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Anson Tykot


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Jul 9 2015, 11:05 PM
A luncheon had been going on earlier in the day, and it was surprisingly warm here at Hogwarts. Summer camp. The only reason Anson was here, was because it got him away faster. Cybil was too good for summer camp, and he was already almost ahead on his studies. There was no more reason for the albino kid to stay back. Once you moved closer down to the water, that large lake, you could feel a breeze, but other than that it was stagnant. Hot. The sun didn't look like it was leaving the sky anytime soon. The Forbidden Forest was where Anson had decided to sit near. In the shade of some of the trees, with some of the sweets he had stolen from the luncheon.

Well, if it was being handed out, technically that was not stealing, correct? The first was a pumpkin sweet, a moist cake. He bit into it seeing something happening at the top of the hill, closer to the school. A gathering of some sorts. "Come one, come all! First years, first years! Gather for a game of land quidditch!" Quidditch? On land? The white haired boy shook his head and continued eating his sweet.

A couple more kids had gathered around. Maybe he'd be able to watch someone get hit on the head. Once he finished his treat, he slowly stood and brushed his robes off. He looked back at the forest before moving forward. The boy moved at leisurely pace, one foot in front of the other up the hill. Already he was working up quite a sweat. Summer was always so sticky and gross.

He sat off to the sidelines, watching everyone decide which team member they were gonna be, and who's team they were gonna be on. Running a hand through his hair, he combed it forward on his face, making sure it now stuck to the sweat on his forehead. Soon the game started up, and one of the older kids had come around to start narrating it. A few balls had been charmed to act as light-weight bludgers and even a snitch was made. Of course, it only lasted for a game and wasn't nearly as fast. He pulled another sweet out of his pocket, this time a chocolate frog and began to unwrap the gooey mess. It still had some form. The boy bit into it as the game started.
Jul 8 2015, 11:12 PM

eleven | hufflepuff | single | uninterested

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Anson's the type to stick to himself. He's not one to go searching for anyone, ever, unless perhaps it's dire. He's not exactly a study bug either, and is found outdoors as often as he has the free-time to go outside. He's often one of the last ones into the dining hall, and often the last in the common room before curfew. In fact, it's not weird for him to slip out of the common room at night. Food is certainly something he kind of always has on him. Even more often than his wand.

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Jul 8 2015, 02:15 PM
Anson Tykot

Full Name: Anson Tykot
Blood Status: Half-blood
Nationality: English
Place of Birth: Lincoln, England
Date of Birth: April 14th, 2063
Age: 11 Years
House and Year: Hufflepuff, First
Spoken Languages: English
Relationship Status: Single


Eyes: Red
Hair: White-blonde
Height: 4'11

Look Description: He's a short kid for his age, who burns easily in the sunlight (and never tans). He's got an easily over-look-able face despite the fact it's not quite mousy. He has pristine features, though his eyes are a bit closer together. He keeps his hair long, so it can cover his eyes.

He's a lanky boy, extremely thin and easy to tip over. He tends to have a hunched posture, which makes him appear even smaller.

Dressing Style: Robes, all the time if possible. Sometimes his cousin would force him into pants and a shirt, but he was never a big fan of those clothes. He tends to wear muted colors but would out-wear his uniform.


Character Description: Anson's the quiet one who prefers to stick to the corner watching everyone else. Preferably, he's eating whenever possible, and staying away from any family members. He's pretty avoidant when it comes to things like confrontation, though he's all up for adventuring by himself. He is a curious kid, and that's part of why he listens to everything and stays quiet.

He is a bit on the forgetful side of things, though he does have quite the knack for remembering faces, though he does not have any navigational skills whatsoever.

  • He has a hard time speaking properly, and has a speech impediment that he has been taught to hide when he's around his "betters". Most of the time, he won't bother hiding it.
  • Dreams the same dream everytime he gets the chance to even dream. He's running through a corridor, away from something and slips inside of a room with a window on the far wall, curtains covering it 3/4 of the way. There is a mahogany dresser to the wall on his left, with a large mirror covered in a black, opaque sheet. There are three candles on the mantle of the dresser, an ivory hairbrush with long, blonde hair, and a small, dirty doll. There's nothing else in this room but that. He walks to the window, every time trying to ignore the mirror on his left, and peeks out the window to see a warm, spring day. When he hears a knock on the door behind him, he glances in the mirror through the sheet, and looks back out the window to see a desert. There are bodies and he awakes as someone tries to break down the door.
  • He also tends to leave cryptic reminders about, and forgets what the note was about often. If Cybil is around, Cybil decodes it for him.
Strengths: Diplomatic (somehow this boy is charming, and comes across as very confident and knowledgeable), sagacious, very patient, humble (well, he is seen as humble, but he really just does not care), and straight-forward.

Weaknesses: Insomnia, poor eyesight, more apathetic than a comatose person, lack of navigational skills, avoidant personality, and suspicious of everyone.

  • Food
  • Warm Weather
  • Tea; Black Tea
  • Walking Quietly
  • Being Center of Attention
  • Bread, Particularly Bagels
Boggart: Death/Grim


Wand: Redwood, Unicorn Hair, 12 inches

Strength: Astronomy and Herbology
Weakness: Flying

Family and History

Uncle: Armath Zuran
Aunt: Iona Zuran
Cousins: Cybil, Aimee, Eris, Jove, Kade
Family Friend: Damien

Pet: A small, shaggy mutt of a dog named Pickles.

Background: His mother had died giving birth to him, so he was kept in the hospital for quite a while. His father had abandoned his mother to deal with the pregnancy on her own, and he was later sent home to his aunt and uncle once they were located. He had spent several months in the government's care prior to living with his aunt and uncle. His uncle was almost always out of the picture, and he only ever saw him spend time with Kade or Jove, the eldest of the cousins.

He was taken care of by a nanny until he was about 5, and after that he had to take care of himself for the most part. He was forced to take lessons by the same tutor that tutored the others. He only ever really became close with Cybil and Damien, as they were close in age (well, Cybil and Anson were). His aunt wasn't very pleased with that, and made it clear, but never stopped them much. Mostly because Anson helped Cybil catch up to his studies, and not fall behind. Anson didn't pay much attention to the girls, but he would play with them when they wanted him to; or if Eris and Cybil were together (which was very often) then he'd hang out with them.

Anson continued spending time alone, often taking food with him out as he adventured the acres of land that the Zurans kept. He learned very quickly that he was not part of the Zuran legacy, the family hoping to restore the pure blood status as being above the muggles. He was something else, and it never bothered him at all really. He was able to eat, and live.

His aunt really began to force him to study more, and more at 9 years, however. He was raised by the Zurans, so he must be educated, and she was working very hard to eradicate his speech impediment personally. Once he was of age, and received his letter, he was able to talk like a proper human being. Now he was left alone, no longer fussed about as soon as he had gone to Diagon Alley to buy his supplies.
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