The Lavaeudeen Academy of Magic

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The Lavaeudeen Academy of Magic


Location of Lavaeudeen
The Waverly Hills Sanitarium in Kentucky was built in 1910 and expanded to the enormous abandoned hulk it is today in 1924, Waverly Hills Sanitarium was opened to house tuberculosis patients as an isolation hospital. Doctors at the hospital carried out painful experimental surgeries to treat the disease, often with bloody results. One surgery of last resort involved opening the chest cavity to insert balloons into the lungs and another involved removing ribs to allow the lungs to expand. As many as 64,000 people who were admitted to the hospital died there over the years, and at least one employee is reputed to have hung herself in the laundry room on the fourth floor in the 1930s. Those who passed away at Waverly Hills were moved through the morgue and out of the hospital through the body chute that led cadavers out the back out of sight of the patients. Most of the hospital, including the morgue and body chute, remain intact today.

Or so the muggles think.

The building was, in fact, at one time a Sanitarium. However, it came into the possession of wizarding kind shortly after it was abandoned and was quickly renovated to be a school for the wizarding youth of America.
With the true history in place it keeps most muggles away from the building. Those that do come around see a very decrypted old building, and a affected by a muggle repealing charm that causes them to want to leave quickly. That combined with a mind altering ward makes those who came looking believe that they poked around for awhile and found just enough to satisfy their curiosity. It makes the area rather popular and often the target of ghost hunters who leave thinking they've just caught something amazing on film. It's a rather elaborate ruse.


Behind the Name of the School
As a tribute to America's very own famous voodoo queen and her desire to pass on magic the school was named for Marie Lavaeu


About the School
Lavaeudeen is one of the newest American Wizarding academies, and the spiritual successor to Hogwarts. When a Hogwarts professor, Sycamore Whitburn, moved to the Americas and began working at other schools. He found himself missing the Hogwarts feel and decided if he couldn't have it, he'd make it. He went to a friend of his that owned a large piece of land, with a prebuilt building on it. His friend, Thaddeus Wolfthorn, agree'd on the condition that Sycamore would allow him to help in this monumental project. Sycamore was over joyed at not only acquiring the building, but an ally as well.

The next step, they both decided, was to get the permits that allowed them the not only place the charms need to keep the muggles out, but to start a school and start a magical renovation project so large. Nether man had very many ties to the Amarican Wizarding Government, or their areas school board. Thaddeus, however, had a sister by the name of Eliana Foxcrest who had a husband that was big into politics and had quite a few ties. He got in contact with her and asked if she'd be willing to see if she'd get her husband onboard. All he revved was an uncertain promise that she'd at least try. Three weeks later they got an owl from Nathaniel Foxcrest, Eliana's husband, saying he had the permits ready and that they could have them once they promised to let him into the project as well. Foxcrest claimed it would be a grand business venture. The project partners saw no reason to exclude Foxcrest, as he could be a valuable asset to the project.

Once everything was in places legally it was just a matter of starting to renovate the building and hiring the staff. Nathaniel quickly took charge of finding staff, promising to make a good roster of professors while Sycamore and Thaddeus worked on the building. They put together the building easily but found they weren't great at warding, they needed someone to put the charms and wards in places to keep people steered away from the school. By then the word of this new school had made rounds around the Wizarding community, and help came forward on it's own. A young talented Warder by the names of Amira Hawkridge offered to do it for them, free of charge. They would have been stupid to turn her away.

After that the school shot up almost over night, everything was in place. The staff, The building, The classes, The permits. The only thing left was Houses and how to to sort them. The current Divinations professor, a tiny woman known by the name of Gwendolyn Bearglove, came forward with the solution. A modified crystal orb that would glow the house color that the student possessed the traits most similar too. It was all a matter of making the houses and deciding their traits. Sycamore decided the houses would be named after the four who had been the most helpful in the creation of Leavaudeen.

Wolfthorn, Hawkridge, Foxcrest, and Bearglove.

The school after it's first rather bumpy year turned out to be a success in 1974. Enough time has passed where none of the original staff is still on staff and the school has made a name for itself already.​
 
The Staff

Headmaster/mistress
Karton Underwood

Deputy Headmaster/mistress
Morgan Floyd

Matron
Tulip Chaves

Grounds Keeper
Bennett Steele

Liberians
Melissa Simmons

Professors

Liana Ekstorm (Transfigurations)

Garnet Axelson (Defense Against the Dark Arts)

Barry Polt (Charms)

Carver X (Potions)

Frank Jackson (Astronomy)

Wistaria Willow (Healing)

Xander Smith (Study of Ancient Runes)

Yolanda Vandort (Aritmacy)

Silva Quants (Alchemy)

Katie Fitz nee Nagy(Ancient Studies)

Danial Tattes (Muggle Studies)

Roxy Rocket (Ghoul Studies)

Margin Greens (Earth Magic)

Omar Shire (History of Magic)

Thanatos Fitz (Deviations)

Hysteria Willow (Herbology)

Anthony Lessee (Care of Magical Creatures)

Bianca Foxcrest (Apperation)

Madeline Price (Magical Arts)

James Marcus (Music)

Harvey McBride (Flying)

Julia Night-wind (Magical Theory)​
 
Wolfthorn
Selflessness, Responsibility, Teamwork

Head of House
Carver X

Prefects
Ember Alixia(F)
Thomas Wulfherz(M)


1st Year
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2nd Year
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3rd Year
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4th Year
Effie W. Campbell

5th Year
Ayako Takashiro

6th Year
Thomas Wulfherz
Teresa Ashford


Noah Shade
Ember Alixia

7th Year
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Dorms

~Girls~
Room 1: Teresa, Ember

Room 2: Ayako,

Room 3: Effie,

~Boys~
Room 1: Thomas, Noah

Quidditch
Captain

Thomas Wulfherz

Keeper
Ember Alixia

Beater
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Thomas Wulfherz


Chaser
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Seeker
Noah Shade

Reserve
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Hawkridge
Honesty, Intelligence,
Patience

Head of House
Wistaria Willow

Prefects
Hiromi Tachibana(M)
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1st Year
Hunter Chance
Hayden Chance

2nd Year
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3rd Year
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4th Year
Octavian J. Burke
Amélie Laloupe

5th Year
Sarah Caro Prierto

6th Year
Ivelissa Shade
Anthony Espina
Ryou Sol

7th Year
Hiromi Tachibana
Sabrina Kastos

Dorms

~Girls~
Room 1: Amélie,

Room 2: Sarah,

Room 3: Ivelissa,

Room 4: Sabrina,

~Boys~
Room 1: Hunter, Hayden

Room 2: Octavian,

Room 3: Anthony, Ryou

Room 4: Hiromi,

Quidditch
Captain
Ivelissa Shade

Keeper
Hiromi Tachibana

Beater
---
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Chaser
---
---
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Seeker
Ivelissa Shade

Reserve
Octavian Burke

 
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Foxcrest
Loyalty, Cunning, Resorcfulness

Head of House
Barry Polt

Perfect
Hadrian Samir Blishwick(M)
Aria Tamehama(F)

1st Year
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2nd Year
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3rd Year
Daniel Chance

4th Year
Anne Marie Powell

5th Year
Aria Tamehama

6th Year
Pierre Montgolfier Severin Jr.
Hadrian Samir Blishwick

7th Year
Jacques Harlow
Gemini Lyra Black

Dorms

~Girls~
Room 1: Anne,

Room 2: Aria,

Room 3: Gemini,

~Boys~
Room 1: Daniel,

Room 2: Pierre, Hadrian

Room 3: Jacques,

Quidditch
Captain
Gemini Lyra Black

Keeper
Gemini Lyra Black

Beater
Daniel Chance
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Chaser
Pierre Severin Jr.
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Seeker
Aria Tamehama

Reserve
Hadrian Blishwick​
 
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Daniel Chance | Foxcrest | Year Three
Location: Main Hall
Currently: Looking forward to the new year


Danny Chance naturally stood out from the crowd, at least in his 'default' form - that of a lithe, athletic young teenager with vaguely Asian features and shoulder-length, snowy-white hair. It was, of course, the hair that caught the eye, which was the express reason he wore it that way. It would also make him easy to pick out for any of his friends should they spot him before he spotted them. Maybe he'd find Sarah Caro Pierto, the blind girl who always seemed to recognize him, even when he used a different voice (maybe she smelled something? He didn't even know). Or Carly Winters, the lively, bubbly gymnast he enjoyed hanging out with, especially when she was practicing in those gymnast's tights of hers. Ooh, or Cassandra Willard, the athlete who wanted to take over the world (he'd negotiated a deal that he would help her achieve that goal in return for the following titles: King of Hawaii, High Surfmaster of All Beaches Everywhere, Grand Exalted Awesomelord of the New Order and Supreme Judge of Swimsuit Competitions for Life). At this point, after a whole summer away from practically everyone he knew, he'd even welcome being stalked by Ayako Takashiro, the fujioshi who had nearly discovered his nature as a metamorphmagus no less than three times. That girl was a wily one.

Already bored of waiting around, Danny climbed the nearest staircase and started looking from a higher vantage point, hoping this would help him see them. If not, it would certainly make him easier to notice. And if all else failed, well, there was always the option of making new friends.
 
Pierre Severin Jr || Foxcrest || Year 5
Location: Laevudeen Courtyard
Currently: Anxious
The courtyard of Lavaeudeen was completely covered by a mass of her students. Coming from all parts of the United States and beyond, the crowd had a kind of euphonious and cultured din to it. Pierre walked briskly through the mess of students, only stopping once to check the time. It was then that he realized that he didn't really have anywhere to go. He could of course go straight to his dorm but he realized he had no friends to see, baggage to check or even anything that required his presence. Rather than becoming disheartened, he felt almost liberated. He could disappear and explore the school, find quiet spots to read, a small corner of the dining hall or even find a way onto the roof. He could do anything and everything he wanted to.
Instead he went to his dorm.

Eileen O'Connell || Bearglove || Year 4
Location Lavaudeen Courtyard
Currently: Not Pissed
It was almost comical, the way the crowd parted for Eileen. Those who recognized her from past years stepped aside immediately and those who didn't got off lightly with only a light push. Eileen had a clear plan in her mind on how to spend the first day of school. First she had to find out who else was going for beater and deal with them appropriately. After that she had to see who was a pushover on the other teams and capitalize on that. Only then could she even consider doing anything else. Eileen let out a sudden grin, which must have been terrifying to the Third year she was pushing aside. She had almost an entire day to do what she wanted. She could mess with Carly (not too much though), practice her broom flying, write prank letters to all of the teachers or even find a way up to the roof.
But first she had to dump all of her baggage in her dorm, in which she promptly hauled ass to.
 
Aria Tamehama || Foxcrest || Year 5
Location: Laevudeen Courtyard
Currently: Calm yet lonely

Aria walked mighty and tall though the crowd, most of the students backing away in fear as she walked though the mass of students. She was pretty much feared and admired at the same time, but all the stares only made her feel like she was walking into a death trap. She was pretty short which was why it was sort of funny people parted ways for her. None the less she kept her chin up and facing the school with a look of steel, that no one could crack. The very image of a cute yet serious upperclassmen, while no one could see the war her feelings where waging at the moment.
 
Anne Marie Powell || Foxcrest || Year Four
Location: The Great Hall.
Currently: In a World of Her Own.

"Wonder which house will get the most First Years this time," Anne said to no one in particular. She was kicking her legs back and forth. Chatter filled the The Great Hall as the students of Lavaeudeen talked amongst themselves, passing the time as they waited for the arrival of the First Years. She had been excited to return to school. While it was nice to spend time with her family and help out at the bakery, she did miss the school. It was like a second home to her and her house was a second family. Even the people she rarely talked to was considered her family. The Fourth Year wasn't one to exclude people, unless there was a reason. Her thoughts began to drift further away from the topic at hand before she snatched them back. Glancing at the giant double doors, she wondered how much longer it would take for the First Years to make an appearance. Soon, Anne's thoughts were cut off completely for someone had called for her, sucking her into conversation.
 
WolfThorn, Red
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Courtyard

Thomas stood literally above all the others and saw clear over their heads as he walked. He easily stuck out in the crowd as he moved towards a large tree in the center. Once he reached it he put an arm up on one of the branches and pulled himself up so he hung there like a monkey. From this place while hanging with one arm he was able to see all the first year students filing into the Great Hall. He wanted to get a grasp on those around him the best her could so he could plan for anything going horrible wrong. He took that moment to swing his lower body to launch himself up to the next branch then wrapped his legs around it so he could get a better view from a slightly higher point. By this point he was hanging upside down almost like a bat.

'Okay, Wunderbar' He said to himself in his own head. He leg his legs to limp and he dropped to the floor and landed on his feet. She stood up and brushed himself off only to see that he caught himself a lot of attention with his theatrical reconnaissance. It was far from normal but he wasn't the most normal person anyone would ever meet. He ruffled up his hair with her hand before tugging on his robes to loosen them slightly. He turned around and then began to help file the students into the Great Hall. "Schnell, Schnell. Quickly Weitermachen." He said half in German and half in English when he remembered that he had to speak at least mostly English.
 
Teresa Ashford|Year Six|Wolfthorn
Teresa was intent on avoiding the crowd that would inevitably start; she had been staying by the side of the table for the Wolfthorns. A book was clasped in her pale, slender hands, but her violet eyes weren't darting around to catch the words on the pages. Face impassive, she watched the other students, students like Eileen O'Connell and Aria Tamehama catching her eye. Ah, the feared girls of Foxcrest and Bearglove. While in the Wolfthorn, Ember was very much a respected upperclassman, the Quidditch Queen had never caused the crowd to part - in fear - like this. Teresa herself didn't care much for these students; she could easily see how much willing Eileen was to put down anyone in her way, as well as pick on the supposed weak links she saw in other teams. All in all, Teresa preferred to keep her distant reputation as one of the academic aces of her house the way it was. It kept other people at arms length, except her own fellow wolves. The Wolfthorn students smiled and waved at her, and Teresa let her lips quirk up slightly as she nodded to them.

Seeing Thomas Wulfherz, a fellow sixth year, climb and hang off a tree made her blink and shake her head. "Now for Ember..." She turned as another student sat beside her, and placing the book on the table, listened to the other make small talk, occasionally nodding and adding her input.
 
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Location: The Great Hall
Currently: Frazzled
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Ember swore she had the worst of luck on first days. Not only was she carrying abunch of text-and other-books but her book bag broke as soon as she stepped on Lavaeudeen grounds! Sigh heavily she finally made it into the Great Hall where most of the students were. Carrying about 3 textbooks and 2 regular ones in her arms, she makes her way to the Wolfthorn table. Spotting Teresa her expression instantly brightens up, a smile coming to her lips. Making her way to her fellow classmate, she drops the stack of books on the table beside Teresa with a thud.

"Ugh! Remind me never to buy cheap book bags!" She complains to her friend before taking a seat beside her, brushing a stray lock of dirty blonde hair out of her eyes and adjusting her glasses. "Looks like Eileen is getting nice attention as usual." Ember comments, emphasizing "nice" in a sarcastic way. Her voice has a thick Australian accent despite living in America for a few years now, her tone is smooth almost seductive but in a natural way
 
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Thomas looked around as he made sure that all of the first Years made it into the main hall. He then turned around before walking in and moving towards his table. Many people from all the houses were waving to him as he walked and he simply waved back. Many of them though enemies on the quidditch field were great friends to him off of it. He saw his fellow WolfThorn members at the table already and his simply smiled at them. He walked up and saw Ember. He tilted his head "Well, What do you think?" He asked her at his appearance. Over the last year he had grown taller and much more broad in his appearance. He did look different but he was still recognizable.

He turned towards Teresa and looked her in the eyes "Well, What about you?" he asked with his voice thick with his Germanic Accent. "I myself spent the summer in Bavaria and Bulgaria... Dragons... Oh, they are beautiful.. I have myself a hatchling at my home." He said to them both with a large smile. "I also took the liberty of working out much more and practicing on my skills as a Qudditch player." He recounted to his friends.
 
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Teresa Ashford|Year Six|Wolfthorn
Teresa was smiling faintly at Ember's complaint, hearing her familiar voice after spending her vacation with her beloved relatives in London was something she really welcomed. "We can go shopping for another bag sometime," the young British-American offered. Her voice was low and even, a hint of an accent coming through the silk tones, though her speech was mostly neutral. She shook her head at the comment about Eileen. "Don't worry, Quidditch Queen," she teased with a quirk of her brow, "I still think you're the best, though flying on those things is still a mad idea." Despite being a Pureblood, she never understood the appeal of being so high off the ground with only a broom being between you and a hard, painful collision.

Her gaze turned to Thomas as he spoke to her. "A hatchling? What kind?" Her interest piqued, she wasn't even surprised that Thomas would have a hatchling in his home. At the implied question about how her vacation went, she just gave an even smile and softly commented, "I stayed in London and I have kept up my training in fencing." Both of them knew of her family situation and she didn't want to say anything more about it. Teresa's smile widened slightly at his later words and in relation to his earlier question at Ember. "We can see that quite well, Thomas. The summer has treated you well."
 
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Wolfthorn | Year Four
Location: Main Hall
Currently: In Stalker Mode
She'd seen him quite a few times last year. A boy who's shoulder length white hair made him stand out from the crowds. His name? Daniel Chance. Interests? Parkour, singing and acting seemed to be a few of them. Ayako had also deduced that pop music had to be his preferred kind of music, that he wasn't really a fan of horses and liked flirting. The guy she was currently shipping him with? The pretty veela boy who'd be a surprise seme in this case. All this and even more she had jotted down in her notebook, which she now had pressed firmly between her chest and arm as she glanced around the main hall, her golden orbs flitting around as she tried to pick out her poor, unknowing victims. While she hadn't really had much luck finding her breathtakingly handsome vampire boy nor veela boy yet, it didn't take Ayako too long to pick out Daniel. Kohai-chan, as she tended to call him.

Slowly, her lips started curling into an almost predatory smile as she readjusted her thick rimmed, red glasses. Then she casually started to make her way in his direction, though rather skillfully avoided looking at him, while steering away from him just slightly. Like this, he had no reason to expect that it was actually him she was approaching.

As always, she was wearing her strawberry blonde, slightly wavy hair lose. It was bouncing of her shoulders as she walked, her steps small and quiet. Those memorable golden eyes were sparkling with mischief, the color providing a nice contrast to her ivory complexion. As she is of Japanese origin to the half, her facial futures and stature were typical asian, while the colors of her hair and eyes were natural. Kohai-chan... I'm coming for you. Muahahaha!
 
Daniel Chance | Foxcrest | Year Three
Location: Main Hall
Currently: Feeling unaccountably nervous


Danny trusted his instincts. They rarely lead him wrong - okay, sometimes into trouble and occasionally right into danger, but never boredom. Right now, though, the prickling at the back of his neck was telling him that trouble was about to find him, putting the teenager on high alert. He might be reckless, but he did like to know what was coming after him, especially when he hadn't even done anything yet.

From his perch atop a railing on the high staircase he scanned the swarms of students, but all the identical, black robes made them hard to tell apart. There was Aria Tamehama, intimidating everyone around her as per usual, but she was all the way at the Foxcrest table. He spotted Eileen O'Connell inspiring similar reactions in the courtyard outside, probably headed toward the dorms. Much closer to him, Ayako Takashiro looked to be on the prowl, but she seemed focused on someone else. Poor bastard. Danny wouldn't want to be in his shoes. And over there-

Well, hello there. A girl had just passed him by - looked to be older, maybe sixth year - on her way to the Wolfthorn tables. Soft, cream-colored skin, sapphire eyes betraying a touch of irritation as she held her torn bookbag, and most important: D-cup breasts that her unflattering school robes couldn't quite conceal.

He knew her, of course, he'd had Quidditch matches against her: Ember Alixia, one of the best fliers in the school. Gorgeous, athletic, willful, intelligent and straight-up hot, Danny's recent bout of puberty was making a very strong case for him to immediately ask her out. After some consideration (read: half a second to decide his first words) he hopped down off the bannister and began making his way toward the Wolfthorn table, completely oblivious that his path would take him right past Ayako Takashiro...
 
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