Full Name: Aaron George
House: Ravenclaw
Age: 11
Wand: 29,7 cm, cherry wood, and dragon heartstring
School Year: 1st
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
History/Background Story: On the second day of December, Sarah George gave birth to her new son, Aaron, in the busy world of London. As the young wife of an enterprising business man, James, who spent the majority of his time overseas, she was quite worried about her ability to be an adequate mother.

Despite Sarah's worries, Aaron had a fairly good childhood. He became a sweet little boy with soft dark hair and startling blue eyes. Though he was quiet, he possessed a great deal of wisdom and was quite curious about almost everything. His mother loved him dearly and his father, though mostly absent, provided more than enough money for the family to live in comfort. When he was three, his mother gave birth to a baby girl, Breanna, who became his very best friend as the two siblings grew together in a relaxed London suburb.

Hardly anything remarkable happened to Aaron during his youth. However, there was a small incident on Christmas Day just after his tenth birthday. When none of his gifts included the newfangled drone he desperately wanted, Aaron threw a bit of a tantrum. In the wake of his anger, every bit of crumpled wrapping paper shredded itself into a million tiny shards that flew out in every direction.

On his eleventh birthday, a letter came for him from Hogwarts. Upon seeing the letter, his mother squealed with delight and admitted that she was, in fact, descended from a pureblood family in the wizarding world. Conner was shocked (and understandably so, as he was raised a Muggle), but was quite excited to attend Hogwarts and learn all about magic.