| Grindylow
Join Date: Jan 2011 Location: Cross Guild
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Gryffindor Fifth Year
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|  Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
 MOOSE STOVER
Full Name: William Massoude Moose Stover
Birthday: June 20th 2091
Birthplace: Inverness, Scotland
Place of Residence: Inverness, Scotland
Heritage: 50% Iranian 35% German 10% Scottish 5% English ...Muggleborn
Father: Wendell William Stover
Mother: Mehry Roya Tehrani
Sister: Soraya Mary Stover
Grandfather: William Geoffrey Stover
Grandmother: Harriette Allison Stover †
Grandfather: Ervin Kourush Tehrani †
Grandmother: Lea Soraya Tehrani
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: You know...Teen Height
Weight: Basic Teen Weight
Wand: 12¼" supple holly with hippogriff feather
Patronus: You think there will even be one?
Boggart: Not seen one yet...probably nothing good.
Amortentia: Stuff and Things
Strongest Subjects: Muggle Studies, Potions.
Weakest Subjects: History of Magic, Charms, Transfiguration, CoMC.
Likes: Playing Music, His Guitar, Spooky Halloween Things, Scary Movies & Books, his Little Sister.
Dislikes: Not knowing Anything about Magic, Magic in general that confounds him, Being Angry, Not having a Fall Birthday. Being called William, his Grandfather.
Personality: Curious, suspicious, and indecisive, but easily swayed by others.
A skeptic about magic. Not willing to risk using magic even at school unless he knows it will be useful for him and not harmful.
Easily angered by anyone who just complains all the time. Hypocritical though as he will complain about just about anything he doesn’t understand. Biography: Text Cut: Before Hogwarts William Massaude Stover was born to Wendell Stover and his Wife Mehry, on June 20th 2091 in Inverness Scotland. As a child he was having a very mundane life, but it was a nice one. He had made friends in Primary School, and when his parents had his little sister, Soraya, Moose grew to be very protective and helped look after her.
The only real bump in the road of this mundane life is his Grandfather, also William.
His Grandfather was a very strict man and very disciplined.Having formally served in the British Military as a Pilot, he strived for perfection in everything. In their visits to his Grandfather, where Moose wanted to practice the guitar that his Mum got him, he would instead be dragged to long boring history museums. He was always pushed to do better in school, despite having good grades in most of his classes.
Besides those boring, harsh, and sometimes downright dreadful visits to his Grandfather, Moose had a very simple and easy life.
Then on this 11th Birthday everything changed for the worse.
He was angry that day. For his 11th Birthday Moose could not have a birthday party with his school friends. Instead he was to spend it with his Grandfather who was going to take him to a Royal Airforce Museum.
Begging and pleading with his parents on the porch of his Grandfather’s home while his Grandfather stood there with a menacing grimace on his face as though he would discipline Moose the moment his parents left him. Moose closed his eyes real tight and thought real hard on how he just wanted his Grandfather to go away. There was a loud scream from his mother, and when he opened his eyes his Grandfather was gone.
But not really. His Father was frantically speaking to someone...they sounded like his Grandfather right where he was last and his father looked like he was holding something, but it was just thin air. His Grandfather had gone invisible!!
His Birthday wish was kinda granted, not really though. He stayed at his Grandfather's house for the rest of the day while his parents and his invisible Grandfather panicked. Only a short while later some people arrived. Explaining to them all how it was all his fault. That there was a latent power inside him. And that he would have to go away to train these powers to better control them.
Moose didn’t want this. Moose wanted to see his Friends, he didn’t want anything to change. The only thing to really change was the expression on his Grandfather’s face once he reappeared. It still had that stern look, but there was something else mixed into it. Fear, worry, hate. Perhaps a terrifying concoction of all three together.
The next 2 months felt rushed. His parents and himself had no idea what to do or where to go while they tried their best to get him prepared for his new life away from home. They did receive some help and guidance to make sure he was properly prepared.
He hadn’t seen his Grandfather for the rest of the Summer.
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