#halfofascamander

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lets do it, then!

name: Lysander Scales Where do they stand?: the resistance faceclaim: Daniel Sharman Location: Hogwarts age: 17 brief background: Lysander never understood why he was chosen for Gryffindor. He didn’t feel brave. He honestly felt left out of his hosue most of the time until the night of the first battle, he found himself looking after all the younger ones. While most people were either in the front lines or helping the wounded, Lysander was making sure the younger ones of the castle made it somewhere safe. He tried so hard to protect the most that he could but that would be impossible. The one that hit him the hardest was a girl who jumped in front of him when he was trying to pull someone from under the rubble. Something in him changed the moment he saw her lifeless corpse. Never would he have imagined that he would be able to perform the killing curse but he had. Anger had blinded him and although it was a Death Eater he killed that night, he would never be the same again. He’s never been much of a leader but he has never been one to run from a fight. Now he wants to help take down Voldemort and will do whatever possible or in his power to help do just that. ((i dunno that seems really lame to me? i’m sorry v.v; also i changed him from being luna’s son to someone else to help?? this is super lame, i’m sorry /).(\))

The Trickster bristled at the words and he was quick to advance on the other man, fists clenching at his side. “You clearly know nothing of me, as I have many admirers,” he growled.

“Muggles used to burn witches, centuries ago, you know. Of course they rarely caught any real witches but it’s quite amusing to see how the tables have turned, don’t you think?”

you go do that. Also *puts a bandaid on the wall*

                                                      “So how are you f e e l i n g?”