oswald d'evangelo / sixteen / sixth year / slytherin / half-blood
"When something like a soul becomes initialized and folded up like paper dolls and little notes, you can’t expect a bit of hope."
It started with an 18-year-old Muggle named Karen May, who spent most nights going out and being reckless. Mix her with a handsome stranger, who knew magic, and you can just imagine the rest. When Oswald was born Karen knew life would be difficult. They’d probably always live in poverty. Wanting to overcompensate for this, Karen told the doctors that Oswald’s father’s last name was D’Evangelo and named her son Oswald Lord D’Evangelo. She figured if he had a high-class sounding name, people would think he was more than he was.
Karen raised Oswald to the best of her abilities, meaning not very well. She worked a low-income job that barely paid for herself, let alone a small child. She also refused to take money from her strict parents. With little options, Karen soon realized she was in over her head. Soon she stopped feeding herself to give Oswald more. Without proper nourishment Karen became very sick and died when Oswald was only five. The last thing she told him was to always believe in magic, still believing that the wizard stranger she met was her lifelong love. Even though Oswald was young he can still recount her last words and the many times his mother had told him about his father–the amazing man who could do wonderful things by muttering words she didn’t understand.
Oswald was then taken in by his grandparents, where he became quite unhappy. The children around the neighborhood and in his class thought he was weird. Picking on him for the way he looked, his lack of friends and his thrift-shop clothing. He grew even weirder to them when he continued to believe in magic even as all the other kids grew out of it. Which wouldn’t be so bad if he had a family to stand by him, but his old-fashioned grandparents never liked him much and grew even colder towards him when he came out to them as gay at the age of nine. So, it was the best possible surprise when a letter from Hogwarts came for him. However, even being at Hogwarts couldn’t stop the light behind Oswald’s eyes from vanishing. These days Oswald is emotionally unavailable, breaks any rules he sees as beneath him, and is often covered in cuts and bruises from getting into fist-fights whenever someone happens to piss him off.
Oswald says screw the brewing war. He couldn’t care less about everything that’s going on outside out him when inside of him is the real war–the one that he feels is the only one that affects him. Whenever people start talking about “sides” and “blood purity” he starts to zone out and become bored with the conversation. One thing he does know is that his mother was a muggle and she was the best person he’s ever known–even if it was only for five years.
FC: RICHARD HARMON