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GENERAL
Name:Lucian Barret Avery
Gender: Male
Birthday:Sometime in the Fall ((no one knows the day for sure cause he wont tell)) ((October 6th))
House: Slytherin
Blood Status: Pure
Wand: 9 1/4 in Ash wood dragonheart string
Wand Hand:right

PERSONALITY
General: Lucian not only hates others, but he hates himself. He wishes nothing but suffering to others, because that's all he has ever felt.
Lucian is highly unpredictable when it comes to his moods. He can be ok one moment then wanting to lash out in anger the next.

His saving grace, somewhere deep down is a frightened young boy. Perhaps with the right experiences, right teachers, right friends, he can find away to get himself under control. Lucian wishes deep down to be normal and have a normal life , but he seems to be bipolar and feels that he will never get to have those things because of it.

His drive if to find a better life. He will do anything and follow anyone he things will get him to a better place. You have something he needs and you need something done go to him and he will do it. He it more the following thug type you will find in Slytherin.

Habits: Shuffling the Tarot deck, ((O.C.D. about sometimes))
Hobbies: Tarot, Avoiding people because of his mood swings, and avoiding tea cups like they are a plague
Likes: Hogwarts ((gets him away from the orphanage))
Dislikes: The orphanage and most people

FAMILY
Mother: Helga Dermier ((Alive, pureblood))
Father: Barret Avery ((Deceased, pureblood))
Siblings: Liliana Avery ((alive and with her mother))
Extended Family: There are others, but Lucian does not care to find out.
Relationship with Family:Hates his only known living relatives for obvious reasons.

HISTORY
General History:
The Avery's by their history have always been for purebloods and any moments made to preserve them no matter the cost. It is said that the Avery's have always had a cruel sense of humor and wicked mood swings.
Every child is taught the importance of a pure blood line as if their life depended on the knowledge. Which it very well could, it was thought of that the Avery's would easily kill family members that broke outside that of pure blood.Lucian's father managed to beat this into his boy before he left this earth

Barret Avery, Lucian's father died before Lucian ever went to Hogwarts. No one is sure how are why, but the fact is Lucian predicted it. One morning after his father has finished his tea Lucian happened to look at the bottom of the cup as he cleared the table. He dropped it and looked at his father. "The grim." The boy spook looking frightened and bewildered. He only knew what it was from the descriptions of it in his tea leaves book. Lucian had a natural born talent to read and predict things. Be it tea leaves,palms, to tarot cards Lucian seemed to know what the meant without trying. He rarely ever predicted the good and because of this and the incident with his father's tea Helga his mother thought him to be a cursed child. She left him at a wizard orphanage in England before fleeing home to Germany with her daughter in toe. Lucian didn't find much more acceptance at the orphanage, even though it was a rare occurrence that Lucian would read something. It gave the other kids a reason to outcast him. Most in the talent of reading are thought of as crazy so they called him just that. It one day got to the point he could no longer sit back and take it. He quickly became violent fighting anyone who tried to put him down. Of course this made him ever more popular with the care takers at the orphanage. When it finally came time for Lucian to go to school the care takers were happy that someone else would get to take care of him for once. Before the first day of school Lucian got his first deck of Tarot cards. He was fascinated by it like it called to him. His obsession with the cards seemed to help stabilize Lucian somewhat. Yet there still seemed to be to much anger in Lucian's heart for him to be one hundred percent alright. It didn't help that he hated others for what they had that he didn't.

MISCELLANEOUS
The Sorting:
Lucian was not was only slightly curious about the sorting. It didn't really matter to him in away. He had already guessed everyone in the house would hate him.

When the hate was placed on his head it hmmmed and hawed trying to decided where to put the young boy. Finally after some mumbling Lucian really wasn't listening to the hat shorted. "Slytherin."

"Whatever." He replied before walking to his table ignoring those trying to welcome him. Though he acted as though he didn't care he eyed the table. Some of these kids came from money somewhere among them was his ticket to a better life.

Boggart:
The caretaker from orphanage yelling at him or alternate his father dying in front of him over and over

Mirror of Erised:
Him in a normal family with friends

EXTRA CREDIT

Patronus:
None ((not enough happy thoughts or good will to make one))

Greatest Treasure:
His wand ((the only thing that he feels in control of))

Manner of Dress:
What ever fits and no one wants anymore

Favorite Class:
None but is good at divination

Worst Class:
Muggle studies ((failing refuses to do them))

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