Physical Description: Avery stands at 5'9 with dark green hair that curls around his ears and bright green eyes. He is wiry, lean, and acrobatic looking with a permanent playful smile that makes him look younger than he is.

Mental Description: Avery is excitable, friendly, good-natured, energetic, and generally easy to talk to. He is diligent, hard-working, and highly intelligent.

He has a strong sense of justice that is of his own definition and is fiercely protective and loyal to those he calls his friends.

He is known to constantly be working on many projects at once, but is meticulous enough to finish them all without much procrastination. Though he has a wide array of interests and is knowledgeable on a lot of, admittedly random, topics, he prefers to play the affable, dramatic idiot and let people underestimate him. He is an expert at dancing around rules and not technically breaking them. When people think you are good for nothing, they miss the things you are doing right under their noses.

Biography:
Childhood:
Avery was born and mostly raised an only child in Málaga, Spain to Camille and Atticus Finch.
Atticus was a promentant magical lawyer in Málaga until he met and fell in love with a sinmagia (non-magical) woman, Camille, who worked as an art and frame restorer. Atticus told her almost immediately about his magic, and while she accepted him and his family, she couldn't cope well living in the magical world.
The pair decided to generally live on Camille's side of the tracks, so to speak, though Atticus' magical parents were promenant in their and then Avery's life. Atticus spent the greater part of Avery's younger childhood restudying to become a nonmagic lawyer in Spain.
When Avery was eight, Atticus' parents died very shortly after one another and Camille and Atticus decided to move to a house that he had inherited from them a short distance outside of Whitstable, England.
Once there, Atticus went back to school to become a licensed lawyer in England and Camille continued her art and frame restoration work in a large studio on their property.
Before applying for the job of Caretaker, Avery was training with his mother to take over her shop and studio, and part of his interest in the job was to study and possibly restore the various artwork stored in Hogwarts' halls.
Avery's childhood was filled with a lot of love from both sets of his grandparents and his parents and though he characteristically always had children to play with in Málaga and in Whitstable, he never seemed to be able to form friendships that were very lasting or memorable.

School Years (2014-2021):
Avery's school days at Hogwarts were characterized by average grades and a mischevious tendency to be just within the bounds of the rules, making him an amusing annoyance to some staff and fellow students and an absolute pain to others.
A proud Hufflepuff, he once again always seemed to be surrounded by what one might call friendly aquaintances, but no one he would call real friends.
Due to his mother's profession, he was extrememly fascinated by the magical art in the castle and seemed to care much more about wandering the castle to study it all than his grades or making solid friendships.

Adulthood:
Having already picked up a fascination with his mother's job when he was younger, Avery spent most summers home from Hogwarts learning her trade and when he graduated, he became her official apprentice.
When his father heard about the Caretaker position at Hogwarts from friends in Diagon Alley, he brought it up to Avery as a chance to study the magical paintings there in more depth than he could while he was a student.

First Instance of Magic:
When Avery was eight years old, shortly after he and his parents moved to the small, victorian-style house near Witstable, Avery was helping his mother, in what little ways he could, set up her studio while his father was out.
The rather tiny boy was carrying in a small container of plaster when his elbow just barely bumped a stack of large paintings, easily twice his size, in heavy frames that were leaning against the wall.
His mother turned just as the stack began to wobble and fall on top of him, but before she could move and get to him from across the room, the paintings swivelled away from him and returned themselves to their place against the wall. Avery continued to totter across the room to the shelf, completely unaware that he had almost been crushed until his mother told his father over dinner that night.