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WW Adult Application: Liliya Zdravkova - Liliya Zdravkova - 02-27-2026
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General Information
Character Name:
Liliya Zdravkova
Type of Character:
Adult
Age:
18
Date of Birth:
07 April 1904
Blood Status:
Pureblood
Residence:
Harewood House, West Yorkshire, England
Family:
Fiancé — Lev Oleg Igor Zdravkova
Aunt — Nadežda Katerina Zdravkova
Grandfather — Aleksandr Andrei Igor Zdravkova (Head of Family)
multiple cousins, uncles and more aunts
Occupation:
Argentum Memoriae — Alteration Subordinate
Personality & History
Personality:
Direct, unapologetic, ruthless. Says what she thinks, and if she doesn't, you'll know anyway. Judgemental eyes, confident gait. Doesn't care what you think. Intelligent, skilled duellist, book smart. Cold heart with a warm, molten core, but encased by layers of ice. Deep affection for those that find a way in, fiercely loyal to her family. Has an unruly chaos living in her chest that lashes out in moments of weakness or carelessness. Desires quietly, pragmatist.
History:
Liliya Zdravkova grew up as Eira North, an orphan hundreds of miles away from her true home in Russia, deposited in Cardiff, nameless and alone. There, she was raised by muggles, abused and mistreated for eleven years. Hogwarts became her reprieve, most notably the library. She quickly became one of the top students, eager to learn, eager to get away from the orphanage that clawed her back in every summer break.
The abuse and mistreatment continues, more intensely, now that the staff's suspicion is confirmed — something about her is different, something about her is wrong.
Eira endures, but fiercely. She strikes back where she can, usually against her fellow orphans whose bullying rarely ever gets admonished, growing a determination to find her true family.
Something just tells her it exists. Something tells her, she's not alone.
In the end, she gets found first, by her aunt Nadežda. A woman determined to reintegrate her lost niece into the Russian pureblood family she was stolen from. Eira, now Liliya, learns that her parents ran off together, destined to arranged marriages but having fallen in love with each other instead. They flee across Europe, marry, have a daughter. Always closely followed by Nadežda, always living in fear of getting dragged back, having to face their families' wrath.
At last, they end up in Britain. Liliya is just about a year old when Roman and Anastasia feel the hunters closing in around them, afraid their daughter would have to grow up with what they so desperately tried to escape, or worse, find a more final fate all together.
And so, one cold December night, they lay her down at the backdoor of the muggle orphanage, and disappear into the dark. It never becomes quite clear what exactly happened after. But it is safe to say, in one way or another, Roman and Anastasia chose to end their lives, more willing to die than end up in their relatives' hands.
Liliya never forgives her parents for what she had to endure on their behalf. The abuse, the loneliness, the way it formed her into something she should have never become.
She continues her education at Hogwarts, the connections she's built there seen as a potential foot in the door to expand the Zdravkova family business one day, but only for another year. Appalled by Britain's muggle sympathiser scandals, the Zdravkovas leave Britain, and take their lost daughter with them.
Liliya has to leave behind ever friend she's managed to make, transferring to Durmstrang where she finishes her education. Forced to adapt to the new circumstances of her life, she grows colder, harsher, ruthless. With an upbringing as a nameless, unimportant, unruled orphan, she has to unlearn habits, desires and emotions. She has to break who she used to be, to rearrange the pieces into a woman deserving of a name as old and prestigious as the Zdravkova's, has to mould herself into a version that belongs into a society she struggles to understand and navigate.
She fails, often. She gets punished, she kills the parts of her that don't serve her anymore, she elevates the parts that do. Bit by painful bit, Liliya reshapes her entire being, locking away the old version so far it feels unreachable. Her loyalty and devotion shifts towards her family, her determination to prove herself, her worth, gains her the trust she needs to win small freedoms back.
Nevertheless, Nadežda knows her niece's volatility, her need for control and regulation.
And so Liliya is promised to Lev, her cousin and future husband. A union not only to ensure a young woman's wavering chaos, but part of a bigger plan.
News came in from Britain. The old Minister is done, power is shifting, values are rebuilding themselves.
The Zdravkova's scent their chance of expansion after all.
They send a branch of their family — Liliya, Lev, his father and wife, their flock of children. A mission to gain access, to get involved and important. To bring their unique business and build it, to use the generational gifts of Legilimency to their advantage.
Liliya doesn't mind. She has plans.
Prompt Response:
She stepped out of the shadows drowning the narrow space between the buildings right across the one her gaze can't seem to snatch away from. The echo of her apparition resounded like a warning, the return of someone with a vengeance, a premonition of a woman that had come for payback.
Heels clicking through the quiet street, Liliya halted in the middle of the pavement, still, calm, but stretching on the inside.
Two years since she'd last seen the orphanage and still it loomed, ugly and cruel, a place that reeked with despair.
No lights flickered behind the windows, no movement stirred the curtains. The building slept. Unaware of the magic that sizzled only feet from its front door, eager to tear and burn and punish. It had been a stain on her soul even when she'd left, this place that had been her only home, the people within and what they'd done to her.
The scar just above her hairline tingled with the memories.
"You!" Her head whipped to the right, burning eyes flying to the man pointing a finger in her direction. "I know what you're doing! You're that freak, aren't you?" His gaze dropped to her hand and snapped back up to her face, terror and disgust mixing with accusation and outrage as he took a few steps closer.
Liliya's expression didn't change.
She hadn't noticed the sparks of red anger that had frizzled from the tip of her wand, still laying in her hand. Maybe standing before her past had stirred more emotion than she had anticipated. More than she was able to contain within herself.
The man stepped even closer, face contorted into a sneer. "Get lost, freak!"
The flick of her wand was barely noticeable. Eyes trained on the stranger, his face fallen into limp apathy, she let her magic flow into his brain. The Obliviate reknitted his memory, weaving and cutting until her existence was no more than an uninteresting woman standing on the pavement.
He was lucky she hadn't yet come to burn this fucking place to the ground.
As she cut her magic off, leaving him to reel in his bearings, Liliya made a mental note, putting that face to memory.
For later.
Miscellaneous
Other Characters
Maevie Golding, Harper Campbell
How did you find us?
through the scrying glass
WW Adult Application: Liliya Zdravkova - Julia Barlowe - 02-27-2026
Liliya Zdravkova,
Your application has been approved.
Welcome to the Wizarding World! There's plenty to do and see. Why don't you try out one of our many careers over at the Ministry of Magic or St. Mungo's? Take a stroll through our commercial district and make some friends.
Your journey is just beginning.
Signed,
Julia Laurence