#finnhenry

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION 

Height: 6-1” Eye Color: Shifts from a dark blue to a gray, sometimes a light brown Hair Color/Style: It’s a mess.  It’s in between “past due for a trim” and “Celebrity gelled chic”. The color is an unremarkable brown, though thankfully it hasn’t started to pepper through with gray just yet, though Finn is sure it’s bound to happen any day now. Aesthetic/Style: Everything about Finn screams that he just doesn’t give a damn, from the way he can’t seem to reliably find time (or desire) to shave to the worn look of his clothes.  He wears jeans and scuffed up, dark brown leather boots, bucking the trend that many wizards cling to with wearing robes. Other: Has a series of muggle tattoos all over his body, ranging from his cheat to his arms and shoulders as well as his back.   Play-By Used: Tom Hardy

BACKGROUND AND CHARACTER

Personality

As casual and relaxed as Finn might seem on the outside, he’s a bit of a powder keg of emotion on the inside.  History has not taught him to trust those around him and as a result, he has little in the way of a tribe to confide in.  He’s a loner by nature, but actually achieve his respect and you’ll have his loyalty for life.

He’s very much the “Lover ‘em and leave ‘em” type, lacking any kind of healthy and stable relationship in his life.

Now, with his latest evolution, he’s even more unpredictable and only holds onto who he is and what he believes in with the most precarious of grips.  

History

Finn’s life started as many of the others did in the Wizarding World.  He came from a pureblood wizarding family and attended Hogwarts when the time came.  He wasn’t from an overly emotional family, rather his was one that kept mostly to themselves.  His parents were historians and authors, dedicating themselves to the past rather than the future.  So dedicated were they, that Finn had actually been an accident. He had never been dreamed of and longed for before his birth.  As a result, he had lived a comfortable yet lonely childhood. There was nothing wrong with that, it was merely the way it was. As a result, he had essentially depended on himself for anything and everything.  

Unsurprisingly he was sorted into Slytherin, even if he did share many similar traits with his Gryffindor peers.  While at school, he was an average student, though excelled in his Transfiguration and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.  It was during this time, that he started down the path to become an animagus. When he’d finally achieved it, he’d become nothing more than a black fox.  

His form might have been slightly bigger than the average fox, but when compared to many of the other animals that animagus became, it was still rather small.  Even so, it was the start to his life. He excelled in secrecy, traveling about the school and grounds when he shouldn’t, and rarely was found in his bed in the middle of the night.  He loved slinking around and learning all he could about the inhabitants of Hogwarts. It was on one such trip that he had actually attempted to get into the Headmistress's office only for the professor to call him out by name from a darkened corner of the hall.  

He’d had no idea how she could have managed to sneak up on him, but then that was why she was a professor and he a third year.  Finn had been thrown into detention for the rest of the year, and reported directly to the Headmistress herself. During that time, he worked for her, completing activities geared towards strengthening his skills.  By the end of the year, Professor Mcgonagall had raised one of the finest animagus that she had ever taught, and an unregistered one at that.

She should have forced him to register.  That was after all the law, but Minerva had always left that up to him to decide.  The result of which was that Finn would always be loyal to the Headmistress.

After completing his time at Hogwarts, Finn had naturally joined the ministry to become an Auror, where he excelled.  He was a perfect fit for the job in everything but authority. Not respecting it, he flaunted directives and followed what he wanted to.  He was too open, too risky for the Director’s liking, though mostly Ingham simply couldn’t accept that he couldn’t control the loose cannon of an Auror.  That made Finn dangerous.

As time went on, Ingham sought every opportunity he could to write Finn up, hoping to run him out of the Ministry, but the write-ups never stuck.  They were never enough to truly expel him, and only warnings were received. That was of course until of course he finally screwed up.

The case had been simple: track the shipments and stop them.  Some witch or wizard had been shipping out charmed items and selling them to the muggles to the detriment of the non-magical people and also violating the Statute of Secrecy.  Unfortunately, what had originally seemed like a large scale operation had actually turned into an entire organized black market ring made up… of muggles. And the wizard behind it?  Was actually a squib. This threw Finn for a loop. He had no jurisdiction over the muggles, and the squib had literally just been a thief that had stolen the items he sold. He’d raided vaults and homes of wizards that had been lost after the time of the Dark Lord and quite literally sold the items he had acquired to the muggles.  No witches or wizards had been involved that he had seen.

Seeking to put an end to the entire thing, Finn had taken it upon himself to right the wrongs, but it had all quite literally blown up in his face.  While trying to take the squib into custody, his muggle lackies had broken in and Finn had been forced to fight back instead of apparate out of there.  A massive clean up effort had needed to be called in and Finn’s failure had been blanketed across the Wizarding World’s news outlets.

As a result, he’d been suspended without pay.  The investigation had come up with what The Ministry had wanted to find and Finn was found to be at fault, even though none of it had made sense.  He’d followed the trails, found the facts, but in the end, it hadn’t added up, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had been set up. Though Ingham had pushed for the wizard to be fired, he’d managed to keep his job, with what he assumed was help from his own powerful backers, but relegated to a life of odd jobs and desk work.  

He felt like he’d flushed his job down the pisser and had started seeking out his own work on the side.  Though still titled as an Auror, he was considered the lowest of the low, but still used his position to get his job done.

Unfortunately for him, Finn’s life didn’t get any easier after that.  It had been two years since he’d essentially been demoted, about six months before the Task Force was set to commence, and he’d come onto the trail of a rogue werewolf that had been terrorizing a small village in Turkey.  Knowing that he wouldn’t be missed, Finn had gone after it, and succeeded in putting it down, but not before it had earned a small victory of its own during the fight. Atticus Finn Henry has been bitten by a werewolf and had kept it secret from the Wizarding World.

He’d become scruffier, more prone to emotional outbursts, but thus far, his secret had remained safe.  When the opportunity to join the Task Force has come up, it had been Minerva McGonagall who had convinced him to sign up. She still believed in him, and not wanting to let her down, Finn had obliged.

Connections

Minerva McGonagall

Future plot ideas

Overcoming his past failures

FAMILY

Mother: Clara Henry Father: Joseph Henry Siblings: None Pets: None Children: None Spouse: None

MAGICAL

Wand: 15”, Elder, Phoenix Basic education: Hogwarts Lineage: Full blood

Some facts

Smoking: Chain Smoker Drinks Alcohol: Yes Worst Habit:  Not shutting up Allergies: Silver Most Common Misconception about them: That he’s stupid and lazy Biggest Fear:  Failing the only one that has ever believed in him Greatest Strength:  His tenacity Greatest Weakness:  His lack of trust Weapons: None