I'd say that I'm pretty in shape and that shows when I stand at six-two. My hair is generally dark and thick; it grows quick too but I try to keep it short enough. What most people seem to focus on is the mild Scottish accent I've kept despite making a conscious choice to lose most of the terminology.
Sardonic: There are just some bright ideas in the world that I can't help but comment on.
Morbid Imagination: If you want a morbid picture painted for you I'm probably the one to do it. That's not to say that I don't enjoy life. It's just that I can picture difficult and negative outcomes a whole lot easier than I can joyful ones.
Judgmental: It's a load of crock when someone says don't judge a book by it's cover. Everyone judges people by their first impression of them. I'm just not going to lie about it.
Politics: The idea of having to grease this hand and please this person to get anything done is s**t.
Statue of Secrecy: I won't apologize for who I am. It's not like we're any less than muggles so why do we have to stay hidden? It's like a double standard - we're allowed to know about them but god forbid if they know anything about us.
Hypocrisy: Don't preach one thing and do another. Either try to do what you say you're going to do or get lost.
Alcohol: There's just something about that taste that gets me up in the morning and relaxes me at night. I don't drink to get drunk, a days just not complete without a sip of some well aged or brewed liquor.
Music: This should have been easy to guess since I took up the music classes at Hogwarts. Music is a way to entertain and communicate. It's something that connects people - sometimes even muggles and wizards like the same stuff.
Games: Nothing like watching two people getting into a fight over a game. If the event itself isn't entertaining the aftermath is.
Curses: Not the magic kind, exactly. I just use a lot of expletives when I'm talking. Thing is that I know when to hold them back but the more comfortable I am, the more they're going to sleep out. It's when I'm not using them that you know I'm being extremely serious.
Flying: One of my main de-stressing hobbies is flying around Hogwarts. I particularly like going around the tree tops of the dark forest or around the black lake.
Eventually I want to pull the sticks out of the ministry's asses. They shoved them up so far that they have to tilt their nose back to not choke on it. I doubt I'll ever accomplish it but a man can dream.
The perfect scent, like what I'd smell in an amortentia potion, has got to be a good scottish coffee with warm salted caramel. Maybe throw in the scent of milk and honey too just to round it out.
What I fear the most above all things is falling through the dark with things pressing in on me. I'm a pretty big guy so sitting still in a tight space isn't my idea of a good time. Now couple that with pitch blackness and an inability to control where you're going? You've got the worst case scenario for me.
_____The world was a slightly different place when I grew up. I was born in 1983 and grew up in the wake of the first wizarding war caused by He-who-must-not-be-named; just about three years after his fall. Everything was kind of hush hush and people danced around in fear. Of course, I don't remember much of the early days since I was still a barne but I remember enough to put two and two together.
_____My small family was kept under close watch by the Ministry of Magic. Which I guess is why my ma, Idris (Graves), moved us out to a remote section of norther Scotland. I just knew that I had to find ways to entertain myself without other kids growing up. Music was a part of that, roaming through the grass and pretending a all sorts of things was another. You see, we never really went into town but there is one time that I remember distinctly. My ma took me to Diagon alley when I was six and it caused a ruckus with more than one shop keepers. It wasn't until later that I realized it wasn't exactly my ma that some of the shop keepers were apprehensive about. It was my father Rabastan as well as his brother, my uncle, and his brother's wife that they all the mixed fillings stemmed from. You might have heard of them since they were pretty famous for their torture of other witches and wizards. Basically it ended up with ma stalking up on many of the goods she needed and us not going back for years.
_____As I grew older I grew stronger. My magic kept coming out in small bursts the same as any other wizarding kid I supposed. One day I'd almost fall out of a tree only to land softly instead. Another day an adder tried to take a bite and I flung it away. You know, standard things. I got a letter from Hogwarts after I turned eleven but for ma decided to enroll me in Ilvermorny instead; she had been worried that I would have faced the same discrimination we got in Diagon Ally during my education. Can't say I blame her and after hearing everything that went on at Hogwarts after Harry Potter was sorted into Gryffindor, I'm grateful that was the choice she made. At least I got a good, peaceful education at an illustrious school.
_____After everything that had happened growing up, after all the dark stories I'd heard about my father, uncle, and aunt, I never even took the opportunity to seek them out when they were broken out of Azkaban. In fact, I stayed out of the wizarding war as much as I could. My mom wasn't so lucky - she got pulled into it and a stray curse hit her in the chest during a duel. I didn't find out until later when an Auror brought her body to my flat in New York. I chose to bury her in my childhood home in Scotland. When my father came limping to the house after the battle of Hogwarts, trying to avoid the Aurors that was the first time I'd ever seen him. He seemed a lot more pathetic than I'd imagined. I bound him and waited for the Aurors to show up. I don't regret the fact that dementors gave him their special kiss - he put my ma through too much s**t for me to care that a man I never knew suffered a fate worse than death.
_____Despite staying out of the war and even turning in my own father, my name blackened my prospects. As I got older I learned to deal with it; it wasn't as bad in the states as it was in Great Britain. In Europe, no matter how skilled I was it was obvious that I was still judged as being a Dark Wizard the moment they heard 'Lestrange'. Mainly I found work there while maintaining the house in the Highlands that ma loved so much. However, as the years wore on I realized that people were becoming such two faced little shits that I almost took pride in the fact that my name made people take a second look. I wanted them to be confronted by the uncomfortable history and truth of the world.
_____One day I was approached by Clarissa Marivins and offered a position at Hogwarts - the school that ma tried to keep me from. Considering that everything had seemed to calm down over there I decided to take the job offer. That was three years ago. And I got to say that the castle still has interesting things to see after all this time. This place will definitely keep you on your toes.
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Graves Family Origins
The Graves are an American wizarding family dating back to the start of colonization of the land right along side their non-magical counterparts. In fact, Gondulphus Graves was one of the first twelve Aurors under MACUSA. Later on another Graves, Percival, would become an Auror as well. After the roaring twenties, the Graves family didn't keep up with the production of Aurors to feed to the line of duty. In fact, musical talents such as Merton Graves from the Weird Sisters also emerged from this family.
Lestrange Family Origins
The Lestranges are an old wizarding family based from the United Kingdoms - old and powerful enough to make the so called list. They were one of the first families who started to follow You-Know-Who when he rose to power. It is also from this family that you get the infamous Lestrange brothers; one of which married Bellatrix Black. Since then most of the Lestrange have been either killed or thrown into Azkaban. The few that are still free in the world suffer from the stigma placed on their family.
Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 10:37 pm
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You know, even in Scotland there are jokes about redheads being vibrant and lively but she seems to defy that idea. Maybe it's the last name and the fact that she's muggleborn. I get that. It's damned hard to shake off the wrap that the old man left me with even all these years later. Probably why I'm trying to get her to actually speak up and play around. But no matter how many butterbeers she's got sitting in front of her in the Three Broomsticks she still seems to be quiet. Maybe it's just her thing. Still fun to try anyways.
I don't know much about her just yet. First time we've said more than a 'hi' and 'bye' to each other in a long while was when I found her outside of the main door's of Hogwarts looking like she was about to pass out. Still don't know what to make of her.
If you've got a complicated problem that needs some thinking, this is the lass to go to. She's got a brain on her that won't shut up. Trust me, I've tried to get her to stop thinking but it doesn't work.
She has been in my music class since I started teaching at Hogwarts two years ago. Like all of the ravenclaws here she's got a curious nature. Thing is she's not afraid to actually finish going there; she'll learn and demand more to use. Apparently music is a bit more than just entertainment for her and her family. Gotta be the Veela in them. Whatever it is this girl has talent - not like pop artist but she's got a set of lungs on her. The fact that she's not meek helps her stick out as well. She gives as good as she gets. Not that there's anything ******** inappropriate going on - get that out of your minds. I'm just saying that she can keep up the sarcasm with the best of them.
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