THE HAUNTED...
Full Name :
Alexander Jonathan Garth
Age :
18
Birth date :
July 3rd [Cancer]
House :
Slytherin
Year :
7th
Perhaps, it wasn't his appearance which steered people away from him. Or was it his nature that provides the fear to recollect from others whom allowed distance to abide?
Alexander Garth certainly doesn't have the look that would project fear. A 5 feet 10 inch boy couldn't have hold much trepidation among others now could it? Sorely tempted for food he is, and his weight which sums up to 150 pounds pictured him just as that.
The skin, has always been naturally yellowish pale due to the mix of genetic between two different culture. His hair, dark brownish, untouched yet unbearably messy, just the very manner he had so long adapted himself to preserve them by. His shoulders, the feature... arrogantly poised as to the ways he had been bred by the Garths...
How shall we describe Alex Garth? Ghastly? No... Definitely not that... Not nearly enough to be terrified of. Yet a little tiny inkling inside him yearns to be so. Confusing? Yes... That's the word. For he had sorely long for the true him to deploy and hold him firmly to his stand. In search of the pureness in the depth of darkness which had bind him concretely to his responsibility. His family, they are the very people who haunted him in his dreams and during his awake. The crowd that had forever reminding him of his curse. The curse, in which of course was the reason of his long drawn look that was somehow plastered for life upon his face.
Alex kept mostly to himself. Feeling the guilt that surpasses him at every movement of the sun. Deep inside, he sought for a soul to trust. A living emotional being to savor the joy whenever he feels it and to grieve blindly for the gloom he suddenly suffers. Confused?
HIS CURSE...
The House of Garth was more like a prison to him. Like a cell that barred him from his freedom, for ever having his life ruled by himself. North West District of Hogsmeade is where the Garth Mansion stood proudly looming over its occupants. The father, Jonathan Garth, and the mother, Akiko Katagi, both are serving their life time sentence in Azkaban along with the many Dark Lord followers. Being both pure bloods, turning Alex no less like them. A Death Eater in the making...
The Garth... is one of the very ancient pure-blood families in wizarding world. Even perhaps one of the little ancestries left nowadays. Proud they are for not having any impure blood-lines in the family, and they intended to continue them so. The detestation they have against the impure ones are blatantly extreme. Alex himself was bred patented with such despise. Not a single soul who were being born in The House of Garth unmarked with Salazar's trait, though it has yet to be certain whether the family has or not the link to the Slytherin House founder. Except for one... The black-sheep of the family. Zachary Garth...
It was on his 4th year when Lord Voldemort was fully resurrected. Very much the same year when both Alex's parents were hauled into the wizard prison, charged with treason. Having Akiko and Jonathan both working in the Ministry of Magic was definitely an opportunity worth risked. The loads of information that run freely into the hands of the Dark Lord were greatly used. And when the stench became too obvious, the resources were discovered. The price paid was too huge for Alex to bear. Not only that he lost his parents, furthermore, his summer was scheduled to his doom. When autumn ceased to die, a polyjuice draughts had been prepared for him as his visits to Azkaban was not mere visits, but more of a shift to be taken, replacing his father's place for the rest of the summer, so that Jonathan would be able to be present himself in the Death Eater meetings.
Perhaps, it was the agony he himself had witnessed in Azkaban drawn him towards of becoming a Death Eater. The murdering coldness, not only that it pierced into his skin, but it delved deeper into the bottomless pit of his conscience. In silence he vowed... vowed that he would retaliate for his family and raze to those who have even the slight of connection to annihilate Lord Voldemort. And perhaps, someday... be the man himself.
Brandon Garth, his father's eldest brother and his family were the only ones left for his aid. But they were no more than a person who made sure food was served in his platter when he needed one. But that's about it really, except for the fact that Brandon was the one encouraging him to serve the Dark Lord. There's even at one time Brandon forged a Dark Mark onto Alex's very arm, claiming him as a Junior Death Eater right after erasing his memories.
Day by day, Alex began to realize that he was only a pawn in a chess game. The board was suicidal. And with the wrong move he had made by falling in love with an Auror to be, Alex not only drawing himself into jeopardy but also the very girl who had captured his heart. Alas, realizing the fact didn't do him at all good.
A Death Eater he had ceased to become, then a Death Eater he will be... It was his destiny... It was his curse...
OTHERS...
Wand :
Made of 13 1/2 inch Yew with a single Phoenix Feather as it's core.
Adores :
The gust of the morning wind and the tide that goes with the rain. Hogwarts Ground turned to be his favorite domain. The lake in particular caught more of his interest rather than other. Yet, as long as there's serenity for him to avail, he would definitely seek for it, even if it wouldn't last...
Loathe :
Muggleborns.
Pet :
A Great Grey Owl named Crow
FAMILY...
Father :
Jonathan Garth [Death Eater - MoM]
Mother :
Akiko Katagi [Death Eater - MoM]
Uncle :
Brandon Garth [Death Eater - Wizengamot]
Zachary Garth [Death Eater - Singer/Pianist]
Aunt :
Morgana Garth [Brandon's wife]
Cousin :
Annabelle Garth [Brandon's daughter]
Full Name :
Alexander Jonathan Garth
Age :
18
Birth date :
July 3rd [Cancer]
House :
Slytherin
Year :
7th
Perhaps, it wasn't his appearance which steered people away from him. Or was it his nature that provides the fear to recollect from others whom allowed distance to abide?
Alexander Garth certainly doesn't have the look that would project fear. A 5 feet 10 inch boy couldn't have hold much trepidation among others now could it? Sorely tempted for food he is, and his weight which sums up to 150 pounds pictured him just as that.
The skin, has always been naturally yellowish pale due to the mix of genetic between two different culture. His hair, dark brownish, untouched yet unbearably messy, just the very manner he had so long adapted himself to preserve them by. His shoulders, the feature... arrogantly poised as to the ways he had been bred by the Garths...
How shall we describe Alex Garth? Ghastly? No... Definitely not that... Not nearly enough to be terrified of. Yet a little tiny inkling inside him yearns to be so. Confusing? Yes... That's the word. For he had sorely long for the true him to deploy and hold him firmly to his stand. In search of the pureness in the depth of darkness which had bind him concretely to his responsibility. His family, they are the very people who haunted him in his dreams and during his awake. The crowd that had forever reminding him of his curse. The curse, in which of course was the reason of his long drawn look that was somehow plastered for life upon his face.
Alex kept mostly to himself. Feeling the guilt that surpasses him at every movement of the sun. Deep inside, he sought for a soul to trust. A living emotional being to savor the joy whenever he feels it and to grieve blindly for the gloom he suddenly suffers. Confused?
HIS CURSE...
The House of Garth was more like a prison to him. Like a cell that barred him from his freedom, for ever having his life ruled by himself. North West District of Hogsmeade is where the Garth Mansion stood proudly looming over its occupants. The father, Jonathan Garth, and the mother, Akiko Katagi, both are serving their life time sentence in Azkaban along with the many Dark Lord followers. Being both pure bloods, turning Alex no less like them. A Death Eater in the making...
The Garth... is one of the very ancient pure-blood families in wizarding world. Even perhaps one of the little ancestries left nowadays. Proud they are for not having any impure blood-lines in the family, and they intended to continue them so. The detestation they have against the impure ones are blatantly extreme. Alex himself was bred patented with such despise. Not a single soul who were being born in The House of Garth unmarked with Salazar's trait, though it has yet to be certain whether the family has or not the link to the Slytherin House founder. Except for one... The black-sheep of the family. Zachary Garth...
It was on his 4th year when Lord Voldemort was fully resurrected. Very much the same year when both Alex's parents were hauled into the wizard prison, charged with treason. Having Akiko and Jonathan both working in the Ministry of Magic was definitely an opportunity worth risked. The loads of information that run freely into the hands of the Dark Lord were greatly used. And when the stench became too obvious, the resources were discovered. The price paid was too huge for Alex to bear. Not only that he lost his parents, furthermore, his summer was scheduled to his doom. When autumn ceased to die, a polyjuice draughts had been prepared for him as his visits to Azkaban was not mere visits, but more of a shift to be taken, replacing his father's place for the rest of the summer, so that Jonathan would be able to be present himself in the Death Eater meetings.
Perhaps, it was the agony he himself had witnessed in Azkaban drawn him towards of becoming a Death Eater. The murdering coldness, not only that it pierced into his skin, but it delved deeper into the bottomless pit of his conscience. In silence he vowed... vowed that he would retaliate for his family and raze to those who have even the slight of connection to annihilate Lord Voldemort. And perhaps, someday... be the man himself.
Brandon Garth, his father's eldest brother and his family were the only ones left for his aid. But they were no more than a person who made sure food was served in his platter when he needed one. But that's about it really, except for the fact that Brandon was the one encouraging him to serve the Dark Lord. There's even at one time Brandon forged a Dark Mark onto Alex's very arm, claiming him as a Junior Death Eater right after erasing his memories.
Day by day, Alex began to realize that he was only a pawn in a chess game. The board was suicidal. And with the wrong move he had made by falling in love with an Auror to be, Alex not only drawing himself into jeopardy but also the very girl who had captured his heart. Alas, realizing the fact didn't do him at all good.
A Death Eater he had ceased to become, then a Death Eater he will be... It was his destiny... It was his curse...
OTHERS...
Wand :
Made of 13 1/2 inch Yew with a single Phoenix Feather as it's core.
Adores :
The gust of the morning wind and the tide that goes with the rain. Hogwarts Ground turned to be his favorite domain. The lake in particular caught more of his interest rather than other. Yet, as long as there's serenity for him to avail, he would definitely seek for it, even if it wouldn't last...
Loathe :
Muggleborns.
Pet :
A Great Grey Owl named Crow
FAMILY...
Father :
Jonathan Garth [Death Eater - MoM]
Mother :
Akiko Katagi [Death Eater - MoM]
Uncle :
Brandon Garth [Death Eater - Wizengamot]
Zachary Garth [Death Eater - Singer/Pianist]
Aunt :
Morgana Garth [Brandon's wife]
Cousin :
Annabelle Garth [Brandon's daughter]
