Owen Stevens {Hogwarts Student Re-Application}

[Owen Stevens]

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:

Birthday: 12 September 1958 (1922)

Hometown: Hulme Walfield, Cheshire, UK

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination

Year (pick two): 6th Year Repeat/7th Year (7th preferably)

Biography:
Owen Alexander Stevens was born in the small village of Hulme Walfield in the North West of England. His parents, Peter and Claryssa, married 6 years prior to this, marrying in the muggle way. Their Victorian-looking house was built by Peter's ancestors in the 1890's and is still a landmarked building in many muggle communities, often reffered to as 'The Stevens' Manor'. Living in such a peaceful and isolated area gave Claryssa and Peter the environment that they needed, in which, they could perform magic, without risk of exposure.
As Owen grew up, Peter and Claryssa were worried. For some reason, Owen was not showing any signs of any magical properties at all, leading Claryssa to fall into a fit of depression, fearing that she had produced a squib. Luckily, a few months later, Owen's magic started to shine through. By the time he was 5 years old, his favourite pass-time was to sit in the garden and use magic to make the flowers grow. Claryssa and Peter found their son to be a charming young boy and were hoping that one day he would attend either Duirmstrang or Hogwarts, just as they had.
In the passing years, Owen's interests no longer lay in the garden, he now liked to take refuge in the library, searching for information on the histories of the Wizarding World and of magic itself. He loved to seek out a history book to read and would often finish them in a maximum of 2 days. In one sentence; Owen adored the histories of magic. The unknown was just a maze to him, it wasn't a scary place if you knew what you were looking for.
A month prior to his 11th birthday, Owen received a letter declaring him eligible for a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was so excited to actually go to the school and learn more about the histories that he loved so much and even more so, the things he was always too young to understand.
With his new pet owl; Sugar and his books, robes and wand; unicorn hair, 11.5 inches, fairly springy, he kissed his mother's cheek and hugged his father on platform nine and three quarters and boarded the 'Hogwarts Express' and began his journey to his new school. On arrival, he had already made friends with some of the new students that he'd shared a carriage with.
During his 2nd and 4th years he had already been branded as a possible 'O' student in Charms and Transfiguration but had never understood Divination. All the talk of omens and auras was in his opinion; "A load of rubbish."
In his 3rd year, he had been transferred, for a term, to Durmstrang Academy for Wizards, the school that his father had attended. This was not a pleasant experience for the young wizard, as he was forced to learn the Dark Arts, much to his disapproval. When the term was up, he was glad to see the back of that place forever, hoping that he would never step foot inside that asylum again.

After the end of his fifth year, Owen had been through two boyfriends and had made numerous friends and even a few enemies. Unfortunately for him, his family was pulling him out of Hogwarts to move to France, where he would attend Beauxbatons. His parents had told the head teacher and a plan was mapped out for Owen's future in France. Luckily, Owen had found a way to escape from his deranged parents and was now residing in his old house in Hulme Walfield, which he had bought back with his inheritance that was hidden safely in his Gringotts vault. After going to see the head teacher of Hogwarts once more, he had pleaded for his place at Hogwarts to be reinstated for the rest of his educational career, with the hope that the school board would see his predicament and come to an agreement to let him enroll for his sixth year.

The school board agreed to re-instate him as a student at Hogwarts, and so began his most difficult year at the school. New friends, old friends, new enemies and rivals from the past affected his attitude to school and he lost track of himself, becoming a mess of emotion. Since then, he had become extremely depressed and his work in lessons had been shoddy. When summer came,  Owen disappeared. Nobody knew where he had gone, but the rumor was that he had spent a period of time in St. Mungos, being treated for severe depression and anxiety. This is true, as that is exactly where he had been, although he would never admit it to someone if they asked him. Not yet, anyway. After being discharged, he travelled to Camp Loki by portkey, ready to try and take on another summer full of socializing and then another year of schooling.

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

House Request: Ravenclaw

Personality: Over the years, Owen's personality has changed rapidly. Where he had been shy and submissive, he was now confident and dominating. Where he had once been cheerful and happy, he was now sour and depressed. Where he had once been kind and caring, he was confused and defensive.

He has emotional barriers, preventing people from hurting him. He has developed a numbness to insults and just tends to either accept them or come up with a suitable insult to shoot back at people. These barriers also prevent him from connecting with his old friends and he seems more comfortable being in the presence of his enemies.

Appearance: Brown Hair, styled into a quiff and shaved short at the sides and at the back. Emerald green eyes. 6"5 tall. Athletic bulid, not overly muscly, more toned than anything.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Option 2:

“Oh, come now!"

Astrid Bixby’s voice carried down the corridor, the tall blonde girl not far behind. Her interviewee – or victim, depending on perspective – turned a corner and she frowned. They were always soelusive when she needed them. Sure, they would talk as if there was no tomorrow during class, but once she actually needed them to say something, they were nowhere to be found. Gryffindors.

Flustered, Astrid stopped in the middle of the corridor and stared, her parchment hanging limply from her hand. She was a good reporter, really, and she always did her best to make sure that everything she wrote was accurate. She glanced down to the quill, eyeing it with disdain. It wasn’t her fault if her quill misquoted. How was she supposed to know? It made for interesting articles, at least, and if she had misquoted the Head Boy last term as saying he had a love for stuffed animals, then that gave him personality. Astrid sighed.

A pout formed on her lips as she turned away, discouraged. The corridor was mercifully empty, though the doors to The Spellbound – the school newspaper – were ominously closed. Corbridge was a mercifully sweet editor, but Astrid was terrified of disappointing her all the same. She hadto come back with quotes.
Her eyes, blue, trailed her surroundings before choosing a new path, and she turned down a new corridor. A figure was ahead, and her eyes lit up, an impossibly rosy smile blossoming across her lips.

“Hey!” Astrid called, her voice light and singsong. She trotted to catch the person, her shoes clicking on the stone floor. “Wait up! It’s for the paper!” Her legs aided her admittedly poor running, and Astrid gasped as she came closer. “What do you think about serving frog legs at lunch? Some say it’s a delicacy, but others think it’s plain gross.”

Reply:

Owen was walking down the corridor, minding his own business, when he was stopped by the very eccentric Astrid Bixby, who was shouting about something for the paper. He hadn't even had time to greet her before she was shooting him a question at a mile a second. Owen had to listen very closely to her, so that he could actually understand what she was babbling about.

"What do you think about serving frog legs at lunch? Some say it’s a delicacy, but others think it’s plain gross.”

As he took in the question, surprised that it was a decent question to put to a survey. He was happy that the Spellbound was actually taking their journalistic duties seriously now. Last year, it had been all about who was kissing who and who wasn't happy about it, which really made Owen's gears grind. He thought very carefully about the question and wondered about how some of his friends would react to having foreign foods in their menus.

"In my personal opinion, introducing foreign cuisine into the feast would be a great idea. I have friends at Beauxbatons and Salem and their feasts are quite continental; they have food from other countries like Russia, Spain, Germany, Switzerland and lots of others." Owen said, trying to structure his point delicately. "I also know many people here who would find the prospect of eating Frog's Legs disgusting. It's a tricky question in the long run, but this survey will probably get mostly positive results, which is good. Technically, if the people who react negatively to the new cuisine, they can simply not eat it."

Owen heard the bell in the clock tower chime for lunch time. He was really hungry and wanted to meet his friends before the ate through the entire Ravenclaw feast.

"Listen, Astrid. I have to go and eat now, but I'm definitely looking forward to seeing the foreign food on the tables at lunch and dinner times. I'll be one of those who will be willing to try something. Bye." He gave Astrid one last wave before turning and running in the direction of the Main Hall, hoping and praying that Ophelia had saved him a chicken leg.


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So, I didn't know whether I would have to re-apply, but I did anyway... just in case...

[Elizabeth Birch-Hurst]

Mr Stevens,

Congratulations, your application to Hogwarts School has been accepted. Term begins 01 May, 2013. Currently, students have gathered at Camp Loki. Your admission is joint for both the school and Camp Loki, and we encourage you to spend your summer there. Should you choose, you may also visit our Elsewhere board via the Floo Network to visit or purchase school supplies. We look forward to seeing you at the School.

Regards,
E. A. Birch-Hurst,
Hogwarts Headmistress