Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
Table of Contents
About Character
Trunk
Thread Keeper
Relationships
Frenemies
Love
Family Story
Guardian
Pet
Through the years
Author
Faceclaim: Gerard Way
STATISTICS
NICKNAME
Squishy, Bee, Bernerd, Bee Way, Ben, Hamster, Bunny, Bernie
HOUSE
Slytherin
PATRONUS
UnknownSPECIES
Dhampir
SCHOOL YEAR
1
BOGGART
Turning into someone else
Biography:
ReducioComing from Scottish descent he lives with his mother in New Jersey, he was raised just like any other pure-blooded child, with knowledge of magic and all the inequality of the magical world. Unlike most other pure-blooded he isn't rich, he is on the brink of poverty with his single mother and money is tight, but love is abundant when it comes. Bernard is bullied by peers because he's weird. When he comes of age he is sent to live with his uptight grandfather back at Godric's hollow so he attend the best wizarding school where he is accepted. After he turned 4 he and his mother moved to New Jersey, America for better job opportunities in the magical field.
First Instance of Magic:
ReducioHe was only three years of age when he had his very first instance of magic. It was a regular dat with his mother as she went to shop for flowers to put around the house, his mother was very fond of flowers. Her speciality was Herbology back at Hogwarts, they had said she was gifted and could change the world. But she didn't, thing happen that you don't expect of plain. Like falling in love, and that was the case for his sweet mother. Bernard liked going with his mother just like any 3 year old would! She stopped picking up a beautiful flower, a peony to be exact, it was her favorite flower. She let her son get a whiff of the peony and he took a smell only to sneeze in response. Not just any sneeze, he sneezed out bubbles!
WHAT YOU WILL NEED FOR THREADS
"I'm sick of seeing my face, but I'm allowed to be sick of seeing my face, cause it's my fucking face!"
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---Face: Pale, cute, good-looking, small, baby-face, small scar by left eye and on right-side of neck
---Eyes: Large, hazel, usually accompanied with eyeliner
---Nose: Pointy, upturned, Small, button-shaped
---Mouth: Thin-lipped, moves mostly to the side, gummy-smile, double-snaggletooth
---Hair: Long, pitch-black, silky
---Frame: Small height, a little on the chubby-side
"Easy peasy pumpkin peasy pumpkin pie motherfucker!
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Casual Standing: Bad posture, puts weight on one knee or sways back and forth
Casual Sitting: Care-free, usually crosses legs or ankles
Happy: Tends to defy gravity more, jumps a lot and yells
Sad: A dead-man walking, absolute terrible posture
Stressed: Frantic, continuosly changing posture more eratic
Annoyed: Tends to defy gravity more, jumps a lot, yells and flails
Angry: Stays grounded and doesn't budge
"I was like wow! You're still not cool. And I was happy about that revelation."
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---Good Character Trait Funny, Goofy, Quirky
---Good Character Trait Loyal, Friendly, Humble
---Good Character Trait Sweet, Caring, Energetic
---Bad Character Trait Immature, Awkward
---Bad Character Trait Short-tempered, Opinionated
---Bad Character Trait Super-strange, Anti-social
"The best thing about wearing black is that you can hide pretty easily, unless you're in like Hawaii, then you can't hide."
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School Robes: Not high in quality, a couple holes
School Casual: Wears however he feels that day
Athletic: Black, joggers/shorts and t-shirt
Fancy: Black marching band outfit, or all black suit
Other: All black, everything, never goes anywhere without eyeliner
"Did he just eat a rock?"
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---Grades: "He is a terrible student." "He sucks at everything!"
---Behavior: "He's weird." "Doesn't like anybody!"
---Opinions: "He's a poor nobody." "Has no friends." "Heard he's from New Jersey!"
---Appearance: "He looks like a ghost!" "I'm pretty sure he's part of the undead." "He's kind of cute..."Coding Credits @Katrina Walker
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
Thread Keeper
First Year:
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
Relationships
─────────────────── ──────────────────────────She's on fire! Literally. Nice, sweet.────────────────────────── RELATIONSHIP
Unknown──────────────────1ST MEETING
My wand ate my homework
─────────────────── ──────────────────────────Cool, good-looking, dude.────────────────────────── RELATIONSHIP
Potion Partners──────────────────1ST MEETING
Potion Partners
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They're so annoying! Yet they're so much like me...────────────────────────── RELATIONSHIP
Frenemies──────────────────1ST MEETING
Dont ever let your guard down
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
FRENEMIES
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
LOVE
Current Crush
"I felt like a sad augurey that no one ever really paid attention to had stumbled across the lovely unicorns one of the most beloved of all creatures."
"That the world is ugly. But you're beautiful to me. Well are you thinking of me now?
The World is Ugly ~ My Chemical Romance
"That the world is ugly. But you're beautiful to me. Well are you thinking of me now?
The World is Ugly ~ My Chemical Romance
Created by @Beatrice Dupont
Threads
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
FAMILY STORY
Thomas Alfred Waye and Annabel Isla Reid
Dancing Snowflakes
It was a starlit beautiful night, laughter and drinks were aplenty amongst the guests of the infamous Reid Mansion in godric hollow, england. A fair maiden with beauty the sun itself would be jealous of, her personality easily matched with her alluring sweetness. She wore a dress of sky blue representing her free spirit and imagination, and red roses for her passion and endless amount of love. Tonight she wore her silver crystal tiara given to her by her beloved sadly passed mother, for tonight at midnight she would be engaged to the man which she spent her entire childhood with, Fredrick Kingston. She felt as light as a dandelion as she danced about with all the guests in the ballroom, she kept her eyes out for her love. Hours passed and the clock kept ticking her feet became weaker and her smile faded as he never came. She stops dancing when a butler comes with a small note on a silver platter for her to read. She asks him what it's from yet he does not utter a word as she takes the small note into her white-gloved hands. She opens the letter to find Fredrick's cursive handwriting.
𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔄𝔫𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔩,
ℑ 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔢. ℑ 𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰. ℑ 𝔪𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫. ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡𝔫'𝔱 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲, ℑ 𝔥𝔬𝔭𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢. 𝔄𝔰 ℑ 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔰𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰. 𝔚𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔢𝔡, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱.
𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰 𝔗𝔯𝔲𝔩𝔶,
𝔉. 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫
Reducio
Dear beloved Anabel,
I know now you are reading this note in wonder where I must be. I give my deepest condolences, but I must share my truth on where my heart really lies. I must inform you that it doesn't lie in your hands but the hands of another woman. I was coward and couldn't face you, I hope you can find in your heart to forgive me. As I feel we are better suited for brother and sister and not lovers. We will not wed, and I wish you the best.
Yours Truly,
F. Kingston
I know now you are reading this note in wonder where I must be. I give my deepest condolences, but I must share my truth on where my heart really lies. I must inform you that it doesn't lie in your hands but the hands of another woman. I was coward and couldn't face you, I hope you can find in your heart to forgive me. As I feel we are better suited for brother and sister and not lovers. We will not wed, and I wish you the best.
Yours Truly,
F. Kingston
Tears rolled down her cheeks far before she finished the letter. Black drops fell down decorating her face in a tragic beautiful manner, she slowly turns to see the flashing lights and mocking laughter, the red roses that represented her bleeding heart and the blue dress that showed her internal misery. Everyone's happiness seemed to make in fun of her, and made her sick to the bone. She couldn't face her father or any of the guests, so her ran. She ran as far as she could outside of her home, as far and fast as her legs could take her, her tears of inky black streaming down her face like the rain on a magnificent tree. She continued to run until her crying wouldn't let her move and she fell onto the snow sobbing, the coldness of the fresh fallen snow was nothing to her as her heart numbed. The tiny sparkles from heaven danced all around her and on her face, giving her bare skin icy kisses.
"Why are you crying?" Said a voice that sounded like night itself, it seemed to echo across the empty landscape. She looked up to see a tall man with long black hair the color of raven's feathers. His eyes were as dark as his hair and clothes, his face was of another worldly beauty yet something was off putting about his nature, like his pointed canine teeth, corpse-like paleness, yet not to her. After there was no reply for a long amount of time he spoke up again in a gentle voice.
"What is your name?"
"Annabel," she let the words pass her blood red lips.
"My name is Thomas," he smiled.
And Annabel no longer felt so lonely.
Burns of Love
Everything was more than she could ever have wished for or even begin to imagine. But it was also a nightmare of a thousand men. She had been given the gift of a loving husband who understood her and a sweet baby boy, they both meant the world to her more than she could even begin to comprehend. She looked lovingly into her son's beautiful hazel eyes, it had been two years since his birth. Bernard is what they decided to name him, it meant "brave," and that is what they wished him. Though she loved him so dearly it was difficult, since her son couldn't stay in the sun too long without contracting painful burns, and he would cry blood which was concerning for the most part. Also, her beloved Thomas couldn't go out during the day at all, and her father had cutt her off because he didn't approve of their relationship. It had broke her heart, which broke Thomas's. Whenever she looked into her husband's dark eyes and Bernard's smile it was completely worth it.
Finally Bernard had hushed his crying and fell asleep in her arms.
"What a relief! I thought he'd never close his eyes!"
"Shhhhh!" She warned smiling before carefully placing him back in his crib.
It wasn't long before they both fell asleep as well. Annabel went into a deep sleep, she dreamed of red roses and falling snowflakes, just like the day she met Thomas. But then it turned to her father who looked ashamed and shook his head and walked awat, she begged him to stay with her but he disappeared out of sight, then she began to sink into the snow and everyone was gone, she yelled and screamed but no one heard. Until she could barely make out a voice, one that was like night itself, Thomas's. She listened closely as it got louder, suddenly she couldn't breath she was drowning in the snow.
"WAKE UP!" Annabel jolted awake to find her husband shaking her awake with a scared expressio, the smell of smoke stung her nostrils as she tried to being herself awake. Bernard was crying in Thomas's arms and brilliant red, orange, and yellow danced by the windows.
"COME ON WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!" Thomas yelled bringing her to her feet. That's when it hit her, the house was on fire, panic surged through her giving her a new sense of energy. Taking her husband's hands they run down the stairs at full speed, they coughed as smoke hit their faces. Suddenly the stairs collapsed underneath Thomas causing him to face down through it.
"TOM!" Annabel yells running down the steps to find her husband at the bottom with wooden planks and splinters on him, Bernard is unharmed, but the same cant be said about Thomas. His legs were injured by the fall and the fire comes closer consuming everything. Annabel starts to panic, she tries to help him up but he's too heavy and she has to carry Bernard.
"Annabel... Annabel.." He repeats to get her attention. She looks at him tearfully already knowing his next words. "You have to go without me."
"NO! I'm not leaving you!" She yelled helplessly.
"You have to be there for Ernie, you have to save him and be there for him...." He said sweetly taking her face into his hands comfortingly. "I'll be okay, it's too late for me now."
They kiss for the last time before Annabel runs towards the front door taking one last look at her husband before the flames consume him, he smiles and waves goodbye.
She falls onto the snow holding Bernard close to her heart. As the snowflakes dance around them once again as the house is consumed by flames, her love with them.
"I love you," Shes says one more time. "So long and goodnight my love."
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
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Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
GUARDIAN
"Never let them take the light behind your eyes. One day, I'll lose this fight. As we fade in the dark. Just remember you will always burn as bright."
The Light Behind your Eyes ~ My Chemical Romance
The Light Behind your Eyes ~ My Chemical Romance
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
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"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b
Bernard Waye | First Year | Slytherin
THROUGH THE YEARS
Future Planning
Year 1
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Bernard's first year at Hogwarts is definitely not a walk through the park. Having grown-up mostly in New Jersey where he was bullied for being a Dhampir and being different from the other pure-blooded children. He was often un-rightfully accused of trying to suck the blood of the other children. He is sent to Godric Hollow, England to live with his grandfather who cutt-off his mother for marrying a vampire and soiling the blood-line because no other magical schools accept half-breeds. His grandfather doesn't understand him and treats him strangely because of the father Bernard knows nothing about. When he arrives to hogwarts he is mostly ignored by students or overlooked, he tries to keep his heritage a secret but every once and a while it leaks. He is terrible at magic due to his heritage. He finds he is prone to fights and arguing with other students, but also finds himself meeting people who he keeps close and some others he clashes heads with. He develops a crush for fellow slytherin student @Beatrice Dupont, and the become good friends. He becomes frenemies with @Rhys Read who because they are so alike they don't get along. And finally the student he swears to protect with his life fellow dhampir, @Pandora Smith who he treats like family.
Looks: Extremely small with long black hair.
Year 2
"I am not afraid to keep on living. I am not afraid to walk this world alone. Honey, if you stay, I'll be forgiven. Nothing you can say can stop me going home."
So much as changed yet so much is the same. With a new haircut, we see a new side of Bernard as he becomes more outspoken and seems to talk more. He is coming out of his shell, it seems as if everything is going well. Bernard and his grandfather are now tolerable of each other and he has friends that'll never leave his side. Bernard continues to struggle with his feelings for @Beatrice Dupont, and may have even fallen in love with the student. His rivalry with @Rhys Read continues and he continues to protect @Pandora Smith. Suddenly it seems as if everything starts crashing down as his mother starts to date a two-faced liar who convinces that Bernard is acting out because he doesn't want another parental figure. He then uncovers that his scars were caused by flames of a fire, the same fire that burnt down their house and killed his father. He then becomes sick and learns that he has cancer, which he battles with the help of his friends and gets healthy again.
Looks: Tall for his age with short-blonde hair
Year 3
"Tell the truth and God will save you. Gravity don't mean too much to me. I'm who I've got to be. These pigs are after me, after you."
It seems strange to see Bernard in first year compared to now, going from all black to all sorts of colors. Yet he stays sweet, kind, and goofy. He lost most of his baby-fat now and finds himself to be smaller than some of his fellow students but just tall enough. Bernard may be a bit of a heartbreaker as his heart only lives for one person. Bernard finally decides to ask @Beatrice Dupont out, will his heart be broken? Or be accepted? Bernard no longer cares who knows he's Dhampir or not. But he finds his struggles aren't over He learns that the fire that his father died in was not accidental, and was purposefully done by a hunter who killed his father for being a vampire. A hunter who is still alive in Azkaban. Bernard wishes him dead which ensues more drama. But it doesn't stop there as his mother marries the two-faced liar... Emotions are strong and overruling during this year as he doesn't confide in others and his problems grow bigger, which effect the environment around him. He once again has to fight against cancer as it hits back stronger than before, he gets through it once more, seems like a pushover and easy to use.
Looks: Long red hair, smaller-than-average height
"Forget about the dirty looks. The photographs your boyfriend took. You said you read me like a book. But the pages all are torn and frayed!"
Dhampir |#941b1b