(I'll make more doodles later. :p) Alaric Keto | Male | Twelve | Hufflepuff

Name: Julius Mars Hillshire Nickname(s): 'Little Lion of Hillshire' Gender: Male Age: 12 House: Pick this one out for me, my good GM's~! Appearance: (I'll add a picture some time this week) Black spiky hair and black eyes. Slightly tanned due to being outside most of the time. Wears a customized glove for dueling and archery (Thumbs, index and middle finger are covered, the other fingers are not) on his right hand at all times except when not needed. Has calluses on his knuckles and palms and is a bit muscular for his age. Short, around 4'8 in height. Wand: Redwood, 14 inches / Dragon heartstring core. Pet: a Pug named Rocky. Strengths: Thinking outside of the box! Physical fitness! Surprisingly smart! Unpredictability! Quick reflexes mark him as a prodigy at dueling, complemented by his grasp at Transfiguration; his ability to concentrate at a particular task is also note worthy. He has a large bit of magical power that make his spells more powerful than usual (a regular jinx from him can be a real pain to remove) and a lot of stamina for a wizard. He has an excellent sense of intuition and his guesses are fairly accurate. Weaknesses: Lazy! Confrontational! Surprisingly dense! Unpredictability! He's terrible at things that require small attention to detail; this makes him terrible at Charms, Potions, Herbology, Numerology, History, Arithmancy and Divination. He likes to rely on his intuition for most things and though he is smart, because he rarely reads, he is quite unintelligent in most matters. Personality: Head strong and passionate, he likes to take all problems head on and without skirting around the issue. He is a bit dense and is not good at reading the atmosphere. Sadly, if he doesn't feel like doing something, he is equally passionate about not doing it - making his study habits a bit less than desirable. He is friendly to almost everybody and is loyal to those friends. The one thing he dislikes the most is when people betray those friendships for stupid reasons ('stupid' is subjective here) and will either try and fix those friendships or pick a fight with the offender . . . or both. He's optimistic and enjoys a good laugh, and is generally cheerful. History: Julius is a half-blood; muggle father, witch mother. The story of their meeting is an exciting and dramatic one, and one he has heard often. His father is a British SAS and his mother is a medical witch, both at one point were at Iraq for their own reasons. During a particularly heavy conflict, Julius mother found herself injured and without a wand and surrounded by Jihadists - basically, a witch's worst nightmare. In the nick of time, his father arrived on the way to regroup with his squad. Upon seeing her in trouble and realizing she was neither a native nor a terrorist, he fought tooth and nail to get her out of the area. By the end of it all, he was greatly injured, but at least he managed to rescue her. Death was coming for him, he realized, and he was about to accept the end until he felt his wounds mending - Julius's mother had found her wand at the last moment. She didn't bother to erase his memories (she owed that to him) and he didn't bother telling anyone about her (he owed that to her) and the two met outside of combat. She promptly explained her status as a witch, to which all the man did was respond with a taciturn 'I see'. The two saw each other more often from then on and were married three years since their first meeting. Julius was born with his fathers good intuition and body and his mothers passionate heart and intellect. He also inherited his paternal grandfathers energy and rowdiness. He grew up knowing about magic and while his father didn't mind him becoming a wizard, he also constantly reminded him to keep up with modern technology and to keep his body fit - two major flaws that his father had discovered existed among the wizarding population. NPCs: Alexander Pierre Hillshire - father, British SAS with experience in all four troops (Boat, Mobility, Air, Mountain) ten years of combat service and holds the rank of captain. He is half-Filipino, although a born British native. His own father was a Scout Ranger, the Philippines equivalent of the SAS, while his grandfather on his mothers side was an SAS officer as well. You could say he was born to be in the military. _{Others: Ever since he discovered the existence of the magical community, as well as the actions of Voldemort, he has been thinking of countermeasures and ways to combat them, should they once again become an international threat. Much to his wife's surprise, he has succeeded in finding no less than 101 ways to kill a single wizard casting a Protego charm. He has more such plans for many contingencies, but has not told anyone but his wife.} Guinevere Vesta A. Hillshire - mother, an experienced medical witch who is somewhat of a bleeding heart. Silent and meek, but passionate and determined, she values life above all and does her best to preserve what she can. Her mother died during the Second War with Voldemort, and her father went missing and is presumed dead as well. Graduated from Hogwarts and once taught at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, before heading off for more dangerous parts of the world to give first-aid in secret. _{Others: Has a pet Therstral and Pheonix. Is afraid of riding cars and airplanes.}

Name: Konstantin Yeremeyev
Nicknames: Kostik or Kostya
Gender: Male
Age: 12
House: Slytherin

Appearance:


It could be said that Konstantin spends just as much time outdoors as inside, though despite this claim he still manages to sport a pale visage. His hair is a dark brown that frames his face neatly, his eyes bright; a sharp grey-blue. Already having a fair amount of experience with growth spurts, he stands taller than most his age. Having lead quite the active life thus far, his slender frame is subtly complimented by light musculature.

Wand: A 12 and 3/4 inch wand of fir wood with a dragon heartstring core. Other than the rivets at the base for easier gripping, this wand is simple; practical really.
Pet: Reddish-brown screech owl named Mir.

Strengths: Kostya's greatest strengths lie in physical activity. Dance, gymnastics, and boxing have been more than hobbies for him. These skills lend him a rather finely tuned sense of awareness spatially along with impressive endurance, both mentally and physically. Musically, he plays the piano skillfully. Being trilingual has its perks every so often, but what it has done most is open up Konstanin's communicative abilities. He has a natural charm that makes it very easy for him to make friends.

Weaknesses: Konstantin's greatest fear is isolation. Growing up an only child to two busy parents, he's always struggled with feelings of loneliness. The ease he has with making friends was born out of need more so than convenience. This said he tends to be too trusting, befriending people nearly indiscriminately if he has no one else. He is a natural protector, rushing to the aid of those who need it. In these situations, he acts firsts and thinks little of it until met with the consequences. Having been at the wrong end of more than a fair share of ridicule throughout his life, Konstantin is thin skinned and will take insults or criticism, even when constructive, to heart.

Personality: Composed of strong will and good intentions, Konstantin is a driven child with a big heart that he follows often. He is compassionate towards others, especially those enduring hardships. Justice is a concept he may be too young to fully grasp, but his general understanding of it drives a decent portion of his behavior. He believes in retribution and rarely shies away from delivering it himself when the situation warrants. He's impressively ambitious and focused, but this is largely in part due to a consistent need for approval. Beneath the wit and bravado, lies a boy. One who craves attention and validation at every turn. One who lies in bed at night feeling more alone than he can comprehend. A boy whose exuded confidence is easily stripped away when he is hurt, and a boy who has been hurt often.

History:
Having only recently realized his magical ability and any connection of his to the wizarding world, Konstantin has led a muggle's life thus far, although it has a very active one. Born to a French dance instructor and a Russian university professor, he was raised, an only child, in a forested suburb of St. Petersburg. His parents wanted nothing but the best for their son and did what they could to open up to him as many opportunities as they could afford. He grew up traveling often, frequently visiting palaces, monuments, and theaters. It was in the latter where he witnessed his mother in her element for the very first time, and watched wide-eyed as she gracefully flitted about the stage with a composure he'd never seen before. From that moment on he'd found himself practicing with his mother, who ecstatically began teaching him all that she could. Not long after, he began applying his techniques in another setting; gymnastics. The two combined disciplines worked to compliment one another greatly, but when the next school year rolled around, he and his interests were the subject of teasing. For two weeks straight he came home with a new set of scrapes and bruises from fist fights and bullying from other children. Fed up, his father delivered an ultimatum to Kostik's mother: Remove him from the classes or make time for him to be able to learn to defend himself as well. Having no intention to impede on her son's passions, his mother rearranged his schedule to accommodate for the new hobby. Weeks went by and the bullying continued, until finally Konstantin responded. He returned the months of beatings with little concern for much else but his idea of justice. Slowly, the bruises faded, but the memories were still fresh. They drove him to step into conflicts, and settle them deliberately, when other children were being bullied. This act in itself, along with a new found confidence, made Kostya a very popular child.

Three years ago the family relocated to England, where his father took up work at another university. Leaving all of his friends from Russia to start what felt like an entirely new life was difficult for Kostya. His predominately Russian accent stood out among other students and the fact that he spoke strangely became something that more unpleasant boys tended to focus on. He did as his father taught him, but frequently found himself in heaps of trouble for his aggression. Konstantin felt more comfortable in the gym or dance studio than school or home. There people could care less about the way you spoke, so long as your experience was suitable. Throughout the transitioning period, he found himself growing much closer with his father as well. Always having spent the majority of his time with his mother, when Kolya began struggling in school, the tutoring from his father helped to strengthen the bond they shared. Once a weekend they took trips into the woods, hiking to a certain point then working on studying strategies for his success. In the open environment, Konstantin felt more relaxed, more receptive. During one such trip the pair experienced their first notable clash with magic.

Father and son pressed through tall grass on their way through a clearing, when a shot rang out in the distance. Suddenly Konstantin found himself leaning over his father as blood spread rapidly across the forest floor. A bullet intended for a deer some ways away struck the man through the shoulder and continued. Konstantin watched in horror as his father clutched at the gushing hole and fell, the blood already oozing into the dirt. They both screamed; one in agony, the other pure terror. Frantically looking back and forth, Kostya screamed for help, though no one responded. He looked to his father for advice, but the strong Russian man only groaned in pain. Somehow in the following moments with the build up of panicked concern manifesting, a miracle occurred. Konstantin placed a ginger hand over his father's, still clutching at the bullet hole, and instantly the bleeding ceased. The wound itself slowly closed, until all that remained was an odd looking lump. The pair stared on at one another in a mixture of disbelief and relief for quite some time, shocked into silence.

It wasn't something any of them understood. They weren't a religious family, but no one could deny that a legitimate miracle took place that day. The infamous "ah-ha!" moment came with the delivery of the invitation to Hogwarts. After seeing how magnificent of a gift magic could be firsthand, his parents were wholly supportive of this endeavor.

NPCs:
Alexander Yeremeyev - A Russian born astrophysicist, Alexander gave up research for teaching when he discovered his wife was pregnant. He is already in his early fifties, but still has a young vigor about him. He is a remarkable instructor; strict, but patient, charismatic, and well educated and well informed. Mr. Yeremeyev founded the very same intense work ethic within his son, that his father developed in him. The man speaks 5 languages, excels at piano, and is a widely recognized chess expert.

Delphine Yeremeyev - A former ballerina who performed on many famous stages, Delphine is a beautiful French woman who has aged exceptionally well. Now in her early forties, though she looks to be no older than thirty, she teaches various dance styles to advanced students at a major dance studio. She carries herself with a certain dignity, self-assurance maybe, that makes her stand out in a crowd. She's brilliant, cultured, and full of passion for life. Somehow, she manages to convey all of that and more when she's dancing. Some breathtaking, awe inspiring thing takes hold of you when you see it. She has always been wonderfully supportive of both her son and her husband, but still manages to maintain her own interests as well. She is a musician as well, having fallen in love with the violin at a young age and she speaks 4 languages. She is very well organized and fully responsible for her son's impeccable time management skills.