Post by Libby Jordan on Feb 18, 2014 21:12:55 GMT -5
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FORTY-FOUR
FEMALE
CAFE OWNER
HALFBLOOD
HETEROSEXUAL
PAGET BREWSTER
ELIZABETH 'LIBBY' ALENA JORDAN
 this will be edited someday when i'm not being lazy. The Moon family were Halfbloods who liked to pretend that they were Purebloods, which really says all you need to know. Nobody else was really fooled by the pretence, but they had kept it up so long they almost believed it themselves. It was, after all, the only thing they had to take pride in. The family lived in a tiny, cramped house on a side street off Knockturn Alley, and had done for several generations. Their income was an equally tiny, cramped café on the Alley – the kind of place where the only food served oozed greyish grease onto the slightly grubby plates and the only seats were four tall stools, their plastic always a little sticky to the touch, along the inside of the window. The ambition of the Moons knew no bounds, but somehow it never seemed to go anywhere, all their extra money-making schemes running into the ground before they actually made any money. They had been Slytherins for as long as families like the Malfoys had been Slytherins (although they’d cheated to keep the family line going, the odd Muggleborn or Halfblood creeping in and tainting the family history, although as they’d point out to anyone who enquired too closely, the same could be said of even the most prestigious families). Unlike the Malfoys, though, the only people who knew the name of the Moons were the people who ate in Knockturn Alley. Elizabeth, or Libby, Moon, was the middle child in her generation. She had an older brother, Taurus (the Moons were as ambitious in the names they gave their children as in anything else) and a young sister, Euphemia, known as Effie. And while she got on with her brother and sister reasonably well, there was always something different about Libby. Taurus was a crafty, scheming boy who believed himself very clever, but whose cleverness somehow never translated into good grades or original ideas. Effie was a petulant child who disliked hard work (but got away with doing nothing by dint of being the baby), and had a tendency to slam doors when she was angry. Libby was a dreamer, something that used to irritate her mother no end and earn her many snappy comments when she was helping out in the café. None of them bothered to enquire into Libby’s dreams, or they might have known that their middle daughter dreamed of a different sort of world, a world where she could afford the nice clothes she hankered after, a world where the coffee she served was hot and strong, the food was appetising, and the tables clean. Libby had no difficulty with hard work; she liked the work of the café, just not the café itself. All three children were Slytherins, of course. Libby was a quiet child during her first few years of Hogwarts, keeping her head down rather than find herself unwillingly associated with Taurus and his crowd. Gradually, she came out of her shell a bit, but still, there were few at Hogwarts who knew the ‘real’ Libby Moon. Indeed, there were few outside her own house who even knew who Libby Moon was, a fact she resented a little as a teenager. Being the same year as the famous Harry Potter, her school years were eventful, but she played little active part in those events. It was not until after Hogwarts, and after the war, that Libby really emerged. Her decision to leave the family home and business caused explosions, but Libby had suddenly stopped being either quiet or dreamy, and had begun to display the ambition that had seen her sorted into Slytherin in the first place. With utter determination, she got herself a menial admin job at the Wizarding Wireless Network Headquarters, and an uninspiring little bedsit. In a few short weeks, she transformed the bedsit into a cheerful, homey space, the first display of the special non-magical magic that was Libby Moon’s real expertise. She disliked the admin job, but taking it was to turn out to be one of her better decisions, because it was how she met Lee Jordan. Since his role in the war, Lee had become a successful radio presenter, with his own regular show. He and Libby had never met before, did not even know who the other was, but somehow they got talking, and Lee found himself lingering in the WWN offices unnecessarily, talking to the pretty young admin assistant who turned out to have a brilliant sense of humour and a steely head for business. Eventually he invited her out – as a friend – and Libby discovered a new world of parties and bars that she had previously shunned. She also began to meet boys – and men – and went out with a few, but somehow she always returned to Lee. Their friendship turned to more quite naturally in the end. Libby had plans, though, and soon left the job at the WWN to follow the old dream of her own restaurant. An excellent business plan and a loan from Gringotts later, and she had her premises on Diagon Alley, for in those post-war years, a lot of money was being put into rebuilding the Alley. The café, which she named the Tamarisk Tree, flourished, its brightly coloured walls, cheerful atmosphere and great coffee bringing the customers in crowds. By the time Libby found herself pregnant with Lee’s baby, her business was already thriving. The couple moved in together, into a pleasant little house off Diagan Alley, and their first daughter, Erica Faith, was born. Erica was a happy, noisy baby, and Libby, not wanting to leave her café for too long, quickly began to take her daughter to work with her. Erica – or Ricky, as she soon became known – grew up in and out of the Tamarisk Tree, seeing it as an extension of her home. She took her first steps in among the tables, and by the time she was five, was perfectly happy running between home and café unattended. By the time she was seven, she was familiar with most places on the Alley and was helping her mother to wipe down tables. Her favourite place – besides the café – was Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, the shop belonging to her father’s oldest friend, George Weasley. George’s daughter, Roxanne, was a matter of months younger than Ricky, and the two grew up almost as close as sisters. Libby and Lee married when Erica was two. They had another daughter, Felicity, about a year after they were married. Libby enjoyed her life as a mother and a cafe owner. She was very liberal in her rearing of her children, as both she and Lee were dedicated to their jobs. But that's not to say that Libby ignores her children like most professionally-driven parents. She tries to involve her girls in all aspects of her life. The children were practically raised in the cafe, so it's like a second home to them. They never seemed to mind and the way Libby looked at it: it was a good way to socialize her girls. They added flair to the already colorful cafe. Both girls have grown up so quickly, Libby almost can't believe it. Ricky just graduated and little Felicity is going into her fourth year. Libby is very open with her girls about everything - boys, sex, body changes, fashion, feelings and so on. She loves talking with her girls and catching up on their lives. She encourages them to go after what they want. Libby is also very happy (and satisfied) in her marriage. HANNA 24 GMT -5 |
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