I'm a male
I'm 13 years old.
My birthday is October 8th
My dream job is to do something useful in life, I guess...
My blood status is half-blood
This is my 3rd year here at Hogwarts.
The house I'm in is Ravenclaw
I'm interested in guys
I'm currently with TBA
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm hard to describe. I was always the kid that never really fit in, y'know? Not book smart, I'd say I'm pretty street smart though. Dad always used to say rules were made to be broken, and I can't say I disagree with this. Yes, they're put in place for a reason, but when you're forced to live your life confined by some dumb words on paper how are you ever going to enjoy yourself? I was pretty much forced to be independent right from the get go, with dad off 'working' and mom not in the picture, I was left alone a lot of the time, so I'd be lying if I said I never got into trouble. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if I was the reason we had to move on several occasions. I just didn't like the kids there, what can I say? Snot-nosed brats if you ask me... and i'm not conceited at all (maybe just a little), mind you, I just can't stand those little divs that think they're all high and mighty, and I think it's fun to knock them down a peg or two. It's not that I don't like people though, don't be mistaken. If there's a natural chemistry then we'll be the bestest of friends, but if you're wasting my time don't expect me to just stand there and wait. I'm stubborn to a T, fearlessly outspoken, charismatic and charming when I want to be or moody and quiet when I don't, ambitious and driven when I have a goal in mind, and in the rare times that I open up to someone I do (surprisingly) have the capacity for genuine love and humanly affection. On a side note, I know a lot of the time people comment on my attention to detail, especially when it comes to my own appearance, and again I can't say I disagree with them. No matter how sloppy I may be dressed, you'd best remember it took me at least half an hour to orchestrate that sloppy look.
My background story is pretty short and simple. I was born in London, but I never knew my mom since she disappeared long before I could remember. My dad raised me on his own, if you could really call that parenting since he was never home, and when he was home... well, there's another time for that story. Dad ran his own 'business', so we had to move around a lot which was fine considering the amount of sh** I put people through. Thinking back, I kind of feel bad... kind of. But hey, it's what I do, and I was five years old, so cut me some slack. Yeah, I fought a lot as a kid and I'm not scared of throwing a few punches if you get in my face, but I like to think I've grown up a lot since my childhood years. Anyways, we lived all 'round Britain, but always seemed to go back to London. Needless to say, I never really had that many friends, but in the rare event that I felt someone was worthy of my friendship we'd be the best of friends. It's like when I first met Anita, we were pretty much at each other's throats... but now I couldn't see myself living life without someone like her in it to smack me around when I need it.
I was in London when the letter came, dad was off working again (naturally) so I took the liberty of opening the letter, and now here I am, first year at Hogwarts... lets see how long it'll be till I'm expelled.
I enjoy company (to a certain degree), attention, wealth, physicality, food, action, adventure
I despise braggy know-it-alls, loneliness, when people pick at old wounds, when people pick on loved ones
I'm afraid of dying, though I won't readily admit it until the gun is pointed at me and the finger is at the trigger. Also I have a slight fear of rats.
My strengths are my silver tongue, which I use more often to get myself out of trouble than my fists; and my sense of loyalty to my loved ones I guess.
My flaws are my lack of patience for people; my need for perfection.
I look like Francisco Lachowski (Years 1-5); Daniel Bamdad (Years 6 - onward)
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My wand is a 10" sycamore wood wand with a phoenix tail feather core.
My pet is a a pure white cat that has a particular fondness for rats and mice. I call her Mozzarella.
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! I suffer from congenital insensitivity to pain (CIP) which is my double-edged sword. It's to the point where I have a hard time detecting temperature as well, so I tend to burn myself a lot without realizing, though I can discern normal touch. Also my dad is Russian, so I can write, speak and understand it to a functional degree (though I'm not in any way fluent). Triple also, Anita is my best friend.
✄ - - - Lady Poм
~Utsuha
