DURSLEY, eric rowan

Name: Eric Rowan Dursley
Age: 20 (March 13)
Sexuality: Homosexual
Blood: Muggle
House: NA
Year: NA
Alliance: Witch Hunter
Wand: NA
Patronus: NA
Boggart: Any of his dead family members

Personality: Eric was once rambunctious and outgoing, very much an extrovert. He would flirt with any guy, laugh, make friends, go to parties... but that all changed after the deaths of family - every last one of them. Now he's very work oriented, putting everything he has into producing weapons (manly guns) for the Witch Hunters and going on missions for them. He's got a photographic memory, always has, though at times he hates it because he can very clearly remember every detail about the day his family was brutally murdered by the Death Eaters. He had a very deep hatred towards the ground of dark wizards and a general distrust towards wizards in general - always has, really. He's never been a big fan of magic, has actually always kind of disliked it, and would very much like it to not exist, but he knows that not all wizards are bad people, just like not all muggles are good people. He's reluctant to get close to anyone again except on a casual and business level because breaking contact with every friend he ever had was painful but he knows that it's safest that way.

History: His life wasn't always this was. It used to be pretty good. He knew all about the wizarding world, what with being related to the Potters and all, but he never paid much attention to it. He wasn't a big fan of magic, still isn't. He also saw it as being more of a problem maker than a problem solver but he didn't hate it. He respected it and tended to ignore it. Until that day he lost everything. He was seventeen and loving life. He was aware that the Death Eaters were rising to power again but he figured they wouldn't bother him. He was worried for his relatives that were wizards but he'd gotten no word of them being in trouble. He hadn't expected the Death Eaters to come for his family. But they did. They killed everyone. He had been out with his boyfriend at the time so he was spared. Police contacted him, saying there must have been some type of break in or explosion, but Eric knew right away what had happened. A week later, he was gone. He broke up with his boyfriend even though it broke his heart to do it and never contacted his friends again. He did it for their own safety. He couldn't stand to have them hurt, not when they didn't even know magic existed. He became a gunsmith at eighteen and joined the Witch Hunters at nineteen.