Name: Dymitri Alynn Quinlan


Basic Information:

Nicknames: Alynn

Age: Thirteen

Birthday: April 16th, 2052

Blood Status: Halfblood (Dad is a Muggleborn, Mom is a Pureblood)

Wand: Willow with phoenix feather, eleven inches, smooth, sleek and pliable

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Well, all of a sudden, girls aren't irritating, they're distracting, in a good way

Face Claim: Tsukishima Kei from the ‘Haikyuu’ anime


School and Career:

Attending: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

House: Gryffindor

Year: Third

Best Lessons:

■ Astronomy
■ Charms
■ Transfigurations

Worst Lessons:
■ History of Magic
■ Herbology
■

Electives Taken: Advanced Flying (Second and Third Years Only)

Clubs:

■ Gryffindor Quidditch Team (Reserve Chaser or Seeker)
■ Hogwarts Literary Society
■ Astronomy Club
■ Culinary Club

OWL Scores:
■ Astronomy ~ X
■ Charms ~ X
■ Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ X
■ Herbology ~ X
■ History of Magic ~ X
■ Potions ~ X
■ Transfiguration ~ X
■ Elective ~ X

NEWT Scores:

■ Astronomy ~ X
■ Charms ~ X
■ Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ X
■ Herbology ~ X
■ History of Magic ~ X
■ Potions ~ X
■ Transfiguration ~ X
■ Elective ~ X

Current Employment: Student

Dream Job: Dunno yet, I’ll bet it’ll be pretty awesome, though


Personality:

■ Supportive: One thing I am is a good friend. I will back my friends, knowing they will do the same for me.
■ Compassionate: I try to consider the feelings of others, and it bothers me to see somebody else suffering
■ Perceptive: I’m also pretty good at figuring out puzzles and spotting things other people might miss.
■ Determined: I want to be the best in my class, and I want to succeed in life
■ Easily Distracted: I’m easily bored unless I have something to keep me focused
■ Set: Once I my mind is made up, that’s it.

Likes:

■ Comic books and superhero lore in general
■ Ferrets
■ Tacos (Easy to make, fun to eat)
■ Seafood, preferably fried with vinegar
■ Dark colours, favourite is blue, but I also like burgundy

Dislikes:

■ Sauerkraut (it smells like rotting socks)
■ Salads (I don’ like green food)
■ Bullies
■ Hot, sweaty weather and mosquitos
■ Having to sit still and do nothing for any length of time

Hobbies:
■ Cooking (learned it from Mom and Dad)
■ Collecting comic books and manga
■ Quidditch

Strengths:
■ Book Smart: I’m really good at school, especially math
■ Willfulness: Once I’ve set a plan in play, I mean to see it done

Weaknesses:

■ I have a sarcastic streak, better a smartass than a dumb one, but I’m not a snark knight like Dad is. Working on it, though
■ I also have a real need to prove myself, to feel like I’ve actually earned whatever status I’ve got

Fears:

■ Claustrophobia
■ Being a failure and a disappointment to Mom and Dad

Patronus: A dire ferret
Happy Memory to Summon Patronus:

Special Abilities:
Animagus Form:
Apparition Status:
Flying Certification: Yes

Languages:

■ English (Native)
■ Russian (learned from my mother; not fully fluent in the language, and I can read it better than I can speak it, courtesy of reading Russian language comic books, and my Aunt Faina has supplemented my education with ‘colourful metaphors’. With my accent mixed with a Scottish one, I've been described as sounding like a 'drunken five-year-old.)
■ Scottish (can speak it better than I can read it, and Dad has taught me plenty enough salty language)
■ Japanese (I can speak it a little bit, can't read a lick of Kanji, but I can understand the Romanicized version)
■


History:

Childhood: Dymitri was born on April 16th 2053, at Queen Elizabeth University Hospital in Glasgow to Cian and Kitty Quinlan. Both of them had graduated from Hogwarts with the Class of 2047, with Cian being a graduating Slytherin and (then) Katya from Hufflepuff. Childhood sweethearts, they were married in 2050, with their first child being brought into the world roughly two years afterwards. Dymitri was brought into a household where he had a doting grandmother, Heather Quinlan, a retired teacher, and grandfather, Roderick, a well-regarded financial advisor. On the other side of the family, was a happy Reyna and Sergei Patrovna, who would offer to help out with Dymitri when their busy parents were otherwise occupied with their careers. His parents and grandparents made the point of nurturing in him a love of his twin Scottish and Russian heritage, as well as his Muggle and Wizarding heritage.

School Years: Dymitri went to one of the local schools in Glasgow for his primary education, as Cian felt it important that he grow up around other kids as opposed to be homeschooled like many Wizarding children, and there was no guarantees he would be going to Hogwarts. As it worked out, there didn’t seem to be anything magical about him until shortly after his tenth birthday when he had a magical accident when he was out and about with his Aunt Faina. Rather than be upset, his aunt was delighted, as were his parents.

Out of an abudance of caution, it was decided to pull Dymitri from primary school, and finish out the term having his Russian grandmother tutor him. It wasn’t long afterwards when his letter from Hogwarts arrived.

The Sorting Hat:
Joining your family, you are not.
Your care for your friends,
And your go get 'em attitude,
Makes you perfect for...

GRYFFINDOR!


First Year: Okay, I really wasn't expecting a talking hat to tell me what House I was in, and my thoughts on the subject of which House it would choose was either Slytherin or Hufflepuff, since that's where Mum and Dad went, and the idea of being in Slytherin had a certain appeal, just to be able to annoy my super-uptight cousin held certain appeal. Gryffindor; you got to be kidding me. On the other hand, there was a certain sense of satisfaction being in the rival House carried with it too. It also meant I'd play against him on the pitch, assuming I could make the squad.

Well, the Gryffindor Quidditch Club has a long proud tradition, after all this was the crew which featured freakin' Saint Harry Potter (well, maybe not Saint, but ye' know the Gryffindors are talkin' the Vatican's ears off tryin' to make it happen) and more Weasleys than ya could shake a stick at back in like the olden days. Except these days they didn't have so much o' the proud goin', owing to a seasons' long drought in the win column. Seems this lot told Chudley to hold their pint for them and show everyone what really losing was like. We have a Seeker who can't seek and a Keeper whot can't keep. Yeah, this squad is well an' truly knackered. Mum kinda got pale at the thought of me goin' in for this, so 'ere we go, right? Tried out for Chaser and Beater, as everybody wants to be Seeker, except possibly the guy we got as our non-seeking Seeker. Met up with fellow Scot, Padraig Kincaide, an' he seems to be a guid sort. So, I made the team, Reserves, but who cares; Chaser ... an' backup ... Seeker .... hmmmm.

Mum said to be careful about clubs, as they cut into study time, so I tried my hand at the nascent Hogwarts Literary Society, as it doesn't meet terribly often, and not as stodgy as my cousin's Chess Club. They seem all right, but I'm thinking comic book storylines and graphic novels don't count as 'literature' in their minds. Have to see about that, and I'll be looking at other clubs too next year.

Well, getting into my studies was an adjustment, but it was better than having to listen to my grandmother doing homeschooling in Russian (she also said hearing my Scottish accent when speaking Russian made her head hurt). Having a class on Flying was fun too, as was having an Astronomy class. At one point they arranged for a pick-up Quidditch match, allowing the House to mix and match players. Pretty sure it was set up to help our Seeker out, but I canna confirm nor deny that one. Didn't get much of a chance to do anything in it, as I was a backup there as well, but at least I got to play. Seb got a win, too bad that was all there was to his wins; as the Lions dropped every match, an' it wasn't close in most of them.

Next year, I'm gunnin' for Seb's spot; he best watch out fer me...

Second Year: Well, I put in a nice showing at the tryouts, and did a nice job at contesting against Seb, but in the end, he won out for his position. It always seems like he does well in practice, but it never translates into success in matches. As it is, Seb is Seeker once more, and I am just a Reserve Chaser once more. Sadly, the season went as I expected it would, with me riding a bench, except for when I played in the spring scrimmage, and I figured we would bottom out, except Seb caught the Snitch in the last match, catapulting us to second place in the standings. The celebration in Gryffindor Tower afterwards was such, one would think we won the whole darned thing, and not our first match in like four or maybe five years.

During the year we found out the family was going to St. Petersburg for a big family reunion, and Kas has been tutoring me in Russian so I can maybe talk to my cousins and not sound like a drunken toddler doing it. I've also been reading Russian comic books to help me learn Cyrillic. Dad calls the whole thing 'Game of Crones', since the elder matriarchs of the Patrovna Clan are gathering, and I'm jealous because he isn't going.

I wish I stayed home, as I humiliated myself and Mom trying to introduce myself to the rest of the extended family, as I could barely speak Russian. Kas tutored me in Russian during school, and I supplemented my efforts by reading Russian language comic books and listening to R-pop (which is how I learned Japanese), and I used Google Translate to help me write out notes to handle the first meeting. To make matters worse, Kas apologized for me afterwards, and he and I had some pretty serious discussions. I make not like him any better, but he and I have an understanding of each other we didn't have previously.

Shortly after the start of the family reunion our cousin Natalya and a friend of hers went missing while riding horses in the forest near the Patrovna family seat. Apparently, this has happened before, and Natalya usually shows up not long after the search parties form up. So, Kas and I go looking for her, and we nearly get eaten by wolves before Aunt Faina found us. We didn't realize how much trouble Natalia was in until we found one of the horses, and then we found her friend in a clearing. Our cousin was kidnapped, and the three of us tracked her to the house of this Dark Witch. We almost died rescuing Natalya, when we were attacked by living freakin' zombies and a cannibalistic House Elf who wanted to kill us all and have us for supper -- as the main course. We were all pretty badly wounded, and Kas nearly bled out carrying Natalya, but we were successful.

So now, we're bringing Natalya and Kas back with us, but they'll staying with Aunt Faina's mother instead of our house, as Kas has on more than one occasion, because it's too dangerous for them in Russia, and Natalya is coming to Hogwarts. after all that, school ought to be fairly tame by comparison

Third Year:

Fourth Year:

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Sixth Year:

Seventh Year:


Postgraduation:


Relationships:

Family: Roderick Quinlan (paternal grandfather}, Heather Quinlan (maternal grandmother), Reyna Patrovna (maternal grandmother), Sergei Patrovna (maternal ‘grandfather’), Cian Alastair Quinlan (father), Katya ‘Kitty’ Quinlan (ne Patrovna) (mother), Aleksandr (younger brother), Alenka (younger sister), Aeryn Quinlan Coulter (paternal aunt), Vincent Coulter (paternal uncle), Gabriel Coulter (Paternal cousin), Faina Patrovna (maternal aunt), Kasamir Aloysius Patrovna (maternal cousin), Natalya Stepanovich-Patrovna (maternal cousin)

Friends: Padraig Kincaide

Best Friend:

Romantic Interest: Yer kiddin' me, right?

Enemies:

Pets: Stewie, a Black Sable ferret, who likes curling up in pockets of my hooded sweatshirts

Update Log: (Signature Access by Crew Only)

Created: October 1st, 2024
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Accepted: ✯ Alice ✯ [01/26/25]
Updated: January 18, 2025
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