Evan Rosier

Marcus and Victoria had one son, Evan, or so they claimed. Some years before he was born, the couple had another child. But back then, they were still far too young to raise a kid, and give it up. They never saw the kid again, nor have they ever told Evan. So they raised him like he was the only one, not ever showing one ounce of regret for the child they abandonned. This made him feel more important to them, and he was ready to do what they wanted him to. And that included following their path, and stand against muggleborns and blood traitors.

They did not last long, however. He was 8 when his parents were attacked. He was staying with his mother in a motel, his father and a family friend off to torture villagers of the place, most of the time leading to more. What they hadn’t expected was for two Aurors to show up and investigate them. It forced them to slow down their activities, but came a point the Aurors discovered them, leading to a face off. And it all happened just outside of the motel Evan was with his mother. While she forced him away from the window, she saw the fight, she saw the last Auror murdering her husband. It didn’t take much longer until she pulled out her wand and headed outside. And with her mother now gone form the room, Evan crawled over to the windowsill, only to see his mother kill the man, as well as the scene displayed. Surprisingly, it didn’t shock him as much as expected. Of ourse, he realized what was happening, he could tell he’d never see his father again, but he wasn’t showing any sign of sadness.

And this slipped from his mother’s attention when she walked back in. Victoria was far too preoccupied by what she should do now. If the ministry was to show up soon, the blame would fall on her. And she couldn’t risk this. Quickly, she gathered all of their belongings, not telling a thing to Evan. She only explained once they got to his uncle’s. He leaved not too far, somewhere between the village they just left, and the one they actually lived in. He was the perfect alibi. And of course, he couldn’t refuse her. And so when the ministry told her her husband was found dead along with three others, and interrogated all of them, they saw no suspicions. 

And so life moved on for Evan. Losing his father was a big loss, but he quickly got over it, unlike his mother. She’d be more nervous, more stressed, almost sounding crazy. It was almost a relief when he started Hogwarts, and got to spend time away from her. He did, however, stay with those similar to him, with thesame beliefs. They were just like a family to him, and it was a place for him to develop his knowledge on Dark Arts and the cause. During those years, he often took pleasure in torturing those not fortunate enough to have been born with magical parents, or those betraying their blood purity. That was how he spent those years, and to most, this was just like any other Death Eater in becoming would do.

But some time after graduating, things started to change. He’d been with the same girl since his 7th year. Quite surprising, most people wouldn’t imagine he could hold a relationship. But it wasn’t love, it was purely blood related. She was pure, and was ready to pull through his crazy, so she’d do. But something changed, he changed. A fate encounter, most would call, something that shouldn’t happen. But this muggleborn he just met, she made him feel something, the boy would didn’t even cry when his father was murdered. Evan quite honestly never felt anything like this, but he tried to deny it for some time. She wasn’t suitable, so what was he thinking? But as the days and weeks passed, he couldn’t get her out of his mind. Came a point that he lost it, breaking up with his girlfriend, and doing the unthinkable. He went after the muggleborn, and she made him realize they weren’t all bad. Slowly, his faith in blood supremacy, in the Dark Lord himself, started to fade, until it became obvious to his fellow Death Eaters that something was wrong. And unable to hide it for long, they discovered the truth. He could do nothing as they took her, and he’d never see her again. 

Evan was barely lucky enough to make it out alive himself. And now that they knew the truth, tha he wasn’t the same anymore, he couldn’t go back there, nor could he even turn to his family. Surely, they’d hear the truth soon enough. He stayed hidden for some time, until he stumbled on an old classmate. He was in a poor state, they could tell. Luckily, that person was good at heart, and they helped him. Enough until he got better, and pleaded his cause. He wasn’t safe anymore, and he knew only the Order could help him now. They got him an audience with them, but for them to trust him enough, he’d have to prove it. He started by giving out some hideouts, some names. By this point, he didn’t know the plans the Death Eaters had, but he could tell who were the culprits behind some actions of the past. Under the condition that he helped them around, that he’d give them any information he may be able to obtain, he could stay. And so he’s been there since then, trying to adapt, trying to makeup for all the actions he did in the past.

MISC

His patronus is an arctic fox.

He was born in Castle Combe on March 11th, 1954.

Recently, he developped a love for reading Muggle books.

His best classes were Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms.

His worst classes were Arithmancy and Care of Magical Creatures.

He was a Chaser from 4th to 7th year.