Louis 'Lou" Rhys | First Year | Hufflepuff

Full Name: Louis Rhys

History:

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I was born on a wet day. Dad said it had been raining so hard he was worried he'd slide right off the road on the way to the hospital. He'd been at work when my Mum went into labour apparently, working on someone or the other's rose bush.

I was fairly bouncy as a kid, could never sit still and had a hard time focusing. It wasn't until I was 5 and a teacher suggested seeing a child psychologist that I got diagnosed with ADHD. I'm better now of course, since I take a medicine called Ritalin ([OOC] I researched actual ADHD meds for this btw, I know what I'm talking about, and I know several people with ADHD in real life.) that stimulates chemicals in the brain.

It couldn't have been easy raising me, even after my mum told him and I she's a witch when i was seven. He wasn't a wizard, didn't have any connection to the magic world at all, yet he stuck around and raised me with my Mum -who failed to mention she was a witch by the way, who does that!- in our little house in St David. Apparently she didn't want a 'magical career' even though i could have grown up riding a broom stick! She still has friends in the Wizarding world though.

I had a fairly normal childhood, I went to public school, made friends, had birthday parties, shoved kids out of the sandbox -normal things. All normal until my tenth Birthday. My first instance of magic.

One day, while playing in my Nona's backyard i found a scrubby calico under her tomato. and that's how i met Perry (OOC yes i know perry can't some with me to hogwarts i'm aware i read the thing)

FIOM:

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It started out like every other birthday, Mom, Dad, Nona and Pops had driven to the local bakery and bought Welsh cakes -best snack ever by the way- and we were on a walk to the cliffs for a picnic (OOC i had to spend five minutes trying to google if that's legal by the way. it is, no crimes were committed i swear!) had just as we'd gotten home we were stopped by our neighbour, Mrs Garbage -woops how'd that happen, I meant Mrs Garlin.

She's a horrid old woman, rude to Dad, 'concerned' about me -really she's a busy bodied gossip who just wants to know what everyone's doing and here she was leaning over her fence chatting up Dad and making us late to my birthday!

I was soo mad, when suddenly. Her fence was gone and she was tumbling into her prized rose bush. it was so funny I nearly started to laugh but held it in because that would have been rude.

Dad called me a good kid for not laughing -even though we both hate Mrs Garlin- and we all head home.

Appearance:

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I have my dad’s thick brown hair — always a bit messy — and his hands too: broad, square, usually a little dirt-stained from gardening. He says I have my mum’s nose, with a little bump and a tilt that makes me look stubborn even when I’m not. My eyes are green, bright and out of place in our family, and Dad says they must’ve come from some great-aunt on Mum’s side. I’ve had freckles since I was six — scattered across my cheeks and nose like a constellation, just like Mum’s. My skin is pale and flushes easily, and I sit somewhere in the middle — not tall, not short, a bit wiry.

Personality:
Likes:

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thunderstorms, drawing, reading -well being read to, my parents, Perry and grandparents

Dislikes:

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sitting still, bullies, loud noises, people treating me slow because of my ADHD, Mrs Garlin

Goals: make a friend at Hogwarts