Simon Belanger Ilvermorny

Name: Simon Belanger
Age: 14
School Year: 4^th
House: Pukwudgie
Race: Human
Blood Status: Muggle-born

Appearance: Despite standing at an impressive 5'10" and still growing, Simon is a scrawny, awkward-looking teen. He can never make his hair stand down, his clothes somehow always end up looking mussed, and he often trips over his own feet due to not yet being used to his height. With dark hair and dark eyes, he doesn't really have any defining features and would describe himself as a 'fairly average Joe,' which suits him just fine since he can get away with pranks if he doesn't have a memorable face.

Personality: If there was one thing Simon's upbringing taught him, it was that the wise words of Bear Grylls are words to live by: Improvise. Adapt. Overcome. Maybe not the part about drinking your own piss, but the rest of it for sure. To keep his sanity in the dangerous, crazy household he lived in, there was only thing he could do: develop the ultimate sense of humour.

Sarcasm, subtly offensive facial expressions, pranks to annoy the hell out of everyone he meets... He has it all. He's smart enough to come up with some pretty elaborate practical jokes, but unfortunately he's usually too busy goofing off in class for his brains to get him anywhere. His only saving grace comes from the fact that he's able to deliver sincere, convoluted apologies that often make people confused enough that their anger dies off by the time they're going to decide his punishment for his latest prank.

Deep down, he's a nice guy. Sometimes on the surface, too - he sticks up for 'losers,' would never do a prank that would genuinely hurt someone, and doesn't like seeing people left out. If you manage to catch him alone when he's not with his group of jokesters, you'd also find that he has the capacity to not act like an immature arse. Sure, if his antics led to a physical fight he'd be the first one to go running the other way, but he'd try to drag his friends with him so they got out of the situation as well.

History: Picture this: a nice, quiet Canadian farm that sells Jersey cow milk and chicken eggs at a premium price. There's a nice little hockey rink in the back field, a Border Collie named Lucky to help herd cows, and that one goddamn rooster that crows every day at five in the morning. It's annoying as hell, but at least it wakes you up in time to get your farm chores done before you run off to school to toss a freezing baseball across the yard with your friends and then get dragged by said friends to the senior girls' picnic bench to try to glean the secrets of women.

Sounds pretty nice, right? It would be. If you didn't already know the secrets of women (that they're all insane), have to get picked up by a souped up Porsche at the end of school (it'll be a different jackass  and different car driving next week because Alexis will get bored), and come home only to spend your time dodging makeovers, dress-up, and the age old question of 'Do you think this looks cute?' (it doesn't, Mandy, but you'd better not say that).

In short, life would've been infinitely better for Simon Belanger if he wasn't the youngest sibling of six girls. Whoever had told Carla Belanger that she should 'keep trying until you have a boy!' deserved to die painfully and choking on those words.

Growing up was mostly an exercise in learning where not to be at what times. Simon spent the first few sentient years of his life trying to stick with his father until he learned that the man was a total pushover who agreed with the age-old adage that a happy wife was a happy life. Since there was no way in hell Simon was going to treat his sisters with the respect and mindfulness his mother was always preaching about, he developed an intimate relationship with avoidance and the fine art of annoying the hell out of his sisters so they left him alone.

School became his refuge to get out of a house where screaming matches over the bathroom were common, and he decided from day one to be a trouble-making unpopular kid to combat his sisters' statuses as goddesses of the school. It had the advantages of being really fun and also annoying his sisters even more, since they claimed he was cute and could, like, totally be friends with the sports crew of elementary school.

Yeah, not happening. What was happening as he grew older, apparently, was magic. No, not that kind; puberty is a forbidden subject for a boy in a household of girls. Real, true magic, like Violet waking up with green hair for a week after she accidentally broke his model airplane, then laughed instead of apologized when he cried got upset. At first the girls blamed it on his natural pranking tendencies, but after seeing a hamburger floating across the yard to the bushes he'd been hiding in to avoid being put in a dress, they had to believe.

There was a lot of arguing about where it came from and the consequences, but when the letter from Ilvermorny came in they realized that there was a whole world out there no one had known about. Impressively, they didn't tell anyone. Even when Simon ran around the house screaming triumphantly that he'd be able to leave the nuthouse for almost an entire year.

It's been four years since then, and life is going swimmingly well (besides Simon's grades, though he hasn't failed...yet). Learning magic is the best thing that's ever happened, and Simon can't wait until he's old enough to use it for pranks out in the Muggle world. He really hasn't matured since then, but there's no need for that just now. The only thing is that sometimes the school feels a little quiet without the shrieking of six girls and the hundreds of annoying hair-ruffles he gets every time he's eating breakfast at home.

Don't tell his sisters that, though. 

Accepted

It would be astonishing to have magic spontaneously appear in a muggle family because "magic is like totally not like... real" but it totes is. There would have been quite a bit of hub bub about those weird happenstances, the letter a confirmation. Well, a leap in logic because he was being admitted to a "special school" for "special children" such as him. 

Once he left, mentions of what made him different was never really communicated... because it was forgotten. His sisters, likely an unchanging presence and deterrent. As far as they truly know, he was sent to an art school of some sort. Considering his trickster nature, strange unexplained happenstances can be attributed to deviant nature (and often is). It is a lot of work hiding a student's wizard-nature from their family, kids being rebellious (and a bit dumb) they are not in on the ruse, not yet in any case. Yet many students by this point are starting to catch on or misappropriate their distance on their wizarding heritage. 

When it is time to go back home, opportunities spring up for students. Well, the muggle-borns and half-muggle that is... opportunities to be cultured. Trips to wizard places their muggle parents would never know about or be able to access. Chances to learn about the fantastic nature of their world.