Atlas Nallum - First Year - Ravenclaw

Full Name: Atlas
House: Ravenclaw
Age: 11
Wand: 31,7 cm aspen wood and unicorn hair
School Year: 1st
Patronus: n/a
Species: Human
History/Background Story:
Atlas was orphaned as a baby, but he doesn’t think he minds much. All that he knows of his parents is that they were from Brazil, and wizards and came to England along with a criminal gang that they were part of to start a new life, baby Atlas in tow. They were all caught and extradited, so Atlas was put into the foster care system. He knows he's of wizarding blood, but unsure of how much, actually.

He didn’t think it was the worst outcome, really. His foster family was fine enough. A wizarding, pureblood family, with two Aurors for parents, and twin children who were Atlas’s age. Nacita, who wanted to be a professional quidditch player, and Rogan, who wanted to be a curse breaker. Atlas aimed higher. He knew he’d become the Minister of Magic one day. He didn’t care if it was corrupt, he could fix it.

The first time Atlas’s magic manifested itself was when he was 5, and Nacita had taken his toy Aviatomobile for her ‘quidditch match’. He made it fly into her head and then stop working all together because he was angry. She of course ran off to tell her parents, who were honestly surprised that Atlas had been the first to show magical ability.

Anyway, Atlas got along with his foster siblings for the most part. At least when they were younger. But as they grew older, they tended to want to distance themselves from him. He was always trying to overachieve, and lure in as many people as possible to orbit around him. In the family, he always felt overshadowed. He noticed how Rogan and Nacita got more gifts than he did, for their birthdays and Christmas. Every relative came to celebrate them as well, but not for him. And some kids made fun of him for being a foster child, and not really a pureblood, so he always felt like he had something to prove. He did his best to make up for it.

Prior to attending Hogwarts, Atlas was in a homeschool group with his foster siblings and some other witches and wizards their age, almost entirely purebloods.

When he received his Hogwarts letter, Atlas was ecstatic. The three letters all came in at the same time, but Atlas was the first to slide down the bannister to grab his, followed by Nacita who’d been trying to get to them first as well. Rogan was the last to follow, but Atlas was too absorbed in reading over his to care. He was ready to meet more witches and wizards and start on his ambitious path.

Finding out that he'd be in the Ravenclaw house was a bit of a disappointment for Atlas, though. He wanted Gryffindor, but he'd take Slytherin, which was where both of his foster siblings ended up. Surely they weren't more ambitious than him, somehow? The hat did acknowledge his ambition, but it had also said it wasn't his best quality. Then what was? Atlas didn't consider himself to be the most book smart, since he mostly only learned things when they'd be useful for him and not just for the sake of it. So he didn't understand the hat's decision at all, but he wouldn't let it ruin his experience.