Post by caleb on Jun 19, 2012 23:22:03 GMT
caleb louis danvers
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full name: Caleb Louis Danvers
age: 17
year: Seventh
birthday: July 16th
blood line: Half-Blood
occupation: Student
house: Hufflepuff
Well that was pretty it lightly. It not like he couldn't live his life in peace he had to have all these stories and rumours going around about him. Plus he had every reporter in the wizarding world after him. He sighed as a young lady came throw the door. "Were ready for you know Mr. Danvers", he wasn't even listening to her voice as he threw down the paper and got up from his set moving slowly behind her. As the door closeed behind them he took in the bust scene of people running around the smaller offices inside the building they were in. He followed behind the lady for sometime before they came to an open office door and she told me this was the place. He stepped into the office as the door close and he truned to look at the man behind the desk.
"Please take a seat Mr. Davners is there anything I can get you?"
A short laugh and he sat down staring at the man, an older gentlemn, maybe late 60's, wire rim glasses and a mix of brown and grey hair stood on top of his head. Over the years he had gotten use to reading people and taking in every little detial about them. He had been the only way he could get throw life. "Lets just get this over with", he reported with a hit of a cold tone to his voice.
Right as it would seem you would like to start, frist off thank you for coming in. Now could we start with the basic's please?
Fine. My name is Caleb Louis Danvers. I am 17 years of age and I am in my seventh year of Hogwarts. Some people might call me by my nickname which is Cal, but thats very few and far between. My birthday is on July 16th. I am an Half-Blood, which means one of my parents was a pureblood and the other muggle born. But of course you now that right, it's the only reason I am here right.
Ok OK back on the right tract here, now we all what to know alittle about yourself?
What is there you guys don't all ready know. Some would say that when I was young I was a sweet little boy, I was always happy and there wasn't a moment I didn't have a smile on my face. I was the brightest child and never looked at the bad side of things. But I changed, my heart was blacked and I have no care anymore. Half of the time you wont see me smiling, or having the a good time like I use too. I stay away from most people, as well there's alot of people out there who judge people, and well my story isn't just a simple little one, alot of people know about it becuase of the papers.
I became cold towards everyone, becuase I thought they were all judgeing me, becuase of everything that had gone on. Haha really my only friend right now, is the good old bottle of jack, or whatever I can get my hands on really. I have come to only know drinking as my way of getting out of dealing with all the pain I have stored deep down. I don't tell anyone about it, i never talk about it at all, it's all deep down there. I give people the cold shoulder sometimes, I can be little rude too if you rub me the wrong way, or I just don't care, really I havn't cared about anything in a very very long time.
Like are, drinking lot, having a good time, partying, not caring anymore, having a smoke once and awhile, to cuase 'my father' some pain, being alone, keeping my thoughts to myself, pushing people away.
Dislikes are, feelings this way, not having my mother around, the way 'my father' left us, of feelings alone in the world, having a huge hang over, pureblood assholes, living in a world so cold, waking up early, the sunshine, anything happen and bubby.
Fears are, being alone forever, my 'father' hurting me, having to live in another abusive home, being abused again, will drink his life away. Dreams would be to one day find someone to treat me right and with repect not just judge me becuase of a bunch of crap people have said. I also dream the day were I wont have to use my friend jack to drown all my probelms.
Wonderful to get to know you just alittle more Caleb, may I call you Caleb, let's get to your history, becuase I am sure there's so much more we don't know.
Huh, didn't know you cared. Ya thats what I thought you didn't, don't worry I am sure to having people not care about me. Anyways back onto the story. I grew up with my mother, I never had a father around, but the moments I remember with my mom were the days she was drunk. I never really understood why she was act like this but it was the life I knew. As I grew up, my mom got sick and had to go to the hosptial. Thats when I was moved into the foster system. My mother's parents were both dead and none of her other family members could take me in. The night my mother died, she told me everything. And well it's the story everyone knows about. My father, who had been out of the picture for years, had been a wizard. Pretty crazy for a small boy to understand, but some how I had to take it all in. He had come from a noble pureblood family and one night well he was young and stuipd drinking with some buddies he slept with my mother, who happened to be a muggle. There was no love there between them, so my father just left the next day without anythought. When my mother had me, she ended up taking a turn for the worst because she couldn't handle the stress of taking care of a baby on her own, and thats when she started drinking.
Unknown to me or my mother, my father had married another pureblood and were starting there own family. So while that was going on, I was moving from one foster house to another, each one taking a small part of my life away. I was abused it most of them becuase I was the bad little child who was werid and did things I couldn't explain. Well I was in one foster home, I got my letter, the old hag that lived there just throw it away into the fire, but they keep coming. That night I packed up my things, took my letter and ran away. I had no clue where I was going or how to get there, but something burning inside my chest told me I knew the way. Some how I made it to Hogwarts, there i was sorted into Hufflepuff and I started my new life.
But it was hard, I had no idea about any magic, or had any money to pay for things. Thats when I met another student, who helped me out. She was a pureblood and didn't care about what my blood line was. We became good friends and when I told her everything about my life, she told me her parents might know who my father was. If i had known that christmas when I went over to her house that my father was there i would have never gone. I knew it was him from the moment I laid eyes on the man. He wouldn't even say a word to me when I finally spoke out again him. I was angry and had some chose words. The friend who I thought was there for me, wasn't she had just used me for her and her familes own pureblood fun. I was hurt and I ran away from there and back to Hogwarts.
After that I never trusted anyone again. My father disowned me and wouldn't even say a word, then someone told the papers about it. And my life just went down hill from there. I truned into my mother, I couldn't handle everything that was coming crashing down so I started to drink, heck it was in the family line, I had watched my mother do it for the beginning of my life. So why not i didn't care anymore. It's been like that for awhile now. It's my last year at Hogwarts, and I have just given up all hope of even caring or trying at this point. It might just be me and good old jack until the day I end up dieing from drowning my sorrows.
Thank you for coming in Mr.Danvers, this will make quite a story. Your free to go now, Sally will show you the way out.
As the man spoke he was already on his feet and half way out the door when the girl Sally came to show him out. He was quiet the whole way out into the main office where he had been sitting at the begining. The girl smiled and blushed as she showed me out, I didn't even look at her, give her any emotion as he walked past her coldly and headed out the main glass door out into the street. He pulled his hood up on his jacket as he turned and walked down the street. He didn't want anyone to stop and stare at him, or talk to him. Even throw out some chose words for the man. He just wanted to get back to Hogwarts and deal with everything there. The october air was cold and he pulled the jacket up close to him as he walked across the street. After all that, his mind was running around, and all he knew was he needed a drink right about now.
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