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Can I finally feel...?

Recap & Notes:
Hugo Weasley was bullied throughout his fourth year by a sixth year Gryffindor named Felix Pendleton. He got badly beaten up in the beginning of Spring and ended up in the hospital wing and straight out lied to just about everyone only saying it was an accident. About a week before this post, Hugo tried to commit suicide but was rescued from the water by his sister, Rose. She used magic to bring him to the hospital wing where Madame Greyback and her staff worked tirelessly to save Hugo, coughing up blood, repair the damage he had done. It was an emotional time. Please read Turquoise Lies for the first bullying beaten up thread and The Mind's Cruelty for the suicide attempt. Please note this thread is likely to have flashbacks over the past week. You are more than welcome to reply with your character, and feel free to come up with flash backs of visiting Hugo when he wasn't conscious or delirious (drugged up state where he may say the darnest things), you have my permission to do so and lighty god-mod his actions. If in doubt, just shoot me a pm or ask on cbox!

"All around me are familiar faces... Worn out places, worn out faces," Hugo Wendell Weasley spoke softly to Malcolm Woodward. Macolm Woodward was a man that came to visit Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry by the request of someone at the school. Hugo didn't know who requested the psychiatric healer. He just knew someone did. He didn't feel so comfortable speaking with Mr. Woodward at all. But as he had just gained full consciousness without the drugs and potions dragging him down he was finally lucid and Malcolm Woodward took the first opportunity to speak to him. Hugo rolled his shoulders and sat up straight on the bed. He swung his legs to the side and begun kicking them, it felt great to move his legs once again. Madame Greyback had done fantastic work.

Hugo Weasley had been in the hospital wing toward the beginning of spring due to a sixth year Gryffindor beating him up, a Gryffindor by the name of Felix Pendleton. Felix had harassed him throughout the entire school year and Hugo basically defended his bully. Just about a week ago Hugo tried to commit suicide not once, not twice, but three times. The first time was through the killing curse, which his wand wouldn't perform because it was bound to his code of honor, the second was a long drop from a broom (and his broom was never found), and third was another attempt at the killing curse. He begged his sister to do so, but, his sister made him laugh... Smile... Be happy. Rose Weasley was there for him, breaking down in front of him. Hugo couldn't go through with it. He felt... Safer.

"Mr. Weasley, please continue. Can you tell me what was going through your mind on... The day of the events in question?" Hugo blinked and stared straight back at the healer. "Um... I was up bright and early for the daily quidditch races, going nowhere... Going nowhere." His answer was simple. There were quidditch players out racing amongst the grounds. It made Hugo miss his broom, miss flying. Heck, he even missed his wand. He wanted his wand back. He felt naked without it... Provided he was actually only just in a hospital gown so he was technically naked if it weren't for the gown and the thin sheet across his lap. "When you were found, what went through your mind?" "Her tears... Rosie's tears are falling, filling up her eyes. No expression, no expression I could read. I wanted to hide my head. Drown my sorrow." Hugo mimicked Rose's sadness and cried when she cried. "She cried like no tomorrow. I cried like no tomorrow."

Hugo turned his head to gaze around the room, to see what was there. It had been the first time he had sat up in his recent memory. The other times he was too drugged out to remember anything or wasn't as responsive. "Did you have a dream?" the psychiatrist asked. Hugo nodded his head, not intending to say more. After several seconds Mr. Woodward spoke again, "Well, tell me it, son!" Hugo shook his head, but the stern look from Mr. Woodward made him cough up something in his head. "I did... Dream? And I find it kinda funny. I find it kinda sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had. I find it hard to tell you..." He stared directly into the eyes of the man. His jaw open, he didn't know what else to say. The man asked the question before, Hugo knew he did. It felt like déjà vu. "I find it hard to take... You people run in circles. What's this? It's a very, very mad world. Mad world!" Hugo growled, showing his teeth. Mr. Woodward simply wrote more notes down... Endless notes.

The man's hand touched the jaw of Hugo's face and straightened his gaze as Hugo looked away, distracted by clattering in the distance that wasn't even in visible sight, thus it looked as if he were staring off into space. "Did you have a good birthday?" Hugo nodded his head, not intending to give an oral answer. "Speak, boy!" Hugo groaned in frustration, he didn't like the man very much. "I spent time waiting for the day I feel good. Happy birthday to me. I felt the way every child should... Probably? Sitting and listening. Went to school and I was very nervous? I was wondering if people didn't know me, and forgot... So I simply sat through my lesson, learning what my lesson was. I felt everyone was looking right through me. My world shrunk." Hugo glanced away again catching sight of the clock. He grinned. "Time's up! Bye!" He jumped down off the bed. He gasped as his feet hit the ground, one of his legs felt limp still. The bed and sheet was caught around him. Hugo unwrapped the sheet and limped to the empty chair that had some clothes on it for him. It was brought down by someone whom he couldn't remember.

He grabbed for the clothes to only have the strings of his hospital wing gown caught on the bed frame, he didn't care even though it ripped it off of him exposing him to the world. Hugo quickly grabbed his boxers and pulled them on, working through the limp. He bit his lower lip to sooth the pain of the pressure and grabbed his shirt and pants and limped backwards to sit in bed once again. He slowly put on his shirt and left the pants off. He wanted to walk somewhere, get up... Move. Not be bound to a bed. He glanced around as the shrink was leaving... Only to notice there were other people and his curtain wasn't closed... He felt embarrassed. "Oh damn..." He stared down to the ground breaking eyesight, simply staring at the hospital gown now on the floor.

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Hugo Weasley was depressed to say the least. It was clear in his actions that he was depressed. It was clear through his frantic voice and the seemingly shortcomings of his decisions that day. Hugo Wendell Weasley had something going on inside his mind. His mental self had fallen apart completely. Hugo was afraid of what the world had for him now, he felt worthless to the world. For the past several months he had been fighting to keep a smile on his face. He tried to fight hard to keep happy, fight against the annoyances of Felix Pendleton. But, he was always too afraid to come forward. Simply too afraid. His sister, his only sibling, Rose spoke aloud to him declaring herself. Hugh, no, it's not Felix. It's Rosie. He felt himself fighting. He knew his body was fighting, Hugo groaned, he didn't want his body to fight. "No..." Hugo spoke with his eyes closed and coughing up some blood. Blood that Rose was working on wiping away from him. The water made it spread across him like wildfire.

"I... I give up, Felix. Why didn't you just kill me in the forest?" The delirious boy of shock spoke. His body was shaking. He was in shock. He gasped a few times due to pain response, but it didn't bother him as much. His eyes fluttered as he looked straight up. He tried to lift his head, but it felt heavy. Hugo cracked a soft smile through his blood soaked lips, "Hi Rosie." His jaw remained open and his eyes slid closed once again. He was quite glad to see his big sister, his only sister. She had always been someone Hugo looked up to, despite the fact he tried so hard to push her buttons at times to simply annoy her off the edges of the world. He's fought her and at times he kept promises to her. She was his sister, one of the people who knew him better than anyone else. His head was pounding, it felt as if he had a headache. It wasn't the blood, the feeling of no legs, the aching of his body that was bothering him... The headache was bothering him the most, because it was the one he focused on through the shock.

His sister was freaking out. Hugo himself freaked out in turn. His eyes fluttered to see her sniveling, tears, sadness. Hugo listened to her breaking voice. It hurt him to see his sister like that, to hear her like that. Hugo and his dad had talked about what to do if Rose would start dating. Hugo couldn't wait until the day he could harass Rose's future boyfriend and learn to kick his ass if he broke her heart. Hugo loved his sister, and by damn he didn't want anyone to harass her. "It's my job," Hugo muttered in thought. It was his job, at least in his mind, to harass and tease his sister. Nobody else was allowed to do so. He felt his left hand's pinky being wrapped. He clutched his pinky without much thought, bounding himself into a promise with his sister. "I... I..." He stumbled upon his own words, trying to think of what to do and say in his rash of thoughts. "I... Love you..." He spoke, remembering times he told his sister those. He hadn't said it very often to Rose since becoming a teenager. It was more of a thing that was part of the child side of Hugo.

His eyes filled with tears, he freaked out, copying his sister. Her freaking out freaked him out more on top of what already was going on. He had another short coughing fit before continuing to stumble out speech to his sister. "Felix... Felix did it!" Hugo spoke, he closed his eyes again only to see the face of Felix form in his mind almost instantly. Felix Pendleton terrified Hugo Weasley. He had for most of the school year, since the events of the forest over a month back where he was badly beaten things only got worse. Rose kissed his forehead a few times, "Eww!" Hugo exclaimed and quickly tried to lift his arm to wipe his forehead off. He struggled to lift his left hand up, his left arm felt very heavy. It took him several seconds to lift it to the air to only have his arm collapse across his chest. "Can... I don't want to come back until he's gone..." Hugo coughed again, this time more blood coming out. It was now obvious he had internal bleeding. "Something's... wrong," Hugo spoke softly. "Don't be sorry..."

Hugo was a mimicker. He mimicked people. He always has. He took the traits of adults and role models and incorporated them into his core personality. He had always copied persons. It was clear when he was young and running after Rose simply trying to keep up with her. He copied her food choices, colors, books. He admired everything about his big sister. He admired so many other people as well. Cabot's confidence. Roxy's passion. Darren's bravery. Albus' swearing (which he found incredibly amusing, though got him stares whenever Hugo spoke a curse word). He desired his mother's intelligence (and clearly had it). His father's sports passion in quidditch. He even had his father's temper and fears. He even admired a girl of a similar age, Desi for seeming to have everything together. Lily's compassion. Lucy's love for everything. He wanted it all. He admired a great deal of people, he tried to copy them to make himself into a better Hugo Weasley. "You know, that boy... Scorp? He keeps staring at you," Hugo laughed softly, but it hurt. "He's kind of cute. If you don't want him, can I try?" He couldn't remember if he told Rose or not if he was gay yet. He tried to laugh again, "Hey. Look at that. You have a gay brother that wants to hit on your boyfriends," his tone was a mockery of their father. He tried to laugh again, but it hurt.

Hugo's eyes slid closed. He remained motionless for a moment, his breathing levels dropped. The only sign that he was still alive was his coughing fit which caused more blood (and somehow more water) to come up. After a moment of coughing he screamed in agony. He wanted to squirm his body, but it ached. He was feeling the great deal of pain that made his headache seem like nothing. "Help... Me..." He faded away again losing his consciousness this time.

notes: sorry! I had to change a paragraph around. The most modified paragraph was the second to last, included the scorpius reference in there. Also Hugo will not be replying to this again. I however will be making a post in Turqoise Lies to close it's current timeline and start up with Hugo returning to the hospital wing... Which wil lbe the events after this thread. You're welcome to reply. Anyone is really!

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hugo weasley

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His face felt tight. It felt dry. Hugo didn't know what to do with this feeling. It was the feeling of the grime drying. The dirt, the blood, the tears all dried across his face. It caused flakes of dried blood and dirt to drop off his face every time he wrinkled his eyes, cheeks, or moved his mouth. Hugo tried carefully to lift up his arm out of pure impulse. He wiped his face across the sleeve of his sweatshirt. He was still shaking. A great deal of dried blood and dirt went down to the shirt, but not enough. His face seemed to be an even bigger mess than it was before wiping it. "There's really no-one here?" He beamed a smile as his eyes darted about to look around. He was quite glad there was nobody else around, he wanted it to stay that way.

His shaking toned down a considerable amount. It wasn't as visibile anymore. "Change... Who we are?" Hugo repeated, thinking about the matron's words. Arianrhod Greyback had said something that got to him. Being a werewolf, it was curious to him. Werewolves were natural, or so Hugo thought. Was Hugo natural? He wasn't quite sure. He got lost in his thoughts thinking of werewolves and how natural they were and eventually jumped to thinking what if fairies were bigger and if they were more sentient. Arianrhod's words, her tone snapped him to attention. He paid attention to the sharp words to him that seemed to be a tone speaking down to him, as his parents would do... But at the same time seeming to be a very sound voice he would obey. You are a very intelligent and capable young man... He beamed with those words, he smiled. He wanted to ask Really? But, he couldn't interrupt the matron nurse. He slowly nodded his head. The idea of a goblin war was eliminated. Though, he was still very curious if there would ever be a goblin war again. He wondered exactly how big the next war would be. He suddenly shook from his pain and groaned.

"Hard work?" Hugo blinked. Most of his classes seemed a bit easy to him if he studied. He copied his mother's study habits. He learned her tricks, her passion, everything from her intelligence. He definitely had some of Hermione Weasley in him. It was clear to people whom met his mother. His marks were high, he was always proud when he got a high mark. But, sometimes he felt he never deserved the high mark. Sometimes he felt what he did was flawed. But, he always managed to turn in his homework... The times he forgot and his mother found out would result in him getting a very strongly worded letter. "People teach kids the weirdest things. I think hatred is taught." Hugo stated. He rolled his head and gasped, his head was pounding. "This human here," Hugo pointed to himself using his left hand, "Is very tired too." He laughed. The laughter was good, he needed to laugh. He felt immensely better after the burst of laughter. "Cricket... Should be fine. I think. Lily. Yeah. Lily can check on Cricket right?" He wondered if Lily could, but realized the house difference. "Or Lucy! Okay... Anyone but Felix."

Hugo did feel unlucky. He felt very unlucky and unhappy with his life. Felix Pendleton definitely did not help him there. But, Hugo wanted something more. He expected more out of life. The moments of pure pleasure and happiness he had that year were stamped out by Felix overpowering them with his threats, pushes, and the events that just unfolded in the forest. Hugo got lost in his thoughts once again to only snap out of it at the mention of the O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. He shook his head, "What? School's going to get harder? Oh hell no. I want a challenge, not exams to determine who I am." Hugo didn't like tests very much. They made him uncomfortable, though he normally did very well on them.

He yawned. "I... I... Thank you." He took the pain medication without fussing. He swallowed the medication with no bitter reaction and crumbled the cup up. It felt great to smash something... Even if it was as simple as a cup. He yawned again. "I am tired. Can I go to sleep?" He was curious and wondering if he could.

notes: I think this might be Hugo's last post in this thread? Or one more of him falling asleep? Probably shorter. I'll be making a new thread shortly for the suicide event after effects. Thanks Audrey.! <333 This thread makes me so sad.

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WEASLEY, HUGO W.

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GENERIC DETAILS
Full Legal Name: Hugo Wendell Weasley
Known Alises: None.
Age and Date of Birth: 15, 3 January, 2008
Gender: Male
Blood Status: Half-blood
Known Affiliations: None
School: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Year: Fourth
Play-By: Sterling Beaumon

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PHYSICAL DETAILS
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Build: Petite but growing.
Hair: Short, red, straight, manageable, tends to be dyed a lot. constantly messy due to him running his fingers through his hair.
Eyes: Like his father’s, he has blue eyes, darker blue that aren’t as noticeable, small eyes under large eyebrows.
Piercings: None.
Tattoos: None. Claims he'd be grounded if he gets one.
Distinguishing Features: Dark red hair (when it is red), large nose, small eyes, posture isn’t exactly perfect and he has to remind himself to stand up straight. he gets his fair share of bumps and bruises and temporary scars from being… a boy. one of the first things that happened in his puberty burst was the fact his baby face fell away rather quickly and became a stronger set of cheekbones.
Style: The fashion choices of hugo weasley isn’t exactly something to be proud of, he doesn’t really choose his own clothes. most of his clothing collection has been a gift from someone or bought from his parents. many of the clothes are tight as he’s beginning to outgrow a majority, and has already had his robes replaced a few times. he would wear jeans to shirts, to anything he grabs, by growing up in a house of snazzy dressers he has learned to pick clothes out appropriately from the ones he does have, and knows how to dress up. for the most part his style is more for comfort over anything else.

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PHYSICAL DETAILS
Likes:

• astronomy – astronomy is a fun subject, one that he had always loved. ever since he was a child he loved to look up at the stars with great fascination.
• games – he loves games of all sorts from wizard’s chess to boardgames to even muggle handheld video games that his grandfather, arthur got him addicted to. he can be found hunched over playing a game quite often.
• boys – he’s hitting that age where he’s discovering exactly who he is and what his sexuality is, he has found himself in the state where he’s starting to check out people he’s attracted to… and they’re boys.
• sports – he’s always been a fan of sports from quidditch to simple games with a ball. he loved playing games with his dad and his uncles. he is competitive when it comes to sports, but in the end is a good sport.
• sweets – what kind of kid doesn’t like a trip to honeydukes? he even collects chocolate frog cards.

Dislikes:

• cranberries – keep them the hell away from him and there would be no problems.
• discrimination – as he has gotten older and realized more and more about himself, he’s realized he really doesn’t stand discrimination and he was taught by his parents to keep an open mind and appreciate everyone.
• keeping a secret – hugo can keep a secret, he really can even if it eats at him over time, but he hates keeping a secret and it plagues his mind and eventually he would simply blurt it out if it was a big secret. but, they can remain hidden for a very long time within his interior.
• being gay – he doesn’t like the feeling of being different than everyone, it’s bad enough when he’s at functions people expect him to be the great son of ronald and Hermione as well. he feels it holds him back, and he’s not entirely comfortable with the idea of his own sexuality. he kind of hates himself over it.
• rejection – he hates putting himself out there, in the open reach only to be shot down or rejected. tt takes a lot for him to take a dominant outgoing opinion.

Strengths:

• creativity – he’s a creative person, he always has been a creative person. not just on paper, he’s an inspired person in real life and is creative when it comes to his actions from school work to having fun. his actions may seem random, such as having to feed a pancake to a partner on a school project only using magic, he’d use magic to slice the pancake instead of controlling the knife, use bursts of air to move them instead of levitating. though, his creativity can be messy.
• loyalty – his loyalty knows no bounds. he can hold a secret for a friend for so long that it tears apart at him, he can drop everything for a friend, he can listen, he can hold a friendship and he values them greatly.
• lionheart – he’s a brave boy, he’s a lionheart, he’s determined and brave and is quite proud of it, he has a heart that goes out to people whom are the victims of a horrible crime, he hopes one day he could feel the shoes of a great man.

Weaknesses:

• limit testing – he tests his limits, he’s not afraid of a bump or bruise, he’d intentionally push himself far past the point he should’ve stopped.
• underestimating – he underestimates himself and he fails to set the bar high enough most of the time. he needs someone else to set his bar, or else he’d simply do what’s only needed and not inspire to do more.
• forgetful – he can be forgetful, forgetting an assignment one day, to forgetting of a promised meetup, he feels quite bad when he forgets something.

Fears:

• he’s afraid of losing his family to death, or being rejected by them if his deepest secret were to come out.
• he’s afraid of spiders, he becomes petrified around them.

Secrets:

• the deepest secret he’s hiding is the fact that he is gay, he’s afraid to tell anyone… besides that, he has read quite a few people’s personal diaries, he is a nosy person to an extent.

Dreams:

• He wants to be a prefect. just to prove he can be like his parents.
• He dreams of his future, he wants to see himself successful, in anything at all and happy with it.

Quirks:

• he’s surprisingly gullible.
• he tends to stand around awkwardly for long periods of time, it’s like a superpower to him.
• he likes to roll up his sleeves no matter what, he loves long shirts.
• he plays with the contents in his pocket quite often, like change, his wand,
• anything in reach of his fingers.
• he becomes quite obsessed with things.
• he taps his foot a lot and clicks his tongue.

Personality: hugo weasley is a curious boy and he has always been a curious boy that wanted to know what kind of world he lives in. he takes the time out of his day to smell the roses, basically and spends time with his friends and with the simple pleasures of life… including sleep. he’s quite a brave boy and always has been, ever since a child he has ran forward headfirst into the objective without giving it much thought. it had given some folks the opinion that hugo is impulsive, which is true to an extent, but he can be quite reserved as well. surprisingly to his reserved side of his personality he can be quite decisive and make decisions rather quickly and on the fly without giving much thought to opportunity cost. hugo can become quite obsessed with his passions.

hugo’s a clever and creative boy when it comes to his life. during his schoolwork he can be found using unconventional methods that others haven’t thought of exactly to complete his schoolwork instead of the suggested or assigned spell. he goes to great lengths to take the lazy or fun way out, even if it takes him longer and more work to do so. he’s not a great essay writer, but does decent in school, he surely didn’t get his mother’s complete brains. hugo’s gay and he has known this for a short while. he’s not quite comfortable with himself for being gay, and he’s not sure how to deal with the fact. he can keep secrets, such as this one quite well. he bottles up his secrets and his feelings and very rarely shows them. when he’s angry or sad, it’s common to see him storm off and go into hiding. those that have befriended him or are his family can tell by his face his emotion that he’s fighting to hide.

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FAMILY HISTORY
Nationalities: English
Birthplace: Ottery St. CAtchpole, Devon, England
Hometown: Ottery St. CAtchpole, Devon, England
Father: Ronald Billius Weasley, 41, auror
Mother: Hermione Jean Granger, 41, ministry employee
Siblings: Rose Clarice Weasley, 16, ravenclaw
Pets: Cricket, white runt ferret
History: hugo weasley was born early in the year of 2008, about a week earlier from when he was actually expected to be due. it was a brisk and cold day, but he was born without many major complications besides the fact the first thing he had done was not cry… but cough. as a toddler he was a little troublemaker and didn’t like listening to anyone, he got into everything. he ran away from his parents. as soon as his parents fell asleep he liked to wake them up. but, things eased down when it got to his childhood, the early days of his childhood.

the early days of his childhood were eventful. he spent a great deal of time visiting neighbors as he loved talking to people. there were some neighbors that were just starting a family when he was around seven years old that had ferrets. he loved to play with their ferrets and sit down with them and play muggle board-games, the neighbors were muggle and he had been instructed not to tell them about magic, so he tried his very best to keep it a secret. it didn’t go quite well during an earthquake when he was at his neighbor’s place playing a card game. he freaked out and objects were flying off the shelves, the neighbors grabbed him and hid him under the table as they waited for the earthquake to end. he freaked out and was worried about the ferrets and they came floating through the air and landed in his arm. his first experience and outburst of magic was due to his fear, saved the ferrets and freaked out the neighbors, which required some cleanup from the ministry of magic.

when he was eleven years old he got his letter to hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. he was quite thrilled to be following his sister to the massive school, the great school he has heard so much about growing up and that made the news often. he asked his neighbors what kind of pet he should bring with him to school. he told them he can choose an owl, a cat, or a toad. they thought he was joking when he gave them the answers. but, they suggested he take a ferret as their ferrets just had a litter, so they gave him their last remaining ferrets as the rest have been given away, it was the smallest and a runt that was pure white. he was excited for this and took the ferret with him to hogwarts.

at diagon alley, when picking out his wand things went a bit curiously. the shopkeeper had to try a great deal of wands with him, it took them nearly three hours to find a wand that agreed with him. every single wand didn’t agree with him at all. the shopkeeper stopped making suggestions and just started pulling out several boxes at a time, and just instructing the kid to wave them. it was causing some destruction so he had to move outside to try the wands to not damage the shop anymore. finally one of the wands worked, and it surprised the shopkeeper. the shopkeeper had explained to him that his wand was made of hornbeam wood, it was a sentient wand that would adapt to his personality and code of honor and style of magic. the wand generally only went to those whom had an obsession and a passionate person. the wand came with a curious history and information, which showed that people who did not master the wand couldn’t even use it for the simplest spells. he ended up with a nine inch wand of hornbeam wood with a phoenix feather core.

at hogwarts it came as a surprise he was sorted into hufflepuff, he wanted gryffindor like his parents. but, he didn’t complain after sitting down at the hufflepuff table and finally talking to some of the older years. he became loyal to the hufflepuff house quite easily and became a proud badger. he came to love the house and the school. he showed a great passion and aptitude for astronomy, flying and herbology in his first year, everything else was decent. he passed the year with relatively high marks much to the happiness of his parents. his second year showed his improvement in charms and transfiguration, but astronomy and herbology remained his strongest classes. his third year was the first year he had managed to get perfect grades all around, including the two electives he took which were study of ancient ruins and arithmancy. he took divination, but didn’t like the class and nothing seemed to work, he failed divination. his fourth year is going strong thus far as well, he dropped divination and went back down to three electives.
his fourth year was also a curious one as well, he started puberty back before his third year ended and grew a bit over the summer as his muscles expanded and his height beefed up and his weight. he realized he was checking out boys more than the girls his male friends his age had been checking out and talking about. after a great deal of research, and a hard crush he realized he was gay. he still keeps this a secret, because he’s afraid of how he’d be treated if anyone finds out. he’s confused over who he is, and simply wants to ignore it when he cannot which causes him to think of it even more. his puberty changed his face quite quickly, giving him a more defined face and cheekbones.

he’s now fifteen, second half of his fourth year. he’s confused about himself, but he wants to know what to do and how to get on with life. he just wants to be happy. in his second year he let a friend dye his hair from red to a brown. later that year he went blonde. to this day his hair can change colors at different times away from his red hair because he simply dyed it to something else. he views it as a form of expression and doesn’t care if someone makes fun of his hair.

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Role Play Sample: Mishael smirked. It was amusing to be in the middle of two very good friends to hear their conversations and how they interact with one another. He learned interesting things about both sides. He always managed to have a good laugh or two as well. It also helped him to be kept in the loop about gossip whether or not there was any or they were spreading about. He did not spread gossip around himself very much, but, he really did enjoy staying in the loop regardless of whom it was about. A friend like Levi was one of the persons he wanted to be kept in the loop about... Especially now that he has a crush on the recently taken Levi.

Due to the cold crisp air and the winds his sweat dried pretty quickly when he had his shirt off. It was one of the reasons he had removed his shirt. Though, he did plan on jumping into the lake before heading back into the castle before it got too cold. But, it was still in the mid-afternoon and there was enough warmth to function off of without being bothered. The cool was a welcome relief from the crisp hot days they have had in the past while. He approached the two and he continued buttoning his shirt up. He wore no undershirt that day, just a simple button up shirt made of cotton. Nothing high end.

Gene had spoken and Mishael only nodded without a single reply. Protect me from a hug? Oh, how I want to wrap my arms around him right now at this very moment and take him away. He was relieved his thoughts were only thoughts and nobody could hear them. It was indeed warmer outside the castle then it was inside. The weather had shifted and it'd take a while for the castle's stone cold walls and atmosphere absorb a new temperature and adjust. But, the weather was due to drop more and the castle in reality kind of stayed the same year around.

He looked between the two as they talked and was taken by a bit of a surprise when Levi leaned in and gave him a hug. Levi was just about five inches shorter then Mishael was. Mishael used to be shorter then Levi at once and over the past few years he shot up. It seemed like he showed no signs of slowing down and he was continuing his growth. Height was no problem when it came to his crush on Levi. Damn. Should I go murder this supposed boyfriend just in case? Why do I want things I can't have? Mishael took in a deep breath as he paid attention to the two. He gave Gene a surprised look when the mention of a boyfriend hit his ears. He did not know that Gene was dating and it was interesting news for him. Now it seemed that Mishael was the only person not dating. Maybe I should just get back with that half-blood Serj. Nothing much between us besides sleeping together... But, at least it was fun?

He knew Levi was a pretty interesting guy. A good person if you look aside the purity. But, he understood too. He was the same exact way as Levi. Mishael wanted a completely pure-blood boyfriend. It was bad enough to his father that he had one gay son, two made it worse. Mishael knew his father would figure things out eventually and he'd want a pure-blood on his arm to help keep his father at bay to some extent. Levi's lips pressed against his skin, the neck to be exact. Damn. What I'd give to have him to kiss my neck. Hell, to even nibble on my ear.He was about ready to sigh, but, he restrained himself and his thoughts. He wrapped an arm around Levi and gave him a hug back.

His eyes slipped closed for a brief second along with his extended blink. He fell into a daydream that lasted no more then five seconds. His daydream was of Levi kissing him in the rain. Mishael was down upon the ground, soaked from the rain and Levi kneeling down over him. When Gene patted his leg his daydream broke and his mind snapped back to reality. He continued to pay attention and finding an opportunity to speak. "You and Voltaine?" he blinked as he turned his head to look at Gene. He's not even as cute as Levi! He's out of her league.He kept his smile and he was happy for them. At least she was happy and that is what mattered the most to him at that moment. Not his fantasy and dream of wanting Levi.

As far as people were aware, Mishael did have a few short flings with people. But, nothing ever stuck. Most were just friends and still friends. Friends with benefits. Mishael has yet to find a boy he had a crush on, someone he could fall in love with that would do the same for him. He was just a sad, lonely, teenager that lived by the sea locked away in a castle at some boarding school hundreds of kilometers away up in the mountains away from prying eyes. "Levi has a point. He's out of your league. He's making you happy, right?" Mishael smirked only adding onto Levi's badgering. "I want to know what his lips taste like too." Not really. I want to know what Levi's taste like.

Levi insisted on turning things into a game. Truth or Dare. It was a great game and Mishael had played it before. Most of the time it was in the privacy of his own home with his best friend, Oceana Kane or some other friend. Hell, he even played it once before when Serg was pinning him down daring him to kiss him on the lips softly. He had always had fun with the game and he found the fact that playing it with Levi and Gene a remarkable opportunity for fun. He nodded his head and replied, "I'm in." He smiled softly. "Hmm. Truth. Wait... Dare." He would honestly answer the truth question if Levi asked him a question and done the dare. He was open to either side. Oh damn it. I'll tell the truth. "Fine dare."

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