Shen Lee - First Year - Slytherin
Full name: Shen Kai Lee
House: Slytherin
Age: Eleven
Wand: Cherry Wood and Dragon Heartstring; 21,0 cm
School Year: First Year
Species: Human
History:
Born the ides of March, right as the majestic moon dipped passed the horizon of the silvery sea, Shen was born and brought up to achieve great things. People often describe people as having grown up with a silver spoon in their mouths, but for Shen this was his reality. His daily life had been dictated for him the moment he breathed his first, and a large part of what would happen before he breathed his last was also decided. His father, or dear papa as he would call him, the great Theodore Kent Lee managed and owned a large corporation built up by his family's older generations over the years, stretching far into the past, that negotiated between wizard born and muggles, helping with financial transactions, blending in with muggle life, and everything in between. His father had married quite young through a marriage arrangement with his mother, Akari Nakamura, almost as soon as he stepped out of Hogwarts as a graduate. Both families had legacies of magic stretching throughout history, and both parents were adept and well taught in magic. The marriage had been planned for years, and Shen was the result of the two families' planning.
Raised to be the heir to his father's empire, but to carry on the grace of the Nakamura lineage, his childhood was filled with happiness but rigid scheduling. The family mansion in South Kensington, would have been the picturesque home for many a imaginative young man, and he was allowed to live it. The acres upon acres of lawn were dotted by oaks, pines, yews, and birches, each one placed in as eye pleasing of a place as possible. Flower bushes of magnificent size, small ponds filled with koi, fountains, and statues dotted the landscape. A small stone garden flowed through the scenery, perfectly maintained by the house elves, and just within view of the tea room. Every room within the mansion was spacious and well decorated, from masterwork paintings to well stuffed animals, everything's purpose was fulfilled, be it aesthetic or necessity.
Shen's childhood here was filled with fond memories of equestrian lessons, tea parties in the park on the far side of the lawn, and many a sunny afternoon spent reading on the pillowy emerald green grass, but even happy childhoods were filled with work. From his birth, his loyal house elf Jacques had been by his side, a ever loyal personal butler, keeping track of his young master's schedule, his wardrobe, and hobbies. Jacques had shuttled him from etiquette lessons, to history lessons, to piano lessons, flower arrangement, to tea ceremony, corporate meetings with his father, to culture lessons with his mother. He was to be the heir, and nature was definitely not enough, he was to be nurtured, groomed, and perfected before he rose to authority.
It had been at an afternoon tea when his magic first flared, a few weeks after he had just turned 10. The evening sunlight had been streaming into the veranda in the back yard through the large windows overlooking the small idealistic stone garden. Shen had invited quite a few friends over to spend some time, but when muggles and purebloods mix, the result has never been truly beneficial. As the party became more and more raucous, the tingling sensation within him grew stronger and stronger till it popped, and pop it did. All of the china, Sweese Porcelain mind you, popped and shattered and silence reigned within the Lee household. At least he knew he was wizard, now to become the best he could at it.
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.
House: Slytherin
Age: Eleven
Wand: Cherry Wood and Dragon Heartstring; 21,0 cm
School Year: First Year
Species: Human
History:
Born the ides of March, right as the majestic moon dipped passed the horizon of the silvery sea, Shen was born and brought up to achieve great things. People often describe people as having grown up with a silver spoon in their mouths, but for Shen this was his reality. His daily life had been dictated for him the moment he breathed his first, and a large part of what would happen before he breathed his last was also decided. His father, or dear papa as he would call him, the great Theodore Kent Lee managed and owned a large corporation built up by his family's older generations over the years, stretching far into the past, that negotiated between wizard born and muggles, helping with financial transactions, blending in with muggle life, and everything in between. His father had married quite young through a marriage arrangement with his mother, Akari Nakamura, almost as soon as he stepped out of Hogwarts as a graduate. Both families had legacies of magic stretching throughout history, and both parents were adept and well taught in magic. The marriage had been planned for years, and Shen was the result of the two families' planning.
Raised to be the heir to his father's empire, but to carry on the grace of the Nakamura lineage, his childhood was filled with happiness but rigid scheduling. The family mansion in South Kensington, would have been the picturesque home for many a imaginative young man, and he was allowed to live it. The acres upon acres of lawn were dotted by oaks, pines, yews, and birches, each one placed in as eye pleasing of a place as possible. Flower bushes of magnificent size, small ponds filled with koi, fountains, and statues dotted the landscape. A small stone garden flowed through the scenery, perfectly maintained by the house elves, and just within view of the tea room. Every room within the mansion was spacious and well decorated, from masterwork paintings to well stuffed animals, everything's purpose was fulfilled, be it aesthetic or necessity.
Shen's childhood here was filled with fond memories of equestrian lessons, tea parties in the park on the far side of the lawn, and many a sunny afternoon spent reading on the pillowy emerald green grass, but even happy childhoods were filled with work. From his birth, his loyal house elf Jacques had been by his side, a ever loyal personal butler, keeping track of his young master's schedule, his wardrobe, and hobbies. Jacques had shuttled him from etiquette lessons, to history lessons, to piano lessons, flower arrangement, to tea ceremony, corporate meetings with his father, to culture lessons with his mother. He was to be the heir, and nature was definitely not enough, he was to be nurtured, groomed, and perfected before he rose to authority.
It had been at an afternoon tea when his magic first flared, a few weeks after he had just turned 10. The evening sunlight had been streaming into the veranda in the back yard through the large windows overlooking the small idealistic stone garden. Shen had invited quite a few friends over to spend some time, but when muggles and purebloods mix, the result has never been truly beneficial. As the party became more and more raucous, the tingling sensation within him grew stronger and stronger till it popped, and pop it did. All of the china, Sweese Porcelain mind you, popped and shattered and silence reigned within the Lee household. At least he knew he was wizard, now to become the best he could at it.
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.
Shen Lee - First Year - Slytherin
Stamina: 5
Evasion: 5
Strength: 5
Wisdom: 10
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 5
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.
Evasion: 5
Strength: 5
Wisdom: 10
Arcane Power: 5
Accuracy: 5
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.
Shen Lee - First Year - Slytherin
School Supplies
School Supplies
Copper Scales
Standard Size 2 Cauldron
Glass Phials
Books
Magical Theory
Magical Drafts and Potions
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them
Hogwarts, A History
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection
Book of Spells
A History of Magic
Clothes
Protective Gloves
Plain black work robes
Pointed hat
Winter coat
Others
Remembrall
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.
School Supplies
Copper Scales
Standard Size 2 Cauldron
Glass Phials
Books
Magical Theory
Magical Drafts and Potions
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them
Hogwarts, A History
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection
Book of Spells
A History of Magic
Clothes
Protective Gloves
Plain black work robes
Pointed hat
Winter coat
Others
Remembrall
Like flowers, all will bloom and die, I aim to be one that blossoms and is remembered.