- Messages
- 584
- OOC First Name
- Lovi
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- fluid
- Wand
- 11 1/2 Inch Knotted Oak Wand with Raven Feather Core, Swishy
- Age
- 8/2009
Hezekiah Mowry was not looking forward to another year at Hogwarts New Zealand. However, this was how he got the bills paid. It was also nice to do what he liked, brewing potions. He only really dealt with the older students, which he liked. The younger ones he didn't have to worry about at much, which was beneficial to him. The man sat on a bench on the fifth floor close to the Transfiguration room. He was reading a book about some advanced potions that he wanted to try. He was always up for a challenge. His scarred face was relaxed, and he sat comfortably with one leg crossed over the other. Hezekiah felt like he had made a great decision coming to Hogwarts New Zealand. Although he did not love it all the time, he enjoyed doing what he did. However, it was a little lonely. There were not very many people that knew of his condition, so he no one really knew why he struggled so much to do regular things. He was constantly counting the dates, so he was always focused on his condition. Hezekiah softly closed his book and stood up, almost knocking someone over who was walking. He may not be a people person, but he was not a jerk. "Oh. I apologize. I should watch myself." he stated dryly.