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Zachary Parsons
Status:
Pure-blood
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Manchester, England
Function:
First year, Hufflepuff
Wand:
23,0 cm chestnut wood and dragon heartstring
Zachary Parsons, a socially awkward young man, and the oldest of five children. Born to wizarding parents Christopher and Amie Parsons of 15 Cunnery Rd. Manchester, England. His upbringing saw to it that he was always the one to lead his siblings, born nearly a year apart from the next after about three years of his entry to the world that is, he was the one reading stories while his parents were out. He helped to make sure that they were fed and taught what his mother taught him at a young age; the world that we all have the privilege to live in is a dangerous place. His father worked as a member of the Ministry of Magic: Magical Law Enforcement Division, while his mother helped to run a family musical instrument business about twenty minutes away from their house.

Zach stood a little taller than most kids his age, a whopping 1.5 meters tall, and he weighed approximately 36.3 kg. His size and body features were inherited from his father, with his shy personality and love for the arts coupled with a quest for knowledge make him the perfect combination of mother and father. His eyes were alight brown, almost gold colour, his hair a light brown color like the beginning of fall. His nose was a little crooked and his chin showed a strong build that would suggest that his father looked generally the same. He had an impressive shoulder width and his chest seemed a bit broader than others his age, he always had a scent about him...like old books and instrument polish.

His history pre-Hogwarts was normal, to say the least. He was brought up alongside his four younger siblings, always a step ahead and at the age of five, he began to show an aptitude for magic as he would constantly find himself drawn to his parent's old books from when they were just young spellcasters themselves. His grandparents filled his head with stories of fantastical places that only those born of their blood would know about. It always brought him excitement to hear about the wizarding world. He helped out in his grandfather, (on his mum's side) with moving of inventory when around muggles...he often got himself into trouble when he accidentally let out his mum's old self-playing clarinet once...boy did his ear hurt after that.

Since then he has become more solitary in his learning, the loud background noise of his brother and sisters all messing around with their magical toys all seemed to disappear as he read the letter from the family Owl, Perry, and now here he was...mere months from joining one of the most prestigious schools of magic that has ever been known.
His personality could be seen as curious and bold, though his actual demeanor would suggest otherwise he would be the first person to give the cloak off his back if someone needed it. His thirst for knowledge is something his father calls odd at times but is happy always that he wants to do best by his family.

A noble heart, a lanky body, and yearning mind. What awaits him