“𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔩, 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℌ𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔭𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔫𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔬𝔦𝔩.”

ㅤ𝓐𝓰𝓮ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖄𝖊𝖆𝖗
𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔩𝔡 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝔄𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔩 29𝔱𝔥 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔡

ㅤ𝕸𝖞𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖘ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝕰𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖆𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖒ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝕾𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖘
ㅤㅤ𝐼𝒮𝐹𝒫 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝟦𝓌𝟧ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤℌ𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫

𝓦𝓪𝓷𝓭
23'1 CM, beech wood, Phoenix feather.

"Bendy, highly powerful and loves being powerful, extremely difficult to control"

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂

Ross had never been prone to being confrontational. In fact, he tended to avoid doing so at all costs. Whenever someone was being bullied, he frequently found himself looking the other way. It was not that he did not wish to step in, of course. He often times would find himself quietly inquiring if the other person was okay in situations such as that as soon as the threat had left. He prided himself on being painfully average- out of the radar of teachers and out of the radar of students. People tended to gloss over him, but he hardly minded. Within friend groups he remained a drifter, talking to those he was curious of when he could bring himself to get the courage to do so. His grades were not excellent; however, they were not poor either. He did his homework and helped his parents as kids tended to do. Of course, he always made reckless decisions. It was practically a hobby of his. It is what entered him in what little conflict he had, which he would quickly withdraw from. It tended to harm his self esteem; however, he usually managed to escape before he had to resolve it.

He was rather empathetic and emotionally wise. While he was not quite in tune with his own emotions, he certainly understood others and would gladly listen to how other people felt. It was a maturity he had not realized he had, but it had been commented on from time to time. He valued humor as well, struggling to get along with people who did not at least have some sense of it.

He had a tendency to avoid his own emotions, but it certainly was not on purpose. He just struggled to understand them. He would spend hours upon hours dreaming to himself of adventures beyond his reach. He gained an interest in mystery novels and found himself reading them quite frequently. Due to his father's side of the family having a past of shepherds, he became fond of sheep without encountering many. They had small statues and portraits of them along the home they lived in. He also enjoyed online games, as if conflict began to stir up he could easily leave. It was a way to get a nice adventure at home. He planned on entering middle school band, but got the letter before he could go. He now has a trombone with little to no trombone skills, but he is trying his best.

The separation from his family made him anxious; however, it was a new start. He had wondered how the wizarding world was going to be as soon as he got his letter. As his first action, he attempted to step out of his comfort zone. He attempted to approach people he was curious in, tending to pester them with questions and ending up with a very annoyed person and an even more intrigued Ross. He picked up journaling, which helped control his anxieties of the new experiences he was suddenly dealing with. He treated every person as a new mystery to crack, like some form of game. It was entertainment to him, but it left him the same: a wanderer. He found he was rather fond of pumpkin juice. After he found a notebook within the library written by Knox Stephens, he found himself interested in charms as well.

He was increasingly curious, consistently asking questions about people and subjects. The whole world was like unlocking a mystery where he was allowed to ask questions. He was allowed to feel ways he had never felt before. It was fascinating. For once nobody knew what was happening and it was wonderful. He adored every moment of it.

After he was forced to enter conflict sometime within the year, he learned that not all conflict was bad conflict. He even learned that writing in his journal was not particularly a bad thing. Still, after all mistakes he laid in bed at night and regretted them. He claimed a small dorm within the Hufflepuff common room, which gave him a nice, introverted space to write in. He enjoyed going outside and playing with the worms as well, as at home he normally did not get the chance to see them wiggle around.

Halfway through the year, he learned that his mother was pregnant with another child. This began feelings that he was being replaced, and he began to feel insecure. So much in fact, he struggled to return home for Christmas break. He received a sheep ring from his mother, which he has started fidgeting with.

By the end of the year, Ross remained a wanderer, but learned that conflict was okay. He learned how to speak to people, and that talking to them is okay as well.

𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂

Callum Stephens was a young Slytherin. He was a halfblood, which would be fine if he was not in a house that had several purebloods that found themselves rather better than him. he was picked on, and this strongly lowered his self esteem. His parents were extremely supportive of him being a wizard, but it still hurt him. He began to struggle in all classes except one, which was potions. He thrived in potions, which some considered weak. He had less than an enjoyable experience at Hogwarts, but still found himself enjoying it slightly. In his third year, his father died, who was a Hufflepuff. Nobody knows why he died, but Callum was outraged. He was convinced wizards were bad when he left, as he believed the reason his father died was due to magic. He thought he was not a true one, and believed that he could be better. Finding out Ross was a wizard broke his heart, because it was like learning he had just raised the antichrist in his eyes. It terrified him. he wondered what he did wrong. Truly, he was just a sad, scared man and he needs help realizing that maybe wizarding is not so bad after all. He does not actually truly believe Ross is bad. He just fears he will have the same experience he did.

His few friends gave him joy, and were often muggleborn Hufflepuffs. He stayed in contact with them even after he left Hogwarts, and stayed very close to them. They're always welcome to come over and have some food. He cares deeply of them, and thinks of them as saints.

He treasures his beloved wife close to his heart. He wonders where she got all of the understanding from, and feels she is one of the kindest people in the world. He met her in that same bakery as a child, and when he came back from Hogwarts she still remembered him. They fell in love from there, and every year they would send letters to each other. He cares deeply for her, and if anything were to happen to her he would be heart broken.

𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖙 𝕰𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖓

Margaret Eagan was an understanding muggle from a young age. She had sparkling blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. She would be what many wizards call the definition of a Hufflepuff. The bakery had been passed down to generation and generation. She is curious and consistently asked questions. In a universe where Callum and Margaret had traded places, perhaps life would have been better. She was practically a prodigy in her school. While she was naive and clueless at times, she truly tried her best. As a mother, she still cares deeply of Ross. He is her son, after all.

𝓖𝓻𝔂𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓻