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Lev Makarov
Status:
Muggle-born
Birthday:
17 Aug 2013
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Liphook, England
Function:
Second year, Ravenclaw
Wand:
24,0 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair
Physical Description: Lev has long shoulder length brown hair that always looks a little greasy and unwashed. He usually uses it to cover the right side of his face that is overran with burn scars, making his face droopy and warped. He cannot see out of his right eye but his left eye is green.

Lev is tall for an 11 year old boy but he often slouches, making him appear much shorter. When he’s not in uniform he usually wears denim shirts and pants that hang off his thin frame.

Mental Description: Saying Lev is awkward is an understatement. He is a nervous and anxious boy who constantly second guesses everything he does and always sees conspiracies where there are none. He mostly keeps to himself but every now and then he will force himself to talk to people, in an attempt to make friends.

Lev is also someone that is slightly obsessive. When he enjoys something, it will become his whole personality for a couple weeks. It’s the same with people: when someone is nice to him, even just once, he will cling to that person and follow them around like a lost puppy. That usually ends with the person getting annoyed and pushing Lev away.

Biography: Lev’s family is huge. He has 3 brothers, 2 sisters and 2 parents, both whom are muggles. Lev’s childhood was relatively normal. Sure, sometimes weird stuff happened around the boy but it was always chalked off to coincidences or simply a trick of the mind. Other than that, Lev was a cheerful and sunny boy, who easily made friends. His family was loving and kind and cared immensely for the young boy. Lev’s parents weren’t perfect, of course, but they always tried their best and even though his siblings could sometimes be annoying, when the time came they all cared deeply for each other.

It was on a warm and humid summer day that Lev got his scars. He was only 8. His parents didn’t watch him much since they had his younger siblings to take care of. That meant Lev could do whatever he wanted, so he took the opportunity to go bike riding with his friends. He and his friends had a particular hobby that they loved: exploring abandoned buildings. And that was what they did on that day: explore a large wooden house that had been inhabited for a while. A mysterious fire had started and when Lev had gotten stuck, his friends had abandoned him and left him to his doom(today, Lev didn’t really blame them anymore. They had been scared. Lev knew he would have done the same). He had eventually managed to escape but not with scars both physical and mental.

Lev was never the same after that day. He had always been slightly anxious but this was the turning point. He started isolating himself and became more and more withdrawn. The same thoughts plagued his mind: who had started that fire? And why? After multiple years of the same paranoia and fear, Lev’s parents realized that this new personality was here to stay and that their old son was well and truly gone.

That was why they were incredibly surprised when a wizard came knocking on their door. He explained that everything about the wizarding world and how Lev was apart of it. They didn’t believe it at first and even when they did, they were somehow reluctant to send their fragile son to such a place. But eventually, after much discussion, his parents realized that perhaps it would be good for Lev. Help him finally get out of the carefully crafted cocoon he’d built around himself.

First Instance of Magic: Lev was 6 when he first experienced magic. His whole family had taken a trip to the beach. As Lev was splashing around in the waves with his older brothers, he suddenly got pulled away by a strong current. He could still see the heads of his brothers in the distance, but the space between them was much too large. Lev started to panic. His feet couldn’t touched the ground and as he tried making his way back to the beach, wave after wave after wave smashed down onto him, filling his nose with salty water.

Lev genuinely thought he was about to die. His lungs were burning and he simply couldn’t hold on anymore. The boy inhaled, but instead of water filling his mouth it was clean and delicious air. He greedily took it in and then opened his eyes to see a strange bubble around his mouth. Confused, he tried touching it, but he suddenly felt two strong arms around him and his brother took him out of the water, hugging him tightly to his chest. The bubble was gone as quickly as it had came. When he got older, Lev still didn’t understand what had happened. Eventually, he’d simply made himself believe that he’d misremembered.