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Ziggy laughed as Jules complained and went on and on with her excessive questions about mermaids. ”that sounds like clucking to me Jules” He began to wave his arms like frantic chicken wings. ”You are chicken aren’t you? You scared of some deep water adventures?” He couldn’t stop laughing. Zig tugged a piece of her hair playfully. ”You know Jules… being afraid … isn’t something be ashamed of… BUT I will remind you of this moment all the time… for the rest of forever”

After Zig had bowed and had been bowed back in return, he smirked. ”Lady Juliet? I would love to walk with you” He put his hand out for her to latch on to, but before she did he moved it back in. He was teasing her. ”But I must decline because dear Lady Juliet… I am going for a dip” Zig then proceeded to whip his shirt off, revealing his ripped physique. He then took off his pants so he was only in his boxers and dived into the lake. He got his hair all wet and had to flip it out of his face. Zig laughed and said ”You coming in, or what?” The water was a lot colder than he expected but he didn’t want to reveal this to Juliet just yet. A bit of cold water, never hurt anyone.

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When Zig had finally pulled Jules to the quiet safety of one of the room corners, all he wanted to know was if she was ok. Of course she didn’t respond. Of course she decided to turn everything on him. She looked up at him with her doe eyes. Her eyes were really pretty… he always knew that… but tonight, they looked especially beautiful. He ignored that thought though. Jules was his best friend… practically like a sister to him. It felt a bit off to start feeling something about her hotness now. It was always noticeable. Everyone seemed to notice her being a ten… well everyone except Jules. She was oblivious when it came to that stuff. But maybe he was more buzzed than he realized because he was overcome by this feeling of just wanting to keep starring at her eyes.

Jules reached up with one hand and gently cupped his face. She told him he was hurt and needed ice. ”I’m fine” he said quietly. He was trying to be chill… to calm down, but the truth was he was still fuming. It was one thing that someone called him a fag. Whatever. He’d heard it before and it probably wouldn’t be the last time. He wasn’t about to start caring about their fucked up opinions. What he did care about was that douche did to Jules. He didn’t take enemies of his friends lightly. Especially jules. She was tough.. but her heart was too kind and her face too pretty for the damages of war and violence. No one had a right to touch her, and never like that… well… without her permission anyways.

Jules thanked him for being a badass. He tried not to smirk at that comment but he could resist. ”It wasn’t the goal but it is a nice perk that you feel that way” he remarked. As Jules brought down her hand he noticed her glance at it with a frown before pouting about wanting more beer. Zig gentle took her hand and he murmured ”that fucktard”. He pulled out his wand, ”Episkey” it was pointed at her bruise. When it started to slowly fade he smiled again. ”I would make a sexy nurse… don’t you think? People would literally be injuring themselves just so I could put my healing wand on them” he winked at her, his natural silly nature was slowly starting to come back as he cooled down from the fight. He then backtracked about her need for beer. He laughed again. ”You want more… How many have you had already” Zig was pretty sure the girl had already had enough.

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Zig had been hanging out with his siblings at the party thus far. He was trying to keep his sister from being a kill joy and making sure his brother wasn’t getting into trouble. There was a lot of pressure being an older brother. It more like being a circus ring leader. After he got bored of trying to tame the lions, he left them to their own devices. He wandered around the party. Zig was the type of kid that could just squeeze himself into other little cliques. He wasn’t shy so he didn’t have a problem with making the rounds. As he was weaving through the crowd he heard a familiar voice. He turned to see Jules who seemed to be struggling to away from some douche where there was a crowd of bros dancing with their bimbo groupies.

Ziggy embraced Jules when she made her way to him. Just as she was asking why guys were so gross, he could see an angry hot mess coming up behind Jules. He got up in her space and started shouting, ”You stupid bitch. You think you just elbow me in the face and get away with it?”. Zig immediately went into protective mode. He pushed Jules behind him. Zig got right back up in his space said back to him, ”Don’t even talk her. If you got a problem, you can deal with me” The bro was like a ticking time bomb, ”Is that right, pretty boy? What … is she your girlfriend now? I thought you were a fag… you suddenly grew some balls?” Zig was now more than pissed, ”What did you call me?” The two were now literally inches from each other, both in the heat of a brewing fight. The bro hissed at him, ”I called you a fag, twinkle toes. Zig lunged at him and the two started going at it on the floor. A circle formed around them.

Some other guys at the party stepped in. Zig’s friends were pulling him off the bro, as the bro’s friend did the same with him. Some indistinguishable face step forward… some guy who was probably a 7th year hufflepuff. He said ”Let’s give it a rest guys… this is a party not a fighting ring” Maybe he was one of their prefects. He seemed to be made for calming down the tension.

Some of Zig’s friends were trying to talk to him and figure out what was going on. Zig pushed them all aside. He wasn’t in the mood for talking to them. He grabbed Jules by the hand and led her through the crowd until they got to a corner of the room that was empty. When they were away from everyone he looked at Jules, ”You ok?” He didn’t seem to notice that he had a split lip or a bruise starting to color his right cheek. Zig was just concerned that bro had been a creep to Jules before he had been able to set in.

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Sigurd - or Ziggy as he is known, is 5'11". As a kid he was thin as a green bean. Now, that he is growing up, he is made of pure lean muscle. When he is wearing clothes, sometimes it's hard to tell that there is anything under there besides bone and skin... but if you are lucky enough to see him sporting a bare chest, you will see just how cut he is. Zig's skin is naturally on the pale side, despite his Filipino ancestry on his father's side. However, in the summer, those genes kick in and his skin warms up to a more golden color. His eyes are averagely brown. He has jet black hair that has natural waves and curls to it. Ziggy prefers to wear is long. It's often left hanging down and to it's own devices, but he isn't opposed to a man bun or a man pony if the situation calls for it. Zig doesn't always shave. He is getting to the age where he is more man than boy so he likes to show it when he can get away with it. Then again, sometimes he isn't trying to be a hairy hipster, sometimes he's just pure lazy. Ziggy hates wearing his school uniform. He often looks very disheveled when he has to wear robes. When he is not in class, he wears whatever the hell he wants, any way he sees fit. Some days he looks like a homeless guy and other days he looks very fashion forward. You never really know what you're going to get with him.





Ziggy is the type of person who is either loved or hated. He is mostly a lover, but those he hates, he hates with a fierce passion. Ziggy hates people who think they are better than others, for whatever reason. He hates people who discriminate people who are different. Ziggy finds it very easy to make new friends and new enemies. He loves a good joke and a good prank. He is rebellious and brave of heart. He is also stubborn. Some people are unable to tell when he is being silly and when he is being serious at times. Ziggy doesn't mind taking punishments if its for a good cause because he knows it will only continue to justify his revenge later.  Ziggy is also very flirty.  He flirts with all the hotties.  He doesn't really realize how much he does it.  Zig can be really chill or really flamboyant depending on his mood and the scene.  He has a big heart and doesn't give fuck what haters think. 





* FATHER: Arturo Moreno - Auror - Spanish Filipino Ancestry - Missing
* MOTHER: Dinah Cohen - Spell Damage Healer at St. Mungos - Jewish - Deceased
* BROTHER:  23 - former Slytherin
* SISTER:  20 - Squib - Missing
* SISTER: 17 - Ravenclaw
* BROTHER: 16 - Hufflepuff

Ziggy was raised by two very loving parents. When he was born, his older siblings Jakob and Kaiyah had already come along. Ziggy wasn't the baby of the family for long. Soon after, he was followed by his younger sister and younger brother. Ziggy's older sister never received her Hogwarts letter. Her powers had never manifested. It was really hard for Kaiyah to cope with what it meant to be a squib in a family of witches and wizards. Even though it was a hard adjustment, and stares and name calling were imminent ... no one was afraid for her life... like they later would be when the ministry fell yet again to the evils of this world.

Ziggy was the type of kid who was always causing sneaky mischief. He was always busy plotting something or other - in the name of fun of course. He was never mean hearted or cruel. He just liked to laugh. As he began to realize that his sister wasn't like the rest of them... and saw how the other wizard kids treated her, he like his older brother became very protective of her. It didn't matter that she was older and smarter. In his mind, she needed him. She need him to shield her from bullies and anyone else that came to bother her.

When he left for Hogwarts, he felt bad he had to leave her behind. He was sorted into Gryffindor house and couldn't be more excited. It was always a bit of a dream of his to follow the footsteps of Fred and George Weasley (the greatest masterminds of their time). He always wondered if had one of their beds and little things like that. When he finally got around to unpacking his suitcase he realized he had mostly packed goodies from Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Ziggy later had to write home for his parents to send some things like text books and clothes that he had failed to pack. His parents were clearly unhappy about the situation, as made apparent by their sending of multiple Howlers. Despite their attempt to discipline him, he was never phased by normally embarrassing occurrences; nor did he have much of an ear for warnings, rules and lecturing. Ziggy was a bright kid and able to learn quickly. However, he had a short attention span and would much rather spend his class time having fun with his friends, rather than listening to his professors drone on.

During the summer break after his first year, his mother was diagnosed with cancer. The cancer metastasized quickly. No wizard, witch or muggle doctor could cure her ailment. She passed away just after Halloween in his second year. Ziggy was very much affected by the death of his mother. It was really difficult for him to think that she was gone forever. He stopped caring entirely about his studies. Why did anything matter if you could just die at any moment anyways? At least, that's how he saw it. Ziggy got Trolls in all his classes. He ended up being held back year because of it.

In his third year of Hogwarts he had to repeat his second year. That meant that he was now in the same grade as his younger sister. It was the first time he really felt embarrassed about anything. It was the first time he felt the sting of getting teased by his peers. Luckily, she was a Ravenclaw so he didn't have to see her in every class - which was a small but needed relief. Ziggy got his act together... well, just enough to pass his classes. He didn't care to be Outstanding, all he wanted was to be "acceptable". That was enough for him. Ziggy didn't measure his strengths and abilities by his grades. He knew what he was capable of. He didn't need grades to define him. This was also the year that their younger brother, joined them at Hogwarts (naturally, he was sorted into Hufflepuff).

When Ziggy finally got to his real third year he was satisfied with where he was. He was now 14 and it was becoming very clear to him that wasn't only attracted to beautiful women... but beautiful men as well. It was something he always kinda knew but was now finally being very open about it. Ziggy knew some of the other kids weren't going to accept him for who he was, or he was attracted to. He just had to brush it off and not care about everyone and their shitty worthless opinions. He was just going to be who was and say "fuck you" to anyone who felt the need to judge him.

In Ziggy's fourth year, the ministry fell to the hands of the Deatheaters. His father an auror, and his older sister a squib, both went missing in the chaos. Their bodies were never found. However, his older brother discovered that their luggage bags had also gone missing. They could never be positive, but they assumed that somehow their father had escaped the ministry the day it went down and managed to get their sister into hiding. At least, this is what Ziggy held on to, it kept him going. He couldn't imagine a world where his sister was dead and his father insane and imprisoned in Azkaban. His older brother was now in charge of the care and welfare of his three younger siblings. It wasn't just the ministry that had fallen, but Hogwarts as well was taken over by Deatheaters and their evil kind. This happened only several days after the ministry. The battle was more than intense. In the moment of the chaos, Ziggy didn't care what happened as long as he kept his younger siblings safe. When the battle was over, Ziggy originally just wanted to leave. He wanted to find his father and help protect his older squib sister. However, his older brother convinced them to stay at Hogwarts and keep the trail cold. That was the best way to protect them.

Ever since Deatheaters have taken over, Ziggy has been standing up to them. He doesn't care what they do them if he is standing firm in what he believes in and protecting those who are weak to protect themselves. Sometimes he goes to far which makes his younger sister very afraid for his safety. He often worries that his younger brother will get himself hurt by following him and his rebellious ways. Ziggy tries very hard to shelter his younger siblings.









YEW WAND:

"Yew wands are among the rare kinds, and their idea matches are likewise unusual, and occasionally notorious. The wand of a yes is reputed to endow its possessor with the power of life and death, which might, of course, be said of all wands; and yet yew retains a particularly dark and fearsome reputation in the the spheres of dueling and all curses. However, it is untrue to say (as those unlearned in wandlore often do) that those who use yew wands are more likely to be attracted to the Dark Arts than another. The witch or wizard best suited to a yew wand might equally prove a fierce protector of others. Wands hewn from these most long-lived trees have been found in the possession of heroes quiet as often as of villains. Where wizards have been buried with wands of yew, the wand generally sprouts into a tree guarding the dead owner’s grave. What is certain, in my experience, that the yew wand never chooses a mediocre or timid owner." (Pottermore Wiki)

DRAGON HEARTSTRING CORE:

"This core is the most flamboyant of the three, and often produces the strongest wands. Dragon heartstring usually favors ambitious spell-casting and as a result the wand is more likely to turn to the Dark Arts than any other core; however, a wand that has this core will not do so of its own will. Dragon heartstring wands generally aren’t sensitive to moving on from previous owners, but bond strongly with the current owner. This core produces wands that are most prone to accidents, being quite temperamental at times." (Pottermore Wiki)






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