Ryan Brooks

Backstory

(Older Student) Being transferred mid-year doesn’t make life any easier out here is the Wizarding World. I though I might not have been accepted here, after all, I am a... never mind. You think you know? Don’t get all excited, because I don’t plan on telling anyone. I just got sorted into Slytherin, though others say I should’ve been a wimpy Hufflepuff. I’m going to destroy everyone in exams, and then who’ll be the wimp? Quidditch? Oh, um Quidditch, right. Quidditch is tough for me. Though I do love it, my mental health is too unstable. I will try out, and if I make it, good for me, but bad for my body. I will be head of the class, have all the gu- I mean girls all over me, and have all those pure bloods who thought I was a wimp beneath my foot! Or not, I’m just not that evil. The kids here seem especially judgmental, so when I tried to go up that staircase to the dorms, I was nervous. Thankfully it let me in, and I spent the next few minute telling the stairway how much I loved it. Arriving in the middle of first year was a bit of a surprise to everyone here, but I am in this to succeed. Every glance and whispers seems to be turned my way, and I regularly bite my lip as not to say something rude, but I am no wimp. You may find me in the library, or just jogging across the grounds, if not in class.