Edward Latchingdon
- Status:
- Half-blood
- Birthday:
- 08 Dec 2011
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- London, England
- Function:
- First year, Ravenclaw
- Wand:
- 30,3 cm chestnut wood and phoenix feather
Physical Description: Blonde Hair, Green Eyes, light skin.
Mental Description: PTSD, OCD. He is a introvert, but is very smart.
Biography: Born to a Muggle-born mother and a Pureblood father, his father turned out to be a Dark Wizard during his time. He was sent to Azkaban, causing me to have a notoriety when I was born. Plenty of people are prejudice towards me because of my father. My mother is trying to understand me, but I have a hard time getting to know anybody. I don't know how to make friends and I really don't care how to anymore. I lost my sister at a young age, and I was closer to her than to anyone else. I have already proved to be a powerful magic user. I am powerful but I don't understand my power. My dad has been in Azkaban all my life, and I'm missing the love of a father. My mom loves me, but she doesn't know how to understand me well.
First Instance of Magic: I was sleeping and I was having a horrible nightmare. I kept on dreaming about my dad, and I ended up setting fire to my bed. I kept on sleeping at first, but surprisingly, the bed didn't burn me for some reason that I'm unaware of. I guess I was already powerful enough to prevent it. I was 9 when it happened. I was terrified in my dream, and sad. I didn't know what to do.
Mental Description: PTSD, OCD. He is a introvert, but is very smart.
Biography: Born to a Muggle-born mother and a Pureblood father, his father turned out to be a Dark Wizard during his time. He was sent to Azkaban, causing me to have a notoriety when I was born. Plenty of people are prejudice towards me because of my father. My mother is trying to understand me, but I have a hard time getting to know anybody. I don't know how to make friends and I really don't care how to anymore. I lost my sister at a young age, and I was closer to her than to anyone else. I have already proved to be a powerful magic user. I am powerful but I don't understand my power. My dad has been in Azkaban all my life, and I'm missing the love of a father. My mom loves me, but she doesn't know how to understand me well.
First Instance of Magic: I was sleeping and I was having a horrible nightmare. I kept on dreaming about my dad, and I ended up setting fire to my bed. I kept on sleeping at first, but surprisingly, the bed didn't burn me for some reason that I'm unaware of. I guess I was already powerful enough to prevent it. I was 9 when it happened. I was terrified in my dream, and sad. I didn't know what to do.