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Name: Izaiah Perntide
Age: 22
Lineage: Half-Blood
School/house: Hogwarts: Slytherin
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Personality: Izaiah is serious without being severe, he can have fun with his work, and is prone to the odd joke regardless of situation, but never lets anything overtake the task at hand. He can come across as cynical, and odly detached from the society he helps to protect, and in many ways, these are simply the truth of the matter, he finds the Wizarding world a flawed place, but he would still ultimately give his life to protect it, and its people. He leads instinctively, never voluntarily taking the back seat and has a keen ability to assign others in such a way to best bring out their own, even if he can personally be somewhat abrasive. In a non-work setting, her can be far more light-hearted and charming, but he is never one to fully dive in to sunshine and rainbows. Hidden beneath this all, is a burning ambition, to continually prove himself, and to disprove his critics.

Bio:

Izaiah was raised by a single-mother, knowing little of his lineage save from a name that made him stand out, within the poorer communities of the home counties, Izaiah was a name far gone its time. It was only as he grew older that matters became stranger for the boy, his mother always alluded to a father rather caught up in strange matters far away, but gave the Izaiah few details. These secrets played on his mind as a young boy, especially when his mother eventually married his now-step-father and had another child, a younger brother, Peter. While Izaiah, even as a young child, may have had a tense relationship with his step-father, this was not so with his brother, whom he was immediately highly protective of. It was this trait that would eventually reveal the truth of his lineage.

Shortly after his tenth birthday, Izaiah and his brother were playing in a local park, when several older children attempted to forcefully remove Peter from the swings. In a flash of anger, Izaiah punched one of their 'assailants.' Once the other tried to round on him, they immediately found themselves cast to the ground. It was the first manifestation of Izaiah's magic. After her told his mother of the incident, she fully explained the situation to their immediate family. Izaiah's father had been a wizard, who had left both mother and newborn son due to a growing conflict in the secretive wizarding world. This was confirmed beyond all doubt, when upon his eleventh birthday, Izaiah received his invitation to Hogwarts.

In a post-wizarding war age, the situation in Slytherin was strange and complex, especially for a half-blood with little prior knowledge of the world he now inhabited, and the trappings that came along with it. Finding himself the heir to a reasonably large, if not astounding, Gringotts account, he was able to make the most of these new experiences. While the House he was sorted in to was no longer as 'exclusive' as it had once been, as the half-blooded abandoned child of a wizard, Izaiah certainly felt an added strain from some of his peers. This is not to say he was entirely isolated, as time went on and he adapted to the world of Hogwarts, he became a high-achieving academic student and a worthy Quidditch player, making the Slytherin team as a beater in his third year. This placed him fairly firmly in the 'alpha' friendship circle of Slytherin at the time, despite never really actively persuing popularity.

While his friends largely persued Qudditch above their studies, Izaiah became increasingly focused on his defence against the dark arts classes, connecting it with the disappearance of his father, at the start of what he now knew was the Second Wizarding War. In these latter years of Hogwarts, his academics continued to improve, eventually smashing the NEWTS and earning himself a place on the Auror training program. That said, it wasn't all hard work and no fun, Slytherin won the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup in his final year, and the leaving party was of a scale that still scars many a Hogsmead establishment.

As an Auror-in-training, his quiet charisma and powerful work ethic was honed by those training him, pushing him ever harder to achieve. By the time he graduated, a second time, as a full-Auror, Izaiah was well know, by both staff and fellow trainees, as a exemplary case of the training system.

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'If I ever let my head down it will only be to admire my shoes'

Name: Mandy Ellison
Age: 22
Lineage: Half-Blood
School/house: Ravenclaw (although she would often be seen sporting a Slytherin scarf to support her boyfriend, a Slytherin Chaser)

Appearance: Radiantly beautiful and poised, Mandy would never be caught in anything but designer robes and some stunning heels. How she managed to duel and run in them was something of a secret.

Magical strengths/weaknesses: Gifted at charms, hexing and much to everyone’s astonishment she was the Auror schools best dueller.

Patronus: Abraxan Winged Horse

Personality: Although blunt and headstrong, she has the ability to make many friends and lead them with ease. Underestimated due to appearing vacuous, few know of her calculating nature. Her motivation for becoming an Auror remains a mystery to all who encounter her, perhaps even to herself. Mandy will occasionally mention it’s because she enjoys being the best, knowing this is a lie, she hasn’t taken to time to clearly delve into why she would risk her life for a wizarding world she doesn’t particularly feel any passion for. Her uncaring personality made her a perfect recruit for the office, in spite of this, she possesses an inconceivable charm that allows her to make a person believe they are special to her.

Bio: Born to a squib mother and muggle father, Mandy was raised in Oxford and attended Headington private girls school until Hogwarts.
Her great-grandmother was Sacharissa Tugwood, the first woman to use beauty potions which earnt her a place on the chocolate frog cards. Her mother, Perpetua, was very close to her sister Felicitania Tugwood meaning Mandy grew up with a certain level of magic around whilst visiting her Aunt, who made magical knitting patterns. Despite being told about the world of magic, Mandy was never interested in learning. Her muggle father however took a great interest, mainly in supporting Quidditch. Her mother was quite content in being a squib, although when describing her lineage, it’s something Mandy never mentioned, deciding to concentrate on her famous Tugwood relatives for which she was very proud of and more importantly left the Ellisons with a full bank account. She is presumed by most to have grown up in a wizarding family, due to her knowledge of the Wizarding world prior to Hogwarts. During the second wizarding war, the Ellison’s emigrated to Chicago, USA to avoid slaughter, they stayed there until 2000, when Mandy started to show magical signs, deciding they would rather her attend Hogwarts than Ilvermorny.

She was an extremely popular girl before Hogwarts and frequently begged her parents to withdraw her, missing her previous lifestyle. Devastated at not being a Gryffindor like her maternal grandparents, she was an outcast in Ravenclaw. The girl clique in the house very much resembled her muggle friends, except they did not admire her stunning looks and blunt humour, instead she was left aside as she had no interest in being book-smart. Mandy was known for often storming away from the Ravenclaw Tower, not caring to think too hard for the answer to the riddle.

She discovered a natural talent in charms which she used mainly to enhance her natural beauty. Mandy wasn’t noticed by most until she befriended a group of popular Slytherins. By the end of her fifth year she was known as the school bitch, people soon learnt that it wasn’t worth crossing her. Her looks and womanly charm were surely envied. Mandy spent most of her time with her boyfriend Zachary, a Slytherin chaser, which made many girls envy her even more. He was the subject to many love potions for a short while, until it was obvious Mandy wouldn’t hesitate to hex anyone that got too close to him. While she had many girls following her around during her last two years, she cared for very little people. Zach was the only person she seemed to have genuine affection for, but she was very hard nosed during their break up.
The relationship broke down shortly after graduating from Hogwarts, due to him being signed to the Wimbourne Wasps and not being able to keep himself from doting fans.
Everyone seemed to be stunned at her N.E.W.T scores, despite hardly ever revising or even seeming to care at all about the exams, she came second in the year and the ministry of magic leapt at her application for Auror training.

For those three years she spent most of her time training physically for the job, she was naturally talented at duelling and excelled at the fitness aspects. It was perplexing how she managed to maintain a perfect manicure, hair and makeup, all barely out of place even after the most gruelling of training sessions. She became close to a few trainees, however her two closest friends on the programme dropped out due to injury. After this she had trouble deciding whether she would prefer to be feared or loved, she had intimidated one Gryffindor so much they transferred to the Magical Maintenance Department. During the end of the three years, every one knew of her name and long dark hair and not one trainee had beaten her in a duel. She had decided not to care about her peers after graduation, but to further her career no matter who she stepped on.

Name: Dexter Montague
Age: 21
Lineage: The Montague Family, son of Graham Montague. Half-Blood
School/house: Hogwarts/Hufflepuff
Patronus: Manx Cat

Personality: Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is a quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." Yea, yea Dad I got it. A montra that would have to be repeated to Dex almost on a daily basis growing up. To be bold was to be courageous to him. Why would I stay silent when I knew I was right? I witness a random person call someone else a mudblood, naturally you are supposed to get in their face and "correct" them. I know, it has gotten me in trouble in the past but so what? If I don't act then I have a higher chance of regretting my choices then not acting at all. Laced with this confidence in action it was supplemented with his clown like personality. "If I can't beat them heads up, then I might as well try and knock their mind off kilter with a humorous comment or two." Not one for losing, not one for letting someone get away with a terrible act that didn't align with his morals, Dex would skirt the line of a positive morality. However, his love of competition would always play the devil's advocate in his mind. To slow down might do him good every now and again. That is, if the bastard ever listened to his own advice.

Bio: Graham Montague was a star Slytherin chaser. Brutal, cunning, and always searching to be one step ahead of his opponents. This was the reign that Dexter picked up upon attending Hogwarts. The test of time would do it's work on Dexter's father. Cool, collected, and worried about the traits that once belonged to him that he witnessed in his son. Would Dexter heed his father's advice? Of course not! Why would he? Knowing his father's track record back in school he only had one goal; to beat his father's records anyway he could.

From day one of being sorted into Hufflepuff, which was a shocker to anyone that knew Dex, all he did was search for the next step on this school's stairway to dominance. Year 1 he was recruited to play beater for Huffelpuff's team. Everyone saw this as the typical place that Dex would reside. Although, it was for reasons that weren't apparent to his peers. Sure, Dex had an in your face nature, always wanting to bring his athletic being to the next level, but he had other goals in mind here. "If I can take the Beater spot, then I can be damn sure that everyone else on my team are well protected because I trust myself to take the beating necessary to win."

Was it true distrust for others? Not in the slightest. He just had utter confidence in his own life. Too much confidence in the eyes of his instructors. Teacher's would chit chat amongst themselves on Dexter's academics over the years. Being called things such as "Thick skulled" and "Class clown" would define him to the T. With this being said, his academia obviously suffered early on. That wouldn't sit well with Dexter, oh no it wouldn't.

Upon his second year he did the unthinkable. Dexter dropped from the upcoming Quidditch season. One of the best beaters they had witnessed in years dropping out of no where? His other classmates were obviously furious with him. Their words fell upon deaf ears though. Focus was set, eyes glued to the future, he would not be known as a failure. It wasn't hard to explain to his friends that what would be the point of him staying on the team if his grades caused him to no longer be apart of the school at all? Did he want to say screw it and play with his teammates? You bet your ass he did! Mature minds would reign supreme on that day however. This was the defining thought of his second year at school.

This abrupt move in his life actually lead him to a new passion that would rival that of athletics. The side subject of Protective enchantments taught in classes such as Charms and Defense against the dark arts really fit his fancy. Being able to cast an enchantment that kept himself, or others, out of sight seemed like a pretty useful thing down the road. So he took to the subject matter like a fish to water. Running wild with it over his final years at Hogwarts.

A proud graduate of the Wizarding school, and gaining a few years of maturity while he was at it really made his father smile that day. Dexter was proud sure, but as per usual he was on to the next stepping stone. With Protection at the forefront of his mind all he could think about was going the route of all great protectors. That path had a sign lit to the brim at the front reading "Auror Training". Poised to excel, the young man sprinted on to his future. Nothing was going to stand in his way of being the best Auror he could be and making sure he did everything he could to fight for every Witch and Wizard.

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Age: 24

Lineage: Half-blood

School/house: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry | Gryffindor House

Patronus: Phoenix

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Name: Celio Pegaso
Age: 22
Lineage: Pure Blood
School/house: Beauxbatons
Patronus: Iberian Lynx
Personality:

A smug, spoiled rich kid, Celio makes an impression on just about everyone he meets. Celio has had very little stand in his way over the years and isn't going to start letting it now. He is confident in his own ability to reach any goal he sets for himself, believing it's just a matter of time, resources, and skill. He's been told his entire life he's better. His own successes and experience having reinforced that, and he has come to take it as fact. He likes to surround himself with similarly talented or gifted people, ignoring those he feels are beneath him. Celio is clever and perceptive, not always relying on his Legilimency to figure out what someone is thinking. He delights in figuring out just what that is and turning it on his enemies. As another result of his privileged life, he can be materialistic and indulgent at times. He has no issue spending money on the finest clothes, food and equipment. When the crew has a night out, he pays. Some question his reasons for being an Auror, as it seems he's just in it for the power and privilege. He'll be the first to agree, but in reality, there's something within him that reminds him that someone needs to fight the good fight. Someone needs to get their hands dirty for those who can't.

Bio:

Born into a wealthy pure blood family, Celio had a privileged upbringing. Maximiliano Pegaso was the latest wizard in a long line of Aurors. Maximiliano and Tatiana met in their Auror training. Though she didn't quite make it through training, she landed a good job in the Spanish Ministry. The two married and had three children: Estela, Celio, Renato. As a child, Celio was given just about everything he asked for, and only the finest. Though the days of blood supremacy were on their way out, his family was very sure of its own superiority in general. Magical or not, they had money and influence.

It's no surprise that he became well-known in his time at Beauxbatons, for better or for worse. Through his family connections, he already had friends upon arriving at school. In addition, he went out of his way to establish further connections with the more talented of his peers, all while pointedly ignoring those he felt unworthy of his time. Following in a similar vein as his parents and older sister, he excelled at most of his classes while managing to get in good graces with all but the sternest of teachers. He had a reputation for audacity, immediately trying out for the Quidditch team on his brand-new broom (he didn't make it) and asking out his fifth-year sister's friend to the Winter Ball (she said no).

By the middle of his second year, Celio had given up on the Quidditch team after finding the Dueling Club. While he still loved Quidditch (a Pamplona fan, naturally), the art of Dueling caught his attention. The one-on-one matchup of magical skill and reflexes was exhilarating. He delighted in pitting himself against another, armed with only their wits and wands. Celio was particularly notable among the younger duelists, in that he was the first to really begin reading his opponents. Through his opponent's body language and what he could recall of his opponent's previous matches, he was able start predicting their movements. Then it was during a duel in his third year that something else first happened. Thiago Melo, one of the worst in the club, had been unfortunate enough to be matched against Celio. It should have been a quick match, but Celio took the opportunity to mess with Thiago and draw out the match. As Celio made a show of countering each spell Thiago flung his way almost as soon as it had been cast, the two met eyes.

For just a moment, Celio could feel Thiago's intense frustration and dislike. He also just knew that Thiago meant to direct a jinx directly at Celio's face after feigning a stumble backwards. Caught off guard by this sensation, Celio came to a halt just as Thiago pretended to stumble backwards. He was trying to process what had happened when he felt something like a hot egg cracking on his cheek, and he fell backward. His fury at losing such an easy duel was only overshadowed by his confusion as to what he had done. Despite his half-hearted attempts to claim he'd let Thiago win, everyone had clearly seen Celio caught off guard by what they assumed to be Thiago's "trick." That evening he sent an owl to his mother, receiving a quick response telling him only that he shouldn't worry, but also not tell anyone what had really happened.

When he next went home for Christmas, he was introduced to the concept of Legilimency and began to train quietly each time he went home. Over the next few years, as his skill in Legilimency grew, he learned to exploit it. This was in direct opposition to his family's many warnings. At first it was small things, seeing as it was nearly impossible to do it without eye contact and speaking the incantation. By the time he had learned to cast nonverbal magic, he was making great use of his ability in duels, his classes, and even sometimes his dating life. By avoiding use in front of the shrewder professors, he thought he could get away with anything, even managing to pull exam information out of his other teachers.

Eventually his secret got out. He would never figure out where he had slipped up, but the school knew. He was a Legilimens. And yet, for some reason it seemed they had convinced themselves he was less skilled than he was. Most seemed perfectly content to accept that he was just good at reading people in general (which he was). Still there were those he had wronged among the student body who tried to claim he couldn't be trusted. Celio was pleased to learn a few students had taken up Occlumency, for in this he observed something that only fed his smugness. Many of those students, thinking they were safe in guarding their minds, foolishly took no care in watching their own body language. Duels against these self-proclaimed Occlumens were among the quickest. And yet, even this wasn't the biggest news of his final year.

It's no surprise that Celio had planned to be an Auror from day one. It was in his blood. His father was head of the Auror Department, his sister was one of the best young Aurors, he loved dueling, and of course there was a desire deep within him to make the world a safer place. Not that he ever said that last part out loud. However, shortly before Easter in his final year, Estela was killed on a routine investigation. Devastated, his family withdrew from the public eye for a full two weeks. During this time, Celio's father took the blame on himself. As her father, and head of the department the responsibility was his. Worried for his son, Maximiliano forbade Celio from becoming an Auror, making it clear he would be rejected immediately. He pleaded with his mother to talk to his father, but shaken by Estela’s death, even she couldn't bring herself to confront Maximiliano. Despite continued warnings that he’d be immediately rejected, Celio continued in his efforts to become an Auror. To no one's surprise but his own, he was indeed rejected upon applying for the Auror training program despite his top marks.

Heartbroken, he confronted Maximiliano once more, but the man had become even more stubborn. Celio found himself stuck. They very man who had opened all the other doors in his life now stood before the one closed door Celio desired to go through. A mixture of dedication, pride, and spite was what eventually drove him to search for positions in other countries. He made use of his own connections, but found that Maximiliano's influence stretched farther than expected, blocking him from joining the Auror programs in France and Portugal with his friends from school. Eventually he made his connection through his mother's brother, an ambassador to the Ministry of Magic in the UK. Celio was accepted to their Auror training program and made it through the three years. He butt heads with his fellow students on many occasions, but he managed to prove himself a valuable member of the team time and time again.

Name: Lucrica Saronge
Age: 23
Lineage: Mudblood
School/house: Hogwarts/Hufflepuff
Patronus: Doe
Strengths:
- Healing
- Herbology
- Care of Ancient Creatures
- Potions
- Apparition
Weaknesses:
- Hexes
- Defences Against the Dark Arts
- Charms
Personality: Unlike the bulk (if not all) of Lucrica's peers, Lucrica does not possess an 'alpha' personality. Softspoken and gentle hearted; Lucrica's more than happy to melt into the shadows, and she seems to do that a lot. In fact, she's not a big fan of the limelight. In saying this, Lucrica isn't one to blindly follow the 'alphas'. She's more than happy to be left to her own devices and it isn't uncommon for her to simply disappear from a group at her own will. If she doesn't agree with something she's more likely to distance herself from the situation than to speak up. She'll often return late to check on the group and re-join them if she wishes. Lucrica is a rather quiet person, generally one to 'keep her mouth locked until it counts'. In saying that, she'll happily have lighthearted conversations with friends. She's a rather sweet person and can be a great listener. She loves her friends dearly.

Lucrica is rather shy and will rarely strike up a conversation with anyone but her peers. She doesn't necessarily make friends easy as she makes no effort to reach out to people in that way. She likes to be alone with either creatures or her own thoughts... a lot so she can be rather distant at times, both literally and figuratively. She's rather awkward and practically has 2 left feet. She can also be rather naive about a lot of things.

Bio: Lucrica was born in Ireland, where she resided for the first 10 years of her life. She was the only child of two hard-working parents. Two hard-working parents who scarcely turned her blind eye. Lucrica was often left to her own devices. Not that she minded, she liked it that way. She cherished the little time her parents paid her attention but found ways to entertain herself through mainly playing the piano, caring for her puppy and wandering nearby lands. That all changed when Lucrica was shipped off to her grandmother's. Money was becoming tighter by the month and her parents felt it best to pass her over to her father's widowed mother in England, who had the funds to care for the child. Lucrica and her grandmother got along well. Although she would occasionally rob Lucrica of her beloved alone time she loved her grandmother dearly. That was when the letter came.

At the first letter the pair thought it some elaborate pranso They'd think it ended up at the wrong house had it not had Lucrica's uncommon name on the letter it's fabulous font. Then it kept happening. Over and over letters arrived, eventually by the hundreds. Finally a neighbour, who had been recognising the chaos, had a visit. He, himself being a wizard, told her about Hogwarts and magic and, come time, she left on that magical train.

Through her years at Hogwarts she never did anything truly noteworthy. She excelled greatly at healing and caring for animals, topping her classes in those subjects. However, almost anything outside of those area and potions that involved her using her wand or chanting a spell didn't always end up well. Of course, she eventually gained enough skill to do well enough but was never top notch.

Never the best of spellcasters so why and how did she become an Auror? Being an Auror is more than detaining evil wizards. Well, actually, it isn't, but your evil wizard isn't going to make themselves an easy target, if they're good at least. To catch an Auror they need to be found and stopped and their progress unwound. And those that do the detaining side? Well they need to be cared for. Lucrica never did well at the hexes and defences against the dark arts but she is and exceptional healer and potion-maker. Her skill in apparition could come in handy too.