Ash Andwiltz Durmstrang

Name: Ash Andwiltz
School: Durmstrang
Year: Second
Age:11
Appearance: Dark Green eyes, pale skin, Brown hair. Quite little, for his age at Albania. His normal wear would be jeans, boots, big soft coats (because of the weather at Albania) and he wears glasses when he is at class.

Personality: He is a shy boy, intelligent, and scared of mostly anything, absolutely serious, does not like pranks, jokes or anything

History: Ash Andwiltz has been separated from his family since he was 5 years old. Why? Because first, his mother was killed, or lost, nobody knows. And his father? Well, his arrogant parent had moved away of him only when he had 5 years of life. To Ash, his family is only his Grandparents, clearly kind and loving to him.
When Ash, a true pure blood, was sure that he was going to be invited to Drumstrang, but most of all, he was scared. Of course, the place were Grinderwald, the already battled Dark wizard, came to that school. that made him cringe.
He didn't have his first sign of magic until he was eight years old, but before that happened, he was in desperate need of someone to help him control his anger. Ash hadn't found it yet, and you could ask, didn't he had any friends? No, Ash didn't have friends to have fun with, or to talk to.
He had tried, of course, but he was so little and fragile, unlike the other kids of his age there, that they all laughed. That was one of Ash's most difficult memories.
When he was seven years old, the little boy wasn't any taller at all. Or he hadn't changed his fear for Dark Wizards or magic. Still, no signs of magic in him, made him think that it wouldn't ever happen. Half good half bad, right?

At eight years old, Ash already had his first sign of magic at last. He had been waiting and loathing this day all his life.
Let me explain; Ash had been in the kitchen, when he was quarreling with his grandfather:
"You naughty boy! Look what you've done! It was my wand!" the grandfather said, as Ash sat there, trembling. Seeing his grandfather act like that was odd, of course.
"B-but gramps, I-I didn't do it on purpose" said the boy, his voice trembling.
The old man was red, with anger, but his head seemed to be exploding as they quarreled.
Ash's grandmother was at the verge of tears, her lip shaking.
When at least half an hour passed, that was the time we've all been waiting for.
"AND I ASK MYSELF WHAT YOUR FATHER WOULDVE SAID!!!" said the grandfather, of course, it had just escaped him.
Two seconds passed, and the tablecloth was lit on fire, green fire, and at the second, the grandmother casted a Extinguish charm just in time. Crying, Ash went to his room.

Three years passed, normal as it could be. The grandfather, of course, had buyed a new wand, and all was forgiven.
August 27th arrived, and Ash had finally received his letter to Drumstrang. Now, Ash's life had or will have to change. Maybe he has made friends there, or maybe not. But he knows,mthat someday, he will have to push his fears away.

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Ash Andwiltz Statistics

STA||8
EVA||6
STR||6
WIS||10
ARC P||3
ACC||7

Abilities:

Terrible Presence

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Over the years, Ash has discovered that he has a ability that nobody would want. The Abilty of a terrible presence. He lacks creativity, he is quiet, he keeps his thoughts too himself, he can be creepy when he wants too, he lurks through the shadows at school, he is always alone, has only a few friends, and more...he is disliked by many people in this world. Including, lots of his grandparents friends. Also family.When his father decided to abandon him, Ash became shy. Even more shy than most kids his age, and became more ugly faced than handsome. Yes, he did have his handsome features, but his lips were always shut tight into a straight line. As thought he had never smiled before. He kept his thought to himself, and stopped talking for some time, until his voice became more of a murmur, and then, became for of a cunning spat. His grandparents were concerned about him, like very loving parent would, and thought it was a trauma he had developed over the years, because of losing his parents, his father leaving him, and his mother dead. All of them gone. Nowhere to be seen by the green eyes of Ash Andwiltz.

The boy became incredibly silent, and his teachers, when he attended Drumstrang, became more concerned and also, impressed. Most of the children his age were very noisy and talkative, and didn't attend most of the classes (skipped them, for a better word) but he was very, very silent. After some time, over his second year at Drumstrang, Ash became ill for some time, and had to go to his grandparents parents, to their manor that his father had left them, until Ash was more mature and responsible (and reached the age of maturity). He slept for hours, even tho it was a slightly less than usual pneumonia, that was cured immediately, by magic. He cried a lot, to be honest, but also laughed more than usual (secretly, when reading a Muggle comic book that he loved, or when his grandfather told jokes to him, to make him feel better) and he became more of a normal child than before. His grandparents were glad for him, to see him smile more than usual, in his daily life. That made them smile more than before, and loosed each time more sadness of the loss their daughter. But that is not the end of it my friends.

You see, Ash wasn't very social with people that weren't his grandparents or his special friend and guardian, Hanzo. So he mostly liked to ignore them, or not to talk to them when he had to stand before them. He was even scared of shaking their hand, and mostly did not want to participate to the social parties his grandparents hosted, or went to. He preferred to go to his room, and caress his lovely insect that he had, locked in a cage. (And that was terrible too, a habit that he had, was to collect insects that survived the ugly winter in his native country.). So, one day, his grandparents were hosting a come together party that he himself did not want to attend. His grandparents had coaxed him and forced him to come, and he finally accepted, tho not being in the mood (he never was) for big family parties like this. But he didn't want to disappoint his grandparents, so he put on his best suit, and went to the party that was taking place in the Andwiltz Manor's Great Hall.

He took a deep breath, smoothed his suit, and went in with his best face: a straight line on his lips and a face that showed not emotion.
He was seating on the ground, his face tiring because of so much excitement, and faces looking at him in disgust. He was already pouring up his ability that nobody liked. That would immediately let him go to his cozy room upstairs. He looked at a particularly calming gentleman that was smiling at him warmly, and Ash couldn't help thinking that he was a very good man. But he replied to his smile with his eyes widening and looking onto the ground. How terrible he was. But what was he going to do anyways? He wasn't going to glare at him. But he couldn't smile. He was emotionless.
Some time passed, and then, his grandmother called him. Ash froze. The man that was smiling at him before was with a very serious face, pointing at him, and....expecting something from him? Ah couldn't understand, but his grandmother's smile reassured him, and he too, a deep breath and went.
'Well, I can see that your little grandson his growing Mrs. Comb.' the man said, his warm smile back to his face. ' Ain't ya?' he looked down to Ash, expecting a smile from the boy, but Ash looked at him seriously and didn't say anything. How terrible he was. And the man...he was English. His father was English, and he disliked his father. He was scared of him. The man was trying to make more conversation, but Ash didn't move. Or smiled. Or talked. He sat there, ignoring the man. And Ash did not know, the man did not like to be ignored. Even less by a child. 'I expected your child to be more talkative Hjørdis!' the old man finally exclaimed, for he was bursting out with anger. He was trying to make conversation with the new Andwiltz boy, and he had ignored him completely. The man was so angry, that, he went, leaving the woman, Ash's grandmother in shock. After that, Ash went to his room, but didn't go to laugh. Or sleep. He had a terrible presence. And he disliked that.

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Ash Andwiltz

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