Full Name: Sean Aidan Dornan
House: Gryffindor
Age: 11
Wand: 29,5 cm chestnut wood and phoenix feather

School Year: First
Patronus: To be determined
Species: Human

History/Background Story

On October 29th, 2007, Sean Aidan Dornan was brought squalling into this world as the sole heir to an affluent and prestigious pureblood wizarding family who resided in a mansion right outside of Dublin, Ireland. His father was Brendan Lugh Dornan, who could trace his pureblood lineage over three centuries back to Odhran Deaglán Dornan; and his mother was Deirdre Máire Byrne, who trace her lineage back even further...though her lineage wasn't as important, as women got married off and didn't carry on a name. Both parents had been raised to uphold their family's legacy and to keep the bloodlines pure. Though they did not go out of their way to hate or ostracize muggles, they would never allow one to marry into the family either.

It became apparent very early on in Sean's life that he was formed from a different mold than his parents. Though they pressed and pressed to try and fit within their own ideals, Sean was keen on following his own beliefs, and his own ideas. He often used his wit and cleverness in a way opposite of what his parents would like...usually this meant bypassing all of his parents' magical measures to slip out of the house and head into town to play with muggles. Because his parents basically ignored any sort of muggle invention, Sean was able to use skills learned from other muggles to break out. For instance, he learned how to pick a lock from a city street urchin.

In an effort to draw his attention away from the muggle world and back into the ways of magic, Sean's parents played on his love of Quidditch, and bought him a Yajirushi Japanese import on his 8th birthday...it was the same broom used by the Japanese in the 2014 Quidditch World Cup. While Sean was obviously thrilled with his new broom, his passion continued to steer him away from his parents' ideals. He could now travel much farther and faster, and had on one occasion been brought back all the way from Cork by the Magical Law Enforcement Patrol, along with a stiff warning and citation for his parents...as Sean had breached the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy by showing off his flying skills to some muggle pals. So far, his parents had been able to use their status and gold to brush any broken statutes under the rug, but even they knew that there would be severe criminal charges brought against them if this continued; therefore, Sean's broom was locked tightly up where even he wouldn't be able to reach it. His parents promised him that he could take it to Hogwarts with him when he began his second year.

After hearing his parents get threatened with serious charges for his stunt with the broom, Sean mellowed down a bit. Though he did not always see eye-to-eye with his mother and father, he still loved them dearly, and didn't want to do anything to harm them. He cut down his excursions into the muggle world, and his mother arranged more meetings with other wizarding children his age; of course, those children were also high-born, so Sean found many of them to be boring and snobbish. He made no close friends with any of those children.

Since Hogwarts started in September, and Sean wasn't born until the end of November, he had nearly a year to build up anticipation after receiving his owl a few weeks before his eleventh birthday. For 11 months, Sean badgered his parents with question upon question regarding Hogwarts. He couldn't wait to buy his wand, uniforms, and books. On the other end, his parents didn't waste anytime instilling in him their wishes that he work on upholding the family honor. They explained to him how he would be sorted into Slytherin, just like every other member of his family in written history. Once in Slytherin, he would be on the fast track for accomplishing all the goals his parents had lined up for him...namely becoming some sort of official of importance within the Ministry of Magic. Secretly, of course, Sean had his own dreams of becoming an Auror...or perhaps a dragon tamer...or maybe even own Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes someday! One thing he knew for certain: it was time for a break in tradition. He did not want to be under the iron thumb of his parents for the rest of his life. He had his own life...his own adventure to get out there and live!

Current Roleplay Threads

A Whompin' Good Time
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Finished Roleplay Threads

Tears

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