Artist: still looking, I think it is Viria
Male, 16 y/o, April 1, Muggleborn
6th year, Slytherin
Wand: Hornbeam, 10 inches, Dragon Heartstring
Patronus: Weasel
Personality: With a sick pleasure of grandeur Garaile’s number one priority seems to be to do as much harm as he can. Exposing secrets, public shames. With his resourcefulness there is nothing the boy can’t get his hands on if he puts his mind to it. With an almost feverish determination the Slytherin is adamant in turning every stone in the corner to dig up the dirtiest secrets of his schoolmates. Nothing is safe once Garaile rounds the corner for he is a bloodhound once he has smelled his prey. A terrifying young man with an even scarier ability to break anyone he wants to break.
That was one side of Garaile. Underneath all the flamboyance and indiscretion there is a deeply cynical boy that seems to burn on pure hatred for the world. A misanthrope that is attracted to social gatherings, a moth that likes to explore the fire. Unashamed as he is the blonde will stop at nothing once he has latched on, fearing nothing but intimacy within this world. Underneath this all Garaile is just another teen trying to find his place in the world.
History: There is something wretched about the name ‘Scriven’. First the family tragedy that left only a pair of siblings behind. Then the malicious takeover from an outsider, forcefully marrying the sister as the brother was slowly isolated into madness. Then there was the decay of the family, even after the birth of a son. The family Scriven, the conception of Garaile. It was as if the pages of 'Wuthering Heights' came to life, bringing along a grim reality as there was no bittersweet end.
This was the reality Garaile came to live in. A family that survived tragedy, raised and fell in drama, and broke apart while refusing to actually part. Essentially Garaile grew up between two camps. There was his mother, a stately socialite, flamboyant and eccentric with a taste for luxuries. Then there was his father, a stern calculating businessman who had a taste for his secretaries. Both were equally manipulative, promising Garaile presents and goods if he just chose their side, making the other seem like the guilty party and them the victim. Yet they still refused to part, wishing to agonise each other further with Garaile as their leverage. Both tried to avoid the other as much as possible, with their son standing right in the middle.
It was from such a situation, such a culture, and the addition of a grandmother that was the only stability in Garaile’s life that a wicked nature came to be. Broken promises, bad intentions, faked relationships. To Garaile the world was a playground, a place for him to manipulate and tarnish. A place riddled with secrets that he had to expose. A theory Garaile found confirmed when he received the letter to Hogwarts along with a minister that explained that magic was real, but hidden. The world truly was a wretched place with layers upon layers of lies.
Fun Facts:
Runs the school paper ‘Hog Topics’ along with the underground paper ‘The Weasel’
Has a pygmy puff he named ‘Fatty’
General information broker with no good intentions and zero discretion
His boggart is intimacy
Appeared in: Hogwarts: New Generation, Hogwarts 1975, Hoggy rebirthed all on IwakuRoleplay
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