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Fancourt, Spencer Avery (Troian Bellisario)
Birthdate: 1982/10/08
Age: 21
Bloodline: Pureblood
Abilities: None.
Wand: 10" | Inflexible | Hawthorne | Hippogriff Feather
Alma Mater: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry
House: Ravenclaw
Alliance: None.
Spouse/Partner: None.
Family: Perpetua Fancourt (Canon)
Pets: None.
Age: 21
Bloodline: Pureblood
Abilities: None.
Wand: 10" | Inflexible | Hawthorne | Hippogriff Feather
Alma Mater: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry
House: Ravenclaw
Alliance: None.
Spouse/Partner: None.
Family: Perpetua Fancourt (Canon)
Pets: None.
Personality & Description
Physical description:
Spencer is known for her striking features. Miss Fancourt has dark brown hair and an olive complexion with--some would say--piercing blue eyes. Her appearance somewhat betrays her namesake of "Fancourt," but her mother's strong genes managed to trump her father's ginger ones.
Spencer stands tall at around 5'7" and is quite slender. When proud, she possesses the posture of one who can only be described as statuesque. Spencer comes from money--lunascope money, to be exact. Her grandmother, Perpetua Fancourt, is an inventor and astronomer and made her name by inventing the lunascope. As a result, the Fancourt name takes pride in astronomical discovery, and Spencer is not excluded from that fixation on the stars. Growing up affluently, she was used to having to look her best for appearances; now she does so for herself.
Spencer is usually dressed rather conservatively at times. Her family owns a home in France where she spends her summers. She particularly enjoys the shopping. Her style could be called "nerdy chic," with a touch of mature flare.
Personality and mindful attributes:
Growing up, Spencer Fancourt was regarded most for her intelligence and wit. It made her boundless in curiosity and energy for learning, but as she consumed all literature and lecture around her topics of interest, Perpetua, Edward and Emma discovered that Spencer's drive most uniquely flourished in structure and logic. She wasn't the most creative, but she was formulaic.
Spencer spent hours with her mother and father solving problems and studying alongside them as they worked--learning was in her blood. Like any proper Ravenclaw, Spencer enjoyed riddles, reading, writing, music and exploring.
Miss Fancourt does not lack humility, but she does not always suspect others can get the job done better than she can. Spencer's drive to succeed in her studies never outweighed her drive to help others, however.
Spencer is known for her striking features. Miss Fancourt has dark brown hair and an olive complexion with--some would say--piercing blue eyes. Her appearance somewhat betrays her namesake of "Fancourt," but her mother's strong genes managed to trump her father's ginger ones.
Spencer stands tall at around 5'7" and is quite slender. When proud, she possesses the posture of one who can only be described as statuesque. Spencer comes from money--lunascope money, to be exact. Her grandmother, Perpetua Fancourt, is an inventor and astronomer and made her name by inventing the lunascope. As a result, the Fancourt name takes pride in astronomical discovery, and Spencer is not excluded from that fixation on the stars. Growing up affluently, she was used to having to look her best for appearances; now she does so for herself.
Spencer is usually dressed rather conservatively at times. Her family owns a home in France where she spends her summers. She particularly enjoys the shopping. Her style could be called "nerdy chic," with a touch of mature flare.
Personality and mindful attributes:
Growing up, Spencer Fancourt was regarded most for her intelligence and wit. It made her boundless in curiosity and energy for learning, but as she consumed all literature and lecture around her topics of interest, Perpetua, Edward and Emma discovered that Spencer's drive most uniquely flourished in structure and logic. She wasn't the most creative, but she was formulaic.
Spencer spent hours with her mother and father solving problems and studying alongside them as they worked--learning was in her blood. Like any proper Ravenclaw, Spencer enjoyed riddles, reading, writing, music and exploring.
Miss Fancourt does not lack humility, but she does not always suspect others can get the job done better than she can. Spencer's drive to succeed in her studies never outweighed her drive to help others, however.
History
Patronus and Memory: Fox. | The sound of her mother's laugh, coming from the kitchen on a summery evening night before dinner.
Boggart and Memory: Kellen Creeley. | Watching her mother, Emma Fancourt, die at the hands of a werewolf by the name of Kellen Creeley. When Spencer was just 12-years-old, her mother was ambushed by the bitter, former classmate stricken with lycanthropy. His condition and fear were only worsened when he met Fenrir Greyback--notably the most savage of werewolves of his time--who convinced Kellen to take out Spencer's mother in an attempt to gain control of her assets. Fenrir selfishly hoped that the Fancourts' resources and studies in astronomy could lead to more understanding of lycanthropy and how to control it. Fenrir's desire to control lycanthropy, however, was merely for malicious gain, and Emma's death was in vain; Spencer's father, Edward Fancourt, slayed the werewolf Kellen. Meanwhile, Spencer stood in the shadows of the family stairway and observed the tragedy in stunned silence: her mother torn on the floor, her father covered in someone else's blood and the vicious look on the wolf's face--even in death.
Boggart and Memory: Kellen Creeley. | Watching her mother, Emma Fancourt, die at the hands of a werewolf by the name of Kellen Creeley. When Spencer was just 12-years-old, her mother was ambushed by the bitter, former classmate stricken with lycanthropy. His condition and fear were only worsened when he met Fenrir Greyback--notably the most savage of werewolves of his time--who convinced Kellen to take out Spencer's mother in an attempt to gain control of her assets. Fenrir selfishly hoped that the Fancourts' resources and studies in astronomy could lead to more understanding of lycanthropy and how to control it. Fenrir's desire to control lycanthropy, however, was merely for malicious gain, and Emma's death was in vain; Spencer's father, Edward Fancourt, slayed the werewolf Kellen. Meanwhile, Spencer stood in the shadows of the family stairway and observed the tragedy in stunned silence: her mother torn on the floor, her father covered in someone else's blood and the vicious look on the wolf's face--even in death.
A short, stout and ginger woman by the name of Perpetua Fancourt was born into a world of star gazing. Having been born in the British Isles, she spent most of her time in the country - with friends, family or alone - enjoying her time watching the moon as he hung delicately in the sky. Such a phenomenon! she thought. In 1911, Perpetua became a first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her eagerness to learn and devotion to her studies made the Sorting Hat's decision to place her in Ravenclaw an easy one. Thus began a legacy of the Fancourts' love affair with the stars.
Perpetua Fancourt's studies in astronomy flourished even after graduation. She is most famously noted in the wizarding community for inventing the lunascope - a device that reveals the phases of the moon. Now the Fancourts are regarded among the affluent witches and wizards, due to Perpetua's patent and the Fancourts' respectable studies in astronomy and devotion to its academic excellence both in the wizarding world and unsuspecting Muggle world.
Once, a mistaken wizard told Perpetua he was happy she wasn't into "all that tea-leaf reading shit that some of those folks that work in the towers do." Perpetua - with fine friends in divination and a slight interest in it herself - only chuckled and let it go with poise and ease, as is the Fancourt way.
"I'd like to think you can learn a bit more from the stars," she joked back.
Perpetua only married one man, though she rarely speaks of him - due to grief, not spite - and gave birth to a baby boy named Edward. Edward grew to also fall in love with the stories constellations tell, and also fall in love with a Ravenclaw peer by the name of Emma. Edward's ginger hair was hardly a match of the contested, shiny, brunette locks that fell to the center of Emma's back. He loved the way she spoke, the way she carried herself, the way she held the tip of her quill to her lips while she thought. He even loved how, when she was particularly stressed during N.E.W.T.s, she left an ink mark on her bottom lip that wouldn't rub off for two days. Perpetua loved Emma's interest in astronomy; she found no reason to not approve of their union.
October 8, 1980 was a fine Thursday for the Fancourts. While most of the wizarding world kept eyes and ears away from the muggle world, in one manor on the edge of London, the Fancourts were sitting by an electric radio listening intently to a muggle new station. The first of the Orbiting Solar Observatory satellite series, OSO I, was celebrating its anniversary: Its re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere. It had been 18 years or so since it was launched in the '60s and the Fancourts had followed the story ever since. At least for them, even muggle space exploration was worth researching. Unfortunately OSO I burned upon re-entry, but it was still a time for celebration in the world of astronomy. The world was exploring far beyond just looking into a telescope, and any stride was a feat. During intermission, and a god-awful advertisement for a new candy bar that caused Perpetua to break out in hives, Emma Fancourt experienced her first set of contractions.
Spencer Avery Fancourt, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes - like her mother - entered the world later that evening. Perpetua took it as a sign that her new granddaughter was going to be brilliant.
Spencer grew up playing with children in nearby neighborhoods, but her family spent even more time assimilating her into the wizarding world. Mr. and Mrs. Fancourt made sure to provide Spencer with all of the prior training and knowledge about their world as possible, and gave her a chance to learn as much about the muggle world as she so chose. As a result, Spencer managed to find an even balance with finding friends in both worlds and networking extensively in the wizarding world. Adult witches and wizards knew her by name the moment they saw her with Perpetua and would regard her as a witty, beautiful child. Perpetua has a lot of pride when it comes to Spencer. The Fancourts did everything they could to raise Spencer to be the best she can be, but Perpetua always knew Spencer wanted it just as much. Never had anyone seen Spencer as happy as when she was learning and meeting new, important people.
When Spencer was 9-years-old her grandmother gave her her first lunascope, moon phase chart and star chart. Spencer was elated at the prospect of finally being able to properly research that great expanse on her own. For years she would mimic her grandmother during her studying--it was an endearing, childlike trait of hers. Spencer began immediately studying as much as she could and begging her grandmother for as many books on astronomy as she had to offer. Perpetua withheld some from Spencer--much to the child's dismay--because she wanted her to still have time to learn and appreciate it when she got older. Looking back, Spencer appreciates that about her grandmother. The eldest Fancourt never let Spencer forget her age or that she had time to grow and learn.
October 8, 1992 was Spencer's tenth birthday and her family through an opulent ball in her honor. Spencer knew that in a year's time she would be in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but she so desperately wanted to attend Beauxbatons. One visit meeting professors there and she was ready to abandon all childhood and plunge herself deep into those studies. Spencer was wise, though. She knew that if it was meant to be, it would be. Paris would have to wait until she got more experience closer to home--she was very young, after all. For Spencer, she knew this "birthday" ball was a chance to dress up and show herself as poised for her family's friends and networks--it was also a chance for her to invite as many friends as she could to her party for one last show. As Spencer walked around the room and greeted everyone at the party, Perpetua made sure to introduce the young Fancourt to one important person at Hogwarts: Aurora Sinistra. Professor Sinistra worked in the Astronomy Tower. Perpetua wanted to make sure her friend Aurora knew who would eventually carry on the Fancourt name. Spencer politely said "hello" and spoke with Aurora about the stars. It was then everyone at the party could see how much like a child Spencer still was as she moved about animatedly and adorably. She spoke with such passion about the stars that Sinistra's eyes lit up with joy. Spencer had gained her approval in a matter of minutes. Edward, Emma and Perpetua Fancourt all stood back a little and smiled to each other.
To compromise for her time in the muggle world playing with neighboring children, her mother and father later let her have a separate party--devoid of magic. At both events, Spencer spent time with her friends outside, dancing around to the music that could be heard from inside the manor and lying in the grass in a row of all of them just gazing at the stars. "Are you going to study stars, too, Spencer?" one boy asked. Spencer watched the stars twinkling in the sky, as if they were talking to her in some sort of code. She turned her head and looked at the boy lying next to her who was waiting patiently for an answer: "I couldn't imagine a life without them."
Entrance into Hogwarts was obvious, and the Sorting Hat hardly touched Spencer's head before declaring - quite loudly - that it would be Ravenclaw. Just like Edward, just like Emma and just like Perpetua. Spencer took the sorting seriously, determined not to let down her House or her family name.
Drive and a stubbornness to always have the right answer could not prepare Spencer for the shock of losing her mother, unfortunately.
The night of the attack there are flashes of a memory - a blood-curdling scream, the sounds of ripping fabric and what Spencer tries not to assume is flesh, the loud bang of a curse pulsating out of her father's wand, the snarling and snapping of a strong snout and jaw. Kellen Creeley had been a poignant part of Emma Fancourt's life as a child. In school, the misguided child clung to her friendship, until he no longer reciprocated the support she gave to him. Bitter, stricken with lycanthropy just the summer before, and neglected by his peers, Creeley's life of solitude boiled over when he met a pack of werewolves headed by Fenrir Greyback.
Fenrir, fully aware of the impact the Fancourts had in astronomy, was determined to take that control from them in order to gain the knowledge for himself. He believed if he understood the moon, he could control his pack's transformations and disease. Fenrir convinced Creeley to attack Emma Fancourt, and so he did, murdering the woman in her own home as Spencer watched - stunned - from the stairwell. Edward's attack of scornful offense and defense of the family still left shaken behind him, kept the Fancourt name alive and healthy. Spencer did her best to shake the images, picking up the pieces of their home with Edward, but it was more than a 12-year-old could bear at times. She would be forever scarred.
During Spencer's time at Hogwarts, much had changed in her life, including adopting the cutest puffskein named Delilah, taking over the Chess Club and becoming Chaser on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Nothing excited her more, except for the arrival of the astronomy professor, Professor James McCrimmon--a peculiar astronomy professor and secretive seer. He had a lot in common with Spencer, including the stars and France. The two spent several tutoring sessions at night melding both constellations and the French language. Admittedly, Spencer began to find herself falling for the professor, if only on a girlish whim, but he soon disappeared before the Career Fair. Not much was ever said about his disappearance but the Great Hall was in a frenzy, claiming he was one of the staff deaths that year. Spencer, crushed, was happier now more than ever to escape to France with her grandmother that summer - a tradition the two had never stopped doing.
The Great Hall was the center of a lot of drama and rumor, including the worst of Spencer's sixth year a fight with a "pack" of werewolves. The collective stricken students were anything if not feisty, and Spencer's attempts to get closer to one male student fell through when she began fighting with Steff. The scene was proving Spencer as almost incorrigible, and her hateful feelings towards Greyback and likewise other werewolves caused the rest of the Great Hall to believe her just as heinous as the rumor that Steff had bitten another student.
Desperate to find Steff later and make amends, Spencer caught the Gryffindor outside of the Fat Lady's portrait. It was there that Spencer discovered how kindhearted Steff could actually be. Horrified by what she had said and done, Spencer did her best to make it up to Steff, and the two soon swallowed their own pride and apologized. The Ravenclaw and Gryffindor girls were sure to be better friends in the future, despite their rivalry status from before. All they needed was a little time.
Much like Professor McCrimmon, Spencer became close friends with a girl named Alicia who she met in Hogsmeade one day. Overtime, the two became incredibly close, and Spencer invited the older Gryffindor to her grandmother's French home for the summer. Spencer shared the stars with Alicia, hoping that the girl would be as excited as she always was for the excursion. But after all of the effort, quickly following the chaos of the Career Fair, Alicia disappeared. Spencer continued to worry for her endlessly, hoping that her disturbingly abusive father hadn't hurt her or worse. Spencer hoped one day to hear from Alicia again. That troubled girl needed friends more than anyone else Spencer had met.
France in the summer of '98 was just what Spencer needed. The time away gave Spencer a chance to reflect on the choices she had made and the friends she had made. Spencer was hopeful to return to a less-tragic seventh year and graduate with all of her credentials and honors in check. She knew how bright her future was, and she had no intention of ruining it. Her knew role as Head Girl did complicate some things, but with a relatively light schedule (although difficult courses), Spencer had enough time to relax, do what she loved, patrol with the Prefects and still have a social life even outside of her usual clubs. Spencer was even determined to make a change with what she had learned about her werewolf classmates and reach out to that community. She started an internship with the Werewolf Liaison Office, in hopes to contributing in their efforts to cure lycanthropy, help heal those stricken, and she hoped to conquer her own fears. But France and her starry-eyed pursuits did take priority, as always.
Amongst the studying, internship working, chasing players on a field, patrolling the halls for rebellious students snogging under staircases that move conveniently in time to be busted by the Head Girl, and socializing, Spencer managed to find time to also become interested in Kale Shepard, a Ravenclaw artist with a fondness for drawing foxes, it seemed. When Kale admitted that Spencer was his muse, she imagined that the feeling must be mutual. Those feelings were confirmed when during one terrible night--where Kale was shaken by a nightmare of his mother's passing--Kale kissed Spencer, confusing her. Unsure if he did so because he was vulnerable, Spencer told Kale she was willing to move forward so long as they discuss their feelings rationally first.
Kale and Spencer continued their relationship throughout the rest of the school year. And while she did her best to focus on her schoolwork, it did appear that he was falling for her quickly. Spencer did her best to be a good girlfriend, but her mind often wandered to times beyond these moments in Ravenclaw's Common Room. She wasn't sure that they were meant to last. So, finally, as the year came to a close--on the Quidditch Pitch--Spencer broke up with Kale. They had been together for a few short months but she could tell that Kale would have a hard time with the separation. But with her other friends by her side and her years at Hogwarts behind her, Spencer was more concerned about her next move. After her trip to France with Kaylee--her fellow Ravenclaw friend, a sixth year, that she had become close with over her final year--and her grandmother, it would be time for Spencer to decide how she wanted to make her own living. She loved her family's namesake, but she wasn't sure she wanted to be just another Fancourt studying the stars. Spencer had to decide if she wanted to work with her family or work alone.
On her first step to independence, was Spencer's decision to apply for a job at Diagon Alley's Flourish and Blotts Bookshop as a bookkeeper. Her new job would give her a chance to get her hands on a plethora of knowledge and explore her options post-Hogwarts. The idea was a small start for someone as successfully-minded as Spencer, but it was an exhilarating one for the Ravenclaw alumna.
After over a year, much as expected, the role as bookkeeper had run its course for Spencer, and she wanted a new challenge. Still determined to keep her ties with France, astronomy, and the Fancourt name, Spencer applied for a job with the Ministry of Magic as the French Ambassador's secretary. Her clerical work had always been something to be admired, and she found new ways to stay organized and poised when preparing for a meeting or presentation in school. Perpetua leapt for joy knowing that her granddaughter would be strengthening her French and keeping a close eye on Paris between their trips. "Now, let's get you back into your work," her elder said.
Perpetua Fancourt's studies in astronomy flourished even after graduation. She is most famously noted in the wizarding community for inventing the lunascope - a device that reveals the phases of the moon. Now the Fancourts are regarded among the affluent witches and wizards, due to Perpetua's patent and the Fancourts' respectable studies in astronomy and devotion to its academic excellence both in the wizarding world and unsuspecting Muggle world.
Once, a mistaken wizard told Perpetua he was happy she wasn't into "all that tea-leaf reading shit that some of those folks that work in the towers do." Perpetua - with fine friends in divination and a slight interest in it herself - only chuckled and let it go with poise and ease, as is the Fancourt way.
"I'd like to think you can learn a bit more from the stars," she joked back.
Perpetua only married one man, though she rarely speaks of him - due to grief, not spite - and gave birth to a baby boy named Edward. Edward grew to also fall in love with the stories constellations tell, and also fall in love with a Ravenclaw peer by the name of Emma. Edward's ginger hair was hardly a match of the contested, shiny, brunette locks that fell to the center of Emma's back. He loved the way she spoke, the way she carried herself, the way she held the tip of her quill to her lips while she thought. He even loved how, when she was particularly stressed during N.E.W.T.s, she left an ink mark on her bottom lip that wouldn't rub off for two days. Perpetua loved Emma's interest in astronomy; she found no reason to not approve of their union.
October 8, 1980 was a fine Thursday for the Fancourts. While most of the wizarding world kept eyes and ears away from the muggle world, in one manor on the edge of London, the Fancourts were sitting by an electric radio listening intently to a muggle new station. The first of the Orbiting Solar Observatory satellite series, OSO I, was celebrating its anniversary: Its re-entry into the Earth's atmosphere. It had been 18 years or so since it was launched in the '60s and the Fancourts had followed the story ever since. At least for them, even muggle space exploration was worth researching. Unfortunately OSO I burned upon re-entry, but it was still a time for celebration in the world of astronomy. The world was exploring far beyond just looking into a telescope, and any stride was a feat. During intermission, and a god-awful advertisement for a new candy bar that caused Perpetua to break out in hives, Emma Fancourt experienced her first set of contractions.
Spencer Avery Fancourt, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes - like her mother - entered the world later that evening. Perpetua took it as a sign that her new granddaughter was going to be brilliant.
Spencer grew up playing with children in nearby neighborhoods, but her family spent even more time assimilating her into the wizarding world. Mr. and Mrs. Fancourt made sure to provide Spencer with all of the prior training and knowledge about their world as possible, and gave her a chance to learn as much about the muggle world as she so chose. As a result, Spencer managed to find an even balance with finding friends in both worlds and networking extensively in the wizarding world. Adult witches and wizards knew her by name the moment they saw her with Perpetua and would regard her as a witty, beautiful child. Perpetua has a lot of pride when it comes to Spencer. The Fancourts did everything they could to raise Spencer to be the best she can be, but Perpetua always knew Spencer wanted it just as much. Never had anyone seen Spencer as happy as when she was learning and meeting new, important people.
When Spencer was 9-years-old her grandmother gave her her first lunascope, moon phase chart and star chart. Spencer was elated at the prospect of finally being able to properly research that great expanse on her own. For years she would mimic her grandmother during her studying--it was an endearing, childlike trait of hers. Spencer began immediately studying as much as she could and begging her grandmother for as many books on astronomy as she had to offer. Perpetua withheld some from Spencer--much to the child's dismay--because she wanted her to still have time to learn and appreciate it when she got older. Looking back, Spencer appreciates that about her grandmother. The eldest Fancourt never let Spencer forget her age or that she had time to grow and learn.
October 8, 1992 was Spencer's tenth birthday and her family through an opulent ball in her honor. Spencer knew that in a year's time she would be in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but she so desperately wanted to attend Beauxbatons. One visit meeting professors there and she was ready to abandon all childhood and plunge herself deep into those studies. Spencer was wise, though. She knew that if it was meant to be, it would be. Paris would have to wait until she got more experience closer to home--she was very young, after all. For Spencer, she knew this "birthday" ball was a chance to dress up and show herself as poised for her family's friends and networks--it was also a chance for her to invite as many friends as she could to her party for one last show. As Spencer walked around the room and greeted everyone at the party, Perpetua made sure to introduce the young Fancourt to one important person at Hogwarts: Aurora Sinistra. Professor Sinistra worked in the Astronomy Tower. Perpetua wanted to make sure her friend Aurora knew who would eventually carry on the Fancourt name. Spencer politely said "hello" and spoke with Aurora about the stars. It was then everyone at the party could see how much like a child Spencer still was as she moved about animatedly and adorably. She spoke with such passion about the stars that Sinistra's eyes lit up with joy. Spencer had gained her approval in a matter of minutes. Edward, Emma and Perpetua Fancourt all stood back a little and smiled to each other.
To compromise for her time in the muggle world playing with neighboring children, her mother and father later let her have a separate party--devoid of magic. At both events, Spencer spent time with her friends outside, dancing around to the music that could be heard from inside the manor and lying in the grass in a row of all of them just gazing at the stars. "Are you going to study stars, too, Spencer?" one boy asked. Spencer watched the stars twinkling in the sky, as if they were talking to her in some sort of code. She turned her head and looked at the boy lying next to her who was waiting patiently for an answer: "I couldn't imagine a life without them."
Entrance into Hogwarts was obvious, and the Sorting Hat hardly touched Spencer's head before declaring - quite loudly - that it would be Ravenclaw. Just like Edward, just like Emma and just like Perpetua. Spencer took the sorting seriously, determined not to let down her House or her family name.
Drive and a stubbornness to always have the right answer could not prepare Spencer for the shock of losing her mother, unfortunately.
The night of the attack there are flashes of a memory - a blood-curdling scream, the sounds of ripping fabric and what Spencer tries not to assume is flesh, the loud bang of a curse pulsating out of her father's wand, the snarling and snapping of a strong snout and jaw. Kellen Creeley had been a poignant part of Emma Fancourt's life as a child. In school, the misguided child clung to her friendship, until he no longer reciprocated the support she gave to him. Bitter, stricken with lycanthropy just the summer before, and neglected by his peers, Creeley's life of solitude boiled over when he met a pack of werewolves headed by Fenrir Greyback.
Fenrir, fully aware of the impact the Fancourts had in astronomy, was determined to take that control from them in order to gain the knowledge for himself. He believed if he understood the moon, he could control his pack's transformations and disease. Fenrir convinced Creeley to attack Emma Fancourt, and so he did, murdering the woman in her own home as Spencer watched - stunned - from the stairwell. Edward's attack of scornful offense and defense of the family still left shaken behind him, kept the Fancourt name alive and healthy. Spencer did her best to shake the images, picking up the pieces of their home with Edward, but it was more than a 12-year-old could bear at times. She would be forever scarred.
During Spencer's time at Hogwarts, much had changed in her life, including adopting the cutest puffskein named Delilah, taking over the Chess Club and becoming Chaser on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Nothing excited her more, except for the arrival of the astronomy professor, Professor James McCrimmon--a peculiar astronomy professor and secretive seer. He had a lot in common with Spencer, including the stars and France. The two spent several tutoring sessions at night melding both constellations and the French language. Admittedly, Spencer began to find herself falling for the professor, if only on a girlish whim, but he soon disappeared before the Career Fair. Not much was ever said about his disappearance but the Great Hall was in a frenzy, claiming he was one of the staff deaths that year. Spencer, crushed, was happier now more than ever to escape to France with her grandmother that summer - a tradition the two had never stopped doing.
The Great Hall was the center of a lot of drama and rumor, including the worst of Spencer's sixth year a fight with a "pack" of werewolves. The collective stricken students were anything if not feisty, and Spencer's attempts to get closer to one male student fell through when she began fighting with Steff. The scene was proving Spencer as almost incorrigible, and her hateful feelings towards Greyback and likewise other werewolves caused the rest of the Great Hall to believe her just as heinous as the rumor that Steff had bitten another student.
Desperate to find Steff later and make amends, Spencer caught the Gryffindor outside of the Fat Lady's portrait. It was there that Spencer discovered how kindhearted Steff could actually be. Horrified by what she had said and done, Spencer did her best to make it up to Steff, and the two soon swallowed their own pride and apologized. The Ravenclaw and Gryffindor girls were sure to be better friends in the future, despite their rivalry status from before. All they needed was a little time.
Much like Professor McCrimmon, Spencer became close friends with a girl named Alicia who she met in Hogsmeade one day. Overtime, the two became incredibly close, and Spencer invited the older Gryffindor to her grandmother's French home for the summer. Spencer shared the stars with Alicia, hoping that the girl would be as excited as she always was for the excursion. But after all of the effort, quickly following the chaos of the Career Fair, Alicia disappeared. Spencer continued to worry for her endlessly, hoping that her disturbingly abusive father hadn't hurt her or worse. Spencer hoped one day to hear from Alicia again. That troubled girl needed friends more than anyone else Spencer had met.
France in the summer of '98 was just what Spencer needed. The time away gave Spencer a chance to reflect on the choices she had made and the friends she had made. Spencer was hopeful to return to a less-tragic seventh year and graduate with all of her credentials and honors in check. She knew how bright her future was, and she had no intention of ruining it. Her knew role as Head Girl did complicate some things, but with a relatively light schedule (although difficult courses), Spencer had enough time to relax, do what she loved, patrol with the Prefects and still have a social life even outside of her usual clubs. Spencer was even determined to make a change with what she had learned about her werewolf classmates and reach out to that community. She started an internship with the Werewolf Liaison Office, in hopes to contributing in their efforts to cure lycanthropy, help heal those stricken, and she hoped to conquer her own fears. But France and her starry-eyed pursuits did take priority, as always.
Amongst the studying, internship working, chasing players on a field, patrolling the halls for rebellious students snogging under staircases that move conveniently in time to be busted by the Head Girl, and socializing, Spencer managed to find time to also become interested in Kale Shepard, a Ravenclaw artist with a fondness for drawing foxes, it seemed. When Kale admitted that Spencer was his muse, she imagined that the feeling must be mutual. Those feelings were confirmed when during one terrible night--where Kale was shaken by a nightmare of his mother's passing--Kale kissed Spencer, confusing her. Unsure if he did so because he was vulnerable, Spencer told Kale she was willing to move forward so long as they discuss their feelings rationally first.
Kale and Spencer continued their relationship throughout the rest of the school year. And while she did her best to focus on her schoolwork, it did appear that he was falling for her quickly. Spencer did her best to be a good girlfriend, but her mind often wandered to times beyond these moments in Ravenclaw's Common Room. She wasn't sure that they were meant to last. So, finally, as the year came to a close--on the Quidditch Pitch--Spencer broke up with Kale. They had been together for a few short months but she could tell that Kale would have a hard time with the separation. But with her other friends by her side and her years at Hogwarts behind her, Spencer was more concerned about her next move. After her trip to France with Kaylee--her fellow Ravenclaw friend, a sixth year, that she had become close with over her final year--and her grandmother, it would be time for Spencer to decide how she wanted to make her own living. She loved her family's namesake, but she wasn't sure she wanted to be just another Fancourt studying the stars. Spencer had to decide if she wanted to work with her family or work alone.
On her first step to independence, was Spencer's decision to apply for a job at Diagon Alley's Flourish and Blotts Bookshop as a bookkeeper. Her new job would give her a chance to get her hands on a plethora of knowledge and explore her options post-Hogwarts. The idea was a small start for someone as successfully-minded as Spencer, but it was an exhilarating one for the Ravenclaw alumna.
After over a year, much as expected, the role as bookkeeper had run its course for Spencer, and she wanted a new challenge. Still determined to keep her ties with France, astronomy, and the Fancourt name, Spencer applied for a job with the Ministry of Magic as the French Ambassador's secretary. Her clerical work had always been something to be admired, and she found new ways to stay organized and poised when preparing for a meeting or presentation in school. Perpetua leapt for joy knowing that her granddaughter would be strengthening her French and keeping a close eye on Paris between their trips. "Now, let's get you back into your work," her elder said.
Roleplay Sample
The summer after her third year, Spencer spent much of her time in the wooded area behind her father's manor with a boy she met at school. They spent most of their time in Hogsmeade before and had come to like one another very much. There was a confidence in him most regarded of herself, and she found such sternness and assurance endearing. His name was Alexander Smith. Unlike Spencer, Alexander did not find any need to study the stars, but was devoted to becoming an auror when he was of age. Alexander was a muggle-born, and Spencer had been there to protect him from two Slytherins who decided to bully him two years ago when they were just first-years. As they grew closer to the ages of 14, Alexander began to resemble a young man more than he did a boy and Spencer took notice. He had a strong chin and broad shoulders--the same shoulders that had held her once when she needed it most. His dirty blonde hair was not her usual preference but he wore it well and his hazel eyes were pools of green and gold that she found fascinating.
They ran through the woods, making their way to a clearing that Spencer spent most of her childhood. They sat on a nearby boulder by the pond and watched the day shift into night with admirable ease much as they both found growing older to be--even Spencer. Alexander asked Spencer about her mother and they talked about what it was like growing up as Perpetua's granddaughter. It was all lighthearted, but for Spencer it was never heavy. She did not mind the namesake she carried and she had her own reputation that she valued. Alexander always admired that about her--she would never stray from her goals or find herself overwhelmed by something like family. The Fancourt family never wanted her birth right to be a burden. Smith did not always understand the world Spencer grew up in, but he tried hard to understand it for her.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Spencer said, shaking the silence that followed Alexander's thoughts.
"What is?"
"That sky," she replied. Her eyes softened as she took in the beauty--shades of orange, pink and blue swam together and the faintest stars twinkled from beneath the blanketed sunset.
Spencer looked up higher, until her neck was completely elongated and her nose was pointed completely to the sky. Alexander watched her elegance and then followed her gaze. The moon. Others at school have had very little worth saying against Spencer, but they always whispered behind her that her obsession with the moon was an unhealthy one.
"Why do you care about the moon so much?" Alexander asked sardonically.
"The moon affects so much, even us."
"Are you sure that's why?" Alexander watched her gaze shift and she looked at him slightly annoyed.
"Perhaps I have other reasons for caring about the moon so much, but why does it matter?"
"You just worry me sometimes," he said. "Sometimes I can see you glare at it, as if it's done you wrong."
Spencer shifted in her spot a little and Alexander wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her there. "Don't leave," he whispered. "I'm sorry."
Spencer laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. Smiling, she said, "I won't leave."
Spencer sat in Divination across from Alexander and had to avoid his gaze. Those moments were all she did remember of them anymore and rarely what broke them apart. Perhaps that was how it was supposed to be, she would think. Spencer needed logic, at least for now, to get through it. He occasionally would look up and give a sympathetic smirk. She knew he missed her, too. Spencer motioned from her eyes to her textbook with a smirk that made Alexander chuckle. He gave a signal that meant "smart ass;" one that they came up with during that year together. She smiled and blushed a little. His charm would always have her heart.
They ran through the woods, making their way to a clearing that Spencer spent most of her childhood. They sat on a nearby boulder by the pond and watched the day shift into night with admirable ease much as they both found growing older to be--even Spencer. Alexander asked Spencer about her mother and they talked about what it was like growing up as Perpetua's granddaughter. It was all lighthearted, but for Spencer it was never heavy. She did not mind the namesake she carried and she had her own reputation that she valued. Alexander always admired that about her--she would never stray from her goals or find herself overwhelmed by something like family. The Fancourt family never wanted her birth right to be a burden. Smith did not always understand the world Spencer grew up in, but he tried hard to understand it for her.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Spencer said, shaking the silence that followed Alexander's thoughts.
"What is?"
"That sky," she replied. Her eyes softened as she took in the beauty--shades of orange, pink and blue swam together and the faintest stars twinkled from beneath the blanketed sunset.
Spencer looked up higher, until her neck was completely elongated and her nose was pointed completely to the sky. Alexander watched her elegance and then followed her gaze. The moon. Others at school have had very little worth saying against Spencer, but they always whispered behind her that her obsession with the moon was an unhealthy one.
"Why do you care about the moon so much?" Alexander asked sardonically.
"The moon affects so much, even us."
"Are you sure that's why?" Alexander watched her gaze shift and she looked at him slightly annoyed.
"Perhaps I have other reasons for caring about the moon so much, but why does it matter?"
"You just worry me sometimes," he said. "Sometimes I can see you glare at it, as if it's done you wrong."
Spencer shifted in her spot a little and Alexander wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her there. "Don't leave," he whispered. "I'm sorry."
Spencer laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. Smiling, she said, "I won't leave."
Spencer sat in Divination across from Alexander and had to avoid his gaze. Those moments were all she did remember of them anymore and rarely what broke them apart. Perhaps that was how it was supposed to be, she would think. Spencer needed logic, at least for now, to get through it. He occasionally would look up and give a sympathetic smirk. She knew he missed her, too. Spencer motioned from her eyes to her textbook with a smirk that made Alexander chuckle. He gave a signal that meant "smart ass;" one that they came up with during that year together. She smiled and blushed a little. His charm would always have her heart.
"Consider the hummingbird for a long moment." - "Joyas Voladores" by Brian Doyle | Vulpes
