/ɪ.ˈvæn.dəɹ/ meaning.Variant of Evandrus, the Latin form of the Greek name Εὔανδρος (Euandros) meaning "good of man", derived from εὖ (eu) meaning "good" and ἀνήρ (aner) meaning "man" (genitive ἀνδρός).
age. eleven
birthday. 22 Sept 2012
blood. pure-blood
species. human
house. slytherin
year. first
patronus. N/A
boggart. N/A
amortentia. N/A
status. single
wand. 26,1cm | chestnut wood | thunderbird tail feather Flexible, attracted to energetic wizards and will be easily wooed by an other if its owner becomes lazy.
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H I S T O R Yb a c k s t o r y
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Evander Wells is the third child of Waldemar Wells and Edith Wells-Hamilton. Waldemar and Edith both come from pureblood families who have desperately tried to preserve the strength of the magical race. Waldemar was born with an average magical ability, unlike his brother who lived his life as a Squib. Edith’s magic, on the other hand, was considerably weaker. She could perform simple spells without issue, but as soon as things got more complicated, her magical abilities would often fail her.
In an effort to produce strong and powerful heirs, their parents arranged a marriage between Waldemar and Edith, despite the fact that they were distantly related through a great-grandfather. The marriage, like so many arranged ones, was devoid of love. However, despite the absence of affection, there was no shortage of children. Within a few years, the twins Elijah and Eleanor were born. Evander followed shortly after, and eleven months later their little sister Ethel completed the quartet.
When the twins reached the age at which their magical abilities should have emerged, there was an ominous silence. Waldemar tried everything to awaken the magic in his eldest son, but to no avail. Elijah was a Squib, much to Waldemar’s fury toward his wife Edith. He blamed her. Eleanor eventually showed a small spark of magic at the age of nine—less than Edith had—which meant she was not admitted to any wizarding school. From the moment it became clear that Elijah was a Squib, all attention turned to Evander. He was now the new heir, the one expected to carry on the magical bloodline of the family name. The pressure mounted with each day that his own magic failed to appear.
At the age of seven, the moment finally came—Evander cracked under the pressure and the constant scrutiny of his father. The stress the boy had been carrying for two years burst forth when he accidentally caused the teapot at breakfast to explode. Waldemar wept with joy, despite the cut beneath his eye from the flying glass. Not long after, Ethel also revealed her magical abilities, which meant the Wells family had not done too badly after all.
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine, and shadows will fall behind you."
— Walt Whitman
