HASTINGS, Cassio Adam

Cassio Adam Hastings



Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design
I feel so alone on the Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you’re mine

Born to be,

Cassio Adam Hastings

Call me,

Cass, Cassio, Adam-preferred

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I blow out my candles on,

09 September

I'm pushing,

22

You can tell by my attitude I'm a,

virgo

I' was born a,

wizard

I tend to crush on,

women

Due to my rents I'm a,

nothing but pure

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Sorting hat says I was born a,

former Slytherin

I'm in my,

graduated

Work is overrated,

Dept of Int Magical Co-operation

Oh look it's shiny,

Wand: 14 inches, oak, dragon heartstring

They say I look like, Matt Bomer But I don't really see it

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You don't know your beautiful:

Standing at six feet tall, Cassio is the oldest and tallest of his brothers. His hair is always neat and swept back as he keeps it slightly long and his face can pull off the facial hair he decides to usually have. His blue eyes are as cold as his heart and personality and as chilling as his own father's. To be a Hastings means to have class and Cassio knows that image is everything and almost as important as your own blood. Suits are common, however he does enjoy to relax in a t-shirt now and then but you are how you dress and his appearance is meticulously put together as he grew up with the art of dress to impress. The boy was always athletic and maintained his physique as a matter of appearance and also of habit, his posture is rigid and overbearing, an inheritance from his father and family and he keeps that standing also as the eldest of the three brothers. There is a certain authority that he demands when he stands in front of you and to deny him that respect does not end well at all. Very rarely would you find a smile on his narrow face, his strong jaw often clenched in tension at most moments in his life. Another reason he stays in such good shape is fighting, though he often is quick for his wand it is not uncommon to find Cassio in physical altercations and a few small scars and a few big ones are reminds of that and his anger.

What make me unique;

On all outward appearances Cassio has the emotional capacity of a small rock, in fact the small rock would have more expression that he did. He was his father's son and his father was an old, quiet and overbearing man that instill this sense of purpose in his sons and a sense of arrogance that each expressed quite differently. Cassio was the physically arrogant type, at least in the sense that his presence in itself was intimidating and demanding of respect that his name demanded. The stoic expression he always carries is about what you can expect from him and he keeps quiet for a reason. Cassio is the type to simply sit back and watch the show, the drama and the gossip. Without involving himself he keeps his cool and maintains himself in his head and watches people be themselves and forever seeing them slip and seeing who they are really. People are not his thing, not at all and that was one thing he could not have been taught growing up. As a member of this prominent family he forces himself to socialize and is also forced to do so in hope of making the right connections and meeting the right people, however, he detests people and finds them all too dumb for his acquaintance and stupid in general. How they get all caught up in today's drama and who is doing what, things that do not matter to him and he wishes to have nothing with that. When it comes to wishing for pity or sympathy from Cassio Hastings you are far from finding it here and he isn't shy from denying help to people.

However, friends do exist as he manages to somehow be civil with the select few that he has found somewhat intelligent enough to be honored by his presence. Everybody else, especially those that do not know boundaries, and cross those boundaries can find themselves at the receiving end of a fist or at least a few hexes casted one right after another. The one time to see an emotion from him is to make him angry which does not take a lot at all, and it isn't your typical anger or small outburst. Cassio has a tendency to become rather violent and that ranges from breaking windows, punching through walls and doors, throwing anything nearby or physically manhandling someone, doesn't matter who they are. His brothers have known to be on the receiving end of their eldest brother's temper and many have suffered by his inability to stop and control himself. Along with that trigger is his inability to trust people. As a member of his family he was brought up to be the brick wall, to not let anybody in because they will betray and hurt you. Do not care for others because they do not care about you and it is only up to you to survive. Even if he did have a close friend or a relationship he has his facade and face to put on and a show, they will not see the true Cassio because no one gets that deep. It is a very sensitive topic and thing and if ever he feels like that thin like is being walked upon he usually will snap. It isn't often he is able to walk away before attacking someone.

In another light, being the handsome man that he is, he does catch the frequent attention of the women around him and he isn't shy about getting what he wants from them and being able to walk away. There hasn't been one to get close to his icy heart and it might as well be made of steel because he doesn't feel that he can be loved or even love in return. It doesn't bother him because he is used to seeing his own parent's loveless marriage and he knows that eventually there will a girl he will marry and carry on the family name. This does not count as a show of emotion, merely a show of words and class he parades to get women where he wants them. Deep down inside, however, Cassio is a lonely man and despite physically being surrounded by people almost at a constant rate he finds himself unconnected to anyone and as his face shows his indifference to the world he feels it inside as well. Very little can illicit an emotional reaction that is not violent anger. Even underneath that slate of loneliness he ignores and does not share is something of a mystery, he knows that there is emotion there and that not one hundred percent of the time can he be so cold and evil, in fact his first hint was the Patronus Charm, which he has not shared to his brothers that he can in fact produce one despite the large majority of his family being unable to produce one.

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Likes;

• girls
  
• drinking
  
• solitude
  
• getting his way
  
• manipulating people
  
• pure-bloods
  
• intelligence
  
• seeing people fail
  
• reading
  
• winter weather
  

Dislikes;

• stupid people
  
• untrustworthy people
  
• unworthy people
  
• drama
  
• crowds
  
• his anger and his temper
  
• losing control
  
• chocolate
  
• strawberries
  

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Taking a peek into the past,


Nationalities,

British

Birth place,

London, England

Current residence,

London, England

Mother,

Miranda Demetrius Hastings

Father,

Edgar Gregory Hastings

Siblings,

Duncan Hastings, Edmund Hastings

Pet,

none

Patronus,

wolf

Living the teenage dream,

In the matter of tradition especially to the long lineages of Pure-Blood families in the Wizarding World the Hastings were no exception and Edgar Hastings and his brother were quickly stuck into arranged marriages with other just as pure families to perform their duty of carrying the family name with pure-blood all the way. Edgar married Miranda LaBatel and very quickly she became pregnant with their first child. It was a matter of convenience and Edgar was hardly the affectionate and loving husband that every girl dreamed of marrying when they were young, but he had money and status and would provide for his wife loyally. Cassio Adam Hastings was born in September, less than a year after the wedding and it seemed that Edgar duty had been done. Ever since birth Cassio was doted upon by his loving mother and given attention from his father being his first-born son, something of importance in this type of family and his father held those views of blood supremacy and instilled a sense of importance in his son. However his father was less than saint. The man wasn't even known to smile and his eyes were always cold and icy and could bring a chill down your spine. And this applied to everyone, it seemed that his mother had a habit of making him mad and Cassio could remember looking through the bars of the railing on the second story of their manor at his father putting his fist through a mirror or throwing a vase above his mother's head to hit the wall.

It was a pattern, if the boys misbehaved or did something to anger their father they would be punished and it was through this that Cassio especially was exposed to the cruel nature of the Hastings and after that emotion was not something that he felt and as his world was cold around him so was he. His next brother was born when Cassio was 3 years old and the idea of not being a only child anymore did bother him and he was known to throw tantrums which were quickly settled by his father. However, they were civil and in that he found someone to be in charge of and push his older-brother-ness to. When Cassio was five another brother was born and again he just found someone else to push around and be in charge of. Even at that age he found it easy to be mad and when his brother would take his toy or broomstick or something he would fight back rather quickly and again his father would intervene. They were all brought up with the ideology of being better than those around them and Cassio had the common sense that some did not and blended in while at the same time being the dominant figure that he was. Their life was filled with posh and sense of importance only rivaled by the muggle British Royal Family, he felt connected to them in some way about the blood importance but they were simple muggles and he was anything but simple.

When Cassio received his letter for Hogwarts he was indifferent though his brothers seemed excited for him and he even sensed a little bit of pride in his father when he was sorted in Slytherin simply as the sorting had touched his well maintained hair. It was natural, this cold and calculating boy who walked around like he was someone was destined to sit in the dungeons for his schooling career. And while at school he did rather well as the academics was easy for him, even Quidditch he managed despite his competitive temper and disdain for people with little common sense. There were many matches that the Quidditch Beater would often be kicked out of the match or suspended for a period of time, but his captains dared not to kick him off the team for feeling his wrath at that time. Despite his stellar grades and reputation he still had an attachment to his reputation as a bully and one that was hardly merciful however detention was rare for the Prefect and even Head Boy and this gave him more a chance to be himself and basically do what he wanted. There was this fear of him at times because he so violently could act out, but at the same time talk people into his bidding or even get a girl to do what he wanted with his words. At 17 he graduated and not soon after his eighteenth birthday did he receive the house he was going to move into, it was a deep sense of distance he needed from his family especially his father would always had his metaphorical iron first around his oldest son's neck.

In his big house he felt almost lonely and it was a familiar feeling to Cassio but one that he had not admitted or acknowledged because he had always been so physically surrounded by people. Now with the empty house echoing his sole footsteps he longed just for someone there. One day during a shopping trip with his brothers to Diagon Alley he was lead to a muggle couple, a poor pair, almost pitiful in his eyes in the sense that he was glad to never have had to beg. The disparity in their eyes lead him to make an offer, he had his money and inheritance at his disposal and he offered to pay for their daughter's tuition and such but they would now be indebted to him and those commitments was something that a Hastings took as seriously as blood itself. However, once the man shook his hand and a year later he was begging again for another chance at this deal Cassio very coldly reminded the man what that handshake meant and took his daughter without a second thought to serve him in his house. For now that is his only companion and the only person to see Cassio Hastings behind closed doors away from the public although still a guarded soul. Though he often doesn't pay much mind to her, being a muggle-born at all, she should consider herself lucky to be working at such a privilege.

Now at age twenty-two he works at the Ministry, again something born and bread to do in the International Cooperation office, something that he sit at a desk and do paperwork although he does the visits as a formality.

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I like to be called,

vanessa.

Forever young,

22.

Time is of the essence,

gmt-8.

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I also play,

davin caine lestrange

Poor Belle. Very nicely done! Please go make your claims.