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Hi, my name is Adrian Jayce Gordon

But I mostly go by Adrian. Some of my old buddies at school used ot call me Jay sometimes.

I'm a male

I'm 18 years old.

My birthday is August 3rd

I work in unemployed. I'm looking for a job, but I dunno what I want to do.

My dream job is Auror? Hit Wizard? Not that either of those will ever happen.

My blood status is Half Blood

The house I was in was Gryffindor

I was in the class of 2024

I'm interested in Girls. All the way.

I'm currently with No one.

I may seem cold, stand off-ish, kinda of a bad boy with no hope in life. but I'm really well honestly a lot of that isn't far off. I don't trust easily, I don't get along with people well, and even now there are some habits I can't kick and others I'm working real hard too. I have anger issues and a drinking problem. Inside though, I'm terrified of ending up like my father. I don't want to hurt people! But all those years spent in an orphanage with anger brewing about my father and my mother and everything that had ever gone wrong in my life. All that pity party woe is me crap left a lot of built up emotions inside me. I never was good at finding a way to let it out that wasn't violent. Punching things, breaking things, yelling, screaming, it was the only way I ever knew to let out my frustrations with the world. Behind all that s**t though, I'm a kind soul. I love unconditionally, and am always there to back people up. I would never let someone down. If I say I've got your back, then I damn well have your back. I'm also overly protective of my family. You hurt them I will hunt you down and slit your throat.

My background story is this. I was born in a perfectly well off family. Or so it seemed. My mom was lovely. She cherished me and loved me with all her heart. When I was 6 though, I started to realize the truth. My dad was a drunkard and a drug abuser and he beat my mom most every night. One night it got bad though. He came home, drunk off his a** and there was screaming and yelling. She told me to go back to bed, and then the next thing I know, my dad is putting me in the car and driving away. He dumped me off at the orphanage and never came back. It wasn't til I was 11 that I realized what had happened. He killed my mum that night and he didn't want anyone to know.


It turns out they fought all the time because he didn't approve of her magic usage but he wouldn't divorce her. He told her it was the woman's place to do whatever he asked. He got so angry he killed her and dumped his 6 year old son off at a ******** orphanage. I hate that man. If he wasn't already dead I might just go kill him, but he died when I was around 16. He got into a car crash because he was driving drunk. He killed 2 other people in the accident. They had a son and that poor kid was left alone in the world because of my ******** father. But at least he's dead.


Anyways after I got dropped off at the orphanage I just waited around for my mum to come get me but she never came. It was after I found out about what had happened... that's when it got pretty bad. I started smoking first, and then I got into harder drugs and a s**t ton of alcohol. I know you'd think that with a drunkard father I wouldn't drink, but if that man had been right about anything he was right about the fact that alcohol made the pain disappear. I somehow managed to pass most of my classes at Hogwarts though. That was the one good thing about turning 11. I got a letter to the best school in the world.


When I turned 16, I was hanging out with one of the younger kids at the orphanage when this family came in. They were looking for kids to adopt. I guess the man had been an orphan and wanted to make up for what he didn't have as a kid. Anyways it somehow came to be that they adopted both me and the little girl I was playing with. I mean it was weird at first. Who adopts a 16 year old wayward orphan boy? I mean by the time I was 16 I was really ******** up. I was into all sorts of things I shouldn't have been. Hell I almost killed a kid once from rage. Who adopts that kind of kid? That's kinda strange.... but they're my family now. I guess they see something in me that I don't see. They're all I've got. All I've ever had. 2 years is a fraction of my life, but it makes up for a lot.


I'm not as bad of a kid as I used to be... but that's not saying much with what I was into. Anyways, in the 2 years I've been with this family, they've adopted 3 other kids. 2 boys and a girl. All younger than me, but they are my family now, and they all get where I'm coming from. It's actually really great to have a family of orphans, because they all know what it's like to be dumped at an orphanage and grow up with nothing to your name.

I enjoy girls, smoking, my family, sketching.... (no one needs to know that), pizza, and lounging around doing nothing.

I despise my father, drunkards, drinking (yeah I know I'm hypocritical deal with it), men who beat their wives, all the anger I hold in, and fighting.

I'm afraid of ending up just like my dad.

My strengths are sketching, and protecting those I love.

My flaws are I never think good of myself, and I drink way to much.

I look like Jai Brooks

My wand is a 10 1/2 inches Curupay wood with dragon heartstring

My pet is a A peregrine falcon named Jinx

My O.W.L. Scores Were:
Astronomy - D
Charms - O
DADA - O
Herbology - P
History of Magic - T
Potions - E
Transfiguration - E
Wandless - E
Healing - A
Art - O
Muggle Studies - O
Music - D

My N.E.W.T. Scores Were:
Charms - E
DADA - O
Potions - E
Transfiguration - A
Wandless - E
Healing - E
Art - O


Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! I'm adopted, but even though I was 16 at the time, they are still my family.

Hi, my name is Marius Kristian Forren

But I mostly go by Marius, Mari, Mars sometimes Kristian or Kris

I'm a male

I'm 13 years old.

My birthday is June 1st

My dream job is to have family. Not really a job but whatever.

My blood status is pureblood

The school I'm at is: Durmstrang

The house I'm in is Team Punainen

I'm interested in i dunno. I'm 13 for christs sake. How am I supposed to know. Both I guess?

I'm currently with Uh no one?

People say that, in a nutshell, I'm bitter and grumpy. I don't talk, but I never have. Before my parents died I was still pretty sullen. I've never been one to just jump around for joy or be all excited and kid like. I'd rather sit and read or go out and run. I like to do solo things. I played tennis for awhile, I rock climb, I've tried any sport that is an individual one. I can't do team things. I like to work out and I like to live in my silence. I'm not very confident in myself though. Since I don't talk people always seem to judge me as either stupid, or obnoxious. Everyone always tries to make me talk, but I don't want to, and I won't. It makes me feel bad about myself though. It's like I am somehow broken just because I live in silence. I'm not broken okay!

My background story is I lived a perfectly happy life with my parents. They were great. They pampered me.... a lot... but who gives a s**t about that. We were happy until some idiot had to come around and ******** it all up. He killed my parents. He ran into them in his car and they died on the spot. No amount of magic would have saved them. The only good thing is he died too. I was 11.... and they were gone and I got sent to some dumb orphanage and I was so alone. I might have been an only child, but I had never felt so alone in my life.

I didn't stay long at the orphanage. A nice couple came an adopted me. I can't say I was totally pleased byt his. I live in England now while I go to school a billion miles away. But I mean I did get shoved into an orphanage in England. That's only because my family was visiting England, we'd apparated there, and they had no form of ID on them when they were hit and I wouldn't speak and so they just shoved me in an orphanage. It helps that I barely understand English... but I haven't spoke a word ever. I've learned some English by now, but I still don't want to talk. I wasn't injured badly in the crash. My mama threw me out of the way just in time. But a lot of the doctors think I can't talk because of something that happened in the crash. I don't tell them any differently obviously.

I just have always chosen not to speak. My parents could never figure out why, but they knew I was happy and that was enough for them. When they died I lost even that. Everyone at the orphanage for 2 years would ask me what was wrong, why I didn't speak, what happened to me, blah blah blah. I can speak just fine, I just don't want too. The thing is.... I do have a reason I don't speak... I just don't think about it. When I was really little, this guy broke into my family home. I was downstairs and out of bed when I shouldn't have been. I was probably about four. I was a late bloomer and hadn't truly learned to speak yet. I'd maybe said a few words. This guy came barelling into the house though and he held me at knife point and I was freaking out, and he told me if I made a sound ever again, he'd kill me and my family. So I didn't say a thing. He stole some s**t I guess and left. I know its stupid, because he's not coming back and now my family is dead, but I won't speak. I think it's just trauma, but I refuse to speak. And I have a new family... sorta... now. I gotta look out for them too right?

I enjoy running, rock climbing, working out, being alone, reading sometimes, being outside, and my dead family.

I despise change, people who judge me, people who pity me, people who try to make me talk, people in general really, anything team related, and being forced to work with others. It's hard enough to do things on my own in silence, let alone with others.

I'm afraid of change, new things, not being accepted, and that man.

My strengths are being alone, and silent magic.

My flaws are silence sometimes, and not accepting new things.

I look like Austin Mahone

My wand is a Kou wood with Pegasus wing feather. 9 3/4 inches.

My pet is a Syberian Samoyed puppy that the Roach's gave me when they adopted me. Her name is Freya. Of course my family only knows that cuz I had it inscribed on her collar.

My O.W.L. Scores Are:
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My N.E.W.T. Scores Are:
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