Post by ANDREW NIKOLAI BOND on Feb 12, 2011 16:19:48 GMT -5
- - ANDREW NIKOLAI BOND
and for the record i was lost,
with only one road i could never cross,
and that's the road that takes me here,
oh no, not again,
this is where it started[/size]
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FULL NAME:andrew nikolai bond
NAME MEANING:[/size] derived from greek, andrew is loosely translated to ‘courage’, a name fated for a gryffindor. conversely, nikolai was his maternal grandfather’s name.
NICKNAMES:[/size] andy, drew, nick, bond.
BIRTHDAY:[/size] april thirtieth 1958
AGE:[/size] eighteen
GENDER:[/size] male
PLACE OF BIRTH:[/size] zurich, switzerland
YEAR:[/size] seventh
BLOOD:[/size] halfblood
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:[/size] heterosexual
PARENTS:[/size] max bond, 40, auror. monique delacroix, swiss aristocrat, 38.
SIBLINGS:[/size] michael bond, 17, sixth year ravenclaw
SPOUSE:[/size] n/a
CHILDREN:[/size] n/a
OTHER RELATIVES:[/size] n/a
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WAND:[/size] 13 inches, oak, phoenix feather
BROOM:[/size] nimbus
HOUSE:[/size] gryffindor
BEST SUBJECTS:[/size] arithmancy and transfigurations
WORST SUBJECTS:[/size] defence against the dark arts and history of magic
AFFILIATION:[/size] neutral
BEST MEMORY:[/size] snogging THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD in the bleachers after losing the quidditch cup final
WORST MEMORY:[/size] receiving news of his dad’s death from his colleagues
PATRONUS:[/size] corporeal form of a Canis lupus cubanensis (Caspian Sea Wolf)
AMORTENTIA:[/size] cinnamon, freshly cut grass, rain, morning dew, jasmine
BOGGART:[/size] swimming
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HAIR:[/size] spiky, slightly feathered ; dirty and dark blonde in colour
EYES:[/size] green with hazel flecks
BUILD:[/size]
At eighteen, Andrew Bond; the new‘poster boy’ for wizarding education is beginning to look his age. Despite retaining the majority of his boyish good looks, it remains to be seen if the unvarying stress relating to his shouldering of the burden left in the absence of his deceased father would wear the wizard thin. For the exact reason, he feels as though he was closer to thirty than his original age, and often expects to see a graying thinning version of himself whenever he views himself in the mirror. Nevertheless, this was expected from a man who devoted most of his waking hours in alleviating his familial burden and fastidiously keeping his younger brother on the straight and narrow, looking out for the younger Bond; whilst retaining his house allegiances and upholding the traditional rivalry with Slytherins.
Standing at 6’, Andrew would generally consider himself as a tall person. It just so happens that few of his adversaries could better his height, which he usually found advantageous as a tool for intimidation. The little fact that his younger brother slightly towers over him irks him to no end as he recalled the days of his youth where young Michael looked up to his older brother. As a young boy, he was often bullied as he was short for his age, despite catching up with most of his peers by the time he enrolled to Hogwarts. Andrew had often lead a sheltered privileged childhood, one which was constantly reminded to him as the primary attribute for his growth and general well-being. Along with his height came a lean muscled athletic that he worked hard to achieve. The broad shoulders and the lean muscles could be seen as a product from his frequent training sessions and workouts whereby he would mostly undertake to pass time. Being the watchful and health infatuated matriarch, Monique often reminded him of the importance of eating and maintaining a healthy lifestyle. Andrew has never failed to not adhere to the ethos that was entrenched to him by that of his other half.
To begin by describing him, Andrew Bond can be regarded as the strong, silent type. This was often contradicted by the façade of confidence, candor and charisma which he maintains under public scrutiny. The close cropped spiky albeit slightly feather dark blonde hair, along with the piercing gaze elicited from those almond-shaped green eyes of him brought out the very epitome of a hawkish detective that barely misses a beat. Prior to his fifth year, Andrew had styled longer hair that would reach the sides of his collar whilst parted in two strands. Moving on, Andrew had a slightly protruding nose and a rather firm chin and jaw line. Knowing he wouldn’t admit it, it was clear that they were the result of extensive skirmishes both on the Quidditch pitch and off where most battles against Slytherin were won and loss at Hogwarts. Quite fortuitously, Andrew hadn’t been unfortunate enough to lose any of his teeth. After all, Andrew Bond isn’t desired by the female student population for merely his charms.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:[/size]
As mentioned above, Andrew’s well-toned body however, wasn’t without their flaws seeing as to how he was the owner of a remarkable set of scars and contusions acquired in his time at Hogwarts. If anyone would take any notice, they could also see a distinct mark of a former fracture sustained at his vertebral ribs during the notorious stooging attempt by the Slytherins that resulted from his vertical drop from his broom.
STYLE OF DRESS:[/size]
Asides from Andrew’s unique school attire, the rest of his wardrobe remains rather casual. Often, Andrew is often caught donning simple T-shirts or polos, with a combination of slacks or jeans depending on the dress requirements and the occasion. Dress robes are the attires that he saves for the most formal occasions, frequently opting for more casual wear when the opportunity presents itself. The reserved preference of clothing also indicates the manner in which he carries himself when he entertains his peers at the Great Hall or the dormitories.
PLAYBY:[/size] jensen ackles
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HISTORY:[/size]
It had seemed to everyone that they would be a mismatch, far from a match made in heaven. After all, what was a wizard to do when he met and fell for the Muggle; a Swiss aristocrat nonetheless! Yet, it was Max would had the last laugh as he found himself greeting his bride down the aisle in a private ceremony on the French Alps. Max was raised in a modest upbringing with an elder brother in Surrey, England. This was brought in stark contrast with his wife’s wealthy lifestyle that differed greatly from that of her significant other. Andrew Bond was born on the 30th of April in Zurich where both his father and mother were traveling, due to his father’s commitment in his work. The Bond family tried to settle down after the birth of their first child but Max was constantly on the move. As the firstborn Bond, Andrew was adored upon by both sets of parents and grandparents. Whilst remnants of the memory of his early childhood remain sketchy at best, Andrew was often described as an intelligent yet disciplined boy. Never once did either his parents suffer from late night return trips from one bedroom to another to cater for their young son’s needs, as he slept serenely into dawn. The irony is still not lost onto him as he reflects into the man that he grew into.
Michael’s birth was a welcome addition to the young family, as the family interest soon shifted to their latest addition. For the most part, this didn’t exactly pose an issue for the elder Bond male, particularly as he enjoyed his moments of solitude from constant scrutiny. In having a younger sibling, Andrew was entrusted with the responsibilities and duties that were affiliated with that of elder siblings, one that involved having to look out for Michael and keeping him out of harm’s way. Still, the presence of a younger brother meant he never yearned for companionship from his friends. Sure, there were instances of sibling rivalry and disagreements that often wrecked mayhem in the Bond household but Andrew took everything in his stride; from showing Michael the ‘ways of the world’ to even setting him up for his first date. Whilst he may not admit it, it has become increasingly apparent to Andrew that his brother remains the single most important fixture in his life.
By the age of six, Andrew had already lived in Paris, London, Munich, Milan and Madrid. However, as he got older, Monique had decided that she had enough of the life as a gypsy. Soon, young Andrew resided in Surrey, his father’s ancestral home where he grew up as a Muggle boy. Despite his father being a wizard, he managed to live his life the normal way. He was home schooled by his mother and he became fluent in English, French and German. Young Andrew however was kept in the dark of his magical ancestry. Being constantly on the move, he soon learnt the art of making friends and losing them equally fast. Although he found the art of forming friendships easy and became quite popular, he was content with the simple company of his younger brother for the most of the time.
In successfully garnering a permanent fixture with the Ministry of Magic, Max managed to earn a stipend that enabled comfortable living in a pleasant countryside home near the coast with a large garden. The picturesque living with a view of the sea and ivy climbing across the bricks of the house meant for perfect living under the Bond household. Whilst Michael remained jaded with the countless trips to the beach and warm summers in the garden, Andrew managed to draw happy memories growing up away from the hustle and bustle of the city. From learning the basics of beach soccer to flying a broom for the very first time, from learning to swim in the warm waters of the gentle-lapping seas to being saved from drowning in the tumultuous waters of the French coast; there weren’t a time in his life that he recalled being so carefree and juvenile. Often, Andrew would find himself inviting his younger brother to join him in embarking on a journey of self-discovery only to find his invitation rebuffed for piano lessons or cooking lessons. This notion often bemused Andrew as he could not comprehend the lack of imagination on his younger sibling’s part.
Little did young Bond know that his happy carefree world was about to crash and burn. It all started with the Head of the Magical Law Enforcement coaxing the Auror services’ best man into partaking one last mission prior to his official retirement to a senior regulatory role within the Ministry. What was to be a routine mission simply went awry that lead to the brutal massacre of Max’s entire team by an unknown executioner(s). Andrew would cite chills till this very day upon the very moment he greeted the very men that bore bad news at his very doorstep. Having met two burly Aurors at the door that claimed to work with his father, they requested for a private audience with his mother. Quite enthusiastic at the opportunity to listen to both men impress him with war stories of old, he led them into the drawing room whilst locating his mother. Whilst the majority of the subsequent conversation had been banished from the depths of his mind, Andrew recalled the depressing site of his bawling mother whilst hugging him close by for support. As fate would have it, the Bonds have lost their patriarch.
Thereafter, Andrew spent the remainder of his childhood ensuring the general well-being of his younger brother; often portraying the absent father figure in Michael’s life. As a single parent, Monique did her best in raising her boys as they became a closer knit unit than ever. The tragedy simply forced Andrew to mature quicker than life intended for him to, thrusting him into the deep end without any prior caution. Therefore, family remained the single most important thing to Andrew, doing absolutely anything and standing up for them without fail. As a graduate of Great Britain’s finest magical institution, it weren’t surprising for Andrew to receive his Hogwarts letter in the mail to embark on his quest for magical knowledge, in following his father’s footsteps. Andrew had been immensely reluctant to abandon his family in what he viewed as their time of need. However, at his mother’s insistence that both her boys were to receive proper magical instruction, he found himself packed away for his first year away from home. The farewell remained a bitter pill to swallow, particularly for both siblings as Michael would not comprehend the invasive approach that his older sibling adopted in his life. The boys barely spoke throughout that year, but soon made amends when Michael started at Hogwarts the following fall.
Andrew’s time at Hogwarts is often recollected as a mesh of personal triumphs and tragedies. A suitable analogy could be that of a five minute trailer of ‘The Life and Times of Andrew Bond’. Nothing noteworthy occurred during his first year of formal education as he strived to make friends and attempted to keep his nose clean. Despite his best efforts, he holds the distinct record for having landed a spot in detention in the shortest possible time. What transpired was the little fact that Andrew was coerced into covering for James Potter’s mischievous prank that would’ve landed him a suspension. The infamous record still stands till this day as Headmaster Dumbledore reserves special mention of both Potter and him in his welcome back address. Andrew’s second year at Hogwarts meant that he’d return to the school with an ally, that being his younger brother. With detention being a permanent fixture in his schedule, Andrew had been cautioned by his mother to not draw his younger sibling down the same road as he did. Oddly enough, Michael had been sorted into Ravenclaw and subsequently managed to make a name for himself as the diligent overachiever that he had often expected him to become.
The next three years of formal education passed by with minimal interruptions as Andrew was saddled with the normal tribulations that often afflicted adolescent boys. Having earned his notoriety as one with the school’s notorious Marauders, there was an endless string of suitors that pursued his interest. There was never any fear of being alone for the weekend as Andrew was often found in the company of feminine presence. However, Andrew was constantly fraught with anxiety for Michael’s wellbeing in settling in at the palatial estates of Hogwarts. Being the studious gentleman, he was often bullied and tormented by various sections of the student body; namely the Slytherins. Thus, Andrew more often than not found himself in the midst of a duel; resulting in frequent visits to the infirmary with broken noses and bloodied shirts. During his fifth year, Andrew recalled having to burn the midnight oil whilst requesting for his brother’s aid in studying for his OWLs. It was then that he met THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD Hargreaves, the one girl that he did not mind having to spend every waking moment with. Funnily enough, Andrew found most girls insufferable during that stage of his life. Needless to say, Andrew’s combined effort when coupled with the Ravenclaws’ assistance enabled him to ace his examinations with flying colours; surprising even the most ardent of his critics.
In his penultimate year of formal education, Andrew was greeted with a surprise upon his return to Hogwarts. Andrew Bond was elected to lead the Gryffindor Quidditch team to Quidditch Cup glory by the Head of House. In all honesty, Andrew felt that James had been more deserved for his Quidditch exploits on the pitch. Still, Andrew repaid the faith instilled in him by an expectant fan base by leading the team into the Quidditch Cup Final. The forward lineup lead by James trounced the Slytherin defense into submission as they raced into an early fifty point lead. Like a well-oiled machine, the hours of practice should’ve translated into on-pitch success. However, it was not to be as Gryffindor’s traditional rivals stole the crown by a meager ten points during Andrew’s finest hour courtesy of their Seeker. Long after the match was over, a forlorn Andrew could be found staring at the vast night sky in the empty stands contemplating a different outcome. To his surprise, he was discovered brooding by his younger sibling and THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD who attempted to alleviate his misery. Needless to say, the events of that night had long since been forgotten as the three youths partied until dawn. However, Andrew recalled having engaged THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD in a lip-lock in the spur of the moment. What transpired the following morning was anyone’s guess but Michael had not quite let the matter slide by. In Andrew’s mind, his younger sibling would be expecting a nephew by the time he graduated! Still, Andrew completed his sixth year without quite resolving the conflicted feelings that he had for THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD.
Now in his final year of formal education, Andrew is adamant that he’d make the best of the last remnants of his school years. Having received numerous offers to ply his trade with the Quidditch professional outfits, Andrew had with a heavy heart turned them down as he had set his sights on emulating his father’s footsteps; against his mother’s wishes. Between juggling NEWTs, Quidditch and the unresolved issues in his love life, one has to wonder if anyone would really envy the life of one Andrew Bond.
LIKES:[/size]
• flying
[/size] – ever since his first broom ride, there isn’t quite a description that would define the joys of flying. with the wind whipping into your face, it’s a sensation quite unlike any other.• reading [/size] – one of michael’s favorite pastimes that was annoyingly passed onto him. an excellent way to kill time. besides, knowledge is power.
• arithmancy [/size] - another one of his inherited gifts. a natural flair with the numbers game. probability, statistics and algebra? you name it, he solves it.
• languages [/size] – how does one survive continent-hopping across europe without learning a thing or two? you don’t. in a dog eat dog world, you need to be a polyglot to get out of sticky situations. again, knowledge is power.
• success [/size] – despite his laid-back demeanor, andrew does not share the happy-go-lucky attitude adopted by most of his peers. besides, who likes failure?
• cards [/size] – growing up in a wizarding household in the english countryside, there wasn’t a lot for a little boy to do. a favorite pastime of his remains visiting a retired muggle casino dealer who happened to be his neighbor. he possesses one of the best poker faces around. don’t bet on it.
• food [/size] – a permanent fixture at the gryffindor table during mealtimes, andrew can be found wolfing down anything and everything. being spoilt rotten by his mother’s cooking did him little good as he could be found scavenging food in the kitchen past curfew.
• quidditch [/size] – his father’s team had always been the montrose magpies. the most successful side to ever ply their trade in the british and irish quidditch league, or so he’s been told. it was also the first time he ventured into a quidditch stadium and partakes in the game atmosphere. watching fourteen players battle it out for sporting supremacy, he’s never looked back since.
• alcohol[/size] – the first drink he’s ever received was a sip of his father’s straight whiskey. since then, he’d remained quite proficient with holding his own during binge parties that the marauders pulled every weekend or so. an alcohol connoisseur, he’d trained his palate to recognize fifty different drinks simply by tasting them.
• training[/size] – having lost the quidditch cup final, andrew is adamant to leave a legacy for future gryffindor quidditch captains to aspire to. what better way to spend time than honing the skills that could end up in a blaze of glory. besides, practice makes perfect.
• staying up late[/size] – andrew bond is a nocturnal creature, and he prefers to allocate most of his activities during the wee hours of the night. sometimes, he can be found with a guitar alone on the balcony serenading an unseen figure or servicing and polishing his broom with the aid of a servicing kit. during other nights, it would be
attempts to ‘beat the system’ by playing pranks on the patrolling staff members and prefects at Hogwarts.
• sleeping in[/size] - being the nocturnal creature that he is, andrew hangs a massive ‘do not disturb’ sign out on his four-poster for all to see. those that risk disrupting him during his slumber shall face the wrath of his dueling abilities. sadly, it is often one of the marauders who is sent to haul his lazy ass out of the dormitory and into class. he’d much rather a pretty girl as a wake-up call, though.
• compliance [/size] – often, bond wonders how the numerous quidditch captain throughout the british and irish league tolerate the incompetence of their respective teammates in adhering to instructions. he prefers if his team would simply chose to follow orders than waste time questioning his methods.
• transfigurations[/size] - the art of transfigurations has long been associated with numerous luminaries including hogwarts’ headmaster, albus dumbledore. it is also andrew's most-adept subject.
• sex and seduction[/size] - a man of little words, he may be, but bond; like his namesake, is gifted in the art of flirting and seduction. after all, he is but a man with needs.
• krystal hargreaves[/size] - it is amazing how time flies, as andrew reminiscence the day he met THEBESTGIRLINTHEWORLD hargreaves. he recalled the same jokes, the same moves and the same admiring glances he had of her when she first helped him with his OWLs. since then, they have progressed to become the closest confidants to one another. perhaps it would be unwise for him to jeopardise what he has for his strong feelings that he has for her? [/right]
DISLIKES:[/size]
• ministry
[/size] – when andrew was a kid, he had always held the ministry of magic responsible for his father’s demise. as he matured, he soon realized the foolishness of his misplaced guilt. still, he finds the multiple levels of bureaucracy in the ministry astounding and hopes to revolutionize the ministry one day.• politics[/size] – having shook the minister of magic’s hand at his father’s funeral, he has walked away from the experience with the distinct impression that the man’s an old codger. the man failed to give him a straight answer, something he attributed to politics.
• bullies[/size] – having been enrolled in muggle schools as a young lad, the new transfer student was always going to be the easiest target for those meatier, nasty looking kids. what didn’t help was his small stature that easily accommodated the bullies’ beatings when he refused to give them his lunch money.
• failure[/size] – again, andrew has never understood the stereotype that most gryffindors were a happy-go-lucky bunch that indoctrinated failure as part of daily living. unless you were an eternal pessimist, who likes to fail?
• death to family members[/size] – ever since his father’s death, andrew has suffered more than he has let on. the façade of confidence that he exudes on a daily basis simply papers over the strains that he imposes onto himself as the man of the family. he cannot bear to think the thought of losing any more family members…
• being thrown out of bed early[/size] - reputedly the dormitory’s most notorious nocturnal, andrew has often fought a losing battle during his attempts to skip class by ignoring the morning bell and lazing in bed. once, he found himself being levitated over the lake during winter and he awoke to find himself freezing soaked and dripping wet. it also helps to explain his heavy addiction to coffee.
• infirmary[/size] – contrary to popular belief, andrew despises a trip down to the infirmary; despite having spent almost half his semester in there for multiple reasons. be it a sporting injury acquired from the quidditch pitch to the multiple lacerations and bruises that he acquires from dueling, he dreads having to face the school’s nurse and promise to take better care of himself.
• losing[/size] – closely aligned to his distinct dislike for failure, andrew had always been a poor loser. that’s not to say he would simply throw a fit that would serve to alienate him from the rest of his peers. however, andrew tends to overanalyze about things that could’ve been attributed to his loss instead of moving on.
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STRENGTHS:[/size]
• polyglot
[/size] - andrew's ability to converse in several languages is down to the fact that the arrangement and preparations which his parents had enlisted him into since he was a toddler. he is fluent in french and german; asides from his native tongue. he has found it particularly useful as a medium of communication, in his dealings with attractive foreign students. however, andrew yearns to master the russian language; should the time permits him, as he struggles to decipher the stuff durmstrang students utter whenever they butt heads.• eidetic memory[/size] - the ability to recall images, sounds, or objects in memory with extreme accuracy and in abundant volume. andrew can easily remember images, sounds and objects from his past, and in the case of an object it often triggers a moment where he might remember something that happened to him. his memory recall comes in form of dreams and whenever he's holding in object of some meaning to him.
• strategist and tactician[/size] - whilst andrew bond gives little indication that he possesses a level of intellect that rivals that of the best students at hogwarts, he often utilizes his intellect whilst under pressure, during quidditch matches in his capacity as team leader of an elite team. very little escape the notice of his mind whilst at work and he strives to discover the weaknesses of his enemies’ plans. furthermore, andrew is also known to be an astute tactician often utilizing cunning tactics to outwit his foes. having learnt sun tzu’s art of war, he is capable of formulating strategies at will to outwit his adversaries.
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WEAKNESSES:[/size]
• criticism
[/size] – being the constant perfectionist, andrew strives to improve on every aspect of his life. therefore, it perplexes him that people would still offer 'constructive criticism' or thinly veiled insults to justify his performances. you'd think the best person to judge him was himself...• overconfidence[/size] – for the man that has built up a near invincibility on the quidditch pitch, andrew's greatest achilles remain his overconfidence on his skills. there's no doubt that he remains the finest gryffindor keeper the team has ever seen. nonetheless, there remains a long way to fall from his pedestal should he be knocked off his high perch.
• history of magic[/size] – only professor binns possess the right set of skills, tools and arsenal to make an already dull subject into one that could torture priests. andrew can often be found sleeping at the back or skipping lessons to enjoy a warm spring day.[/right]
PERSONALITY: [/size]
A constant fallacy that plagues most beings involves the shallow interpretation of Andrew Bond being the man whom he appears to be. However, the age-old axiom of judging a book by its cover warrants merit, particularly when construing a deeper understanding for the man behind the mask. On the whole, he is a very likeable person. He is capable of forming numerous friendships, with the rest of his contemporaries. It would be a rare occasion to find someone who dislikes Andrew for his socialite behavior that he exhibits on a daily basis around campus. Andrew’s best personality trait would be, emotionally, he is similar to the icy winters of Hogwarts, transparent. Andrew’s devastatingly honest; being very upfront with his emotions and thoughts all the time albeit to the point of being blunt. Still, Andrew never tries to be malicious about anything, simply calling the facts as he sees them. Additionally, Andrew is also exceedingly valiant in the face of external physical danger along with facing up to unpleasant scenarios in admitting his own mistakes. This emotional honesty would often land Andrew in complex state of affairs, particularly in his romantic affiliations. Despite his constant profligacy in the love department, Andrew is still well-liked by his circle of friends who cannot afford to stay mad at him.
A trademark smile etched across his striking features has become synonymous with the name Andrew Bond. The boy is, for the most part, a laid-back optimist. He’s may be susceptible to the occasional moments of ridicule, and doesn’t entirely take anything serious unless he recognizes the significant need for the attention. In fact, Andrew tends to spread the infectious good mood as well, often cheering people up. As the residential comedian and chief prankster, Andrew often enlists several of his comrades; in participating in his constant schemes for practical jokes that he deems necessary as daily entertainment. Therefore, there isn’t a moment of peace around campus with Andrew’s constant shenanigans. During his spare time, which most casual observers find that he has an abundance of; Andrew is content to roam around Hogwarts’ vast estate and neighboring Surrey whilst joking and laughing with his friends. He’s rarely ever bored, thanks to his spell casting that enables him to constantly experiment with new ways to impress newcomers and the female students alike, much to the chagrin of his male comrades.
Thus, Andrew is often misinterpreted as an arrogant showoff, given his penchant for showboating and impressing others. Still, Andrew is admittedly a little cocky, nothing overbearing. Still, certain quarters around the university would definitely love to knock him down a few notches and burn his pride. This, in turn, is viewed as a challenge and Andrew would go out of his way to bring down those who plot his very downfall. Despite the competitiveness exhibited by most masculine students around campus, it is all done in good spirits with nothing untoward ever coming towards the receiving party. Furthermore, though it may seem that Andrew is an immature jokester, purely intent on popularity; he is known for his penchant of springing surprises to those that least expects it. Andrew is capable of being very insightful at times, shocking even the people who’re close to him.
On occasion, Andrew remains quiet and observant, often rarely noticed during the middle of conversations; unless he draws his attention towards the other party. It was also the careful observer trait, one that had been honed throughout his youth in looking out for his younger brother, which allows him to carefully measure and gauge the true emotions and traits of both his allies and adversaries. For the most part, he has become astute towards most of his friends’ emotions and personalities that probably would stun even their mothers! Therefore, the male friends would regularly seek audience with Andrew whenever they require ‘to get something off their chests that has been eating away at them for the past week’ whilst the females tend to find Andrew as the best shoulder to cry upon, whenever they have been wronged in anyway.
Andrew is also fiercely protective of those he considers friends, going as far as to threaten to kill those that wreck havoc and bring misery into his friends’ lives. It is this intense loyalty that he exhibits throughout his life that leads most of his friends to find themselves fortunate for having Andrew as a friend. Despite his young age, Andrew considers himself to be mature whilst knowing black from white along with underlying moral values that has been shared by his sibling. Often, Andrew has been cited as a determined individual who staunchly sticks with what he firmly believes in. This determination and iron-clad belief was noted as an admirable trait, especially in an individual such as Andrew. Andrew is not cold-hearted, albeit the first impression that he extends to most that meets him upon the first time. Andrew is in reality, a warm, caring, and loving friend who would put his friends before himself. He has constantly proven himself time after time, particularly in Quidditch that he’d take a Bludger for those he cares about, without hesitation. This is in stark contrast with his treatment towards his enemies. For those that have wronged Andrew, he makes threats which he intends on keeping and he knows exactly what he is doing. Andrew is hardly ever impulsive, often acting with good measure of rationale and reason.
Andrew is most definitely more of a spontaneous person than a planner. He finds little need for organizing the little details in his life, preferring to ‘go with the flow’ as finding takes out the fun and mystery in his life. This is not to indicate a veiled recklessness that Andrew hides behind his façade of spontaneity. Andrew simply prefers to let things happen and watch it all unfold before him. In addition, Andrew is known to hold an armory of charms, flirts and the occasional sexual innuendo. Whilst he may be aware of his appeal towards the female, and even perhaps the rare male admirer, Andrew is unaware of his penchant to unconsciously flirt shamelessly with several people (females!). Still, he finds most of it all harmless as there is an underlying fear that he’ll ruin a friendship because he could be a little too outgoing. Even so, Andrew is generally a gentleman when it comes to maintaining romantic interests who regards tradition and chivalry as his most effective instruments in enticing his romantic interests. Despite his efforts, Andrew has always seemed unable to maintain any sort of long-time relationship.
However, despite the façade which Andrew maintains within the confines of public social spheres as such, there exists an entirely different side of the Healer-in-training that solely exists to the knowledge of a select few. Often, it is interesting to speculate reasons pertaining to the man’s cynicism in maintaining any sort of long-term relationship with women. Despite this perceived lack of interest, he remains truly dedicated towards whatever he does; whether it involves notching personal accomplishments during the term of his course of study at Hogwarts or aiding and abetting his brother’s quest to discover his fairytale love of his life. Additionally, he possesses a trait that is rare amongst the breed of wizards of his time, one that is of steadfast iron will and belief. More often than not, Andrew has attempted to prevail where lesser men have failed, discounting the impossible as a nonexistent terminology that was invented by quitters. A self-admitted workaholic, Andrew would not permit himself a moment of rest until he fulfills his life-long ambition of rescuing the lives of witches and wizards in need. Needless to say, Andrew has often found himself bearing the brunt of messiah complex jokes.
Finally, patience is also another virtue that is commonly associated with Andrew, often cited as the decisive factor in wizarding duels. For the elder Bond, it would take divine intervention for him to be provoked into a fiery outburst towards that of his adversaries. Despite that, Andrew is oft-considered cocky and arrogant, something that might lead to his downfall. He always wants to be in control of the situation he is placed in, sometimes refusing help from others. This is in no small part due to overconfidence, but the fact that he’s always wanted to prove himself towards his peers. For all his attributes and flaws, Andrew is regarded as a consistent decision maker, something that most people look for inside an Auror. Andrew also exudes an aura of calm and confidence and inspires others to better themselves, another leadership trait that is valued; particularly amongst those within his desired profession.
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ALIAS:[/size] nick
AGE: [/size] 21
EXPERIENCE: [/size] eight long years
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There had been a constant annoying hooting of an owl and the metallic rattling of a cage which Andrew couldn’t quite figure out how to rid himself of it. It had taken a shrill hooting noise to raise the elder Bond male from his alcohol-induced stupor as he fell off the bed in one instantaneous moment. Barely stumbling onto his feet whilst holding the bedside table for good measure, he groggily reached out for to flick the light switch before instantly recoiling from the illumination that was provided by its electrical source. Colliding head first into his wardrobe, Andrew cursed outwardly at his ill-timed mishap. In a feeble attempt to remove the fatigue from his eyes, he reached out for his wand that had been lodged uncomfortably in his jeans’ back pocket. Silently, he casted the Aguamenti charm that had conjured a jet of clear water from his wand onto the bull’s eye that was his head. Feeling considerably refreshed, he climbed onto his feet and glared at his owl that had been the source of his fleeting misery. Looking into the cage, he realized that his owl was probably in dire need of food and he was fresh out of owl treats. In making a mental note to purchase more provisions for his mail carrier and companion, he deftly removed the latch from the cage door and lifted his window open. “Catch loads of mice tonight, and I want you back by curfew,” he stated nonchalantly as his pet nipped his fingers with affection before taking off into the starry night sky.
Sighing inwardly, Andrew proceeded to make a halfhearted attempt at cleaning the ‘pigsty of a room’ that he so tenderly called his own. Earlier that morning, he briefly recalled his parents pleading for him to attempt to maintain a state of cleanliness in his room that mirrored that of his younger brother’s. Sniggering at that thought, he realized that the likelihood of ever emulating his brother would definitely breach every rule there was in sibling rivalry. Yet, he did retrieve most of the clothes in rapid succession that had been left on the floor with the aid of the Summoning charm before dropping them into the clothes hamper. Opening his bedroom door, he peered into the dark hallway that was the corridor that encompassed the upper levels of the Bond household in Surrey. Complete silence greeted him as Andrew figured his parents would probably be out somewhere whilst his brother was either engaged in slumber or absent from home as well. The matter was of little consequence as Andrew simply resettled onto his bed, choosing to reminiscence the blur that had been his youth. With graduation looming on the horizon, he had simply realized that seven years had passed by without him noticing. He had always known that the day would finally arrive, where he would finally bid Hogwarts farewell as a student. The brief period of recollection of flashbacks had to be halted when he realized that he hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday evening.
Descending the oak-paneled staircase, he was careful to avoid the creaking final step that had lead to much reprimand in his youth for being awake past his bedtime. Walking into the kitchen, he found a scribbled note that had confirmed his earlier estimations. Both his parents had taken off to enjoy a light evening meal and each other’s company. Just as he had reached the refrigerator, the antique grandfather’s clock that resided within his father’s study chimed seven times. For the second time that evening, Andrew cursed inwardly when he realized that he was due for an appearance at Ruby’s graduation party in London. Had it been any other person, Andrew might’ve decided an alternative course of action but this was Ruby Vaisey. With the unfortunate incident of Ruby’s evident lycanthropy, she had all but disappeared from school; an absence that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the elder Bond male. Needless to say, he was wholeheartedly supportive of her recovery and even contacted his great uncle about the easiest methodology in procuring an entire batch of Wolfsbane potion. The standard methods recommended by their text hardly seemed appropriate, as he hadn’t bothered to peer into the dust-filled pages for the entire school year. It had never occurred in his mind that he was going beyond the call of duty to help an ailing friend in need. He had simply been made aware of a simple solution that existed within the wizarding world, thanks to the brilliance of his great uncle who deservedly earned himself an Order of Merlin. Whilst the potion does little to cure lycanthropy, it goes a long way to alleviating the adverse effects of dementia which would usually accompany the transformation into a werewolf. Just recently, he had managed to finish an entire batch of potion which he packaged and subsequently sent them to Ruby.
Briefly registering his actions for the next several minutes, Andrew immediately bolted in the direction of his room before throwing open the doors of his closet. Perhaps he was finally beginning to appreciate the merits of having a room that didn’t resemble the aftermath of the lovechild between a hurricane and tornado, as the search for an appropriate formal attire eluded him. In throwing out the neatly folded clothes out of the closet and onto the floor, he was undoing the little progress of cleaning that he had successfully attempted only moments prior. There was little doubt that his mother would probably throw another fit when she entered his room with fresh ironed laundry the next morning. Finally settling upon a Hugo Boss suit that lay discarded in the innermost regions of his closet, Andrew broke into a smile when he realized that it was something that he had purchased and forgotten about during the family’s Christmas vacation in London. With equal measure of agility and dexterity, Andrew managed to skip out of his Muggle clothes within a heartbeat and changing into that of his dress shirt and black pants. Just as he checked himself in the mirror, he was almost glad that the sleep-tousled hair left it with a rather fashionable appearance that went along with his evening’s attire. With some minor adjustments to his hair, he subsequently worked his tie into a half Windsor knot that settled comfortably at the ‘v’ of his neck. Winking at his smiling figure in the mirror, Andrew proceeded to reach out for his dress cufflinks that had been a gift from his younger brother. Rather begrudgingly, he had to often hand it to his younger sibling for his rather exquisite taste in the latest fashion trends; before summoning his watch from his bedside. Upon closer inspection on the time, Andrew realized that barely ten minutes had passed since his earlier encounter with time in the kitchen.
Leaping into his dress shoes, he proceeded to exit his bedroom and down onto the oak-paneled stairs for the second time that day. Returning back into the kitchen, he was fortunate to obtain a drink of water to quench his raging thirst before departing through the kitchen’s door into the backyard. Apparition had never been the easiest of accomplishments, but it was also the most convenient means of transportation. A brief familiar sensation of being in a vacuum-like atmosphere was replaced almost instantly as he landed outside a beautiful courtyard that was probably affiliated with that of the Hargreaves. Walking up to the front door, he was greeted by a familiar face that he could not name. Oddly enough, the elder man greeted Andrew with friendliness that astounded him. Smiling his gratitude at the gesture, he proceeded to check the creases that might’ve resulted from his Apparition. Satisfied that there were none, he entered the general area where most of the guests for that evening were socializing. Nodding a polite greeting to several guests that he recognized from school, he proceeded to scout for the person whom he intended to greet personally and affectionately. An oncoming waiter with a tray filled with vials of bubbling champagne allowed him to swiftly pick two off the tray before finally setting his eyes on Krystal, something that he hadn’t done for several weeks now. As always, she remained the same yet slightly different. Regardless, he took it as his cue to approach his benevolent benefactor for this evening’s proceedings.
Sighing inwardly, Andrew proceeded to make a halfhearted attempt at cleaning the ‘pigsty of a room’ that he so tenderly called his own. Earlier that morning, he briefly recalled his parents pleading for him to attempt to maintain a state of cleanliness in his room that mirrored that of his younger brother’s. Sniggering at that thought, he realized that the likelihood of ever emulating his brother would definitely breach every rule there was in sibling rivalry. Yet, he did retrieve most of the clothes in rapid succession that had been left on the floor with the aid of the Summoning charm before dropping them into the clothes hamper. Opening his bedroom door, he peered into the dark hallway that was the corridor that encompassed the upper levels of the Bond household in Surrey. Complete silence greeted him as Andrew figured his parents would probably be out somewhere whilst his brother was either engaged in slumber or absent from home as well. The matter was of little consequence as Andrew simply resettled onto his bed, choosing to reminiscence the blur that had been his youth. With graduation looming on the horizon, he had simply realized that seven years had passed by without him noticing. He had always known that the day would finally arrive, where he would finally bid Hogwarts farewell as a student. The brief period of recollection of flashbacks had to be halted when he realized that he hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday evening.
Descending the oak-paneled staircase, he was careful to avoid the creaking final step that had lead to much reprimand in his youth for being awake past his bedtime. Walking into the kitchen, he found a scribbled note that had confirmed his earlier estimations. Both his parents had taken off to enjoy a light evening meal and each other’s company. Just as he had reached the refrigerator, the antique grandfather’s clock that resided within his father’s study chimed seven times. For the second time that evening, Andrew cursed inwardly when he realized that he was due for an appearance at Ruby’s graduation party in London. Had it been any other person, Andrew might’ve decided an alternative course of action but this was Ruby Vaisey. With the unfortunate incident of Ruby’s evident lycanthropy, she had all but disappeared from school; an absence that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the elder Bond male. Needless to say, he was wholeheartedly supportive of her recovery and even contacted his great uncle about the easiest methodology in procuring an entire batch of Wolfsbane potion. The standard methods recommended by their text hardly seemed appropriate, as he hadn’t bothered to peer into the dust-filled pages for the entire school year. It had never occurred in his mind that he was going beyond the call of duty to help an ailing friend in need. He had simply been made aware of a simple solution that existed within the wizarding world, thanks to the brilliance of his great uncle who deservedly earned himself an Order of Merlin. Whilst the potion does little to cure lycanthropy, it goes a long way to alleviating the adverse effects of dementia which would usually accompany the transformation into a werewolf. Just recently, he had managed to finish an entire batch of potion which he packaged and subsequently sent them to Ruby.
Briefly registering his actions for the next several minutes, Andrew immediately bolted in the direction of his room before throwing open the doors of his closet. Perhaps he was finally beginning to appreciate the merits of having a room that didn’t resemble the aftermath of the lovechild between a hurricane and tornado, as the search for an appropriate formal attire eluded him. In throwing out the neatly folded clothes out of the closet and onto the floor, he was undoing the little progress of cleaning that he had successfully attempted only moments prior. There was little doubt that his mother would probably throw another fit when she entered his room with fresh ironed laundry the next morning. Finally settling upon a Hugo Boss suit that lay discarded in the innermost regions of his closet, Andrew broke into a smile when he realized that it was something that he had purchased and forgotten about during the family’s Christmas vacation in London. With equal measure of agility and dexterity, Andrew managed to skip out of his Muggle clothes within a heartbeat and changing into that of his dress shirt and black pants. Just as he checked himself in the mirror, he was almost glad that the sleep-tousled hair left it with a rather fashionable appearance that went along with his evening’s attire. With some minor adjustments to his hair, he subsequently worked his tie into a half Windsor knot that settled comfortably at the ‘v’ of his neck. Winking at his smiling figure in the mirror, Andrew proceeded to reach out for his dress cufflinks that had been a gift from his younger brother. Rather begrudgingly, he had to often hand it to his younger sibling for his rather exquisite taste in the latest fashion trends; before summoning his watch from his bedside. Upon closer inspection on the time, Andrew realized that barely ten minutes had passed since his earlier encounter with time in the kitchen.
Leaping into his dress shoes, he proceeded to exit his bedroom and down onto the oak-paneled stairs for the second time that day. Returning back into the kitchen, he was fortunate to obtain a drink of water to quench his raging thirst before departing through the kitchen’s door into the backyard. Apparition had never been the easiest of accomplishments, but it was also the most convenient means of transportation. A brief familiar sensation of being in a vacuum-like atmosphere was replaced almost instantly as he landed outside a beautiful courtyard that was probably affiliated with that of the Hargreaves. Walking up to the front door, he was greeted by a familiar face that he could not name. Oddly enough, the elder man greeted Andrew with friendliness that astounded him. Smiling his gratitude at the gesture, he proceeded to check the creases that might’ve resulted from his Apparition. Satisfied that there were none, he entered the general area where most of the guests for that evening were socializing. Nodding a polite greeting to several guests that he recognized from school, he proceeded to scout for the person whom he intended to greet personally and affectionately. An oncoming waiter with a tray filled with vials of bubbling champagne allowed him to swiftly pick two off the tray before finally setting his eyes on Krystal, something that he hadn’t done for several weeks now. As always, she remained the same yet slightly different. Regardless, he took it as his cue to approach his benevolent benefactor for this evening’s proceedings.
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