Basic Information

Full Name: Jackson William Gold

House: Ravenclaw.

He is terrified of what his parents and sister think of him now. They already looked down upon him, and now that he was officially a Ravenclaw, not the brave and selfless Gryffindor like everyone else in his family was... well, he wasn't sure what was going to happen to him. Despite his family's hostile attitude towards any other house besides Gryffindor, Jackson loves Ravenclaw with all of his heart.

He feels like he fits in.

Age: Twelve (12) years old.

Wand: 23,9 cm chestnut wood and phoenix feather.

According to Mr. Ollivander himself; "Stiff, very powerful, and attracted to charismatic and honorable wizards that show great dexterity in magic." Jackson had taken the time to research the components of his wonderful wand, seeing as it was one of the only things his family seemed to approve of. He learned that the core of his wand, Phoenix feather, is a rare, temperamental core. It tended to act on its own accord, some people said. Others insisted that it was the core with the largest range in magic.

He wondered why the wand chose him, of all wizards.

School Year: First year.

Hogwarts. The world-renowned school for, well, witchcraft and wizardry. When Jackson got the letter to the school, he was ecstatic. He could finally get the chance to show his parents what he was capable of. Of course, it's not like they cared much, but that would change in due time!

...hopefully.

Patronus: None, yet.

He just hopes it was something impressive. Something his family would approve of.

Species: Dhampir, half-vampire, and half-human.

History/Background Story:

Me re-writing Jackson’s pre-Hogwarts history for the fourth time tonight because i hate how i worded it: “ah [shush], here we go again”

Jackson was born on the 14th of April, in 2009.

It was a Tuesday. A normal, cloudy Tuesday for most of Brighton. For Jackson, it was the start of a tumultuous and odd life. Jackson was a chubby baby, with big grey eyes. He would grow out of the chubbiness in no time as he grew into being a toddler. This was also around the age where he started to look less and less like his mother. This was the age where everything went downhill.

Alyssa, Jackson’s mother, stopped taking care of him when he was around 5 years old.

At this point, Jackson was already lanky and thin, with the skin almost as pale as his father's and dark grey eyes so similar to his father’s. Being only 5 years old, Jackson continued to smile at his mother, continued to be the sweet little boy he had been before. Except now, no matter what Jackson did, Alyssa wouldn’t smile back. She still fed him, bought him clothes, and sometimes showed up for his kindergarten school activities, but she did her best to avoid the young boy at all costs.

When your own mother tries so hard to ignore your existence, it tends to take a toll on your mental and physical health. By the time Jackson was 8 years old, when he first discovered his magic, he was fed up with the way he was being treated by his parents. And he was 8.

Long story short, he turned his older sister’s trophy into a snake.

From that moment on, his childhood only got more tragic. But there was no reason to pay much attention to that, not until he got his letter from Hogwarts, not until his mother told him “good job” for getting a powerful wand.

Outside of his home life, Jackson got into a LOT of trouble. Often he would be caught shop-lifting from chain stores or throwing rocks at his school dean’s house. Small, un-harmful things. It was mainly for attention from his parents, so they would actually talk to him for once. Or, well, scream at him instead of ignoring him. Jackson never did make many friends at school, but that didn’t matter. None of it did.

What mattered was the red wax sealing the parchment that enrolled him in Hogwarts. What mattered was the weight of his wand in his hand or the weightlessness he felt when using it for the first time. What mattered was the way his school robes sounded like when he changed into them.

What mattered was Hogwarts.

More on his parents:

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Christopher Gold came from a long line of vampires. The Gold family, a line of incredibly elusive people, who spent most of their time away from cities, humans, wizards, witches- everything Alyssa Niccals was. We will get to Ms. Niccals in a moment, but for now, let me tell you a tale of a young vampire in a family of statues.

Christopher was the youngest of four kids, often wanting all of the attention to himself. He was loud, reckless, and kind of a brat at times. He had grown up in the gloomy english countryside, rarely leaving the curtained corridors of the family mansion unless it was the dead of night. Sometimes, if he was allowed, Christopher would roam the sprawling, misty grounds of the Gold Manor. This is where his love of plants and greenery came from, the time he spent in the garden itself.

As Christopher grew older, his parents grew harsher.

The loud mouth brat was whittled into being a perfect, stoic, poster boy for the Gold family with leather belts and cruel gazes. His eldest brother, Samuel, had already been married to another vampire, the other two brothers engaged or in a relationship to a stunning vampire girl from a powerful vampire family. Christopher came to realize it was like watching someone copy and paste (although he didn’t know what that was at the time) his family over and over. They were all the same.

And Christopher hated it.

So he did what any young adult would do if they were in his situation, and ran away in the dead of night. He ran from the manor he grew up in, ran from his family, ran from the monotone life he would have been forced into. And instead, Christopher ran towards the promise of new life, of new people, of new experiences, and new opportunities. The vampire ran to London, hiding in forests and abandoned buildings whenever the day would strike. The grey eyed male ran from his past, and towards his future.

Christopher ran into the woman he would learn to love.

Alyssa Niccals, a witch with a knack for charms and baking. The two of them had literally ran into each other, and this is where the story of two half vampire children began. Alyssa and Christopher fell in love, so in love that they got married, so in love that they had two children with one another. First, a beautiful baby girl, who looked exactly like her father, who smiled just like her mother. She was perfect, for those eight years.

And then a little baby boy came along. One with grey eyes and brown hair. One who didn’t look anything like his mother. One who would tear Christopher and Alyssa apart.

Alyssa had been fine at first, being a wonderful mother to Jackson, just like she had been with the little girl. And then as time went on, as Jackson grew up to look less and less like his mother, Alyssa became convinced that he was something else. Someone else's child, even. Which, frankly, should have been impossible, she had birthed him. Alyssa became convinced Jackson had been switched at birth, and so she took it out on Jackson.

The problem came when he turned ten years old, when his baby fangs finally grew a few centimeters longer than the rest of his teeth.

Jackson was a daphmir, just like his older sister. He was part vampire, of course he was, he had the same eyes as his father. Dark grey eyes, ones that looked like the ocean sky before a storm, ones that rarely held any emotion for his mother, ones that were practical carbon copies of his father’s. He sure looked the part, with his too-pale skin and too-sharp teeth. With his dislike for sunlight and hatred for garlic.

Alyssa went halfway to insane trying to come up with some solution.

And Jackson?

Jackson just wanted to get away from her.

Appearance

Jackson stands at around 5'4 feet or 164 centimeters. He's got a rather slim figure, having never been too interested in sports and such like the other boys around his age. Whenever asked why, Jackson would simply shrug and reply with, "not sure, just not competitive." However, despite his tall, thin stature, he was able to pack a pretty good punch and was usually covered in bruises and bandaids from scuffles. Jackson has short, fluffy brown hair that is constantly falling in his eyes. It's gotten a bit long after the summer, and he hasn't bothered to get it cut.

Being a Dhampir, Jackson had dark grey eyes, ones that looked like the ocean sky before a storm, ones that rarely held any emotion for his mother, ones that were practical carbon copies of his father’s. He sure looked the part of being a Dhampir, with his too pale skin and too-sharp teeth. With his dislike for sunlight and hatred for garlic.

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Relations

Immediate Family:

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Father:
Christopher Gold, 54
Jackson's father isn't as bad as his mother, because he is often in the city working, having no time to care about Jackson's actions. The pure definition of an absent father, really. Christopher spends all of his time working, taking care of his plants, or out in the garden.

Mother:
Alyssa Niccals-Gold, 52
Jackson's mother was the worst. She was incredibly neglectful of Jackson's own physical and mental health and often forgets to make enough dinner for him. She's obsessed with her daughter, obsessed with her work, obsessed with everything but Jackson. Alyssa used to be a carefree, fun-loving witch, but now she spends all of her time being a good mother... to Jackson's sister.

Sister:
Rosalind Gold, 20
Even with Rosalind off working at the Ministry, Jackson still gets overlooked. It's really not Rosalind's fault, she tried her best to be supportive and inclusive. She just got caught up in their parent's praise and opinions at some point. She's the golden child. The perfect child. The i-have-straight-A's child. She was the exact opposite of Jackson.

Hogwarts:

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Friends:
n/a

Acquaintances:
- Paige Grant, a young girl he met on the train ride over to Hogwarts. He thinks she's pretty, but that's about it so far.
- Winter Wolfhartz, another young girl he met on the train to Hogwarts. Something about the red eyes, and the air that followed around her reminded Jackson of something familiar... i wonder what it could be.
- Dakota Olsonin, a young Hufflepuff who he met during an argument with Kyle DeRook. She seems nice enough and hopefully wil become his friend.

Foes:
- Kyle DeRook, although this is only because of that one interaction in the Small Hall

RP Threads

Year One