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Griffin White
Status:
Pure-blood
Nationality:
English
Residence:
High Bickington, England
Function:
First year, Ravenclaw
Wand:
23,3 cm mayhaw wood and dragon heartstring
Physical Description:
Ashen locks tumble down to broad shoulders to frame the seemingly perpetually scowling features
that make up Griffin’s visage. As if to stand out much like his hair, he holds within his right eye a
bright azure gaze whilst left is that of a hazel hue. These distinct features contrast starkly to his deep
bronze skin which smoothly coats his lithe build, which stands of of an averagely modest height,
which is something of an issue for him.

Mental Description:

Griffin holds a quiet demeanour, not that he’s shy, but because, he has quite a high opinion of
himself, seeing others as not worth his time nor respect until they prove themselves otherwise.
White is, at his core, a cold, shrewd, and calculating individual, who honours no authority
above himself. He has no qualms with doing whatever it takes to get what he wants, from lying, to
breaking the law and/or rules, etc.. He is often described as selfish, rude, and insensitive by his
peers and an erratic anarchist by authority figures.

Adding to this, he is unreliable, constantly switching his actions and motives in pursuit of whatever
takes his fancy at the time, a hedonist if you will. Perhaps in eyes of some being a stark contrast or
contradiction of his ideals, one will find that he is quite the nihilist, often succumbing to bouts of
philosophical ramblings and broodiness. As unpredictable as he is, Griffin's behaviour is not totally
random. He is not as likely to jump off a bridge as to cross it. Despite these traits he is extremely
loyal to friends and family, perhaps to a fault as some would say, and he almost always keeps his
word...as long as it serves his interests in some way.

History:

Griffin Itiel White was born to two families tracing their linage back several hundred years back.
Both being pure-bloods with contrasting degrees of typical pure-blood behaviour. His father’s side
of the family being...tolerant to muggles. With some members showing a sort of detached curiosity
for muggle behaviour, inventions, and so on. His mother’s side of the family show an intense
dislike, even hatred for muggles.

Descending from, or related to a rather alarming number of Dark
Lords. Those who weren’t Dark Lords themselves followed those who were, attaining high ranking
positions and the like.

Indoctrinated by his maternal great grandmother Eliza Wynne White- who rules the family with an
iron fist mind you- to internalise these ideals, Griffin showed outright disgust at those who are of
muggle-born birth from a very young age, which was something that did not sit well with his
paternal family. Words were said, spells were cast, and bodies buried. A year passed and on his 6h
birthday, Griffin found himself living with his mother at the White Manor with no word form his
father nor the rest of the van Swart clan. Griffin asked maybe once or twice about his father’s
disappearance before forgetting about him entirely, his memory was not tampered with, he just
didn’t care enough to bother pursuing it further.

Living with the maternal family was a rather pleasant. Griffin was never short of thing to do, mainly
because the ancient, yet immaculate, White manor was host to the many social gatherings that Eliza
hosted. The only requirement to the rather grand affairs being that the invited families were strictly
pure-blood. Due to his great grandmother’s busy social life, Griffin would be expected to play with
the children these witches and wizards brought with them. While extremely exciting when he was
younger, Griffin grew tired of having to remember the name of every Ron, Draco, and Harry that
showed up. When he received his letter to Hogwarts, Griffin surmised that he probably met every
young pure blood witch and wizard that would be attending the school with him, not that he’d
remember their names but still.

However, Eliza did make sure that Griffin at least knew the names of the many pure-blood families
that interfered with his down time, and always made sure that he knew that “Names carry power.”,
whatever that meant.