Gender : Male
Age : 11
Year : First
House : Gryffindor
Ethnicity : Italian/Native American
Hair/Eye Color : He has dark brown hair, about ear length. He has Hazel eyes which change from bright green to dark brown to a vibrant yellow. He wears glasses, has an olive skin tone, and has one ear pierced.
Pet : This is his pet, a white ermine, Hermes.
Home Life : Erik grew up with his family, his mother Terri, a lawyer, his father, Craig, a stay at home father, and his sister and brother, Anna and Ian. They are all muggles. Erik is adopted, so he doesn't know his real parents. They were probably wizards.
Diving deeper : Erik has grown up with a loving family. He enjoys reading, and playing with the family dog, Casper. He is the quiet sort, until you get to know him, when he becomes rather loud and goofy. He's a klutz, and very forgetful, but rather tidy. He has organized messes, he knows where everything is, but it usually gets cleaned up by someone or other. He is very smart, enjoys logic puzzles, strategy, and art in all forms. (He's not a bad actor, and a pretty good singer.) He has a very strong sense of justice, but his big mouth usually leads him into trouble. He has a tendency to blurt things out, then regret it later. He has a curious nature, and will question everything that interests him.
Taking a closer look :
Erik stopped as Casper slowed to sniff a tree. He turned around as Casper went about his business, then pulled on the leash, as a signal to move on. He enjoyed these walks with Casper, well, not the messy part, but the being outside. Erik walked on, enjoying the scenery.
The leaves were beginning to change, and Fall was always Erik's favorite time of year. He sped up, with Casper trotting at his side. Turning the corner, Erik headed up the driveway, the dog bounding at his heels. He pushed open the gate, unclipped Casper's leash, and headed to the back door. Casper was already there, pawing at the door to be let in. Erik noticed something by his foot. Bending down to retrieve it, he realized it was a letter.
'That's strange,' Erik thought, 'Why leave a letter at the back door?'
He read the front of the envelope. It was adressed to him, in a weird ink. Casper interupted his thought by barking. Erik looked and saw he was barking at an owl.
'But it's still daytime...'
After sushing the dog, he opened the door, and let himself and Casper in. Casper headed right to his water bowl, and Erik headed into the living room.
He sat down on the couch, and tore open the letter. He began to read.
'Dear Mr. Erik De Luca,
Yow have been accepted at Hogwarts School of...'
