Olivia Christine [Baxtor] Geroff

[Background] [Personality] [Description] [Outfits] [Family]

• Name Meaning
  • Olivia: olive tree
  • Christine: christian
• Birthdate: March 24, 1912
• Role: Witch Weekly Columnist
• Former House: Hufflepuff
• Wand: Swishy Willow wand, medium-long, with a sapphier crystal core
• Pet: Gaia, Boreal Owl – A Boreal Owl, Gaia is not very large. At her full length, she is one even foot tall, with a wingspan of just over seventeen inches. She has an off-white face, which is rimmed by dark feathers, creating a half-moon shape at the front of her head. Between the eyes, there is another dark streak, going down to the bill, which is a dark yellow hue. Her ears are a pale yellow, contrasting with the reddish-brown hues of her body’s coloring. Dark brown streaks run down her belly, which is a lighter shade of brown, as well as running down her wings. Some off-white feathers dot the edges of her wings, almost in a pattern. Her tail is short, with four white cross-bars on it. It is of the same color as the red-brown on her back. Her legs and feet are covered with white feathers, and her claws are a dark brown color with a dendency toward sharpness, though they are often filed down to a more blunt edge.

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Background

The Baxtor family is not a particularly old one, nor is it notorious in any way. For the entirety of its lineage, it has been steeped in mediocrity, never achieving any particular great success or notoriety. Neither were they, however, particularly destitute or disreputable. Continuing on with Landers Marvee Baxtor, who in his time was sorted into Gryffindor, the Baxtor family seemed destined for obscurity for its entirety. For Landers, this was not necessarily a bad thing. He had enough gossip about his ‘wild’ ways that a few people knew his name, and indeed, when he crossed paths with Alouise Farrington more than eight years after his graduation from Hogwarts, the girl six years his junior who had been in his house at the same time did still remember him. With this newfound common interest (for who could be more interesting to Landers than himself?), the two began to spend a great deal of time together, and were married in early 1873. Life for them was not particularly exciting, nor was it very interesting. Alouisa insisted that she didn’t have an interest in working, and Landers did not seem particularly bothered by this, and went about his own business, attempting to create a market for self-stirring cauldrons. Since the things did not work particularly well, and were prone to self-exploding after about a month’s use, his job was not an easy one, nor did he make much money at it. It being just the two of them, however, they had a comfortable existence, in a moderately-sized home, which even had extra bedrooms.

Several years elapsed, with both of them establishing a bit of a schedule. This quiet schedule was unobtrusive, and uninvolved with the outside world, for the most part. Aside from visits to their parents and siblings, Landers and Alouisa spent their time at home, enjoying one another’s company, or a new book, whichever was more appealing at the moment. In 1878, a shock came to Alouisa, however, when she found that she was pregnant. George Landers Baxtor came into the world late in that same year, disrupting the schedule that the two had established. While Landers was able to continue on as he always had for the most part, Alouisa’s life was turned more or less upside down by the addition. After a fashion, she began to get used to her new schedule — when George would allow for one — and became more accustomed to motherhood.

Despite the oft absence of Landers, the Baxtors were in for another change of schedule after George’s second birthday, and the day after Alouisa turned thirty, Ronald Christian Baxtor joined the ranks. By now, Alouisa had become accustomed to caring for a child, and though two was certainly different than one, the woman had relatively little time adjusting. With the new addition, however, Landers was away from home more often than he previously had been, and was not often at home to see his two young sons growing up. Just over four years after Ronald became a member of the Baxtor family, Harold Anderson Baxtor became the youngest and last son that the Baxtors would have.

Home life was not particularly dramatic, though the three boys were rambunctious, as boys are wont to be, and they seemed to grow faster than Alouisa would have liked. Landers was working just as steadily as he had begun to do when George joined the family, if not more. He was often absent for family suppers, and would frequently take to working on Saturdays. While Alouisa knew this was for a very good reason, she still missed the presence of her husband and how their lives were before their children had come along. In 1890, her first son, George, started at Hogwarts, and unlike either of his parents, was sorted into Ravenclaw. Not being very particular on all of the house rivalry, Alouisa was rather apathetic to where her children were sorted, and was pleased at his being at her alma mater at all. Two years later, Ronald followed in his brother’s footsteps to Hogwarts, though he was sorted to Slytherin. Harold came to Hogwarts four years after Ronald, in 1896, while George went into his seventh year and Ronald into his fifth. The boy was sorted into Gryffindor, much to the unveiled joy of both his parents. While they were happy for both of their other sons, neither could conceal their pride at having a child in the same house that they both had been in.

Harold’s time at Hogwarts was largely bland. He did little to earn house points, though would occasionally turn out an exceptional essay which earned him some, and rarely did much to lose points, either. The boy was not made prefect, though he spent a long summer hoping for it. It was a source of much consternation for him during the remainder of his fifth year. Harold survived Hogwarts, however, despite his missing prefecture, and did well at that. He had enough OWLs to manage an internship with the Ministry of Magic shortly after he graduated. While he made a few friends during his time at school, Harold soon lost touch with them, throwing himself instead into his internship, hoping to make a good impression on his superiors and therefore be advanced to more prestigious spots.

Through all his years at Hogwarts, a girl just two years behind him at school, seemed to constantly have her eyes on him and be around him. This girl was Cecelia Marrin Lancaster, of Slytherin. The girl had early developed a crush on him, and the more she heard of him, and heard him speak, the more infatuated she became. When he graduated, the girl’s obsession did not subside, but it did appear to hibernate, and her friends seemed to have decided that she had put it behind her. Upon graduation, however, it did not take Cecelia long to get situated in Diagon Alley with a meager job that paid for a small flat in Circle Street. It didn’t take long before she saw her ‘muse’ as he walked into the Ministry of Magic building every morning and out again in the evening. It took several months, but she finally managed to get his schedule down to the point that her own would closely match. She would pass him on the streets and attempt to gain his attention, but the Baxtor boy was quite oblivious to his former schoolmate.

For many months this went on, her clothing getting more outrageously colored or styled — even going so far once as to wear a muggle dress, though she hated herself for it afterwards — attempting to garner the man’s attention. Attract his attention she finally did, two years after her graduation, when she had just turned twenty years old and he twenty-two, she had been sent on an errand and was jovially fufilling her task of creating a wild flower assortment, when Harold himself entered the shop. The woman had not been paying attention, and backed right into him, causing both to drop their flowers over the floor, which created quite a stir. This was not the grand happenstance on the street that she had planned, but Cecelia was glad to have finally come to a reason to garner his attention. The two started chatting in the shop while trying to salvage their trampled bunches of exotic flowers.

After an agreeable lunch, they parted ways, but not before promising to meet again soon. It was quite to Cecelia’s surprise when Harold dropped by before dinnertime that same night, requesting her presence with him for supper. Cecelia agreed, of course, and the two cozied up in a restaurant outside of Bath which Harold had heard was quite good. It turned out to be a flop, but nevertheless, they stayed. Cecelia was so overjoyed at finding her ambitions fulfilled that she didn’t even find cause to comment about the restaurant’s subpar, well, everything. That night, she heard all about his family life, nothing was left out.

It became a tradition for the two: they would meet for a meal, lunch or dinner usually, and she would drill him with questions about all the specifics of his life and his future plans, until he had finally had enough of it. He had told his entire life story, and still knew very little of the fair woman who was always his companion. His request to hear about her life both excited and frightened Cecelia. She was not proud of her parentage or her family history, and had rather hoped that she could better her position in society, but as she considered how fond she was of Harold, she decided that she would share with him that which none of her friends in her school had been privy to. It was with trepidation that she began the story of her humble beginnings as an only child, with Howard and Zella Lancaster, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor respectively in their day, who had married very young, had a child very young, and had rather poor jobs which only just supported the small family. While Zella and Howard were quite sated with their lives, Cecelia had never been settled in the atmosphere that their parents enjoyed. She, in fact, had hated how poor they were. while it was clearly the bane of her existence that she had grown up poor, the woman chose not to share this fact with the man who she had so long adored, lest he be frightened by it. All she told was of the poor Lancaster family who struggled to get by, even with just one child and a small house.

This admission brought about many promises from Harold, who swore that the two of them would exist in the lap of luxury and would have a long and happy life together. It was his way of proposing to his companion, and while it took her several minutes to realize this, she was overjoyed once she did. Harold and Cecelia were married in 1908 when Cecelia was twenty-one and Harold twenty-three. They settled into a larger flat in Circle Street, assuring one another that it would only be for a short amount of time before they could afford a home. It was at Cecelia’s assertion, however, that she stopped working, for what social climber would ever be caught working?

Just over a year after the two were married (and still living on Circle Street, much to Cecelia’s consternation), Cecelia found that she was pregnant with their first child. Harold was ecstatic at the idea of them beginning a family, though Cecelia was considerably less excited, mostly due to the lack of figure she suffered. Despite this, however, Christian Harold Baxtor made his way into the world on April 10, 1911. He was a good baby, if rather loud when he was in need of something. It was just six months after Christian’s entrance to the world that Harold finally managed to procure a three-bedroom home in Huddersfield. This was far away from both of their families, which, while concerning to Harold, did not bother him, especially as it pleased his wife. They had just begun to feel settled with Christian and their new home when once again, Cecelia became pregnant. On March 24, 1912, Olivia Christine Baxtor was born, their second child.

The Baxtors had very little time to adjust to having two children before Cecelia was once again pregnant. While the woman had wanted children, having so many in such close proximity had not been her plan, and being stuck out of the main throes of social life, she became bitter and rather caustic towards her husband. On July 25, 1913, Gertrude Louisa and Helen Cerise joined the ranks, and would be the last children to join the family. This was largely because Cecelia began to resent her husband very much, despite the fact that he was working very hard to support his children and wife. Truth be told, he began to spend quite a lot of time at work, coming home only when he had to, and behaving much as his own father had in terms of his job.

The children grew up, then, with a rather distant father, and a quite embittered mother. Christian became quite boisterous as he grew older, his one joy in tormenting his three younger sisters, who, if they had ever thought to, could have overpowered him. They never did, however, instead, dealing with his teasing in their own way. Gertrude and Helen became indifferent to him, often ignoring him and instead running to their mother, who was quick to tell them the ways of the world, and tell them of the people who they ought to spend time with. Olivia was much easier for Christian to torment, being much milder-mannered than her younger sisters, and somewhat particular about how her bit of the room that the three of them shared must be. Christian, being the only boy, was blessed to have his own room to himself across the hall from the girls, though he spent more time in their room, mussing with them and their things.

Olivia was very bothered by this, as she had become a very organized child; everything had to be just so. She did not mesh with her family well at all, as she had no designs on high society as her mother did, and as her sisters were showing signs of being. She also had no interest in the wild and loud games that Christian was always trying to coax his sisters into. Instead, she would get her chores and studying done in the quiet of her own desk, desperately trying to ignore the bustle that the house always seemed enveloped in. When Olivia was nine, Christian took his trip to Hogwarts, being sorted into Gryffindor, much to his father’s joy. After all, he was carrying on a bit of a Baxtor tradition of being a Gryffindor alumni. Olivia, while she had heard all about Hogwarts and its houses, had no opinion one way or another, aside from hoping that the she would not have to join her over-exuberant brother in that house when it became her time to go to Hogwarts in two years.

Two years passes quickly in a house like the Baxtor home, where things are constantly bustling, and Olivia was very quickly on her way to Hogwarts. While she was excited to finally have her turn to go to the school, the idea of having to ride with Christian and spend so much time in the same place as her brother did not make her at all pleased. Olivia made it to the school and was sorted into Hufflepuff, which her mother rather scoffed at, but said nothing about. Olivia soon found that despite her being at the same school with her brother, it was very different than having a room across a small hallway from him. She saw him very little that year, and spent a good deal of her time avoiding him. The girl was rather quiet during her first year, and rather than making friends with her house mates, ostracized many of them. Rumours seemed to fly amoung the young Hufflepuffs about the weird girl who wouldn’t let anyone touch her things and who alphabetized everything. The girl had a lot of free time due to her lack of friends, but for all her copious work and trying, she only managed mediocre grades in her classes, save for History of Magic, in which she excelled.

Olivia’s second year was no less lackluster than her first year, and the only real change that she endured was that her younger sisters, Gertrude and Helen, had come to the school as first years and were sorted to Slytherin and Ravenclaw respectively. Olivia continued to live much like a hermit, going only to classes, then spending any other time holed up in her dorms, where she cold get more quiet, to work on her homework. She continued to excel in History of Magic through her second year, and improved a bit in Charms as well. She earned otherwise less-than-stellar marks in her classes, and while this was cause for consternation for her parents, no amount of chiding could help her understand or like the other classes better.

Third year came around, and Olivia continued with her seemingly constant studying and work on homework, while tackling two extra classes in addition to the ones that had been originally required. She initially picked Ancient Runes, because her parents had decided that she ought to take it, and Divination, because he mother thought it an appropriate class for a girl. Not two weeks into the class, though, and Olivia already hated the latter. She quickly changed her classes, dropping Divination and picking up Muggle Studies, which quickly became one of her favorite classes. While she continued to earn poor marks in most of her classes, Muggle Studies and History of Magic were successful endeavors for the third year Hufflepuff. It was during this same third year that Olivia began to cultivate her first substantial friendship, as well, with a Slytherin who was in her year. The two had the occasion to start getting to know one another in a Potions class during a scavenger hunt, and afterwards pursued a friendship, which quickly blossomed. There was a bit of gossip in the Hufflepuff commons about this, that Olivia was forcing the boy somehow to spend time with her, for why would an otherwise popular Slytherin spend time with such an odd girl? Nobody appeared to have any real answers, however, and the year ended without much satisfaction for the gossips.

Fourteen years old and returning to Hogwarts for once with a friend to look forward to, Olivia looked at her fourth year with more excitement than she had for the previous three. The year began with a jolt as there was a new Headmistress, B. Melvina Prichard, who announced that they would be having a bit of a dance near the start of the term: A Barefoot Social. While the idea of being barefoot outside for an evening rather bothered the girl whose clothes were always quite neat, she could not help but have excitement for the event. The entire school buzzed with excitement over it, and Olivia decided very soon who she would invite. With much trepidation — and while she tripped over her words no less than three times — she finally managed to ask her friend to the event, a request which he heartily accepted. The social went off without a hitch, and Olivia and Evan were closer than ever. Plans were made for the Hufflepuff to spend time with her friend’s family over the Christmas holidays, and Olivia could not wait to see what the holidays would be like when not blandly celebrated then forgotten. Olivia had the rest of her fourth year to look forward to, including another ball (to which she could only hope to go with Evan), and various other events that would happen, courtesy of the new Headmistress.

Christmas with the Geroff family went well for the girl, and she returned to school in high spirits. They only became higher when she was invited to the Governor’s Ball by Evan Geroff, an event which overwhelmed her in size and grandeur, but at which she had even greater fun than that of the Barefoot Social. Her birthday came and went rather uneventfully, and the girl managed to finish the year without much of note. The only notable occurrence that the girl was not soon to forget was the event of her first kiss, administered by one Evan Geroff as the two prepared to part ways for the summer. Promises were made to visit for his birthday, and Olivia boarded the train back to London with her spirits higher than could be squelched by even her sisters’ caustic nature.

Olivia’s fifth year went by with little consequence. She spent a good deal of time with Evan, and much of the rest trying to keep up with her studies. Preparation for the OWL exams was strenuous and difficult for Olivia, who had never been good at academics anyway. The year was not exemplary for the girl, when she earned only five OWL scores, three As (in Charms, Potions and Transfiguration) and two Os (in Muggle Studies and History of Magic), and only mediocre marks otherwise. Her summer was brightened by frequent visits with Evan and his family, and constant correspondence over the summer months, though, and she very much looked forward to returning for her sixth year, even if she only had two NEWT level classes that she qualified for.

The girl’s sixth year was decidedly uneventful for the Hufflepuff student. She had only the two classes – History of Magic and Muggle Studies – and aside from practicing various hobbies that she had taken up, little else in the way of extracurricular activities. She and even became closer over the course of this year, and the relatively uneventful time was punctuated by a trip to Europe, with Evan. The sights that she saw were not to be rivalled, and though she had made extensive memories of the trip, one place would stand out forever to the girl. The time that she and Evan had spent at Neuschwanstein castle was not otherwise more poignant than the time at any other well-known relic, excepting when they went up onto a high-up bridge, and looking down over the castle and the ravine nearby, Evan had proposed to Olivia. She quickly agreed to marry him, and therefore cemented the memory of the castle beautifully in her memory. The summer ended quickly and without much else of note, and soon enough Olivia found she was back at Hogwarts for the beginning of her final year there. Something happened that Olivia could not have expected. Evan had been made Head Boy, as was expected, and then when the head girl had been announced — she had been chosen! Olivia’s shock did not quickly wear off about this fact, though she was exceedingly proud that she had been thought responsible enough to be head girl. Her high hopes persisted for the year, even with her small class load, though she certainly was not lacking for things to do.

Despite having only two NEWT level classes, Olivia was kept quite busy by her future mother-in-law with planning the wedding, which was planned for early September, after the two left Hogwarts. Olivia’s time was spent mostly planning for the wedding, while very little of it was spent studying, and even less, she felt with her fiance, whose NEWT class load was much larger than her own. Despite all that, the year seemed to fly by, and soon the end of the year, and the dreaded NEWTs approached. Olivia did quite well at her NEWTs, getting O levels in both History of Magic and Muggle Studies. The year came to a swift close thereafter, and the summer was spent simply waiting until she would wed and move away from her family. The wedding took place in early September, and it being the Minister of Magic’s son, was quite a large affair, at least in the reception. Olivia, despite her hesitance toward large gatherings, seemed to be on top of the world the entire day. Soon after, the couple moved into a small home in Hogsmeade, not far from where his parents lived, and Olivia settled in as homemaker. It wasn’t long before the girl found herself bored, and began to experiment with charms and things, often creating more mess and chaos than order and cleanliness, as she had been hoping. Such was the way things happened for the first year, until Olivia found herself pregnant with their first child, in the spring of 1931.

It was the day after Christmas in 1931 when Olivia gave birth to her first child. It was a boy, who she and Evan decided to name Christopher Ulaen. The pregnancy was a difficult one for Olivia, where she found herself sick for much of it, and the birth was not much easier.  She found herself confined to bed for the first two months after his birth, barely able to care for herself let alone care for her newborn child. After two months, however, she began to improve and Burgundy, the nurse who had stayed on to care for both Olivia and the baby as needed, began to help with Christopher less and less. Olivia regained her strength over the next few months and fell in love with her newborn son. Things were not all sunshine and roses for the young woman, however, particularly after Burgundy left to return to her regular job. Olivia found it very difficult to adjust to the needs and wants of such a small, fragile creature who couldn’t speak to tell her exactly what he needed. She sometimes resented the need to get up in the middle of the night when she much rather would have slept, and until Christopher was about seven months old, Olivia struggled with her newfound motherhood. It seemed that just as Christopher reached the seven month point, however, that she seemed to fall into it, and it became easier for her. She came out of the depression that had plagued her for several months and began to more heartily enjoy the plump baby boy who she spent all of her time with.

As time at home went on, Olivia got better at caring for her son and her home, she began to get a bit bored. Outings now and then didn’t satisfy her mind, which she felt had been idle since she left school, as she hadn’t elected to pursue an apprenticeship. After some time, she began to send in tips to the Witch Weekly about various cleaning, cooking and general home care. It didn’t take long before she began exploring this more deeply and began writing short articles about the same things about which she had sent tips. It took several months before her older brother finally convinced her to send one in to the editor. Little by little, her articles began appearing in the paper with only small notes of her name. In early 1933, she was appointed a full column of her own. Olivia was over the moon about this, and though it required her to go to the newspaper’s office in the mornings, her boss was exceptionally lenient with her hours, so she was able to spend much of her time at home with her son.

It was later in 1933 that the Geroff family expanded: Jason Evan Geroff was born in late July of that year. Especially while Jason was small, Olivia felt that she couldn’t leave him with a nanny or a family member every morning while she went to the office. It was then that Olivia began taking both of the boys with her to work. She kept a small crib next to her desk which fit both of the small boys, and she could usually coax them to sleep quietly while she did her work on various articles. The woman’s life settled into a comfortable routine, in which her mornings were spent at the Witch Weekly headquarters and her evenings spent at home with her two sons and her husband. The Geroffs settled into comfortable routine.

In March, 1935, Olivia gave birth to another child, this time a girl: Arista Sylvia Geroff. She continued to bring all three of the children with her to the office on a daily basis, but now with two toddling boys and an infant, she was beginning to find this a difficult task. This increased difficulty only served to add stress to the young woman’s life, and while she loved her children and her career, she knew that something would have to change, and soon. This need was distracted when the Ministry of Magic was attacked that year. Olivia was devastated, both by the carnage and the fact that her mother-in-law, in addition to many former schoolmates, worked at the ministry. She knew none of those who were harmed by the attack, but it changed Olivia’s outlook. She became much more suspicious of those from other countries, and even went so far as to write a propaganda-like piece for the Witch Weekly. The woman’s life became more about the protection of her family, in particular her children, and it was after this that she found reason to stop taking the three small Geroffs with her to work. Cybele McArthur became a new fixture at the Geroff home, caring for the three children while Olivia was at work.

Personality

This young woman is perhaps a bit unusual in comparison to her peers. Her obsessive attention to the detail of her clothes and the neatness of her things borders on the compulsive. She has been known to lose all ability to concentrate if she should find an inkstain on her clothes, or if she somehow becomes less than pristinely clean. Though she is not quite so focussed on this as she has been in past years, the girl still can get quite upset and persistent about these things which mean a lot to her. Her demeanor is generally mild, however, when cleanliness and orderliness are not compromised. Though she seems to be prone to perpetual seriousness, her demeanor when around her close friends is more relaxed, though open smiling is still infrequent.

A shy young woman, Olivia is not one to initiate conversation, or even one to approach someone she is not already acquainted with other than out of necessity. She has been known to become at ease around those with whom she shares interests, but even with them, she is at first quite uncomfortable and awkward. It is for this reason that the girl does not have many friends. However, with adults from whom she feels she can learn things that interest her, or who she feels that she can trust, she is often quite persistent, though not forcefully so. Her demeanor always seems to purvey an air of uncertainty, as if the girl is constantly unsure of herself and therefore holds back quite a bit. This is true, though her few friends do draw her out of this shell of uncertainty.

Description

With pale skin, light blue eyes and blonde hair, Olivia can be described as nothing except fair. Her skin is smooth and clear with just two freckles on it: one in the middle of her left cheek and the other on the tip of her small, well-shaped nose. She has somewhat rounded cheeks, which makes her face look slightly oval. Her figure is quite womanly, likely thanks to her three pregnancies. She is on the slightly pudgy side, but maintains a waist, giving her an hourglass look. She is over moderate height, reaching about five and a half feet tall.

Outfits

Blue Casual Robes

Olivia wears dark blue fitted robes, which come down to the floor. Neckline of the blue robes is a sweetheart shape, and the shoulders are sleeveless, dipping in a small u shape in the back of the dress. The waist is well-defined, cinching in to accentuate her feminine shape. The skirt is a fairly narrow a-line and it is just long enough to cover her feet without dragging on the floor. Underneath the robe, she wears a button-down shirt. The shirt is cream in color with lots of small flowers decorating it. It has a slight collar on it, which closes with a tied bow. The buttons are very small and the shirt has a flap which conceals them. The sleeves are almost elbow length and pouf out slightly from her shoulder. The cuff of the sleeves have a small V just on the outside, underneath which is a small button matching the ones that are concealed on the front of the shirt. Around her waist is a thin cream ribbon, tied in a bow in the center. Her shoes are dark brown and have a small heel. The toe is slightly rounded, and they tie on rather than buckling.

Blue Gown

The woman wears a dress in pale blue. The sleeveless dress hangs from her shoulders in wide straps, which come to a “V” shape just above her breasts where it is connected with a small rectangular diamond. Underneath the diamond, the dress opens in a small triangle shape. It hangs loosely down, just barely resting on her hips, while the rest of the skirt hangs down in heavy folds to the floor. The back of the dress is open, with a criss-cross of fabric closing it just at the small of her back. On her wrist, she wears thin bracelet of diamonds, which hangs loosely from her wrist. Her hair is pulled back into a loose knot at her neck, with a small spray of blue feathers coming up from it in the back. The only other adornment she wears are small diamond studs in her ears, which are just large enough to sparkle a bit but not large enough to look ostentatious.

Green Work Suit

Olivia wears a fairly conservative ensemble in emerald green. She wears a skirt with an uneven hem – one side comes down to her mid-calf and the other hits just below her knee. The skirt is pleated all the way around, and is fitted at the hips and waist. She wears a cream colored shirt, which has matching medium sized square buttons fastening it. The shirt has a rounded lace collar which lays flat over her jacket. The jacket is emerald green, matching her skirt. The jacket has short, puffed sleeves which fasten with buttons that match the shirt and buttons in the front, just below her breasts. Her shoes are brown, with a small heel. They are slightly rounded at the tip, and tie on the top rather than buckling. On her head she wears a jaunty hat, tipped to the opposite side that her skirt’s long end hangs. The hat is also emerald green and lays flat against her head. It has a spray of cream feathers that lay flat against it at the bottom in the back, which just barely touch her hair. Her hair is left long and curly, unadorned or otherwise styled.

1927 Barefoot Social Dress

A quaint, older style, Olivia’s dress is muted teal in shade. It has small collar, approximately an inch in length, in teal lace which matches the shade of the dress exactly. It creates a shallow half-moon along Olivia’s collarbone where the chiffon of the dress begins at the edges of each sholder and scooping down just slightly to create a modest yet decorative neck below the lace collar, which covers any skin that might have shown from the dress’s neckline. Long sleeves flow loosely down her arms, buttoning at the wrist with an open lace yolk to fasten it, which is about two inches long on each wrist. The dress has no definitive waistline, though it does have some darting around the bustline. Coming down to mid-calf length, it has a light curvature, as if it has been trained into a gentle ruffle without being too gaudy. No jewelry adorns her at all, though her hair is pulled back into a bit of a twist, cascading away from her face and down her back, with small, decorative lace pins keeping it in place and swept back for ease.

Ball Dress

For this special event, Olivia dons a sleek-looking dress in navy blue. The dress is of silken material, with linear lace overlaid on the entire thing. The top comes to a V-neck, modest enough for a girl her age, but also elegantly dipped enough to create a bit of mystery. The bodice of the dress is solid, and comes up to peaks which stop atop her shoulders, with ribbons that hang off of the back of the shoulders. The rest is overlaid by lace, which comes up to cover more of the skin and close the V-shape a bit. The back of the dress starts with lace at the top, with the navy blue ribbons crossing the back, to come to a stop at the waist. The lace continues down until it is covering the back of the dress, which starts at her mid-back, and tapers to the waist, where the skirt begins to gently flare out in a mass of lace, silken material and tulle. The skirt hangs down to mid-calf, where the bottom is finished and folds itself ever so slightly, moving and changing as the girl walks. The lace hangs just an inch longer than the navy blue does, creating a sheer hem for the garment. Around the waist of the dress, a neat bow is tied in the front of the dress, in matching navy blue ribbon to the ribbons on the back. On her feet are shoes of a matching navy shade, with a two-inch heel on them, which help create a sleek silhouette. The shoes expose the top of her foot daintily, coming to a small rounded toe in the front. Two straps on the top keep the shoes snugly on her feet. Small beads line the top of the shoe, accenting the dress exquisitely.

1926 Barefoot Social Dress

A Vision in Yellow, Olivia’s dressrobes for the social are a light yellow shade. It hangs on her loosely, coming to its full length at mid-calf. The bottom is ruffled in a feminine and dainty way, a more modern style of dressrobes than many of the catalogues had displayed. Along the bottom, near where the ruffles start, there is embroidery of small flowers in white thread. Her shoes are absent, as fitting with the event, though she has neat white gloves on, with yellow embroidery. The embroidery is of small flowers and matches the white embroidery on the left shoulder of her dress. The shade of the dress causes her skin to look smooth and white. Her hair is also pale-looking in comparison to the shade of the dress, the various high and lowlights seeming more apparent. The neckline of the dress is modest V-shape, revealing very little below the neck. The sleeves of her dress come only to the edge of her shoulders, with ruffles hanging off the edge in a similar dainty fashion to the hemline of the dress.

School-Age Casual Clothes

Olivia’s clothes are neat, obviously having been pressed by a hotiron. Her skirt is a dark heather gray and falls just below her knees. Tan stockings cover her legs, protecting them from the cold that is often found in the non-summer months. Her black shoes are clean and seem to have recently been shined. They buckle at the side of her foot, and have a small heel, no more than an inch in height. Her torso is layered for warmth. She first wears a button-down shirt, lavendar in colour. Over that is a cardigan, in a darker shade of the same lavendar, with an orange flower embroidered just below her left shoulder. Around her neck is a silver locket, oval in shape.

School Robes

Olivia dons a neat black robe, which seems to be just a bit too long for her as yet. The Hogwarts Crest is displayed prominently on the left side. Atop her head is a pointy black hat, standard for Hogwarts students, and in tip-top condition. Her black boots seem rather clunky on her feet, being also just a smidge too big, and are also neat and spotless. Underneath her robe, she sports a simple white tunic dress, which is, like the rest of her clothes, too big for her.

Wintertime School Robes

Olivia dons a neat black robe, which is well-fitted and still shows creases from its recent cleaning. A Hufflepuff crest is displayed prominently on the left side, above which is a silver pin, engraved with ‘HG,’ signifying that she is the Head Girl. Atop her head is a pointy black hat, standard for Hogwarts students, and in tip-top condition. Her black shoes have a slight heel on them, and a strap over the top, in a very feminine style. They are also neat and spotless, and well-fitted to her feet. She wears light, sheer stockings, and regular clothing underneath her robe as she chooses each day. With the winter cold about, she also dons her favorite set of winter wear: a set of mittens, in yellow and green stripes, with a matching scarf and cap.

Family

• Harold Anderson Baxtor (b. 1885)
  • Cecelia Marrin (Lancaster) Baxtor (b. 1887)
    • Christian Harold Baxtor (b. 1911)
      • Rosemary Gayle (Harper) Baxtor (b. 1909)
        • Doyle Janus Baxtor (b. 1934)
        • Maeve Hersilia Baxtor (b. 1937)
    • Olivia Christine (Baxtor) Geroff (b. 1912)
      • Evan Lucas Geroff (b. 1912)
        • Christopher Ulaen Geroff (b. 1931)
        • Jason Evan Geroff (b. 1933)
        • Arista Sylvia Geroff (b. 1935)
        • Melia Elaine Geroff (b. 1937)
    • Gertrude Louisa Baxtor (b. 1913)
    • Helen Cerise (Baxtor) Frost (b. 1913)
      • Malcolm Stewart Frost (b. 1899)
• Howard Lawrence Lancaster (b. 1865)
  • Zella Lucilla (Bartels) Lancaster (b. 1867)