Eric Allen Sharpe

HIGH • TWO AND A HALF YEARS

FIFTEEN • GRYFFINDOR STUDENT • PUREBLOOD

Basics

FULL NAME: Eric Allen Sharpe
ALIAS: Eric
BIRTHDAY: October 31st
YEAR: 5th year
HOUSE: Gryffindor
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
LOYALTIES: Himself

Physical Description

PLAY BY: Kellin Quinn
HAIR: Black
EYE COLOR: Green
HEIGHT: 5'10"
BUILD: Slender
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Tattoo across his chest
STYLE: Gothic (Skinny jeans, beanies etc)

Personality

Shy and isolated Eric likes to keep to himself, the less people the less drama he always said. He also loves art and music he is always drawing or writing lyric to an song, most of all he likes playing his guitar and drums. He is a skilled artist with an pen and paper but he is a god with a guitar pick and drum sticks, he puts his feelings, past, and present into his music along with is soul and pain, he loves to play and it loves him. Do not let this fool you though when cornered he can bite just as hard as anyone else with the spirit to stay alive for his mother he will do nothing less than his best to stay alive.

Extras

QUIRKS: Always drawing or writing, chews on his bottom lip and always has gum.
LIKES: Being alone, loud music, drawing, playing the guitar and drums.
DISLIKES: People, bullies, fire, falling, being hurt.
STRENGTHS: fast thinker, his drive to never lose hope and compassionate
WEAKNESSES: Isolated, not many friends, tends not to follow rules.

PATRONUS: His mother smiling at him and reassuring him that he could always do it, even when he failed.
BOGGART: A fear of his step father.
DEMENTOR: Seeing his mother dying.
VERITASERUM: His wish to be known.
MIRROR OF ERISED: His mother back.
FAMILY:
Father: Edward Sharpe
Mother: Heather Sharpe
Sister: Alice Sharpe
Stepfather: James Matlock
PETS: Snake named Thoran
WAND: TBA  

History

Born on a cold winter night on October 31, 2051 Eric was the second child born in to a pureblood family, his Father Edward was a wealth loving wizard loved by the wizarding community. Eric’s mother was also a well-known wizard for her work with potions, both of his parents were loved but also hated because of their support of the ministry.

On one late afternoon while out on a walk Eric and his parents were attacked by some local hit men for hire, they were working for a Jason Andrews one of Edwards’s biggest enemies. It didn’t take long for the men to surround Eric and his parents not that it was hard, in one deadly and final movement the group of men cast a burning cures cooking Eric’s mother and father to death but for some reason unknown Eric lived with bad burns on his arms and across his chest.

At the age of 4 Eric was adopted by a Christian muggle family there he was raised in a loving and caring home for six years, on his 8th birthday something strange and unexpected happen well strange and unexpected for the muggles. Eric had performed magic, quite a show in all honesty but his family did not see it that way they saw it as the work of Satan and his demons. From his 8th birthday on he was locked away, they first tried to preform exorcisms but when it didn’t work they turned to abused, starved, and beat every day to try and starve and run the demon out. His so called older brother would snick down to the basement late at night and do unspeakable things to Isabella. One day not too far away from his 11th birthday a day he cursed, he was doing her daily chores she received a letter from a rather wired owl.

Eric couldn’t speak after reading the letter it was a way out a way to be free, packing his bags that night he took off to London. There he found a few nice wizards to help him get to Diagon Alley, he stared in awe as he walked down the streets of Diagon Alley in and out of the shops as he bought what was required. As he navigated his way to platform 9 and ¾ he thought to himself what Hogwarts would be like but he put it behind him and waited to find out.

Acceptance Letter Response

Eric was scrubbing the back deck of the house as he loathed over his birthday, he cursed it with every fiber of his being as he scrubbed. Tired and sweaty he stood up and stretched his back as he cleaned the sweat from his face, it was Sunday the day that his foster family left the house for church and lunch and Eric was left behind to do the chores, not that he ever did them anyway but today was his birthday and  he didn’t want a beating today he just wanted to be left alone. Turning, he was headed for the door when he heard the soft hoot of an owl, he turned back around and looked for the source of the sound. There sitting on the railing of the deck was a beautiful snow white owl, tied to his leg was an letter, Eric walked over to the owl and reached for the letter slowly so not to scare off the beautiful bird, untying the letter he opened it and read.

Eric’s eyes lit up as he read and a large grin spread over his face. Turning, he ran inside and up the stairs to his little attic room to pack what little belongings he had. Running back down stairs he scooped up the letter and read it once more before opening and walking out the front door of the house that had been his hell for the last time in his life. He was headed to Hogwarts to freedom.

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