Name: Max Leevrance (pronounced Lee’vrens)
Blood: Muggle-born
Gender: Genderfluid but convinced they’re a boy (FtM). Forever lost in the depths of finding themselves. (Uses the pronouns he/him at the time being)
Birthday: January 19th
FC:Isabelle Fuhrman (When she played Esther Coleman)

Personality: Goofy but serious, charismatic, practical person, intelligent, harsh at times but also has a soft side, usually patient but always get impatient at the most impractical times. Sucker for old things like cassette players and arcades.

Appearance: Dark brown wavy hair that reaches to just under his shoulders. Light green eyes that sometimes look like more of a grey color. Fairly pale skin but gets a bit tan in the summers.

Likes: Soccer, Arcades, Cassettes and good old rock (thanks dad).

Dislikes: Liars (but a wonderful liar himself), know-it-alls, losing, jealousy (yes, he feels jealous a lot).

History: Max is a genderfluid child with ambitions. His American accent makes him sound out-of-place in the land of the British, but he doesn’t care and likes the “Are you a tourist? Who are you?” stares. Coming from a skeptical family, he’s learned to stay critical to most things, but nothing prepared him of the surprise of his magical powers.

First magical encounter (Approximately two-three months before his 11th birthday):
“Don’t you think it’s weird how everything can turn upside-down in the matter of seconds? One second you’re crossing the road, next second you’re lying in an ambulance with a broken leg. Of course, that’s not what happened to me. Not something that dramatic. Just a cookie that caught on fire. Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic. I didn’t mean it on purpose!” as he wrote the last sentence in his notebook, he looked around in the cozy living room. Yes, it came like a big shock when he sat there, eating his mother’s lovely home-baked cookies, when it suddenly caught fire. Luckily it wasn’t a big flame – just some small sparks and a tiny flame coming from one of the chocolate chips. Normally he would set the greaseproof paper on fire, but his parents just thought it was because the oven was very hot and all those scientifically logical excuses for what could’ve caused it. No logic or science could explain the cookie though. He must’ve looked like a freakshow when it happened, but luckily it didn’t take long before a member of the Hogwarts Staff came knocking on the door. The wizard came knocking on the black wooden door, that would open to the inviting warmth of a cozy house adorned with a mix of old and modern furniture. At first his parents were quite skeptical. Them being very logical and non-believing people, had a hard time accepting that magic even existed, let alone that their daughter was one of them. Yes, they didn’t approve of his trans identity either. Luckily after a lot of insisting argumentation, they let Max attend Hogwarts. Now it became time for Max to go on a new adventure beyond his boring muggle-life.

Muggle-home:
Max lives in a cozy house located on the Isle of Man, an island in the Irish Sea. The fair-sized house lay in the outskirts of the small village St John’s, a village with a population that small that not even Wikipedia knows. Both his parents are Canadian, but most of his childhood up until now consisted of moving around in different countries. His father being a businessman resulted in this constant travelling – until Max turned 8 years that is. That’s when his parents suddenly decided it was a good idea to move to a small island in the United Kingdom. Why? He still asks himself that question on a daily basis. Guess there’s nothing like a country-side life.

Places of Residence:
Age 0-6: Toronto, Canada
Age 6-8: Long Beach, California
Age 8-present: St John’s, Isle of Man