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Flac Flintshire
Status:
Pure-blood
Nationality:
Welsh
Residence:
Flint, Wales
Function:
First year, Hufflepuff
Wand:
22,3 cm holly wood and thestral tail hair
Information for RPGs :
Age: 11
Birthday: 21th of March
Biggest fear: Claustrophobia
Boggart: walls comming close
Patronus: a crow

Look:
Hair: blond and short
Eyes: grey and warm
Notable: pretty short (140/4'7)

More detailed look:
Flac is an rather small child for his age, barely reaching 1.40 m. Having said that, he does not look to young, only to short. His blond hair has the color of dark honey and is cut short. The grey eyes underneath are not likely to resemble stone, as they are to warm and filled with joy and curiosity, but they certainly can, if you act cruel or hurt someone he holds dear. When not wearing the black Hogwarts wardrobe, he will stick to comfortable clothes, that are not prone to get dirty or ripped. Jeans, dark Hoodies or shirts are his go to style. Most accessories he has are crowthemed, as it is his family's symbol. Most notably is the silver pin, decorated with two crows, fighting with each other. The most important one, however, is on Flacs necklace, a black crow mid flight, with white feathers on the tip of each wing.

History and character:
Flac was born a single child to his rather old parents Corvus and Isabel Flintshire, both Pure-bloods. As far as wealth and reputation goes, he and his family are well of, with the Flintshires' being related to the notoriously pure blooded Flints and simultaneously being well connected and involved in the muggel world. Although, to blend in with the muggles, the Flintshires have a house in Flint, a welsh seaside town near the English border, there true mansion lies - hidden from muggel eyes behind the image of a rotting ruin - in the castle of Flint. Here Flac was born and grew up. Due to the prestige of his family, he was homeschooled from early on, learning to read multiple languages, to speak rather sophisticated, to wield a rapier, to play the violin and also to ride on a broomstick. However, the lessons in foreign languages and the violin practice bored Flac out of his mind. He preferred to be outside, to swim, to sail, to chase the crows around on his broom and - and this was especially dear to him - to play and work with his two crubs. He spend all his time with the two dogs, and nobody was surprised, when the dogs were the first to see his magic. When playing with the dogs the then five jear old Flac crashed into one of them, sending him flying down a set of steep stairs. The animal cried out in fear, when it was suddenly lifted up and landed gently on the floor next to Flac. Relived the little boy ran to his everworking father, who for ones was not mad for being distracted but rather delighted to hear the news. However, this was not the rule and Flac was mostly raised by his mother, which formed a strong bond between him and her. As an only child, which was homeschooled, he was not able to form many friendships or even interact with kids his age, making him act older, mimicking the behavior his parents and their friends showed, but also rather quick to attach to people. He never learned not to talk about certain things, making him - sometimes annoyingly - open. Furthermore he only shuts his mouth in rare occasions when with friends, ruining the traces of charme, he is likely to experiment more with when getting older.
As he once got locked in an empty closet, crying for help as he felt the air getting worse and worse, he panics in small rooms, leading his boggart to be thick walls around him, coming closer as he watches helplessly.



(I am afraid, dear reader, that English is not my first language, and the punctuation is my enemy even in my own language. Please excuse the missing or irritatingly placed commas.)