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In CharacterFull Name: Clayton Adam RossNicknames: ClayBirthdate: [March, 12, 1867]Current Age: [ 15 Years]Occupation: [Student]Hogwarts House: [Ravenclaw]Wand: [Ash, 11", dragon heart string]Blood Status: [Halfblood]Social Class: [Lower]Family: [Optional.]Appearance: Clayton had unkempt long, blonde hair and blue eyes. He stands at 5'7" and weighs 130 pounds. He is slender due to his limited meals growing up although he has slowly been gaining some healthy weight since starting school. Clayton is right handed, therefore his wand hand is his right one. Clayton's clothing is very threadbare, and of old fashions. They are usually worn, faded and some have small tears in them due to their age. History: Clayton was born to a poor couple in 1867. They managed to get by through most of Claytons young life. His parents grew vegetables in a small garden and managed to scrape a living doing that. Clayton's father came into some money that raised their status to almost middle class. When Clayton was ten years old, Muggles had discovered magic in their midst. Clayton's father was a Muggle that did not know his wife was a witch. Claytons father joined the mob against the magical world, turning his back on his family.When people started moving into Hogsmeade, Clayton and his mother joined them. The Obliviators left Claytons father with no memory of their existence. In the summer of Clayton's 11th year, a letter from Hogwarts arrived. His mother had managed to gather enough money to get him through his first three years. She had been saving for this day since he was born. Clayton did well in his classes, at least well enough to receive a scholarship that got him through his fourth year. During that year, his mother had scrimped enough to send him off for his fifth year. And this is where his story begins.Personality: When I figure him out more. Sample Roleplay Post: Clayton waited silently for his potions class to start. He was sure that people were used to the sight of him by now. From his long, blonde hair, down to his scruffy worn shoes. Everything he had was second hand, some even third hand. The only new thing that he had was his cauldron because his mother had insisted that getting a used one would be dangerous. Clayton wished his mother would think of herself more. No matter what he said to her, she insisted that he would have a better life then she had. Clayton came back to the going ons of the class just as the Professor started the lesson. He wrote down the instructions in his messy writing. He had only learned how in his second year so his writing was still awkward since he only ever did any writing in classes. Clayton was sure that no one was able to decipher his writing but that didn't matter. He was able to, which was the important thing. Out of CharacterName: EmAge: 24Contact: PMOther Characters: NoneHow did you hear about us?: Caution - Starbright
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