Celio Pegaso
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.
