LITVAK, Brigita

Indiana Evans

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Phobia: Brigita is terrified of being taken advantage of. She never wants to be put in a position where she isn’t able to say no. She may put up a hard front, but the world of Slavery scares her. She’s terrified, that if she was to go back there, she will loose what little she has left to hang on to.
Habit: – Brigita loves to dance, it really is a Veela thing. It has a similar effect on males as when a full blooded Veela dances, only to a lesser extent. Mostly Brigita dances just because it relaxes her – although it has some in handy in the past.
- When she’s nervous Brigita tends to avoid eye contact, it’s also a sure sign she’s lying.
Pet Peeve: People who think she can’t handle herself. Brigita is a talented Witch (even with a less than perfect wand) and can take care of herself – she thinks.


Personality:
Brigita is an incredibly strong willed person. Seriously so. She can hide it when she needs to, but naturally, she wishes to stand alone. She finds it hard to be vulnerable with people now – it’s hard too know who to trust these days. Even her old friends, which ones will turn her in and which will stand by her? You just can’t know. It’s easier to trust no one… It’s the only way to stay safe.

But despite that (and although Brigita would never admit it) she’d love someone she could let in. Someone she knew she could trust, but she doubts she’ll ever find them. How would you find then? No… That was a dream which wasn’t practical. Put your trust in the wrong person and there would be big trouble. That wasn’t something she’d ever be able to risk.

It’s been an adjustment for Brigita not to have anyone to talk too now. She’d always had her mother, and during her school years her friends, to talk over issues and bounce ideas with. Now she has no one, she finds it seriously lonely. As a way of coping Brigita talks to herself. It’s the way she works through things in her head – or rather out loud. Call it a quirk if you must. It’s just the way her head works, she needs to hear it out loud to make sense of it.

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Birthplace: London, England
Family: (Relationship | Name | Age | Position | Blood)
Grandmother | Unknown | Unknown | Unknown | Veela
Grandfather | Isaak Litvak | 63 at time of death | Head of the Control of Magical Creatures Department within the Russian Ministry of Magic
Mother | Agata Litvak | 41 | Formally Russian Liason with Gringotts | Half Veela half Wizard
Father | Francis Bell | 24 | unknown | Muggle
History: Brigita doesn’t know much about her grandmother – her grandfather never spoke about it to either his daughter or Granddaughter. All they knew was She had been a Veela. Agata had always supposed that they had met through Issak’s job, but it had never been confirmed or denied.
Agata was always brought up by her father, and after attending a Hogwart’s like school in Russia, accepted a job in London to as the Russian Liaison. Her English steadily improved, and it didn’t take her long to meet someone. It wasn’t anything serious, a muggle in fact. It was a one night stand, and nothing was meant to come with it… Only it did. Agata was distraught when she first found out she was pregnant she, but she soon fell in love with that little girl.

From the moment Brigita was born she became the center of her mother’s world. She spent her early years living in Diagon Alley with her mother and loved being surrounded by all the magic. She had allot of freedom, and from the age of six could be found running up and down Diagon alley, nose pressed to the windows. All the shop keepers knew the little girl, and were always happy to see her.
Once Brigita turned 11 were was a bit of an argument about where Brigita would attend. Her Mother wanted to send her back to Russia – to get in touch with her roots, but Brigita had other ideas. She’d watched the Hogwarts students come and go from Diagon alley every year, and begged her mother to send her there. Agata had allot of trouble saying no to her daughter, so to Hogwarts she went. Brigita was sorted into Gryffindor, and immediately felt right at home.
Everything went smoothly at the school through out most of her schooling years, Brigita studied and made friends. She was at the Yule Ball in 2009 when the school, and although received quite a scar, she and her friends escaped unhurt. Agata threw a fit when she heard, terrified that her daughter was in danger. But Brigita was a 6th year and a prefect, and she felt it was her duty to stay to help the younger students of the school. If she ran, then they definitely would.
So Brigita stayed at the school, and a year later graduated with the 3rd best marks in her year. As a congratulations present gave her daughter money to go back to Russia with a friend. They left in early June, and planned to stay until September, but a shock from the Daily Prophet sent Brigita into a panic. Diagon Alley in Ruins! Terrorists Strike Again!
Brigita and her friend apperated home as soon as they heard, and apon arrival in her old neighborhood she was told her mother had been taken to St Mongos. She wasn’t hurt badly, thank God, but was very badly shaken. She told Brigita that England was no longer safe, and they were both moving back to Russia. But Brigita refused. England was her home, this was where her friends were. Her country was in dark times but you didn’t run. You stayed and fought. Her mother was upset, but did understand. Agata left a few days after she was released from St Mongos, and for the first time Brigita really felt alone.

But there was no time for self pity. In the Autumn of 2009 Muggle Borns were banned from Hogwarts, and Brigita began to fight. She joined the protestors against the new Government, and wasn’t even deterred when some of them began to disappear. They knew who dangerous what they were doing was. No one spoke out against the new Government lightly – but Brigita thought the cause was worth it. Not that she could for long. In the early hours 24th of November 2009 ministry officials arrived at and her door awoke her. They claimed that her Heritage (being part Veela) broke clause 3 of the Code of Wand use act (No non-human creature is permitted to carry or use a wand). Her wand was taken for her by a ministry official, and broken in front of her face.
It was ridiculous! She had more magical (or at least human) blood in her than Veela. This was just an excuse to shut her up – by what ever means necessary. They didn’t even have to follow the rules anymore, they could make up their own laws now, or twist exciting ones.

Brigita was taken from her house and sold into slavery, apparently that was the fitting punishment.
SO that was a life for Brigita now. After a short training she was bought by a pure blood couple, who liked the idea of having a Veela as a slave. Brigita gritted her teeth and dealt with it, although her mind never stopped working, thinking of how to escape this. The answer to her prayers came in the form of the couple’s nephew Cameron. He was a year younger than Brigita, and while his uncle was not as effected by her Veela side, Cameron wasn’t. He became mildly obsessed with the girl (which didn’t escape Brigita’s notice) and a plan began to form. One night when she knew Cameron was around the manor, Brigita put her plan into action. She set about cleaning the guestroom Cameron was staying in, and when she heard footsteps in the corridor she began to dance. Brigita was careful to make it seem if she was just bored.
There was a sharp intake of breath, and Brigita turned around as if she’d been startled.
”Oh Sir!”

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