NIALL EOCHAID OSSIRIAND
Date of Birth: April 13th 1994
Hogwarts House/Year: Ravenclaw/1st year
Nicknames: Ni(knee), Prat, and "N..n...n...n..niall,"(insult)
Hometown: Peel, Isle of Man
Bloodstatus: Halfblood
Likes:
- Clear weather
- The sea shore
- Grass
- Being left alone
- Cleanliness
- Being healthy
- Muggle vehicles
- Nice clothing
- Leather gloves
- Excelling at anything
Dislikes:
- Crowds
- Talking to strangers
- Rough cloth
- Staring
- Public speaking
- Being compared to his brother
- Failing at anything
- Getting hurt
- Getting sick
- Foul weather
Favored Color: cerulean
Favored Animal: His owl River
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Height: 5'8"
Weight: 136 lbs
Hair: brown
Eye Colour: brown
Other Distinguishing Features: A scar on his right hip bone.
Physical description: Due to a childhood filled with illness, Niall is lamentably Short, lanky, and far from muscular. His frame can appear awkward, yet he doesn't cover this up with baggy clothes; and his love for rich, quality fabrics combine to make him a very well dressed boy. His features are naturally dark, and his hair grows thick and plentiful, earning him the ability to be called hairy. Despite the lack in height, stature, or build, he still exudes an air of superiority. This could probably be attributed to the curve in his eyebrows, the height of his cheek bones, or, more probably the look of distaste he always wears on his face.
Wand: 10 and 5/8th, Willow with a Unicorn Hair core.
Academic Achievements:
Skills / Abilities: Apparation license
Boggart:
Personality: Defensive, suspicious, Snobbish, Mean spirited, Insecure
Brief History: Niall was born one darkly auspicious night in April, to one Boadicea Ossiriand nee Archer and Bricius Ossiriand. As per tradition, the only one's in attendance was his mother, a midwife, and the Matriarch of the family, his grandmother, Branwen Ossiriand nee Archer. After a considerably, and terrifyingly long labor, Niall was born, and his mother was declared deceased from complications during birth.
The months following his birth proved to be a bit dicey, as his adult brother returned home, and his father fell into alcoholism. Eventually, the tax of alcohol on his brain, mixed in with a weak constitution due to deep rooted inbreeding, led to the proclamation of madness, and his father was locked away in a separate wing of the manor until 1990, when he jumped from a fourth story window, effectively killing himself. Because of their grandparents old age, it fell on the oldest Ossiriand son to move back home and raise the newborn.
While growing up, his older brother Irial, took on the role of parent, creating conflicting feelings in the young Niall, who didn't know if he should treat him as a parent or a brother. His grandparents, a cold, rather demanding people created only fear in him, and it only increased as his disability was revealed. Unlike his brother, Niall was small, sickly, unimpressive, and deficient with his disabling stutter. He was, for lack of a better word, the black sheep of the family, creating a complex in Niall that remains to this day.
Although he had no hope of standing in his brothers shoes, he's compensated by trying, and finding a small talent in playing the piano. His musical capabilities was the only point that pleased his grandparents, and so he spent all the time he could perfecting it. Thanks to his brother, he also found a smaller talent in Quidditch, although he has yet to play with enough people to constitute an actual game.
Fears:
- Public Speaking: Alright, so public speaking isn't the most unique of fears to have, nor is it exactly the most interesting, but to someone who cannot speak normally, it's a nightmare. Every time he opens his mouth he's mortified, and having to do that in front of a large crowd of people who are expecting something decent, always manages to get Niall to break out in a cold sweat.
- Germs: while Niall may not consciously think about germs, the idea of touching others, who may or may not be as clean as him, more than grosses him out, and he has taken to wearing gloves at, almost, all times.'
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Worst Memory(ies):
Being all alone, lost, and trapped by the shore when he was four years old: Niall was always a sickly little boy growing up, but he was also very curious about almost everything. Somehow, he had managed to walk off by himself, and since he'd always been enchanted by the sea, he stumbled his way down the rocky shore. By the time it started getting dark, he had walked very far from his home, and had somehow turned himself about so much that he didn't know his way back. Scared, he curled up against a rock and hoped his big brother would come for him. After awhile, he fell asleep. When he woke back up it was almost pitch black, and there was water lapping at his legs. He'd somehow managed to trap himself in a small area that was now surrounded by water. Being too sick to really play in the water, he never learned to swim like the other kids, and so he couldn't escape himself. An hour later, he was finally rescued by Irial, but that memory has never left him.
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Best Maemory(ies):
Several weeks after being found stranded on the Beach, Irial surprised him with his very first ride on a broom. Due to his weak constitution, and always being ill, he was never allowed to be as active as a lot of other boy's his age, and the weeks following the incident on the beach, he wasn't allowed out of bed, for fear that he'd catch pneumonia. His older big brother, with his long strides, walked into his room, scooped the little boy up, and took him outside, allowing him to sit in front of him for a turn around the grounds.
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