Eban Fray
- Status:
- Pure-blood
- Birthday:
- 31 Oct 2014
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- Norwich, England
- Function:
- Second year, Hufflepuff
- Wand:
- 22,8 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring
still work in prosses bio, and sorry if some words are not quite correct, english is not my first language, and also dyslexic, so some words can be wrong. as long as it is understood I'm happy
Interaction is open for everyone
Physical Description:
Eban is of average height for his age, with a thin but healthy build. His skin is clear, smooth, and free of freckles. His most striking feature is his pitch-black hair, long enough to fall past his shoulders. He usually keeps it tied back sometimes in a slicked-back ponytail, sometimes a looser one, and on rushed mornings he’ll just twist it into a bun.
His clothing is always pristine, polished, and unmistakably “rich kid.” Everything he wears is well-maintained, structured, and looks freshly bought, reflecting both his family’s wealth and their expectations.
Mental Description:
At first meeting, Eban tends to be shy or reserved, carefully observing before engaging. Once comfortable, however, his personality unfolds into a mix of snark, brattiness, and genuine kindness varying sharply depending on the person he’s dealing with.
He is outspoken and honest about his thoughts, though sometimes he holds back when he knows speaking up will cause trouble. Unfortunately, trouble tends to find him anyway, his snark and stubborn belief that he’s right get him into conflicts more often than he’d like.
Eban is strict with himself and highly organized. Order, structure, and cleanliness bring him comfort. He loves learning and is eager to understand new things, but his learning disabilities slow the process down. This frustrates him deeply. He wants to excel, but information doesn’t always stick easily. Still, he is determined and persistent, hoping Hogwarts will help him find his footing.
From childhood, he was taught to respect boundaries both his own and others’. He listens carefully to adults, respects personal space, and approaches new people cautiously. He doesn’t trust easily and takes time to warm up to others, preferring to “read the room” before speaking. He tends to let others go first in unfamiliar situations, observing how things work before trying them himself.
He is not easily fooled, however. His cautious nature and upbringing make him perceptive and difficult to trick.
Biography:
Eban is the only child of Jack Fray and Alice Fray even so Eban wants a brother or a sister he can play with, so he doesn't feel so alone when he playes outside of his home, both are Ministry of Magic employees working in Law Enforcement. The Fray family is long-associated with the Ministry, and many of their relatives work in either Law Enforcement or the Department of International Magical Co-operation.
The Frays live in a large, well-kept home filled with numerous rooms, including a sizable library, several offices, and a personal potions room that Jack uses for hobby brewing. Eban grew up surrounded by books, regulations, and expectation but also genuine love from both of his parents. They are strict, orderly, and discipline-focused, but they deeply care for their son.
They don’t mind which Hogwarts house Eban ends up in but like most of their lineage, they quietly hope for Slytherin, but he ended up in hufflepuff. They aren't mad for that either, the hat is never wrong they said.
Eban’s knowledge of magic is average for his age; his parents taught him the fundamentals without overwhelming him. But still he already forgot most part of it, even so he still has his nose in books, but most books he reads is fantasy dragon books, or his time he uses for painting.
First Instance of Magic:
Eban’s First Magic
Eban must have been around four years old when his magic surfaced for the first time. It was an autumn evening, the kind where the air smells like cold earth and dry leaves. He had been playing outside, jumping into the piles of leaves that had gathered beneath the old tree near the house.
But one jump went wrong. He misjudged the distance and landed hard beside the pile instead of in it. The fall stung, and the shock of it made him burst into tears. He sat there on the ground, small and hurting, crying for someone, anyone, to hear him.
No one came. Or at least, that’s what he thought. The longer he cried, the more alone he felt. That loneliness twisted into frustration, and frustration into a hot, shaking anger. He felt it hot rise inside him until suddenly, a crackle of flame leapt from the pile of leaves.
Inside the house, his father had seen everything through the window. The moment he saw the sparks, he rushed outside. Eban, still sobbing, didn’t notice him. He didn’t see how quickly his father stamped out the flames, or how scared the man looked as he scooped his little boy into his arms.
To Eban, it still felt like nobody had been there for him untill now. He didn’t know that in his outburst could end like this, he had lit the leaves to flames. But his father knew. He had seen it clearly.
Back inside, his father ran a warm bath to wash off the dirt and tears, wrapped him in a towel, and a house elf came with hot cocoa to both of them and left the room right after. They sat together in front of the fireplace while the flames crackled softly controlled, safe this time and talked about what had happened and have a bit of understanding of what just went outside and what magic was . .
Interaction is open for everyone
Physical Description:
Eban is of average height for his age, with a thin but healthy build. His skin is clear, smooth, and free of freckles. His most striking feature is his pitch-black hair, long enough to fall past his shoulders. He usually keeps it tied back sometimes in a slicked-back ponytail, sometimes a looser one, and on rushed mornings he’ll just twist it into a bun.
His clothing is always pristine, polished, and unmistakably “rich kid.” Everything he wears is well-maintained, structured, and looks freshly bought, reflecting both his family’s wealth and their expectations.
Warning! I have no Idea what I am doing
Mental Description:
At first meeting, Eban tends to be shy or reserved, carefully observing before engaging. Once comfortable, however, his personality unfolds into a mix of snark, brattiness, and genuine kindness varying sharply depending on the person he’s dealing with.
He is outspoken and honest about his thoughts, though sometimes he holds back when he knows speaking up will cause trouble. Unfortunately, trouble tends to find him anyway, his snark and stubborn belief that he’s right get him into conflicts more often than he’d like.
Eban is strict with himself and highly organized. Order, structure, and cleanliness bring him comfort. He loves learning and is eager to understand new things, but his learning disabilities slow the process down. This frustrates him deeply. He wants to excel, but information doesn’t always stick easily. Still, he is determined and persistent, hoping Hogwarts will help him find his footing.
From childhood, he was taught to respect boundaries both his own and others’. He listens carefully to adults, respects personal space, and approaches new people cautiously. He doesn’t trust easily and takes time to warm up to others, preferring to “read the room” before speaking. He tends to let others go first in unfamiliar situations, observing how things work before trying them himself.
He is not easily fooled, however. His cautious nature and upbringing make him perceptive and difficult to trick.
Should I? Purhapse. Will I? Nooo, Do I enjoy being difficult? Mooost deffently!
Biography:
Eban is the only child of Jack Fray and Alice Fray even so Eban wants a brother or a sister he can play with, so he doesn't feel so alone when he playes outside of his home, both are Ministry of Magic employees working in Law Enforcement. The Fray family is long-associated with the Ministry, and many of their relatives work in either Law Enforcement or the Department of International Magical Co-operation.
The Frays live in a large, well-kept home filled with numerous rooms, including a sizable library, several offices, and a personal potions room that Jack uses for hobby brewing. Eban grew up surrounded by books, regulations, and expectation but also genuine love from both of his parents. They are strict, orderly, and discipline-focused, but they deeply care for their son.
They don’t mind which Hogwarts house Eban ends up in but like most of their lineage, they quietly hope for Slytherin, but he ended up in hufflepuff. They aren't mad for that either, the hat is never wrong they said.
Eban’s knowledge of magic is average for his age; his parents taught him the fundamentals without overwhelming him. But still he already forgot most part of it, even so he still has his nose in books, but most books he reads is fantasy dragon books, or his time he uses for painting.
His father said when they where in the library in the house.You are a good son to us and well behaved, so you shall not disappoint us when you go to hogwarts, even so we are not there you should show the good side off our family, right boy?!
First Instance of Magic:
Eban’s First Magic
Eban must have been around four years old when his magic surfaced for the first time. It was an autumn evening, the kind where the air smells like cold earth and dry leaves. He had been playing outside, jumping into the piles of leaves that had gathered beneath the old tree near the house.
But one jump went wrong. He misjudged the distance and landed hard beside the pile instead of in it. The fall stung, and the shock of it made him burst into tears. He sat there on the ground, small and hurting, crying for someone, anyone, to hear him.
No one came. Or at least, that’s what he thought. The longer he cried, the more alone he felt. That loneliness twisted into frustration, and frustration into a hot, shaking anger. He felt it hot rise inside him until suddenly, a crackle of flame leapt from the pile of leaves.
Inside the house, his father had seen everything through the window. The moment he saw the sparks, he rushed outside. Eban, still sobbing, didn’t notice him. He didn’t see how quickly his father stamped out the flames, or how scared the man looked as he scooped his little boy into his arms.
To Eban, it still felt like nobody had been there for him untill now. He didn’t know that in his outburst could end like this, he had lit the leaves to flames. But his father knew. He had seen it clearly.
Back inside, his father ran a warm bath to wash off the dirt and tears, wrapped him in a towel, and a house elf came with hot cocoa to both of them and left the room right after. They sat together in front of the fireplace while the flames crackled softly controlled, safe this time and talked about what had happened and have a bit of understanding of what just went outside and what magic was . .