Jordan Niveo, First Year, Ravenclaw
"Research is formalized curiosity. It is poking and prying with a purpose." - Zora Neale Hurston
About Me
Full Name: Jordan Val Niveo
Pronouns: They/Them
House: Ravenclaw
Year: First-Year
Birthday: 12 November 2010
Age: 12
Sexuality: Pansexual
Wand: 23.1 cm hornbeam wood and dragon heartstring
Species: Human
Life Before Hogwarts:
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Jordan spent most of their time growing up researching the various interests they had. When they were at school, they only had one close friend, but they did enjoy companionship from their soccer team after school hours. Jordan's mother insisted on them being well-rounded, so they were also enrolled in violin lessons from a young age. Jordan never knew about the wizarding world, as they are muggleborn, but the evidence that something was special about them was obvious to their parents early on. It wasn't until a Hogwarts professor came knocking on their door that Jordan had any idea, though. Now, Jordan has vowed to learn anything and everything about the wizarding world so they can use their new-found abilities to help others.
Jordan's best friend in the world was one miss Anne-Marie Deluthe. She was Jordan's same age, and she lived just two doors away. They spent many days at one another's homes between sleepovers, homework help, and generally having fun together. Unfortunately, Jordan hadn't had any other real friends growing up, just other people who liked hanging out with Anne-Marie. When Anne-Marie moved away last summer, it marked a darker time for Jordan, and they found themselves spending lunchtimes in teacher's classrooms instead of out on the schoolyard to avoid the loneliness of being friendless in an institution of peers.
At home, Jordan was well-loved by their parents. Linda and Bruce were the kindest parents someone could ask for. They supported Jordan's many different hobbies as they came and went, investing time and money into various projects. When Jordan approached them about using only they/them pronouns, Linda and Bruce never batted an eye. They started trying immediately to affirm Jordan's identity, and they always make sure that wherever they are, whoever they're around, Jordan's safety and security are top priority. They were anxious to allow Jordan to leave to Hogwarts, but were convinced thanks to the authority and calmness of the visiting Professor who introduced them to Jordan's magical prowess. It was upon meeting this Professor that they remembered an instance that must have been Jordan's first time using magic:
Sitting in their highchair, surrounded by goop and globs of whatever their mum had been trying to feed them, Jordan was fussing up a storm. In fact, they were basically throwing a tantrum to end all tantrums, all because Jordan could not physically tell their mother to get the goop off of the third toe on their left foot. Their mother had left the kitchen to answer the doorbell, and Jordan had managed to cover themselves in the mush in the split-second that she was gone.
It was an absolutely abominable feeling, and nothing could ever be worse in the entire world of existence. Luckily, something about this fit persuaded reality to change, and Jordan was suddenly cleaned up in an instant. When their mother came back in the room to get them out of their highchair, she complimented Jordan on finishing their mashed peas on their own - and with no mess, either!
Jordan's best friend in the world was one miss Anne-Marie Deluthe. She was Jordan's same age, and she lived just two doors away. They spent many days at one another's homes between sleepovers, homework help, and generally having fun together. Unfortunately, Jordan hadn't had any other real friends growing up, just other people who liked hanging out with Anne-Marie. When Anne-Marie moved away last summer, it marked a darker time for Jordan, and they found themselves spending lunchtimes in teacher's classrooms instead of out on the schoolyard to avoid the loneliness of being friendless in an institution of peers.
At home, Jordan was well-loved by their parents. Linda and Bruce were the kindest parents someone could ask for. They supported Jordan's many different hobbies as they came and went, investing time and money into various projects. When Jordan approached them about using only they/them pronouns, Linda and Bruce never batted an eye. They started trying immediately to affirm Jordan's identity, and they always make sure that wherever they are, whoever they're around, Jordan's safety and security are top priority. They were anxious to allow Jordan to leave to Hogwarts, but were convinced thanks to the authority and calmness of the visiting Professor who introduced them to Jordan's magical prowess. It was upon meeting this Professor that they remembered an instance that must have been Jordan's first time using magic:
Sitting in their highchair, surrounded by goop and globs of whatever their mum had been trying to feed them, Jordan was fussing up a storm. In fact, they were basically throwing a tantrum to end all tantrums, all because Jordan could not physically tell their mother to get the goop off of the third toe on their left foot. Their mother had left the kitchen to answer the doorbell, and Jordan had managed to cover themselves in the mush in the split-second that she was gone.
It was an absolutely abominable feeling, and nothing could ever be worse in the entire world of existence. Luckily, something about this fit persuaded reality to change, and Jordan was suddenly cleaned up in an instant. When their mother came back in the room to get them out of their highchair, she complimented Jordan on finishing their mashed peas on their own - and with no mess, either!
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Jordan Niveo, First Year, Ravenclaw
Photo Book“If we knew what we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?” - Albert Einstein
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