Cane Gordon
- Status:
- Half-blood
- Birthday:
- 27 Feb 2014
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- Southwater, England
- Function:
- Second year, Gryffindor
- Wand:
- 33,2 cm walnut wood and dragon heartstring
About Me
My name is Cane Gordon, and I’m 11 years old, born on 27/02/2014. At first glance, I’m like most other boys my age. I’m about 4’9”, with a lean, slightly athletic build from spending countless hours outdoors. I prefer practical clothes (comfortable over fancy) and I'm always ready for whatever adventure the day might bring.
I’m naturally quiet, thoughtful, and introspective. I enjoy reading, drawing, and coming up with stories or games of my own. I don’t have a huge circle of friends, but the ones I do have mean a lot to me. When something matters to me, I can be pretty stubborn, but I’m also curious, reflective, and love solving puzzles or finding clever ways to approach problems.
My first experience with magic was unexpected, thrilling and slightly terrifying. I was 5 years old, frustrated over a drawing that just wouldn’t come out right, when suddenly the pencil lifted itself from the table and finished the picture for me. Shock quickly turned to excitement. I ran to tell my parents, and they confirmed that I was a wizard.
My Family
My dad is Albert, and he’s about as Scottish as they come (haggis, Irn-Bru, the works). He’s a Muggle, and so are my nana and pops (his parents). But magic isn’t far from his side of the family, my Uncle Gregor is a wizard and a proud Hufflepuff graduate from Hogwarts. According to him, it’s the best house, and according to him again, he graduated with top marks. It was actually through Uncle Gregor that my parents met.
Dad might not have magic, but he’s a huge Quidditch fan. His favourite team and mine is the Montrose Magpies. Even though he’s the only Muggle in the house, he handles our magical lives like a pro. Mum was kind enough to pick up some special reading glasses so he can read The Daily Prophet, all so he could keep up with quidditch and other news, when dad tried before the glasses the moving pictures kept making him dizzy, while she was at it she also picked up a magical radio so we all could listen to the Quidditch live. The way she tells it, she only bought radio so SHE could listen to the Harpies matches, just pure coincidence that dad can listen to the Magpie games as well. That and I think she was fed up with listening to BBC Sussex on dad’s muggle radio.(I think she got it from a shop in Diagon Alley but I can’t remember). I think she is happy she found someone who although isn’t a witch or wizard fully embraces that part of her life. Thanks to her, Dad never misses a Magpies game.
My mum is Lizzy (or just Liz), and she’s almost the opposite of Dad (very English, and very much not a Muggle). Some people would call her a pure-blood, but that’s a term she doesn’t like. She also went to Hogwarts and was sorted into Ravenclaw. After school, she became an Auror and has worked in magical law enforcement ever since. I have to say, her job sounds really cool. I hope I get good enough grades to follow in her footsteps.
Mum supports the Holyhead Harpies, and she’s managed to convince my little sister to support them too (much to Dad’s annoyance). So whenever the Harpies play the Magpies, it gets loud in our house, but it’s always good fun.
Life at Home
Our home is a proper mix of Muggle and magical life. Dad takes us to football games, museums, or just out into town (regular Muggle things) and Mum joins in whenever she can. In return, she makes sure we experience magical events too (like taking us all out to watch live quidditch games) funnily enough it’s always Harpies games, but it’s live quidditch so none of us complain. Mum wants us to understand both sides of our world. She always says it’s important we grow up knowing we’re not better than Muggles, unlike what some wizarding families might believe.
I also have a younger sister, by 2 years. Her name is Alyx, and she started showing signs of magic about the same time as me. She’ll be joining me at Hogwarts in a couple of years and I can’t wait to show her around.
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My name is Cane Gordon, and I’m 11 years old, born on 27/02/2014. At first glance, I’m like most other boys my age. I’m about 4’9”, with a lean, slightly athletic build from spending countless hours outdoors. I prefer practical clothes (comfortable over fancy) and I'm always ready for whatever adventure the day might bring.
I’m naturally quiet, thoughtful, and introspective. I enjoy reading, drawing, and coming up with stories or games of my own. I don’t have a huge circle of friends, but the ones I do have mean a lot to me. When something matters to me, I can be pretty stubborn, but I’m also curious, reflective, and love solving puzzles or finding clever ways to approach problems.
My first experience with magic was unexpected, thrilling and slightly terrifying. I was 5 years old, frustrated over a drawing that just wouldn’t come out right, when suddenly the pencil lifted itself from the table and finished the picture for me. Shock quickly turned to excitement. I ran to tell my parents, and they confirmed that I was a wizard.
My Family
My dad is Albert, and he’s about as Scottish as they come (haggis, Irn-Bru, the works). He’s a Muggle, and so are my nana and pops (his parents). But magic isn’t far from his side of the family, my Uncle Gregor is a wizard and a proud Hufflepuff graduate from Hogwarts. According to him, it’s the best house, and according to him again, he graduated with top marks. It was actually through Uncle Gregor that my parents met.
Dad might not have magic, but he’s a huge Quidditch fan. His favourite team and mine is the Montrose Magpies. Even though he’s the only Muggle in the house, he handles our magical lives like a pro. Mum was kind enough to pick up some special reading glasses so he can read The Daily Prophet, all so he could keep up with quidditch and other news, when dad tried before the glasses the moving pictures kept making him dizzy, while she was at it she also picked up a magical radio so we all could listen to the Quidditch live. The way she tells it, she only bought radio so SHE could listen to the Harpies matches, just pure coincidence that dad can listen to the Magpie games as well. That and I think she was fed up with listening to BBC Sussex on dad’s muggle radio.(I think she got it from a shop in Diagon Alley but I can’t remember). I think she is happy she found someone who although isn’t a witch or wizard fully embraces that part of her life. Thanks to her, Dad never misses a Magpies game.
My mum is Lizzy (or just Liz), and she’s almost the opposite of Dad (very English, and very much not a Muggle). Some people would call her a pure-blood, but that’s a term she doesn’t like. She also went to Hogwarts and was sorted into Ravenclaw. After school, she became an Auror and has worked in magical law enforcement ever since. I have to say, her job sounds really cool. I hope I get good enough grades to follow in her footsteps.
Mum supports the Holyhead Harpies, and she’s managed to convince my little sister to support them too (much to Dad’s annoyance). So whenever the Harpies play the Magpies, it gets loud in our house, but it’s always good fun.
Life at Home
Our home is a proper mix of Muggle and magical life. Dad takes us to football games, museums, or just out into town (regular Muggle things) and Mum joins in whenever she can. In return, she makes sure we experience magical events too (like taking us all out to watch live quidditch games) funnily enough it’s always Harpies games, but it’s live quidditch so none of us complain. Mum wants us to understand both sides of our world. She always says it’s important we grow up knowing we’re not better than Muggles, unlike what some wizarding families might believe.
I also have a younger sister, by 2 years. Her name is Alyx, and she started showing signs of magic about the same time as me. She’ll be joining me at Hogwarts in a couple of years and I can’t wait to show her around.
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