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Francis Witherell
Status:
Half-blood
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Surbiton, England
Function:
First year, Gryffindor
Wand:
25,9 cm aspen wood and phoenix feather
PHYSICALITY
Still developing into his body, though he is notable athletic for his age. Could be mistaken for a second- or third-year. Afro-Carribean hair indicative of his heritage. There is a lack of experience in his body, even down to his skin, which is untampered and glossy in nature. Most of his visible adult teeth have come through, resulting in a pearly white smile that almost seems too large for his otherwise infantile head.

PERSONALITY
Francis (or Frank) is learning, and that is evident through all aspects of him – including his personality. He is extroverted, enjoys socialising, and loves to be a part of wider social circles. He is competitive and cocky when engaged in any kind of competition (physical or mental), though this can result in sourness if he loses. Let it be known though, that when he competes, he competes fair and square and thinks of cheating as unsatisfying. (However, he will bend the rules in other aspects of his life.) If there is anything that he hates, it is discrimination of any kind. He has been raised to know better and is not afraid to step in if he must.

HISTORY
Francis comes from humble beginnings. Nothing spectacular, just a small flat in south-west London. His parents, both wix, have unnoteworthy jobs to be frank, but make enough to keep things comfortable. His father’s side are all Muggles, so he lives an odd split life, one where he partakes in typical Muggle activities and another where he engages in the Wizarding World. What this does is allow him to generate an understanding of the strengths of both sides. In truth, if he were to choose, he would choose the life of a Muggle every time. Simpler, easier to understand. Magic can be so overwhelming.

The eldest of three, he treats his role as an older sibling extremely carefully. His parents raise him to be humble, kind and heavy-hearted and he repeats the same process around his siblings. Responsibility and sacrifice seems to come naturally to him. His parents only hope that he doesn’t end up throwing himself into less forgiving circumstances for the sake of sacrifice, however.

His first magical experience is inconsequential, just as the rest of his life before Hogwarts is. They are sitting at the dinner table and his father asks for the salt. Francis reaches to grab the dispenser, but it just flies across the table. He and his mother clean up, conversations of a promising future woven in between every grain they pick up.

Face: Alex Hibbert