Justus Jerimiah Pilliwickle Nicknames:
October 28th, 1862Current Age:
Auror in Training Hogwarts House:
Gryffindor Alumnus Wand:
10”, Hawthorn, Ashwinder Ash core, rigidBlood Status:
lower class Family: Pandora Pillwickle
Justus stands at an above average height, hovering around 6 feet, though it’s a miracle he got that tall. However, with no meat on his bones, his appearance is gangly and lanky and generally a little unhealthy. He looks pale and underfed, but he has never put much stock into his looks. His wand hand is his right hand and Justus will be the first to tell you that he in unable to do anything with his left.
With dark hair and bright green eyes, he has all of the makings to be a handsome man, if he put any effort into it. However, having put in as much effort into his schooling as he has, he prefers people judge him for his achievements, rather than for his looks. His clothes are mostly second hand, though he has saved up for a couple of nice suits for his new intern position. He wears dark colors and just tries to blend in. History:
Justus had been a mistake from the very beginning and it was clear through his childhood that his mother thought so. He knew nothing of his father and while his mother never spoke of it, Justus could only imagine that from her young age at his birth that he was not meant to happen.
Though he knew nothing of his father, he always held resentment toward him. Whether his mother had no chosen to tell his father or his father had simply not cared, Justus had little faith in people from the very beginning. He had no family to rely on, except his mother, who clearly did not want anything to do with him. Fortunately, his uncle, with whom he did not interact with very much, was graciously kind to them. For that, Justus has been eternally grateful because he couldn’t imagine growing up as he had, with even less than they already had. His mother, eve as intolerant as she was, at least had enough sense to accept help.
His childhood was spent entirely by himself, reading, playing, or drawing. He had no friends and was incredibly happy when he showed his first sign of magic, he actually cried. Who knew accidentally shattering one of his mother’s tea cups could make him so happy? It meant he could go to a place where he belonged. Hogwarts was a school for children with magical abilities and he actually might fit in there, find people like him. It was also an escape from the hurtful and hateful looks his mother didn’t bother to hide from him any more. Somewhere deep down, he loved his mother at least for not giving him away or letting him die on the streets, but it was hard to stomach those looks, even after all that time.
Upon entering Hogwarts Justus was sorted into Gryffindor and automatically felt more at ease there than in his own home. However, while he thought making friends would be easy, he did not have such luck. The years of mistrust and scorn from his mother had made him scrutinize the people around him and therefore unable to really get close or trust anybody. He thrust himself into his studies, reading constantly and putting in a great effort to his classes. He took a wide variety, earning good grades in History of Magic, Charms and Transfiguration. School and classes became his entire life. He rarely socialized; why would anybody want to be friends with a lower class nobody? He was glad however, when he and his mother moved to Hogsmeade, as it meant he could live in a town again, with people more like him. While he’d never been a social creature, it was easier when you were surrounded by your own kind.
All of his hard work paid off however, as he graduated from Hogwarts with several NEWTs in his pocket and the opportunity to intern in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He hopes to work his way up the ladder and make something respectable out of himself, since nobody else wants to give him any credit.Personality:
quiet, studious, hardworking, has a hard time trusting people, solitary, observant, fair, good listener, has low self-esteem, proud, considers himself damaged, patient, understanding, trustworthy, honestSample Roleplay Post:
see Elsie :]OOC: Name:
PM Elsie Beauregard, AIM; beeblethebard, YIM; msbeeeOther Characters:
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