I'm a male.
My birthday is September 15th, 2011.
My dream job is something in magical law enforcement, I guess. A hit wizard or whatever they're called. Guaranteed to sound cooler than it actually is.
My blood status is muggleborn.
I'm 18 years old.
I'm in my GRADUATED, GIVE ME A DRINK year here at Hogwarts.
The house I'm in is Gryffindor, home of the brave and the stupid.
I'm interested in girls and boys. I'm bi, okay?
I'm currently with Elsie Vass.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a down to earth person; calm and collected. I tend to keep a straight face, showing no signs of emotion and I'm serious. I tend to keep others out of my problems and like to do things myself. I would like people not to come to me with their petty problems, distracting me from what I'm doing. So I come off a bit cold and uncaring. I'm a bit arrogant and have a bit of an ego. I not afraid to tell people what I think of them, even if it's not nice, and it gets me in quite a few fights.
My background story is not much to tell. I'm a normal person or at least I was, until one time at school I was stressed and during a test I was in for a class I hated with a teacher I hated. She was making me mad and then before I knew it I started to see lights floating around me. I was thinking it was just me but then others started to see them. The lights were bright and floating around and the test was put on hold for some kinda gas leak but afterwords I got a letter to go to some magic school for weirdos and freaks or something like. At first I thought it was joke or a chain letter so I threw it out but then they kept coming and nearly flooding the house. My mum was afraid of what was going on and of me... So now here I am.
So I'm coming into my second year of this school and my first year was not worth a lick of spit. Other then a few fights with other students for questioning why I should care about changing toothpicks to ravens or junk like that. I've had nothing much happen to me. Friend count 0.
My second year wasn't any better, surprise surprise. Granted I didn't get in any fights that I can remember, but I don't remember making a bunch of friends and sitting around a fire singing "Lean on Me" either. BECAUSE THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN. Seriously, I hate this. Didn't learn anything useful anyways. This summer better be decent, or I will literally go mental.
Got a dog over the summer. She's a sweetheart, her name is Betsy. Third year was nothing special. Just more classes to go to. Joy. Only thing of note was that I noticed this girl. Elsie Vass, I think her name is. So what if I think she's pretty? She doesn't exactly seem my type. It doesn't mean I have a crush or anything. I just saw her, is all.
Fourth year consisted of pretty much nothing but me and Elsie glaring at each other. Until she found me trying to actually practice some magic, and took it upon herself to start tutoring me. I was kind of annoyed about the whole thing, but she did help me out for no good reason, and she's alright when you get to know her.
She wrote me over the summer. Let me tell you, it was weird at first, but I guess we got used to each other. I admitted I was attracted to her. She very politely suggested that we'd be better off as friends.
Fifth year was nothing but everyone losing their s**t over owls. There was a ball, too, which Elsie and I went to. Together. But not together. I didn't care- she was dancing with me, and every other single bloke was envious. We're friends. Being friends with her is sort of nice. She even told me I could visit over the summer, so long as her older sister agreed to it.
The summer before sixth I spent most of the summer with Elsie. Her bitchy little sister Morven was there , too, of course, but we managed to ditch her plenty of times. Elsie taught me how to swim, which was probably amusing. For her. My dad sent us his wedding invitation to his new wife at the end of the summer. We flushed it down the crapper.
Sixth year, not much to say. Elsie and I got together at Tanya's mum's wedding to some old geezer. Now we snog regularly. It's basically as good as I thought it would be. I doubt this'll end well, but as of right now, I don't actually care. I like her and she likes me.
Seventh year..... yeah. NEWTs and s**t. Did that. Elsie and me started fighting about stuff. The future, mostly. Jobs and what's gonna happen with us when everyone we know seems to be getting married or on the verge of getting engaged. Guess we're coming out of the whole love bird honeymoon phase kicking and screaming. Oh, and our very last morning at Hogwarts, freaking neo Death Eaters attack Hogsmeade. We got out, fast, and I have zero regrets about not staying. Look, I've always been a crappy Gryffindor, and I wasn't going to get myself, my girlfriend, and her younger sister killed because we wanted to play heroes.
I enjoy coke (the drink), canines, music, air conditioning; thank the gods for air conditioning. Also sports.
I despise hot days, coffee, sand, insects, and coming off as weak.
I'm afraid of hospitals and doctors.
My strengths are most sports, and keeping calm in a stressful situation.
My flaws are making friends, being emotionally attached to people or things.
I look like this (request sent in)
My wand is a rigid, decorated shaft, 11 inches, aspen, with dragon heartstring.
My O.W.L. Scores Are:
Astronomy ~ A
Charms ~ EE
Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ O
Herbology ~ P
History of Magic ~ P
Potions ~ T
Transfiguration ~ EE
Ancient Studies ~ A
Arithmancy ~ A
Wizard Law ~ O
Wandless Magic Practice Class ~ O
World Studies ~ EE
Charms ~ EE
Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ O
Herbology ~ P
History of Magic ~ P
Potions ~ T
Transfiguration ~ EE
Ancient Studies ~ A
Arithmancy ~ A
Wizard Law ~ O
Wandless Magic Practice Class ~ O
World Studies ~ EE
My N.E.W.T. Scores Are:
Charms~ A
Defense Against the Dark Arts~ EE
Transfiguration~ EE
Wandless Magic Practice~ O
Wizard Law~ EE
World Studies~ A
Defense Against the Dark Arts~ EE
Transfiguration~ EE
Wandless Magic Practice~ O
Wizard Law~ EE
World Studies~ A
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! Actually, no, I don't need to tell you this. My dad left when I was little, alright? He just walked out one summer and that was that. Mum says he "found someone else" and then she usually starts cursing a lot. He calls, sometimes, but no one picks up the phone. He left. He doesn't get to talk to us.
And I was in a car accident a couple years ago, with my mum. She almost died, I was pretty severely injured, and we both spent a month or so in the hospital. He didn't even come then.
((adopted from Xistund with permission; all credit for original character goes to him.))
~Dia
~ Accepted by ♥ Cara ɱк [11.5.2014]