Zyair Ona'je Uagadou

Name: Zyair Ona'je
School: Uagadou
Year: First
Status: Pureblood
Appearance: The most notable feature about Zyair is that he's tall- abnormally so. While most boys his age are anywhere from 4'10 to 5'2, Zyair stands at 5'4. While that isn't that tall for an adult, it is for a twelve year old! Most people tend to comment about his height, and they fail to see his soft smile and dimples, an overall very sweet face.
Zyair's skin is fairly dark, he spends a lot of time outside after all. Unlike most of his friends, though, he takes great pride in making sure his skin is clear and his skin isn't ever ashy. His clothes are always ironed and he tries not to ruin his shirts when he's outside. This transpires over to the way Zyair keeps his hair, keeping it in a high fade most of the time. He likes to think it makes him look like a respectable young man, and it does.

Personality: Not timid, but very, very polite. He always says 'please' and 'thank you', and bows to everyone he speaks to, he's very respectful. People tend to take this politeness as a form of complacency, which does describe him a little bit. He tries to do better, but he's a people-pleaser.
His inability to tell people 'no' is his greatest flaw, thinning himself out in order to make everyone happy. Sometimes he even goes so far as to agreeing to help with friends when he also promised to help his mother with other things. He's been told a million times that it's not healthy to try and help everyone, but he has a hard time with stopping.
History: Born in the Côte d'Ivoire, or the Ivory Coast, Zyair lives in the city of Abidjan with his mother and three sisters. Zyair is the middle child in his family, born on the 11th of November, 2011. Though his eldest sister- a previous Uagadou student, now turned Ministry worker in London- is almost double his age, at 24. His other two sisters are twins, and are the babies of the family. Though they're both only four, they seem to get into more trouble than Zyair ever did growing up!
Zyair's father passed away when he was only a baby, which pains him a bit. His mother would tell him stories of the wonderful things that his dad did, how he was an Auror that spent his time catching evil wizards and witches, and how he did it all to keep Zyair and his family safe. Being an Auror can come at a great cost, and for Zyair's father, it was his life. The details are hazy (that, and he was still young when his mother decided he was old enough to know the truth), his father and a comrade were coming close to a dark wizard, the killing curse was fired, and that was that. Though his mother is transparent about what happened, Zyair tries to tune out all conversation regarding his dad.
Zyair comes from a family of wizards and witches, both his mother and older sister went to Uagadou, but his father attended a different magic school in Africa, though Zyair didn't know the name. If he was being honest, he was pretty thrilled to go to a magic school. Uagadou sounded so fun and his mother had talked it up- it was a very exciting day when Zyair had woken up from his dream with his token in hand.
Zyair had, for most of his life, lived in the muggle part of Abidjan. His father liked it there more, said he had muggle friends close by- and it was close to the magical part, too. He knew his mother wanted to live with other wizards and witches instead, but he also knew that his mother wouldn't deny his father of his wants, even in death.
So, color him surprised when he comes back from his trip in London in the summer of 2024, and his mother informs him that they've moved. When they walk back from where he had flood into Abidjan from, she tells him all about 'the little apartment over by another magical family'. Three bedrooms and one bathroom, it's a little smaller than the one they've lived in Zyair's whole life, but that doesn't really matter since 'he's not going to be there all the time anymore'. Really it's not the size of the apartment that shocks him, it's where it is. With other wizards, where the friend of his cousin lives who can cast spells and goes to Uagadou the same way Zyair does.
His mother only tells him that it's 'unfair' that Chichi and Mariam have to grow up surrounded by muggles, and that it was unfair that him and Eba had to do the same. 'It's ok if it's not what Papa wants, he'll be happy nonetheless.' He kind of hates it when she talks about his dad like he's still there, but he sighs and says 'sounds good'.
It wasn't like he had to get rid of all his friends, anyway. Even if he didn't live in the neighborhood, he still could set up days to go out and play kickball or ride bikes. It surprises him, how he had become friends with so many people from different backgrounds. He considered himself a 'friendly loner', but that couldn't have been further from the truth. He was more like a 'friendly popular student'.
His 'collection' of muggle friends wouldn't end when they moved. It'd start off simple, one of his magic friends had a cousin or something that were muggle- half-bloods with muggle-born parents or something like that. So him and his friend would go visit that cousin for a play-date, and well that cousin obviously had five or six muggle friends over- and then before Zyair knew it, he had some muggle friends mixed in with the magic friends he had. He liked it, if he were being honest. The mix between magic and non-magic was a thick and bolded line, which he thoroughly enjoyed crossing over. Knowing all about muggle literature was his favorite thing.
Zyair's first instance of magic happened at home, a few days after his fifth birthday. He had been playing with the cute toys his sister had gotten him, when he became overwhelmed with the urge to sneeze. As soon as he did, the stuffed dog he was holding turned into a bunch of bubbles- scaring Zyair senseless in the process.

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His baby sisters, the twins, are not actually his sisters by blood. His mother's sister passed away right after birth due to complications, and so his mother adopted the twins so they would still be with their family. He's honestly not sure where the father is, but he knows better than to ask. Apparently he's also some pureblood wizard, but Zyair doesn't really care.
Is your character a Broom Racer? No
Is your character a Quidditch Player? No
Is your character a Duelist? Yes
Stats: stamina: 5 | evasion: 7 | strength: 4 | wisdom: 7 | arcpower: 7 | accuracy: 10
Abilities: Keen Eye (wc: 452)

Reducio

Zyair's little sisters lose things all the time. They're both young, he gets it, they don't have good object permanence or whatever you call it. He's gotten used to hearing his mother call for him and say 'Chichi lost her toy again, come help her find it!', or something similar to that. Or when a friend says he's lost something and asks for help finding it, Zyair's made a name for himself being the 'finder' of his family and neighborhood.
Today was no different, and not surprising. His friend had lost his bike when a storm went through last night. Zyair might've slept through it, but from what he heard, it was pretty bad. Powerlines had fell down, trees had been uprooted, cars had damage, the works. He was kind of surprised he had slept through such chaos, but now he was awake and ready to help his friend search!
They started out by the neighborhood, looking in the ditches offroad and peering out at the woods behind their houses. When that turned up nothing, Zyair offered to go by the corner store and ask if anyone had seen anything. A red bike with stickers everywhere on it. Apparently they were from some movie his friend loved, but Zyair never was a fan of shows or movies.
"Oh yeah, I think I heard a friend say that there was a red bike near that old house, down the street?" The 'old house' in question was a three-story building that was abandoned like a decade ago or something like that. Boo, that place gave Zyair the creeps. But... well, he promised he'd get his friends bike back, no matter the cost!
Walking to the porch of the old house was a little unnerving, but Zyair wasn't too worried. It had been abandoned for years at this point. But he still didn't want to go too close, what if there were ghosts or something? Just don't think about it, and look for the shiny red bike...
Out of the corner of his eyes, Zyair saw a sticker of a character that his friend always ranted about, and he turned to look at what the sticker was coming from- was that the bike?! Awesome! And he didn't even have to get close to the old house.
As he hopped off the porch, the front door to the abandoned house slammed open- and that was a whole can of worms Zyair was more than okay with not opening! He hopped on his friends bike and left as fast as his legs could take him. It really was a shame that his friend was much shorter than him, it made riding his bike a pain.