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Aaron Flynn
Status:
Unknown
Nationality:
English
Residence:
London, England
Function:
First year, Ravenclaw
Wand:
31,0 cm aspen wood and unicorn hair
Aaron Flynn is tough, he's the kind of boy to get into fights and quickly get out of them. He's rough on the outside but a big softie on the inside. He's smart with words and likes to get to know people, he just doesn't know how to start a conversation. When he gets upset or too overwhelmed he disappears for a long period of time with a small fox on the side of his bed, so you know he's alright. Not that anyone would care. He has ginger hair that fits his emerald green eyes. He has a tan kind of skin color and always has a scratch or two on his face. He has a sharp chin but a soft face. As a toddler, Aaron was playing with some friends and his older sister at the park. His sister, Lily, loved him and adored him as her little brother. Here's a bit of what happened 1st person: While we were at the park, Lily walked over to me and asked me to come over and sit with her on the bench. I told my friends i'd be right back, and followed Lily. While we sat down and she pulled out a small wooden box, and handed it to me. It was a sleek little thing and smooth to the touch, I opened it slowly and it started playing mine and Lily's favorite song, Lily, which was a song that she made, in the music box cover. I smiled at it and looked up at her in awe, "How did you get this?" Her songs never got popular enough for someone else to notice her. She smiled and shrugged, "I got a friend to make it for me." She hesitates slightly and looks back to our parents, who's faces are blurry every time I try to think about them. "You know I love you right?" She gave me another long hug, got up and walked away, little did I know that was the last time i'd see her, for who knows how long. I sat on the bench listening to it for a long time.: Aaron's parents abandoned him at the park that day while he was playing with the music box. He never realized it until it got dark, a small gang found him, sleeping on a bench with the box softly playing. The gang taught him what there is to know on the streets, how to pickpocket, the safest way through the cities, how to get in and out unsuspected and how to use his word-smart mouth to manipulate people. His only flaw is that he's slightly clumsy, and so on his first time out without the gang, he got caught before he even got close to his goal. He was taken to a foster home and has gone through a couple different homes. He now has a good home that loves him, he still doesn't feel comfortable calling them his official parents. He's afraid he's going to screw up somehow and end up back where he started. So he never puts his entire heart onto something or someone other than himself. Aaron has never left his music box anywhere. He has always loved sweet talking people, but before he ended up with the family he has now, he learned that when he was angry he could make fire. He didn't know how or why but whenever he got overly excited, he accidentally produces fire. When he was bored one day, there was a girl he liked, but of course being 9, to girls all boys were gross, she was different, she was kind, patient, and funny. They became close friends but he never told her about anything that was happening in his life, he just wanted to learn about her. He was always overprotective of her, and one day when they were in the park hanging out, a group of high-schoolers came up and started bugging her. When both Aaron and the girl told them to leave them alone, they just shoved Aaron to the ground and continued harassing the girl. Aaron got extremely upset and jumped up. He jumped on the nearest one and got on top of him, pinning him to the ground, he put his hand on his arms to keep him down, the boy started screaming in pain and Aaron jumped up in surprise. Where his hands had been there were very clear burn marks where his hands had been. Looking down at his hand they were red with flames. He looked up and saw the girl, her face was white and there was shock and horror on her face. Aaron's head was spinning and he couldn't keep his thoughts straight, so he ran, he ran as fast as he could back to his foster family, it happened a couple times after, and they sent him back to foster care saying he was a demon child. He's gone through a couple homes since then, again, to the home he has now. Aaron is a wizard born from two wizarding parents, but he doesn't know it because he didn't know his biological parents. Just his sister, who he will always cherish.