Finnegan Gaffney | First Year | Hufflepuff
About
Full Name: Elowen “Finnegan” Demi Gaffney
House: Hufflepuff
Birthday: Febuary 2nd 2014 (Eleven)
School Year: First Year
Species: Working on that will update once accepted.
Bloodline: Muggle-Born (May change once species is updated)
Physical Description:
Finnegan stands at 4’5” being shorter than most his age. He has shining copper hair, unruly and held in a small ponytail, sometimes he’ll put flowers in his hair, either by a woven flower crown or just sticking a few through his curls. Parts of it have been bleached by a mix of sun and sea water as he lived by the ocean for a majority of his life. His skin, regardless of being out in the sun for a long portion of his life, is fairly pale, instead of tanned his face, shoulder and legs happen to be covered with freckles. His eyes are a hazel green color, like emerald embedded with gold flecks. He also wears gold rimmed glasses. Not out of pure necessity as they are not prescription. They have transition lenses and were a gift from his aunt, it's purely aesthetic.
Mental Description:
Finnegan is a sweet boy. He can be a bit of an over-thinker, but he's very big on talking things out with people and making sure everyone is happy. He really enjoys the outdoors and can often be found writing fiction in a little notebook, or writing about his day in a diary while sprawled out in the sand or grass. He has an interest in learning to bake as that was his mother’s job and something she did a lot at home when he was younger.
History/Background Story:
Finnegan spent most of his life with his mom, Faye Gaffney, and dad, Gideon Gaffney, in a seaside town in Ireland. His mom was a stay at home mom who would homeschool him and such. His dad worked with boats. He cleaned them, fixed them and everything. Finnegan grew up as a girl for the first seven years of his life, as that is what he was born as. However, his mother, who has a trans sister, caught him looking over at more boyish clothing. She thought nothing of it for a while, more so keeping it in the back of her mind, assuming Finnegan was likely a tomboy. Something his father would incessantly tease him about. It wasn't long until he told his mother how much he didn't like the teasing, she raised him to speak to her about things that made him upset and to set boundaries with people. One night a few months after he turned six he asked his mom. "Why does papa want me to be all girly? I'm not a big fan of all that stuff." His mom didn't really want to assume so she skirted around the question, testing the waters here and there by asking, "Does it make you happier to appear boyish?" She would also get a few boyish clothing articles and toys during holidays the next few years. Finnegan's father would question his wife, and all she would say is that she was giving him opinions, and the space to be more boyish, it could be a phase since there weren't that many younger girls in town his age at the time. It's not until another round of teasing where Finnegan exclaims, "What if I want to be a boy?" From then on his father seems to change, he becomes distant, his teasing becomes nagging, but his mother gives him the choice. To present as he chooses. She helps him pick out his name, styles his hair differently, and even starts referring to him as her son. This didn't really go well with his father. He was upset, thinking that his wife is forcing this upon him. "What if it's just a phase Faye? What if she changes her mind." To which she responded, "If he changes his mind later on down the line, that's fine. But you see that spark in his eye when the lady who owns the bookstore calls him a young lad? How he holds himself around the other kids in this small town? Let him be a kid dear. If he decides to go back to being Elowen, then so be it, but right now, it's Finnegan." His father still didn't care all that much. He and his wife ended up drifting and his nagging towards Finnegan ended up in arguments more often than not. His mother decided to leave. When Finnegan was around 9 they moved to a small town near London, to stay with his aunt, his mother's older sister. She welcomed the little man and her younger sister with a warm heart and for the next year Finnegan's mom picked up a nice job at a nearby cafe. Finnegan ended up loving it, one because she started baking again, and two because his grandparents owned it. He'd drop by there everyday after school to do homework before her shift ended, then they would both walk home, or some days stay out a little later at a park.
Instances of Wandless Magic:
Finnegan's first instance of wandless magic was when he was around four. Him and mother were on the shore, Finnegan was going about collecting seashells and sand dollars for her as today they were pretty much everywhere, he'd swear this was the most shells he's seen before in his life, which made him so excited to go over the shells he found with his mom later before bed. He ended up finding a piece of a pretty shell. His mother does crafts so if he could find all the pieces she'd probably be able to make something really nice. He does just that, putting all the little pieces in his bucket and running up to his mom after his dad called out for dinner. The shells were forgotten for the time being, left by the door until after dinner his mom found the shell in the bucket all in one piece she called out to her child to applaud him on finding such a nice shell. He thanks his mom for fixing it, assuming that's why it's all in one piece. When in reality his excitement about collecting shells and such for his mother gave him the slight ability to mend shells that he has most of the pieces of. He doesn't mind broken shells, in fact he prefers the pretty ones to be broken most of the time, because then his mother can make some mosaics with them. There were a few other occasions of wandless magic after this, like accidentally changing all of his father's fancy ties pink after a particular bout of nagging and teasing from him, which really upset Finnegan.
Things are subject to be reworded, edited and added.
Full Name: Elowen “Finnegan” Demi Gaffney
House: Hufflepuff
Birthday: Febuary 2nd 2014 (Eleven)
School Year: First Year
Species: Working on that will update once accepted.
Bloodline: Muggle-Born (May change once species is updated)
Physical Description:
Finnegan stands at 4’5” being shorter than most his age. He has shining copper hair, unruly and held in a small ponytail, sometimes he’ll put flowers in his hair, either by a woven flower crown or just sticking a few through his curls. Parts of it have been bleached by a mix of sun and sea water as he lived by the ocean for a majority of his life. His skin, regardless of being out in the sun for a long portion of his life, is fairly pale, instead of tanned his face, shoulder and legs happen to be covered with freckles. His eyes are a hazel green color, like emerald embedded with gold flecks. He also wears gold rimmed glasses. Not out of pure necessity as they are not prescription. They have transition lenses and were a gift from his aunt, it's purely aesthetic.
Mental Description:
Finnegan is a sweet boy. He can be a bit of an over-thinker, but he's very big on talking things out with people and making sure everyone is happy. He really enjoys the outdoors and can often be found writing fiction in a little notebook, or writing about his day in a diary while sprawled out in the sand or grass. He has an interest in learning to bake as that was his mother’s job and something she did a lot at home when he was younger.
History/Background Story:
Finnegan spent most of his life with his mom, Faye Gaffney, and dad, Gideon Gaffney, in a seaside town in Ireland. His mom was a stay at home mom who would homeschool him and such. His dad worked with boats. He cleaned them, fixed them and everything. Finnegan grew up as a girl for the first seven years of his life, as that is what he was born as. However, his mother, who has a trans sister, caught him looking over at more boyish clothing. She thought nothing of it for a while, more so keeping it in the back of her mind, assuming Finnegan was likely a tomboy. Something his father would incessantly tease him about. It wasn't long until he told his mother how much he didn't like the teasing, she raised him to speak to her about things that made him upset and to set boundaries with people. One night a few months after he turned six he asked his mom. "Why does papa want me to be all girly? I'm not a big fan of all that stuff." His mom didn't really want to assume so she skirted around the question, testing the waters here and there by asking, "Does it make you happier to appear boyish?" She would also get a few boyish clothing articles and toys during holidays the next few years. Finnegan's father would question his wife, and all she would say is that she was giving him opinions, and the space to be more boyish, it could be a phase since there weren't that many younger girls in town his age at the time. It's not until another round of teasing where Finnegan exclaims, "What if I want to be a boy?" From then on his father seems to change, he becomes distant, his teasing becomes nagging, but his mother gives him the choice. To present as he chooses. She helps him pick out his name, styles his hair differently, and even starts referring to him as her son. This didn't really go well with his father. He was upset, thinking that his wife is forcing this upon him. "What if it's just a phase Faye? What if she changes her mind." To which she responded, "If he changes his mind later on down the line, that's fine. But you see that spark in his eye when the lady who owns the bookstore calls him a young lad? How he holds himself around the other kids in this small town? Let him be a kid dear. If he decides to go back to being Elowen, then so be it, but right now, it's Finnegan." His father still didn't care all that much. He and his wife ended up drifting and his nagging towards Finnegan ended up in arguments more often than not. His mother decided to leave. When Finnegan was around 9 they moved to a small town near London, to stay with his aunt, his mother's older sister. She welcomed the little man and her younger sister with a warm heart and for the next year Finnegan's mom picked up a nice job at a nearby cafe. Finnegan ended up loving it, one because she started baking again, and two because his grandparents owned it. He'd drop by there everyday after school to do homework before her shift ended, then they would both walk home, or some days stay out a little later at a park.
Instances of Wandless Magic:
Finnegan's first instance of wandless magic was when he was around four. Him and mother were on the shore, Finnegan was going about collecting seashells and sand dollars for her as today they were pretty much everywhere, he'd swear this was the most shells he's seen before in his life, which made him so excited to go over the shells he found with his mom later before bed. He ended up finding a piece of a pretty shell. His mother does crafts so if he could find all the pieces she'd probably be able to make something really nice. He does just that, putting all the little pieces in his bucket and running up to his mom after his dad called out for dinner. The shells were forgotten for the time being, left by the door until after dinner his mom found the shell in the bucket all in one piece she called out to her child to applaud him on finding such a nice shell. He thanks his mom for fixing it, assuming that's why it's all in one piece. When in reality his excitement about collecting shells and such for his mother gave him the slight ability to mend shells that he has most of the pieces of. He doesn't mind broken shells, in fact he prefers the pretty ones to be broken most of the time, because then his mother can make some mosaics with them. There were a few other occasions of wandless magic after this, like accidentally changing all of his father's fancy ties pink after a particular bout of nagging and teasing from him, which really upset Finnegan.
Things are subject to be reworded, edited and added.
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