Nevan Easton| First Year| Slytherin

Full Name: Nevan Darien Easton
Age: 11
Birthdate: July 19th, 2014
Species: Human
Status: Pure-blood
House: Slytherin
School Year: First
Sexuality: Bisexual
Nationality: English
Residence: Whitby, England
Wand: 28,4 cm cherry wood and dragon heartstring
Patronus: Unknown
Boggart: Unknown

Mental Description
He is a smart, ambitious and curious boy with a talent for reading people. He uses his knowledge to his advantage.

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Nevan is quite smart for his age, sometimes praised for his sharp mind, but not as much as some other children may be. He's ambitious and determined, working steadily towards his goals and not giving up on them. He wishes to become a powerful and intelligent wizard, one who'll be worth remembering, but he also doesn't want to be constantly talked about or famous.

He's not used to getting attention by many people at once, so he may come off as a bit awkward, quiet or even shy at times. However he also has a natural talent for reading people, picking up on their emotions and manners easily. He makes sure to alter his behaviour to that of the person he's interacting with, to make a good impression on them. If he has to be slightly cunning to do that, he won't hesitate. He can change how he acts depending on the person, and he makes sure to do that as much as possible, not that much to be liked, but more so to be respected. Disrespect is not something he enjoys dealing with.

He knows how to use his knowledge to his advantage, figuring out people's strengths and weaknesses and if necessary, using them against them. That makes him fairly confident in himself, he doesn't boast about it, but he doesn't doubt his ability to get what he wants.

At the same time, his curiosity may be considered one of his weaknesses. Even if he knows he shouldn't do something, if he's simply too curious, he will do it. He likes having as much knowledge as possible, not just to have it or because he wants to be considered smart, but because it can be a useful tool.

He isn't the loud, brash sort of ambitious, he doesn't go around telling people what he's going to achieve. Instead he's precise, patient and watchful. He'd rather win by outthinking someone rather than facing them head on, but that doesn't mean he's scared to do it if he has to.

He’s loyal, but selectively so — his trust and friendship isn't easy to earn, as he's spent most of his earlier life alone, but once someone does earn it, he'll protect them with his life.

Physical Description
He's 4'6", with pale skin, freckles, a few moles, dark eyes and dark brown hair.

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Nevan is 4'6", and is a bit slimmer than average, because he is a very picky eater. His skin is pale from spending too much time indoors. Faint freckles dot his cheeks and nose, accompanied by two or three moles visible on his face, the rest hidden underneath his clothes. His features are youthful, his face still round and smooth. His dark brown, almost black eyes are narrow and framed by long lashes. His hair is around medium length, slightly tousled, with long bangs. It's dark brown in colour. He wears a chain earring on one ear, which used to belong to his mother. She gave it to him on his 11th birthday so he'd have something of hers.

Backstory

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Nevan Easton was born on July 19th, 2014 in Easton House in Whitby, England. He was born to two pure-blood wizards, Asterin and Clement Easton. He was their first and only child.

They were a pure-blood family, proud of their heritage, but never the loud and boastful kind that flaunted their ancestry at any chance they got. Both of Nevan's parents were successful wizards. His mother was a curse-breaker at Gringotts, his father a skilled healer who studied at St. Mungo’s. They weren't well-known of famous, but they were successful enough to have a fair amount of wealth. So Nevan grew up nicely, never missing any necessities or toys. His parents would often buy him the things he wanted, so long as he behaved.

Because both of them were very big on discipline. They wanted their heir to live up to the standards of the wizarding world, especially given that he was a pure-blood. They were ambitious, both having been Slytherins in their youth, but they weren't overbearing. They just wanted him to be successful. They wanted him to be as close to perfect as he could, so he would have more job opportunities, more allies and would be able to succeed.

Nevan's childhood always had structure. From the youngest age he remembered order: daily routines, meal times that were never missed, lessons that always happen at the same time every day. It got annoying some times, too bland, too boring, and even sometimes too hard to maintain, but Nevan appreciated that order. And he still had his routines, morning and evening. He'd just have to adjust them a bit at Hogwarts.

However that didn't mean he absolutely liked all of the things in his childhood. For example, the lessons. He had nothing against the lessons themselves, he liked being prepared, but he disliked how ridiculous some of them could be, how unnecessary. They had started as soon as he could read, and while they started simple, they got harder way faster than they should have. When Nevan was younger, he'd be exhausted after his first few lessons yet sometimes still have more. It took him a while to adjust to the amount of things he had to study. And that was one of the things Nevan liked a bit less about his parents. He wished they had given him more free time.

If he had more free time, maybe he wouldn't be so isolated. Nevan grew up spending most of his time in Easton House, where there weren't any people he could interact with in a friendly manner. He spent some time with his parents, yes, but both of them were busy people, which meant they often had to leave him to the care of his tutors or the house elf, Hibsy.

He wasn't friends with anyone in his neighborhood, there weren't many children who lived nearby, even less magical. But he did still know a few kids. His parents would sometimes arrange meetings with nearby wizarding families, small tea gatherings where children were expected to sit politely and exchange a few stiff words. Nevan found these moments awkward at first, as he was not used to the easy laughter of children who had siblings, nor the casual teasing that seemed to occur between them. But he was a sharp observer. He watched the way they spoke, the way they smiled, the way their expressions shifted when they were bored, or amused. And he learned to adapt.

He found that he had a knack for reading people, understanding what they were feeling. And he also discovered he had a knack for making them believe he was feeling something similar, or something that suited their emotions. If they were upset, even over something small, he'd be sympathetic. If they were angry, he'd be calm and empathetic, or he would let them take out their anger until they calmed, depending on what he thought would work better on the specific person. He wasn't emotionless, he felt things just as much as others, and sometimes the feelings he showed were real, but he never showed them if he thought they wouldn't be well-recieved, if they would cause him problems.

But even so, he was lonely. A few meetings didn't change how little interaction he had with children. But he learned to accept that, and he found he enjoyed being alone. It gave him more time to work on his ambitions, with no distractions. His parents set their expectations high, but they praised him when he succeeded. That's probably something that influenced his determination. He liked being praised. He didn't need many people's attention, he just needed his parents' praise and them to be proud of him, which he knew they were. So he made sure he'd never disappoint them, and set his mind on achieving his desires.

From his mother, Nevan inherited his curiosity. From his father, Nevan got his patience and pragmatism. His mother taught him that knowledge was power, and his father taught him that he needed precision and restraint to achieve the best results, that he shouldn't just be careless when he learned magic.

His parents instilled in him that success was not something he could stumbled upon by luck. It was something he had to work toward, carefully, deliberately, and with determination.

His Hogwarts letter was expected, and he was prepared for it. His parents were proud of him when he received it, and they made sure to remind him to focus on his studies and to not care what house he was in, so long as he worked towards his goals.

First Instance of Magic

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The first time he accidentally used magic was when he was around 5 years old. One of his tutors, a stern, no-nonsense wizard, was quizzing him on the very basics of magical theory that pure-blood children learn. He asked question after question, giving him no time to recover from his answers and pressuring him to not make mistakes. Usually, Nevan thrived under pressure, but this time he stumbled over one of his answers. Then got the next one wrong.

His tutor seemed disappointed, mumbling something about 'wasted potential', and Nevan got mad, his hands clenching at his sides both because he was embarrassed and because he didn't want to disappoint his parents. And even more, he hated someone thinking that he wasn't good enough. It frustrated him. He was glaring at his tutor with as much anger as his small body could fit. He couldn't handle the idea of being a disappointment, of wasting his potential and not being able to pursue his goals.

The heavy quill in his tutor's hand suddenly shattered, the book on the desk by him flying open to the exact page that held the answer he had gotten wrong.
Nevan hadn't meant to do it, but he didn't apologise. He was proud of himself, because not only had he done magic, but his magic had proved a point.

When his parents heard about it, they were proud of him as well. And they got him a new tutor once he asked.