the last few years of her education studying at Hogwarts before committing to living in London), quickly settled into the now family business. Robes practically sold themselves, an almost infinite amount of sales coming in from the student population: adjustments, repairs, teaching parents how to get magical burn marks out on their own. Laurentius was used to this sort of thing, having helped his mother out in her waning years and quickly developed the same skill set she had tried to introduce him to his entire life. Having been born later in Francine's life, these sorts of things had never been interesting to him until he felt obligated to assist, and then it became his normal. Within a year of reestablishing the store as their own - which meant doing practically nothing different than how Francine had ran things - the first of the Malkin's children was born. Like clockwork, the following year Lyka joined the family.
The built in babysitter that came in the form of Francine made Lyka's formative years fun and exciting. Diagon Alley, and Horizont to an extent, had loads of children to play with growing up, and she found the way to most of their hearts with a little game called Quidditch. This snowballed following a Christmas where she and her older sibling both received children's toy brooms, and by 8 she begged her parents weekly to go to professional games. The obsession was real. Her bedroom walls covered in player posters, books on the game, copies of the weekly sports section of the Daily Prophet saved in piles, because she liked going back through the scores on an almost daily basis. Keeping her out of the Quidditch stores in Diagon was beyond difficult, and she often wandered over there if she managed to escape from her parents' sight. To say they were worried about her aggressive Quidditch interests when they put her on the Hogwarts Express for the first time on September 1, 2022 was an understatement.
And forgotten almost immediately, as the pressing news of a first year student murdered on the train made it back to them. Lyka was fine, having been welcomed into a compartment with her older sibling and their friends, but the worry was still there for both Malkin children. The school eased worries surrounding this, and a practically unaware Lyka began her first year at Hogwarts, minus one classmate.
A month later and a fourth year was found murdered as well. None the wiser, Lyka dismissed the worrying letters from her parents, responding in turn with how she'd been kicked out of the stands from each house Quidditch team practice already, and that it wasn't fair that they wouldn't let her watch. The rest of the year progressed like this, and with each horrifying event that happened at Hogwarts deflected by her thoughts on inter-house Quidditch matches, or how the Charms professor didn't want to teach them non-verbal magic yet (having grown up watching her grandma do everything non-verbally, this confused the eleven year old constantly).
The year ended with multiple bangs, but having tickets to a Falmouth Falcons match early in her summer break was more important. Understanding the gravity of everything around her simply didn't matter. The announcement of the Triwizard Tournament occurring during her second year seemed promising at first, until she learned that this would cut all Quidditch play. Infuriated, she spent the summer pouting and planning a way to get around this. Her parents allowed her to bring her broom for whatever reason - mostly to keep her distracted and happy - and so began her plan to play pick-up Quidditch during the year. No one wanted to play with a twelve year old, obviously, so instead she spent her free time flying around on her own. The pitch was basically empty and she'd done well enough in her flying class the year prior, so it was perfect.
From there, the following two years brought a little bit of everything: dragons burning down Hogsmeade, a nationwide illness that she managed to catch right at the end of her third year and laid her up for the summer, and then the fireworks incident at the Quidditch Finals match. She hadn't been there because Hag's Fever still made her feel like she was half-dead, but knowing that there were players she'd never see again made her hurt. It was the first time, amidst all of the tragedy over the last three years, that she actually processed it correctly. There was no way to push it to the side like everything else because she cared about the game and the Quidditch community. Going into her fourth year the following fall, Lyka decided that she'd put her everything into the Hufflepuff house team tryouts and try to make it onto the team. She didn't get a starting position, settling in as a reserve instead, but that was better than nothing and she finally got to practice.
The destruction of Hogwarts in the spring left her traumatized. She had been one of the unfortunate students that became paralyzed at the start of dinner that night, and wasn't saved from the Great Hall until well into the evacuation. Since then, any uncontrolled looking fire or abundance of smoke triggers her immediately. Traveling to the US to start her fifth year at Ilvermorny wasn't what she wanted to do at first, but her parents convinced her that it would be easier being around the American students for the third year in a row over going to Beauxbatons or Durmstrang. That and there was Quadpot. To them it was basically the same as Quidditch, but Lyka disagrees. She could manage in a different country for a year. Probably.
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