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30 Jun 2021, 23:28
Florian LeRoy  Beauxbatons 
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Name: Florian Yves LeRoy

School: Beauxbatons

Year: Third-year

Age: 13

Birthday: December 3, 2009

Nationality: French

Blood Status: Wizard-Born
Appearance: Florian is a soft-faced, blue-eyed, and brown-haired boy. It is quite clear that he is of French descent, with his pale skin. He has an above-average build and is rather strong being the youngest of five boys, all of which loved to roughhouse and pick on their youngest sibling. He is quite fashionable, and takes pride in styling his hair, usually with gel.
Face Claim: Maxime Godart
Personality: Florian grew up as the youngest of five boys, and while his older brothers tended to pick on him, his parents spoiled him rotten. He was their precious little ‘petit garçon’ (little boy), and he got everything he wanted, and now he is always used to getting his way. When this doesn’t happen, he tends to do whatever he can to make it happen, be it good or bad. Despite this, he can be quite a charming and eloquent guy when he needs to be, able to talk himself out of certain precarious situations. He is also extremely competitive, as he aims to be the best of his siblings.
History:
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Florian was born December third, 2008 to Èdouard and Èlodie LeRoy right outside the city of Strasbourg, France. They were told this would probably be their last child, as his parents struggled to conceive him. Because of this, they were sure to spoil him and gave him whatever he wanted. He grew up a very rambunctious child, as being the smallest of five boys proved to be challenging. His older brothers were all jealous of the treatment he received and they tended to pull pranks on him until they were old enough to attend Beauxbatons themselves, leaving him alone to be swooned over by his parents. He was 4 years younger than his closest sibling, the others all being only a year or two apart.

While his parents were both brought up in the magical world, a small remnant of their distant muggle past remained, that of their parents large horse racing and training estate. In all honesty, Èdouard and Èlodie much preferred managing the estate over many of the typical magical jobs, and it had become common in France for other noble wizarding families to have a horse stationed at their training facility, in which the families would pay for the horses training and upkeep in the hopes they would win. They hired trainers from around the world to work with their numerous foals and fillies, training them for competitions all over the world, from the more local races, such as the Prix de l’Arc de Triomphe in Paris, to even some abroad, like the Kentucky Derby and the Royal Ascot. It is among these horses and racing atmosphere where Florian grew up, and his love for racing was practically bred into the boy.

Florian's first sign of magic came at age 7 when all of his siblings were home for the summer holiday. As they tended to do, his older brothers were roughhousing out in the back garden. With no rhyme or reason, they pulled Florian into the scuffle. Things started to get more and more intense and little Florian couldn't handle it anymore. He let out a large yell of anger for them to get off, and realized he had accidentally sent his brothers flying back a few feet off the ground. He was shocked. Well, perhaps that would teach them a lesson! His parents heard his yelp and ran out back to see what the commotion was. His brothers were immediately ready to tell his parents what happened, hoping to get Florian in trouble. However, nothing could ever get their precious 'petit garçon' in trouble, and, of course, they were extremely excited that all five of their boys had magic. Shortly after, Florian told his father about his interest in riding brooms. His father, unable to say no and being an avid rider himself, then took the time to personally teach Florian everything he needed to know about flying brooms.

While he loved his parents dearly, as he got older he began to feel like they were too overbearing and overprotective, so he began acting out. Breaking the rules became a new hobby of his, and he loved sneaking off with his father’s broom out into the night. He couldn’t wait to get away from them, and was elated to get his letter to Beauxbatons.

Florian was excited to attend Beauxbatons, he simply couldn’t wait to learn magic. He doubted that his siblings would be there to help him at school… his best bet was to turn on his charming demeanor to make him some friends. He did this well, as he managed to secure a spot on the Beauxbaton Broom Racing Team.

While Florian was there to learn magic and have fun, he was desperate to prove himself, and to make himself stand out from his four brothers, and especially the eldest, since he would be head of the family business. This was one of the main reasons for Florian's poor attitude and why he was constantly practicing and trying to better his skills. He was the best, he just had to show them all.

In the midst of his second year at Beauxbaton, a need for additional members on the Quidditch Team arose. Initially, Florian was hesitant about joining. How could he leave his beloved broom racing behind? However, after such a successful first season of Broom Racing, he figured it was certainly time to test his skills out on the Quidditch Pitch as the team's Seeker.
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Last edited by Starlee Kennedy on 16 Dec 2022, 22:01, edited 14 times in total.

"And the more hurt she gets, the more venomous she grows." - Emily Brontë
Abilities: Healing Sage | Comprehend Language (Parseltongue) | Advanced Casting
Hex: #408000

30 Jun 2021, 23:28
Florian LeRoy  Beauxbatons 
TRUNK
Stats:
Stamina: 7
Evasion: 9
Strength: 5
Wisdom: 10
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 12

Broom Racing Victory: +1
Dueling Victory: +1
Quidditch Victory: +1
Abilities:
1. Foulplay
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Growing up with four older brothers who were all jealous of how their parents treated you was never going to be easy. As a young child, Florian stuck to the rules, no matter what they were doing, and his brothers would make fun of him or would easily take advantage of him. His parents, however, gushed over how such a lovely ‘petit garçon’ could also be quite the charming and sweet young boy, always the one to follow his parents every whim. As he reached age 9, he was beginning to get tired of always being the center of attention in his family, as well as the overbearing attitude of his parents. Something had to be done, he simply couldn’t stand being the goody-two-shoes ‘petit garçon’ anymore.

It was then he decided he would get back at his brothers and his parents. He would break the rules. That would show his brothers he had the ability to ‘stick it’ to his parents. Maybe he could finally be friends with them. When at home being tutored by his parents before attending Beauxbatons, he decided to put his new plan in action. The fastest way to be done with his homework was to cheat… then he could do whatever he wanted. When his parents weren’t watching, he would sneakily grab the page with the homework answers out of his parent's book to copy the answers on his homework sheet, and, more often than not, he was successful at it. While his parents would be upset with him when they did catch him, they tended to blame it on other things, such as his older siblings' influence on him. This just made Florian even more upset.

He decided that his next attempt at cheating would be something big. He knew he would be playing again with his brothers soon when they came back for the summer holiday, so he began to study all sorts of ways to become better at them at broom racing… and even the best ways to get around the rules. He was almost the best of them at flying, with all of the independent instruction his father had given him, and he was ready to put it all to the test. He casually suggested that they do a race out in the forests of their large estate one day and of course, his brothers were eager to prove they were better than him. Little did they know, the track that they typically raced on had been rigged for certain things to happen, as well as smaller areas were made to fit through than his older brothers could. This took Florian an entire day to set up, but it was well worth it. Of course, Florian ended up winning and he also managed to bump a few of his brothers around some while racing. One almost hit a tree! He was extremely proud of himself and his brothers were actually proud of him for tricking them so cleverly. Oh, they would still make fun of him for sure, but Florian earned a little bit of respect that day. From that day on, Florian knew it was not quite so much about skill, but about how you bent the rules in order to win. You can always get what you want if you break the rules….

WC: 555
2. Evasive Maneuvers
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Florian had always been a tad obsessive when it came to broom racing. As a child, he would set up racing tracks around their great estate - even before he could fly on a broom. The little waddling French boy would run his way through these tracks, dodging to and fro. But when he got old enough to fly, he and his brothers wanted to actually race on brooms. Being the littlest of his brothers, he could fit through spaces they couldn’t, and he would use this to his advantage - his cheating nature already exposed. However, as he got even older, this strategy didn’t work quite so well anymore, so he had to find other ways to become better at this.

Florian was not one to fail, and so the boy spent as much of his free time as he could working on ways to increase his evasiveness. This took many different forms: boxing with friends, spending time out on the Beauxbaton racing track, and even dancing. He figured that working on his agility and flexibility would be the best way to increase his evasion. The better and quicker you could move, the easier it would be to avoid things. As time went on, he began to hone these skills, even creating an agility type practice that he had dubbed ‘Broom Tricks.’ It was a mix of dancing, acrobatics, and flying, and it was now his favorite hobby, aside from actually racing.

Broom Tricks could be done both on the ground or in flight, but the focus was on not just being quick and nimble, but understanding gravity and your surroundings almost to the point of being able to sense something before it happens. It started off as an acrobatics type show performed on the ground; he would toss his broom into the air, spinning around underneath it before catching it and immediately tossing it back up again. He would toss the broom up from his left hand, dodge quickly underneath, and then grasp it with his right, leaving no seconds to pause before beginning to twirl the broom around him, continuing to do this non-stop for as long as he could before he became tired, or before he eventually ended up dropping it.

Practicing this kind of thing over and over gave him the understanding of gravity; how as his broom would fall, he could sense it, and know where it was in relation to him, and grab it quickly. This helped in the air as well. He has a much better sense of his personal bubble, and could now glide closely to an object without touching or bumping into it at all. There were certainly still things that would shock the young boy, but he had certainly managed to improve his evasion skills.

WC: 464
3. Fearless
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If there was one thing Florian had managed to learn over his years on this planet, it was that in order to get ahead, you had to do what it takes. This was something that had been ingrained in the French Boy since he was only a toddler. What hadn’t quite managed to form in the young boy until recently was how to do this while in the face of danger without being afraid. Sure, he could cheat alongside the best of them, but he would also be concerned about the repercussions, which would then draw him away from cheating in the first place. He was tired of that feeling holding him back, and he made a vow to himself to work on fixing it.

It was easy for one to claim that they would do what it takes, but it was an entirely different thing to actually do it. This had happened multiple times. Florian would be tasked with playing a prank on one of his classmates, and, for fear of getting caught, he would end up chickening out. Florian hated this side of him. Why should he care about anyone but himself and his adoring friends and fans? They wouldn’t be sticking around much longer unless Florian could prove that he was worth their adoration, that much was sure to him.

And so, he tirelessly worked to change his ways. He would continuously put himself into precarious situations, attempting to hold no fear over the possibly terrible outcomes. Sneaking around the school after hours, almost getting caught twice? Check. Attempting to pull pranks off on his classmates, and, even a teacher? Check. Braving whatever obstacle broom racing threw his way? Check.

To Florian, it had really become a simple change in his mindset. Was the thing that you were afraid of worth the fear? It most instances, the answer was no. The only thing he had to do after that, was learn to bottle that feelling of unease, so he would never be afraid again.

His efforts culminated into one grandious event, large enough to terminate his fears forever. He hadn’t been feeling his best after not being selected for the Beauxbaton Hexwizard Champion. In fact, he had been quite torn up about the whole affair. So much so, that he lashed out at the next ball he attended.

His brothers had been there, and two of them had been goading him on all evening to prank the event. Little did they know, he had already planned something. He couldn’t help but notice the large ice sculpture that had been sitting on one of the tables in the ballroom. It was quite massive, and looked like quite the way to prove that he no longer cared what the outcomes of his actions words.

Slipping over to the corner of the room, he pulled out his wand, and muttered, “Avifors.” The ice sculpture then turned into a hoard of pigeons that began flying recklessly throughout the room. They began to attack the various large updo’s some guests had worn, some pecking at their shoes, but suffice to say that the ballroom had fallen into utter chaos. He was sure someone would think to undo the spell, and they did, yet again to everyone’s chagrin. What once was a collection of birds reformed into its earlier large ice sculpture, which fell from the ceiling, atop a couple who had been fighting off birds just moments before. The two had been hurt, but this was the wizarding world, it was nothing a bit of magic couldn't fix.

His brothers surely would be impressed, and the two that had been goading him on certainly were, however, his older brother wasn’t on the same page, having been attacked by a pigeon himself, and he set off to find their father. It didn’t matter to Florian anymore, certainly the risk had been worth it, as the room was now in complete disarray.

For better or for worse, there was now nothing holding Florian back from getting what he wanted.

WC: 675/400
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