Lukas Rosenfeld
- Status:
- Muggle-born
- Birthday:
- 08 Dec 2009
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- Northampton, England
- Function:
- First year, Ravenclaw
- Wand:
- 26,8 cm blackthorn wood and dragon heartstring
APPEARANCE:
At an above-average height for his young age, Lukas stands at a little below 5 feet. His build is lanky, though, which makes him look taller than he actually is. The boy has yet to grow into his long-legged stature, but his parents often assure him he will jump a few inches in due time. His features otherwise suit his face: light brown eyes that flicker with mischief and a smile that is only accentuated by the smattering of freckles that dot his face. His hair is a chestnut brown and often tousled, as he can never seem to keep his hands from messing with it. As for clothing style, Lukas prefers to wear jeans and cotton tees that don't mind a little bit of wear and tear. It's likely you'll see him in something comfortable rather than elegant when he's out of his school robes.
PERSONALITY:
Lukas's sense of humor is effortlessly charming, and he has a knack for attracting friends and associates. He loves to think of himself as a comic; he always injects wit and bluntness into his interactions. At times, his lack of seriousness can be a bit of a bother, but he's still learning to mature out of it. Though it may not seem like it at first, Lukas is always on a quest for knowledge, and his endless curiosity sparks his yearning for adventure.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born into a tight-knit community of muggles, Lukas never expected to be introduced to the magical world. He was practically raised by a village, and despite being an only child, never once doubted that he had a support system complete with loving parents and neighbors. That sense of belonging did shatter a bit when he was introduced to the world of witches and wizards. He tries his best to remain optimistic as he learns more about this new realm and his place in it, but his curiosity sometimes loses its battle against lonliness.
FIRST INSTANCE OF MAGIC:
He'd accidentally kicked his favorite football into the pond on a cold day. Unwilling to step into the icy water, he watched as the ball floated for a few minutes. There hadn't even been a breeze that day, not even the slightest draft, but the ball had come flying out of the water and back into his hands the moment he wished he hadn't kicked it.
At an above-average height for his young age, Lukas stands at a little below 5 feet. His build is lanky, though, which makes him look taller than he actually is. The boy has yet to grow into his long-legged stature, but his parents often assure him he will jump a few inches in due time. His features otherwise suit his face: light brown eyes that flicker with mischief and a smile that is only accentuated by the smattering of freckles that dot his face. His hair is a chestnut brown and often tousled, as he can never seem to keep his hands from messing with it. As for clothing style, Lukas prefers to wear jeans and cotton tees that don't mind a little bit of wear and tear. It's likely you'll see him in something comfortable rather than elegant when he's out of his school robes.
PERSONALITY:
Lukas's sense of humor is effortlessly charming, and he has a knack for attracting friends and associates. He loves to think of himself as a comic; he always injects wit and bluntness into his interactions. At times, his lack of seriousness can be a bit of a bother, but he's still learning to mature out of it. Though it may not seem like it at first, Lukas is always on a quest for knowledge, and his endless curiosity sparks his yearning for adventure.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born into a tight-knit community of muggles, Lukas never expected to be introduced to the magical world. He was practically raised by a village, and despite being an only child, never once doubted that he had a support system complete with loving parents and neighbors. That sense of belonging did shatter a bit when he was introduced to the world of witches and wizards. He tries his best to remain optimistic as he learns more about this new realm and his place in it, but his curiosity sometimes loses its battle against lonliness.
FIRST INSTANCE OF MAGIC:
He'd accidentally kicked his favorite football into the pond on a cold day. Unwilling to step into the icy water, he watched as the ball floated for a few minutes. There hadn't even been a breeze that day, not even the slightest draft, but the ball had come flying out of the water and back into his hands the moment he wished he hadn't kicked it.