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« on: 21/08/2012 at 05:03 »

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:
Simon Vincent Gaelian

Birthday:
April 24th

Hometown:
London, England

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration, and Astronomy. His ultimate goal is to become a registered animagus

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination

Year (pick two):
6th is preferred
5th is 2nd choice

Biography:
Simon Vincent Gaelian was born in the morning to Maggie and Vincent Gaelian. His father was the first to hold him followed quickly by his eager mother. He is the first born of 2. His younger sister, Catherine is 7 years old.
Simon is a half blood born to a muggle mother and pure blood father. Vincent Gaelian, brother of Arthur Gaelian, was disinherited from the pure blood line for his choice to marry Maggie. The Gaelian's saw it as an insult to their already tainted and breaking family to converse with muggles much less marry one. Arthur is a science professor at Cambridge University and Maggie, a veterinarian.
Simon first discovered he was a wizard when he was 8 years old.
It was dinner time and Simon was sitting next to Catherine in her high chair. Simon, who is always studious, was reading Dante's "Inferno" at the table. Arthur asked him to put the book away and Simon refused. An argument broke out, which Maggie tried to quell but ended all too rapidly when Simon slammed his book on the table causing the candles on the table to explode into flame, reaching Catherine's face. Simon was horrified and grief stricken had what he had done. Confused he looked at his father who sat wide eyed, confused and to his surprise, not angry. Just... sad. Maggie was on the phone with the emergency services. It was after the dust settled that Vincent told him what had happened. He was a wizard. Simon resented it all. It did not make sense to him how the laws of physics and nature suddenly did not apply. And how this "gift" was supposed to be harnessed? A school was the answer?
Catherine's face healed but was badly burnt and Simon saw Hogwarts as his punishment. How naughty little boys attend St Brutus', Simon was to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He begged his mother to let him stay but she insisted that it was "for his own good" as mother's always say. Maggie, being a muggle, was extremely supportive of the wizarding community which all the more twisted the knife in the Gaelian's side.
Over the first few years at Hogwarts Simon was a challenge. Always being bullied for speaking out of turn with the correct answers, trying magic, but never being very good at it. The issue with Simon was that he could learn the ideas and concepts but could never rationalize.
It wasn't until his Transfiguration class that he finally was able to grasp both the concept and the follow through.
The assignment wasn't too advanced but it was definitely a challenge for most of the class. He was to turn a toad into a chocolate frog. Most of the class barely turned the toads brown much less chocolate. The boy next to Simon though he had achieved it but when he took a bite he got more than he bargained for. Simon knew the spell, knew the movements of his wand and looked at the toad with its bulging eyes and pulsing neck. He abandoned reason for the first time in his life and was not afraid. After saying the spell confidently and strong he looked down at the toad and saw a glistening chocolate frog. He took the frog in his hands. It smelled like chocolate. Looking nervously over at his classmate who still was spitting out bits of toad he closed his eyes. Delicious chocolate bliss on his tongue. He smiled in spite of himself and was finally proud, not ashamed of his abilities.
He then began to flourish as a student and a young man.

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Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request:
Ravenclaw
Personality:
Simon tends to be social awkward in all situations. He is very meticulous with his actions and also can have obsessive compulsive tendencies. His room is always tidy and he is never found without a book on hand. He is quick to correct but means well and is very kind hearted and nurturing. Simon's difficulty in keeping friends stems from his strong headed nature and stubborn qualities, but his willingness to help and offer guidance is a strength that makes it easy for him to get along with people.
Appearance:
Simon is 5'11" and very slender. With knobby joints, Simon can be a bit clumsy and unaware of his surroundings. He has a kind smile with big brown eyes and sandy brown/blonde hair. His face is gaunt and he has a strong jaw resembling his father. His skin is pale with an olive undertone. He is always clean shaven and very neatly dressed.
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Blimey, the Great Hall was packed. It seemed like everywhere a guy looked there was some clown waving around a House banner or yelling about the game.

'Can you believe it?' 'No way!' 'This must be the biggest upset in Hogwarts Quidditch history...'

Stupid Quidditch.

James flopped into an empty seat at the end of the table, shoved an empty plate out of the way, and let his head sink onto his crossed arms, squishing his freckled nose down flat against the tabletop. He wasn't sure why he'd even bothered to come here, since he definitely wasn't hungry. He'd probably never eat again, in fact. He didn'tdeserve to eat. He hadn't stopped in the locker room to change out of his muddy, sweaty uniform after the game either, because he was pretty sure he probably didn't deserve to be clean too; and anyway he couldn't stand to see the looks on his team mates' faces after he blew their chance at winning one of the biggest games they had ever played.

Just one lousy shot. That's all it would have taken. If he could have just got that one stupid foul shot to go through that one stupid hoop, they could have won and he wouldn't have been the biggest blockhead in the entire school.

As if to prove the point, half the people at the next table suddenly broke into a loud victory chant. James pressed his face further into his arms to hide the bright red blotches he could feel creeping up his cheeks. That was it. He was just going to have to run away and move to Nova Scotia. He'd just cost the three-year-in-a-row Champions the Quidditch Cup! How do you ever live that one down for crying out loud? He was only a second year and he was going to spend the rest of his life as 'that dumb cry-baby kid who dropped the Quaffle!'

It felt like every set of eyes in the room was boring into him, and James couldn't stand it anymore. He jerked himself back up from the table and stomped right back out of the Hall the same way he had come in. As he stormed into the quieter hallway outside, he could hear footsteps somewhere behind him. James rounded on the sound and began to shout, his brown eyes shining with tears. "WHAT! Haven't you ever seen a loser before? Why don't you just take a picture!"

...

Simon lifted his eyes from his parchment. His fingers bruised with ink. He HAD to finish the extra credit assignment before class. Glancing at his pocket watch he swore under his breath. 5 minutes. He scratched behind his ear. A nervous tick.
It was the perfect opportunity to use the benches outside the class. Everyone was at the Great Hall after the Quidditch Match. Simon didn't care much for Quidditch. He thought it insensible to play a sport where it was too easy to cheat and manipulate the physics. On the other hand, he did enjoy watching it at times, trying to anticipate the velocity of the Quaffles and probability of the Snitch.
It was at the moment when he wrote his last word he heard the shouting, "WHAT! Haven't you ever seen a loser before? Why don't you just take a picture!" It was James. He was on the Quidditch team and did not look happy. His freckled face was bright red as he stormed out by Simon. Simon saw a group of Slytherin's jeering at him. The same Slytherin's that call him "Son of a Muggle" and muss his hair. Obviously the game didn't go well. Simon blew on the ink of the paper and rolled it up quickly following up after him. After all, he did have approximately 4 minutes now. The least he could do was cheer him up. Tell him that the speed at which a broom gets up to would exert so much force that it would be the equivalent of catching a football while riding on top of a car. That's if James knew what football was... or a car for that matter. Not every wizard had a muggle upbringing. 3 minutes. James was further away. The Slytherins were still laughing at his expense. Fire rose in Simon's cheeks that fueled his feet over to James.
"Hi... uh... James is it?" James nodded. "Um... I'm Simon. I don't know you really and you probably don't know me but. I noticed the Slytherins... laughing. Look. Don't let them get to you. I'm sure the game will just blow over..."

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