Intro to Alastor
Name: Alastor Phillip Moody
Age & Birthday: 13th February, 1947, 32.
Gender & Pronouns: Cis-male & he/him
Sexuality: Straight
Occupation: An Auror
Blood Status: Halfblood
House: Hufflepuff
Side: Order member
Family: Moody family
Residence: A flat close to the ministry.
MAGICAL:
Boggart: n/a
Patronus: A brown bear.
Amortenia: Brownies, Butterbeer, Whiskey, Caramel, a female perfume he came to associate with Rosmerta.
WAND:
12, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Solid - Just like its owner, this wand is loyal and will always remain a "survivor" of great tragedies. It's good to say that this wand represents his master's heart. Once it's set that is the only option for him.
PERSONALITY:
+ loyal, fast thinker, a good mentor, and teacher, determined and dedicated to the greater good.
- Rash to anger, harsh, crude even, and Overly cautious bordering on beginning stages of paranoia.
BIOGRAPHY:
There is not much special to say about Alastor's childhood. He came from a long line of police officers on his muggle-born mother's side. His father was a half-blood from Scotland, raised in a small magical village. The two met in school and fell in love both going to become members of the ministry. Alastor's father was an Auror and his mother worked as an unspeakable. Having close contact with her parents Alastor grew up valuing justice and the government be it magical or muggle.
When it came to sorting he took after his father, getting sorted into the Hufflepuff without the hat thinking too much about it. The choice seemed pretty obvious. His school years were nice, peaceful, filled with laughter and Edgar.
It was once Alastor left the school and joined Aurors that sinister things picked up their pace. Of course, he would never stand by and let such a thing keep going unpunished. It had to be stopped. So he joined the resistance without a backward glance... That was not fully true, when he joined Alastor gave up on something that would always squeeze his chest with pain and desire in equal measures. He gave up on his love, leaving his heart forever in her arms even if she didn't truly realize it.
To this day he carried the ring he wanted to give her to ask her hand around his neck. Sometimes that small object weighted down his body far more than fatigue and pain from hexes he has taken in his line of work. Insomnia and vigilance growing to be his one true company.
QUOTES:
"Semper Fidelis" - "Always faithful" "Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat" - "They all wound and the last kills." "For the greater good, there is no price too high I shall pay." "Justice is meant to be for each of us, just like death."
His Fc: Oliver Jackson-Cohen














