Crispin V. Cold

[Crispin V. Cold]

Crispin V. Cold​

Birthdate: April 16th , 2006 Blood Status: Half-Blood
Hair (color, length etc.): Dirty blonde hair, shaggy cut, past his ears
Eyes: One is blue, the other black. The black eye is from an injury back home, the eye took a great blow and it made the pupil permanently dilated.

History:
Crispin was born to a loving family in Cornwall, England. His mother was a muggle born witch, his dad a pure blood wizard. He grew up happy, healthy and well adjusted. He loved to play with his childhood friends and other kids around his neighborhood. Although they lived in a predominantly muggle village, his family took him to Diagon Alley by Floo Powder every month. His dad would take him to Quality Quidditch Supplies and bought him his first hovering broom. His mother would drag him to Madame Malkins for new togs, which he hated, but she’d always take him for an iced cream treat straight afterwards.

After Crispin’s eighth birthday, his parents died. He never fully grasped the concept of how they perished and blocked out all details of it. He only remembers that one day he was playing kick ball with his friends outside and then a scary old man came to get him.

He’s lived with his paternal grandfather ever since. Living with the old man was like night and day. Crispin was barely tolerated in the house and his only company was his own. His grandfather hired a woman when Crispin came to live with him named Miss Liza. She was an older woman with roundish curves and a sunny disposition. She tried to comfort Crispin as best she could without the old man finding out. He didn’t tolerate staff breaking the fine line between employer/employee relations. They had only one house-elf, Barnabus, who talked slowly and was getting old.

Crispin’s room at home is in the attic. It’s furnished but sometimes he shares it with the house ghoul.
There are many chapters to Crispin’s young life, but none that he’ll share with just anyone. When he turned eleven, he got his letter. It was a beacon of light in that dreary house. By that time his grandfather was teaching him at home. If it hadn't been for what Arcturus' peers might think, he would have never allowed Crispin to leave for school.

For four years Crispin attended Hogwarts in New Zealand. There were many highs and lows but he made friends, learned everything he could and planned for his future. Even then he knew the only way to escape the life Arcturus planned for him was a good education and an even better paying career. Then came the day that Crispin helped the girl he liked, Katrina Redding, steal a Mandrake named Hurley. He begged their HoH not to tell his grandfather but in the end had to respect his elder's decision. Once Arcturus knew what he'd done, the stage was set.

Crispin boarded the train one last time, unknown to him, and spent two weeks at Hogwarts in his fourth year. Then one morning he was informed his grandfather had withdrawn him from the school. He was made to pack, Arcturus came and collected him. Ever since Crispin has worked day and night helping his grandfather with his potions. Homeschooled. It was a nightmare for the promising young Slytherin. He was allowed no outside contact, Miss Liza was sent packing, their house elf died and the house hold fell on Crispin's shoulders.

The first year back was hell. Each year that passed that he would have been boarding that shiny red train to freedom was another year Crispin trashed his room. There was no one to see him cry angry, bitter tears. Then one night, the day after Crispin's seventeenth birthday, the old man died. Free, Crispin immediately packed his bags, enrolled back in school and left the next morning before the sun was fully up.

Of age, his future was his. He had broken free. But it came with a cost. His soul, his manner, were darkened now, split. He could never go back to that boy of fourteen. Socially awkward, unsure of what exactly he'll find at the school, he's returned to try to pick up the pieces of a life he never really got to live.

Family:

Mother- Amelia (Allen) Cold
Father- Caspar V. Cold
Paternal Grandfather- Arcturus V. Cold
Paternal Grandmother- Annabelle (Huish) Cold
Caspar is only child.
Maternal Grandfather – Wolfric Allen
Maternal Grandmother – Sadie (Miller) Allen
Amelia is ‘said’ to be their only child.

 

[Crispin V. Cold]

First Year​

The Train Ride:
Not for the first time did Crispin V. Cold wish his mother were there to comfort him. His sad mismatched eyes mirrored the hurt he was feeling. Crispin rubbed at his bruised wrist and turned his hot, tear tracked face into the wind from the open train window. Pages flickered in the book he'd forgotten about on his lap and his thinly boned hand scrunched the Hogwarts letter he'd received weeks ago.

Would he make friends at this school? Did he even want them? He didn't feel like anyone could possibly like him. Crispin stared at the boy in the window. He was thin and tall for his age with dirty blonde hair, high cheekbones, a straight nose that noone could tell had been broken three times, slightly arched eyebrows, and eyes that were startling. One was brown, the other a dark mudied blue. Crispin could thank his grandfather's heavy hand for that.

He turned his face from the reflection. He didn't want to see how different he was from everyone. Would they make fun of him? He picked up the forgotten book in his lap with his uninjured hand and lost himself in the pages of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.

The trains gears ground together. Screeeeech. Crispin ground his teeth together at the sound. He slung his bag over his shoulder and joined the crowd. "Watch where you're going." "Sorry." Crispin mumbled and stepped around a big second year. He scrurried to get to the boat that would take him across the lake to Hogwarts.

Second Year​

Third Year​

Fourth Year​

Three weeks into the school year, Crispin's grandfather forcefully withdrew him.

Fifth Year​

Isolated, their housekeeper let go, house elf dead, Crispin spent his waking hours helping Arcturus to brew potions.

Sixth Year​

Amazingly enough, because he'd studied at night, Crispin received OWLs in the classes he'd require for his future career.

Seventh Year​

Chose future career as an Obliviator, hoping to get his needed NEWTs.