SCAMANDER, Lysander Reese

Lysander Reese Scamander
Slow down, you crazy child,
You're so ambitious for a juvenile,
but then if you're so smart, tell me: why are you still so afraid?
Where's the fire? What's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out:
You've got so much to do and only so many hours in a day.

Born to be,

Lysander Reese Scamander

Call me,

Lys (occasionally)

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I blow out my candles on,

April 23

I'm pushing,

16

You can tell by my attitude I'm a,

Taurus

I' was born a,

Wizard

I tend to crush on,

Wizards

Due to my rents I'm a,

Half blood

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Sorting hat says I was born a,

Hufflepuff

I'm in my,

6th.

Work is overrated,

N/A

Oh look it's shiny,

Wand: 7 ½" Oak with Unicorn Tail

They say I look like, Mitch Hewes But I don't really see it

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You don't know your beautiful:

Lysander is a tall boy, standing at 6' 6". He's thin and extremely pale, and has a shaggy mess of blond hair that sticks out from his head like quills from a porcupine. He's a fit boy, with taut muscles well-honed from years of playing quidditch. His blue eyes are soft and almost sad, and are often drifted off in the distance.

Lysander cares a great deal about his appearance. For the most part he dresses modestly and doesn't take huge risks with his appearance. He likes plain white shirts paired with dark-wash blue jeans. The jeans that he wears aren't skinny jeans, but they aren't baggy either; they're perfectly fitted to his body, and wrinkle sightly over the tops of his trainers. The only thing that Lysander is not typically anal about is his hair, which he allows to go in any direction; he enjoys the windswept look.

What make me unique;

Lysander is a polite, friendly boy. He can be quite fun to hang around with, and is always up for a joke or a prank, but when it comes to his school work he is incredibly serious. He would never horse around in class, and presers to pay careful, meticulous attention to lectures and take copious notes in his tight, neat scrawl. He takes special care in potions and herbology, his two favorite classes, and he has a knack for memorizing ingredients, lists, and plant properties.

Lysander is a family oriented person with a special soft spot for his little sister. He's also well-connected to his parents, and is extremely loyal to his friends. However, due partly to this, he has a hard time with confrontation, especially with people he loves, and will at times allow himself to get walked all over rather than fight with someone he cares about. In Lysander's mind, he'd rather be personally miserable than to cause unhappiness to the people around him.

Lysander often plays the part of the fool in social situations. He likes to make people laugh, and he will take criticisms and mockery with a happy face if it will make other people happy. However, there is nothing wrong with Lysander's mind. Quite the contrary, he is a sharp and highly ambitious individual.

Lysander hasn't figured himself out romantically. He yearns to find love—to find a partner he can go to with his problems and needs—but he's afraid as well. He hasn't come out of the closet yet, not even to his family, and he's terrified of doing so. His biggest fear is for someone to be disappointed in him, and though he knows he can't help his sexual preferences, he hasn't quite come to terms with them yet.

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Likes;

Potions, Herbology, Children, Animals, Quidditch, Keeping a Schedule, Cleanliness, Lists, Family, Friends, Pranks, School

Dislikes;

Crowds, Messiness, Bullies, Bigots, Divination, Transfiguration, the idea of his sister dating.

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Taking a peek into the past,


Nationalities,

Irish

Birth place,

Cape Town, South Africa

Current residence,

Varies

Mother,

Luna Lovegood

Father,

Rolf Scamander

Siblings,

Lorcan Scamander and Levana Riley Scamander

Pet,

a Burrowing Owl named Tybalt

Patronus,

Meerkat

Living the teenage dream,

Lysander was born at 5:41 p.m. on April 23rd. He weighed half a pound less than his twin brother and was about an inch shorter. He spent the next year trying to make up the difference in their sizes, and really, it felt like he did the same for the rest of their lives. Lorcan, it seemed, was always half a step ahead of Lysander. He was walking faster, talking faster, and moving with more assurance. In his wake, Lysander always felt like second best.

Lys's little sister was born a year after the twins. From his very earliest memory of her, Levi was beautiful. She was the peace-keeper in the family, and she was everyone's favorite, including Lysander's. Still, between her and Lorcan, Lysander couldn't help but feel like the kid left behind in the world. His parents were great to him, of course, but he always felt a bit left out of the group. He wasn't eccentric like his mother or brave like his sister or strong like his brother. Compared to the rest of his family, Lysander was just a kid—a normal, typical, slightly awkward kid.

He was actually glad when, after receiving his Hogwarts letter, he ended up in a different house from his brother. He was grateful for the separation. The two of them had never been the best of friends, if he was perfectly honest, and it was no wonde.r Lysander knew that he drove Lorcan crazy, even if he didn't know what he'd ever done to the boy, but it was more than that. Lysander had been fighting the green monster of jealousy for a number of years by then, and it was only getting worse with time.

Hufflepuff was a good house for him. The kids there were loyal, and like him, a lot of them were the outcasts of the world. It made for a warm house for him to go through his adolescence in. He gained confidence in his quidditch skills, a sport he'd never had a lot of time for back home, and he also realized that he had the potential to be a high academic achiever. Having never felt like much of anything up until that point, he clung onto these successes, and school and quidditch became the only things that really mattered to him. He obsessed over potions especially, where he seemed to have a special skill, and strived to be the best in the class, working always—constantly—to prove that he mattered. That he was special.

He was fourteen years old when he realized that he was special in a way he hadn't anticipated. While most of his year mates were attracted to the girls in their year, Lysander found himself attracted to blokes. He was terrified to admit it. He kissed a girl when he was fifteen because he was afraid that the guys would notice, and otherwise kept from showing interest in anyone. When pressed about the subject, Lysander claimed that he was too busy with school to worry about it, and that he'd find a girl when the time was right. But in his heart he knew it wasn't true. He wouldn't find a girl, because he wasn't interested in girls, and he didn't know how to say that to anyone.

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I like to be called,

Mars.

Forever young,

21.

Time is of the essence,

GMT-5. I'm from Maine, USA.

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I also play,

none yet!.

Love him Mars! Please don't forget to make his claims. Welcome to Death before dishonor <3