Adrian Nott

PETS: Great Horned Owl named Nova

PATRONUS: A fox

BOGGART: His brother && sister dead, wearing DE robes, the dark mark burned on their skin. He hesitated too long.

WAND: Black Walnut, Unicorn Hair, 12¼", Slightly Springy

AESTHETIC: Long winding corridors lined with ancestral portraits, polished oak floors that creak beneath careful footsteps, the scratching of a quill long after midnight, the quiet hum of the Ministry atrium before dawn, green and silver ties folded away in an old wardrobe, the scent of old books and cedarwood, rain streaking against tall leaded windows, elegant stationery sealed with dark green wax, half-finished cups of black tea gone cold, pressed flowers hidden between the pages of forgotten books, a pocket watch ticking softly in a silent room, expensive robes worn with quiet restraint, family portraits watching from gilded frames, the weight of a surname spoken with expectation, the muted green of the Scottish Highlands, mist rolling across ancient estates, foxes disappearing into the treeline at dusk, carefully rehearsed smiles at pure-blood gatherings, parchment covered in elegant handwriting and unsent letters, a hand resting protectively on a younger sibling's shoulder, silence stretched too thin across a dinner table, carrying burdens without complaint, loyalty mistaken for weakness, duty before desire.

PETS: Great Horned Owl named Nova

PATRONUS: A fox

BOGGART: His brother && sister dead, wearing DE robes, the dark mark burned on their skin. He hesitated too long.

WAND: Black Walnut, Unicorn Hair, 12¼", Slightly Springy

AESTHETIC: Long winding corridors lined with ancestral portraits, polished oak floors that creak beneath careful footsteps, the scratching of a quill long after midnight, the quiet hum of the Ministry atrium before dawn, green and silver ties folded away in an old wardrobe, the scent of old books and cedarwood, rain streaking against tall leaded windows, elegant stationery sealed with dark green wax, half-finished cups of black tea gone cold, pressed flowers hidden between the pages of forgotten books, a pocket watch ticking softly in a silent room, expensive robes worn with quiet restraint, family portraits watching from gilded frames, the weight of a surname spoken with expectation, the muted green of the Scottish Highlands, mist rolling across ancient estates, foxes disappearing into the treeline at dusk, carefully rehearsed smiles at pure-blood gatherings, parchment covered in elegant handwriting and unsent letters, a hand resting protectively on a younger sibling's shoulder, silence stretched too thin across a dinner table, carrying burdens without complaint, loyalty mistaken for weakness, duty before desire.

RELATIONSHIPS

PARENTS: Eleanor Nott, Unknown father, Cassian Nott (stepfather)

SIBLINGS:  Younger half sister (middle.) Younger half brother.

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Single.

OTHER FAMILY: maternal grandparents.

CHILDREN: None.

EDUCTATION:

SCHOOL: Hogwarts

HOUSE: Slytherin

EXTRACURRICULAR: Perfect, Wizard's Chess Club, Library volunteer/helper, occasionally tutors younger students (invited to the slug club, which he reluctantly attended)

OWLS: Defence Against the Dark Arts: O Charms O Transfiguration E Potions E

Herbology O Care of Magical Creatures O History of Magic E Study of ancient Runes. O Astronomy E Arithmancy E

(Adrian liked to keep himself busy with schoolwork to avoid common room politics.)

NEWTS:

Defence Against the Dark Arts O Charms O Herbology O (One of the few subjects he genuinely loves.) Ancient Runes O Transfiguration E Potions E

SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, French

PHYSICAL TRAITS

EYE COLOR: dark brown

HAIR COLOR: black

HEIGHT: 5′11

SCARS: a few from childhood

PERSONALITY

INTELLIGENCE: High. Exceptionally perceptive and emotionally intelligent; has a talent for reading people and navigating complex social and political situations. A strategic thinker who prefers diplomacy over force.

SKILLS: Advanced defensive magic, Charms, investigative work, negotiation and diplomacy, Occlumency (basic to intermediate), public speaking, flying (competent), wandless magic (practising), exceptional handwriting and formal correspondence, knowledge of magical law and pure-blood etiquette.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Loyal, compassionate, resourceful, diplomatic, patient, observant, dependable, intelligent, composed, self-disciplined, protective, empathetic.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Secretive, liar, manipulative when necessary, conflict-avoidant, perfectionistic, emotionally guarded, self-sacrificing, indecisive, prone to overthinking, burdened by guilt, reluctant to ask for help.

In her youth, Adrian’s mother had been beautiful, wealthy… but emotionally fragile; she ran away straight out of Hogwarts, fled from the political marriage her parents had arranged. 

His father had been a nobody, just another half-blood wizard; possibly talented, maybe he was handsome, or funny, or charming.  Adrian couldn't say; he wasn’t even told his name, nor did he ever see a single picture. His father died before Adrian was born; distraught and afraid, his mother returned to her parents' home, begged them to help her, to take her back. She had grown up spoiled in the lap of luxury, surrounded by prestige and connections; without her lost love, the threat of poverty was terrifying. 

Her parents took her back, providing that this time she followed their guidance and married a respectable pureblood wizard. It took some doing, but wealth has a way of hiding even the gravest of sins. 

And so she married into the Nott family; Nott Sr was older, calculating, cold, but practical. The marriage was too beneficial to pass up, but it came with it’s short comings… namely Adrian. To Nott Sr, Adrian’s greatest sin was not his blood status (though that was a fault Adrian would have to spend his life atoning for.) but rather the scandal that he could bring upon the family name. So he was made a Nott, adopted reluctantly into the family, and given the rigorous education so as not to sully his new name.

To most outsiders, he was a Nott, at least in name if not breeding. It didn’t matter that the household paintings would mutter as he left the room, that his peers might gossip or throw snide remarks. It was his sin to bear,  inherited from his parents, graciously overlooked by his stepfather. Or at least that’s what Adrain was so often reminded. 

Raised under the Nott name, Adrian grew up surrounded by old traditions, expectations, and the quiet pressure to represent his family well. Despite his half-blood heritage, he was expected to uphold the values of the pure-blood world that raised him. He was expected to be perfect; any wrongdoing was a reminder of his lesser birth, the great sacrifice his stepfather made in marrying his mother. After a few years, his sister was born and then a younger brother. 

….

At Hogwarts, the sorting hat was torn between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, eventually bellowing out “Slytherin!” Hogwarts was a time where Adrian honed his arsenal of skills. He learned to walk the line where he was noticed enough to fit in with expectations, but not so much that others took too much notice. His life had been a series of compromises; he would pick the path that would better ensure his survival, that would keep his siblings and mother safe.  It was a life built up on tiny sacrifices, one after another, everything to keep himself afloat. 

At home, whispers of the greatness of the dark lord became the norm, the expectation poignant; he knew his place, he knew what he was raised to do, what his stepfather expected. He was expected to join up, to offer his life, his soul, but that was a line he was hesitant to cross; he did not believe in the ideology; he may parrot its words when necessary, but to think it and then to act and bring so much misery to others… Adrian would do whatever he could to avoid it. 

It was a tight walk he walked; one wrong move and he'd spiral. After leaving Hogwarts, Adrian joined the Ministry of Magic, not out of ambition, but necessity. A Ministry career was the acceptable compromise between his own conscience and the future his stepfather wanted for him. His family expected him to eventually align himself with Voldemort’s growing movement, Instead, Adrian chose the Ministry as a way to delay that expectation, maintain his independence, and protect the younger siblings. 

Working within the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, he became skilled at investigation, diplomacy, and navigating dangerous political situations.