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[Jan. 30th, 2008|09:57 pm] |
FULL NAME: Noah Wickham
AGE/BIRTHDATE: 16 // November 3rd
HOUSE AND YEAR: Slytherin // Sixth year
BLOODLINE: Half blood
WAND: 12'' Veela hair, willow
SEXUALITY: Asexual, or at least seems to be. He's never taken an interest to anyone. Male or female.
PERSONALITY: Noah is the epitome of untapped potential. Though, it is only the very observant who can probably make such statement about him. He expertly hides this fact behind a facade of sarcasm, snark and rapier wit. Basically Noah is the type to sit in the sidelines and bitch about the inadequacies of others, not really taking into mind and caring who or what they are. He shuns all sports and extra curricular activities, seeming content to only show flashes of brilliance to keep everyone on their toes from time to time. Smug and amused, life is like a game to him and right now he's occupying his time by burning every possible bridge he can between himself and his housemates.
His hobbies are rather varied. But mostly Noah delights in causing trouble and confusion amongst his peers. He loves coming up with creative schemes to cause mayhem or on a smaller scale new insults to throw at the first years or likely everyone else. He's also trying to see how far he can push the teachers since he's been deliberately bending most of the school's rules to breaking point.
The more obvious ones would be being snarky, causing troubles and pushing other people's buttons in a most unpleasant way. But this is only scratching the surface as far as Noah is concerned. Cool as a cucumber, for lack of a better comparison, ,he is not the type to loose his head in a pinch. Not only quick witted, Noah is rather agile as well and is a quick and accurate draw. Plus you can bet that he can get very creative with his curses. Charms and transfiguration are easily his best subjects though no one can really tell since he keep his grades low and close together just because. Glib of tongue, he lies like the best of them. Able to put a spin to just about any situation. Well, any situation with the exception of becoming a prefect. Noah hates the badge, obviously thinking that this is the faculty's way of putting a leash on him.
Noah's relentless sarcasm has made him very unpopular in certain circles. This is of course the purebloods in particular since they're the targets of his jokes and other pranks. Also he cannot seem to keep his mouth shut for all the gold in the world. Since he likes to cause trouble, it is also logical that he's fallen into his own traps from time to time, his parents having received their fair share of letters from his head or house. He dances the edges of getting expelled and and one day he's going to go too far. Being too smug for his own good and he's also been known to get nasty surprises from time to time. Especially when one sees right though his act. It's tough but it's been known to happen. Noah hates flying and other such related sports with a passion. This is mostly because he's not good at it all all. He gets especially more vicious with his remarks when it comes to this and herbology and plants in general. They just don't seem to like him for some reason. He is also of the opinion that he can do without Potions. It's too fixed an art for his tastes. In his past time he contemplates of being his own Dark Lord.
HISTORY: To keep it very simple, Noah was born to a half blood father and a muggle born witch mother. Both of his parents worked for the Ministry of Magic, his father in the department for magical games and sports and his mother in muggle relations. Basically this meant lots of tickets to boring and useless Quidditch matches and impromptu lessons about Muggles. Their family lived a world that mixed both magic and the norm though Noah tended to find both worlds boring. He took to flying under the radar when his sister was born just a year after he was. Sorell seemed to be the opposite of Noah, all sweet and friendly and open. And that was fine with Noah since it took attention away from him. At least until he opened his mouth. Not of all the people in all the world, it can be said that his little sister is the only one who's spared from his sarcastic wit.
When the time came, ie his eleventh birthday, Noah was called on to attend Hogwarts school of witcraft and wizardry. He was sorted into Slytherin House . This didn't come as a suprise to anyone since he was never Gryffindor material, Noah thought that they were brash and stupid, and he didn't seem all that eager to show just how brainy he was...so Ravenclaw was off the table. But surprise or no, it is said that one of his uncle's lost quite a lot of money when he was sorted. At Hogwarts Noah made a name for himself for being the rather mysterious, snarky loner. He was never one to mince words, and made his dislike of purebloods known to everyone. He was a half blood Slytherin and proud of it. |
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