#25
Name: Gideon Charles Prewett
Birthdate: 4 June 1960
House: Ravenclaw
Residence: Dorchester, Dorset, England
Classes: Astronomy, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Herbology
Position: Chaser for Ravenclaw Quidditch.
Appearance: When Gideon was just a boy Molly told him that he was going to grow up to be a heartbreaker. His bright blue eyes and irresistible smile are the first thing that most people notice about him. His whole face seems to light up when he smiles and it’s hard to look at him without smiling. He keeps his blonde hair shaggy and unruly, something that his mother and sister both loathe. His extensive hours training for Quidditch have helped him maintain a muscular frame. He’ll dress himself up on special occasions but he prefers jeans and comfortable shirts.
History: Father: Charles Prewett
Mother: Rachel Prewett (nee Bridgerton)
Siblings: Sister, Molly. Twin brother, Fabian.
Life at the Prewett home was never dull and they wouldn’t have it any other way. Richard worked in the Department of Magical Transportation at the Ministry and Rachel stayed at home and took care of the house and the children. Molly was the first born and is quite a bit older than the two boys, thus a perfect target for harassment. The Prewett brothers were forever pestering their older sister and they almost met their death a few times because of it. At the end of the day it was all in good fun and the love and warmth of the family was undeniable.
Growing up with a twin was a thrill. Gideon could never understand how other people could live without one. Gideon and Fabian were joined at the hip as children, constantly plotting and planning. Some nights they would wait until everyone was asleep and then they would sneak out of bed and just sit and talk, imagining what it was like to be out in the world as a trained wizard. Both boys had big plans for their adult life, though they tended to get a bit grand at times.
Personality: At first glance it would seem that Gideon is nothing more than the typical good looking Quidditch player. Quidditch was and still is one of Gideon’s passions but it is far from the definition of who he is. Just one conversation with the boy would reveal a bright mind and an electric personality that is infectious. You feel like you could open up to him without a second thought and you never worry that what you’ve told him might slip on to someone else.
Gideon is the exact definition of a people person. He was that kid in the store that would randomly walk up to a stranger and start talking like they’d been a family friend for years and he never grew out of it. He likes to have a good time and he’s not completely happy until everyone else around him is having a good time as well.
Gideon does have a serious side, though he very rarely shows it off. He likes people to think that he is carefree but he tends to worry. He’s very protective of the people he loves. His friends and family mean more to him than anything and he would go above and beyond for them.
RP Entry: “ Just breathe. You’re going to be fine.” Gideon Prewett’s voice was barely a whisper as he bounced his leg nervously. His grey-blue eyes scanned the walls of the room slowly, taking a few sweeps and then landing back on his hands that were folded in his lap. He was actually surprised that he was so nervous. It was just a job interview. No, it was more than that. This was a job interview in the only department in the building that made him feel like a kid in a candy store. This was the department that he had been dreaming of. The Department of Magical Games and Sports was the place where it all happened and he was going to be part of it. Well, he was going to assist the man who was part of it and that, in turn, made him a part. The logic made sense to him so he nodded to himself and stole another look at the clock on the wall. The golden snitch ticked to a new position with each second and the blond boy stared at it, allowing himself to be momentarily hypnotized by the moving gold ball.
“ Mr. Prewett?” a voice called to him. He didn’t hear it.
“ Gideon Prewett?” the meek voice tried again. Still no response from the boy.
The secretary looked over to the man next to her and he gave her a wide and toothy grin before walking up to slap his hand against the boy’s shoulder. Gideon let out a noise that was easily compared to that of a little girl which was followed by furious blushing as he tried to regain composure after jumping from his cushioned chair.
“ Mr. Bagman…I’m…I didn’t mean to scream in your face, sir,” Gideon finally managed.
“ No harm done, my boy! Care to follow me? We’ve got an interview to conduct…Unless you want more time watching the clock?” He gave Gideon the same grin he’d given the secretary and the blond wizard smiled back.
“ I’ve had my fill of the clock, sir. Lead the way,” he replied, and both men wandered down a poster clad hallway and left the clock and the secretary behind in the office.
