Jared Beaton ;

[Jared Beaton]

Personal

Name::

Jack

RP Experience::

About six years? Roughly. XD

Other Characters on the site::

none ;-;

How often you can login in (and post)::

If I have a post to reply to, then I should be able to log in every day, unless I'm grounded ;-;

Basic Character Info

Name::

Jared Zakary Beaton

Nickname/s::

Jared
Jar-head
Jay

Age & Birthday::

Twenty-seventh November. - Seventeen

Blood Status::

Muggle Born

Member Group::

Order member

Education Level::

7th Year

House::

Hufflepuff

Current Events::


Came out of the closet to a few friends.

Brother ran away from home { Muggle } (( Current ))


Background

Family::
Anna Shallots - Adopted Mother
Michael Shallots - Adopted Father
Sally Anne Shallots - Adopted Sister
Ryan Beaton - Biological brother.


History::

At birth, he was immediately put up for adoption; his teenage parents knew they wouldn't be able to cope with a child, so they did the mature thing of putting him up for adoption. Sure, it did fuck them up a bit, but it was best... for them. At the age of three, Jared had began showing signs of abnormality; the orphanage went to scientists, who couldn't explain it, so they went to psychics, priests, nuns, pretty much everything they could think of, until one day a couple came along when he was six and took him in. They were more than happy to let Jared go with them after a background check, but he soon found himself back in the orphanage, as they began seeing the odd things he was doing.

Of course, this left him completely heart broken, he loved those two people like his own parents. He didn't speak to anyone for a month back in the orphanage, until one day his anger lashed out and at one of the other boys at the orphanage. Not only did he beat the hell out of him, but the lights were flicking on and off in the house and pots and pans seemed to be rattling until he calmed down once his brother had managed to grab hold of him and pull him away from the situation. Since the day they were thrown back into the orphanage, Jared and Ryan couldn't get any closer to each other. It didn't take long, when they were both nine, for another family to come along interested in adopting; they were obviously the first to be showed to them, they wanted Jared out the house. They could deal with Ryan, but not the freakish things that go on with Jared. It was quite good, though, the parents already had a child they could play with and get on with.

They soon packed up and left the orphanage for good, moving in with the new family, who were the Smiths, but they allowed Jared and Ryan to stay as Beaton if they chose to, which they did. It didn't take them long to see what Jared and Ryan warned them about with the odd things that happen. They did get a bit freaked out at first, but they learned to accept it, but then the fateful day it was all explained; the day that a Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry letter came through the door, inviting Jared to go and join the school. He jumped at the opportunity. Of course he wanted to learn how to control this ability, and he also wanted to strengthen it, not only that, but understand what it is and why it's happening to him of all people. He soon set off to Diagon Alley with his new 'family', who seemed just completely bewildered by the whole magical world they were stepping into, reading spell books, looking at cauldrons, broom sticks, and even staring at a few people.

He soon began his journey to Hogwarts with all of his stuff, he had to admit, he was excited, but his school life was like any other; he stayed during term time, went home at Christmas, came back, then went home for the Summer, then repeated. Up until his fifth year, he hadn't really been looking at anyone, but then his hormones kicked in. Most people would expect him to be straight, just the way he talks and acts screams at you 'straight', but he is in fact, a homosexual. He's completely open about it, not giving a care in the world what other people think about him, or think about his orientation; if they had a problem, it's their problem, not his. He soon came out to his family; the only person who really seemed to have a problem with it was his twin brother, but Jared sat him down and told him if he doesn't like it, he's going to have to accept it, if he can't accept it, then he needs to get the fuck out of Jared's life.

That was the summer Ryan walked out of the house, just with the words ' I shall return some day'. Soon Jared's time to go back to Hogwarts had come back, and Ryan still hadn't returned; he was heart broken by it, Ryan was his twin brother; the only man he had ever loved, and he just walked out, and it was Jared's fault, even though his 'parents' kept trying to explain to him it wasn't. Although it was the beginning of the seventh year, he was already not feeling the muse to do his work or anything, and he had been lacking in concentration, thinking about where Ryan could be, or maybe he could be dead in a gutter. He had already walked out of most of his classes in the first term to go and sit in his common room and have a good cry to himself, which is sometimes what he needed, then send a letter home, in hope that Ryan may have returned. He had said if he hadn't got home by Christmas, he was going to come home for Christmas and take his broom for a ride up and down the country looking for his twin.

He knew he had to focus on his school work for the year, but it is quite hard when your brother had just walked out on you, and he didn't tell you where he was going, he did inform the muggle police, but they weren't likely to do anything about it; to them, Ryan is just another teenager who walked out.

Personality::

Being the person he is, he has always been a down to Earth, chilled out person who will get their assignments done, but may leave it to the last minute. He often find himself in detention, however, mainly for running through the corridors, or swearing, or something else stupid. Nothing ever really major, but enough to get him in detention. Due to being from quite a harsh background, that being thrown into an orphanage at a young age, adopted, then abandoned, and the process repeated, he has managed to sympathise with people well, which makes him quite a good person to go to if you're needing help, or just someone to talk to.

Back home in the muggle world, he has accepted he's the only person in the family with any magical blood, so he's quite responsible with it, maybe taking his broom out once a week in the dead of night, where he knows none of the neighbours might see him take off or land, as that could be almost fatal to him, as they'd ask questions and the ministry would get involved. One thing which can't be said about him is that he's a romantic; he has been known to like a few guys, but he'll never do anything about it. He'd rather sit and watch. Why? He's afraid of getting into a relationship and being too deep, then splitting up and getting hurt. He's had enough hurt in his life and he didn't want any more.

He has also been one of those people who can sing out their heart and emotions without feeling embarrassed when other people are around. Some people may call it attention seeking, but he calls it being at peace with your body and mind, and knowing what you really want and feel. He can be caught late at night writing in his note pad which he bought back in London, just jotting things down, singing, writing, or drawing in his sketch pad to get his emotions out, especially if they're of anger, depression, or anything of a similar sort.

Likes::

• Food, simple.
  
• Winning arguments
  
• Helping people as much as possible
  
• Mingling with people from other houses
  
• Getting assignments done and handed in
  
• Muggle music - mainly diving into the death metal genre.
  
• London
  
• Using magic
  
• Making potions
  
  Dislikes::
  
  
• Detention
  
• Scotland
  
• Curry
  
• Horses
  
• 'Magic people's' music.
  
• Death eaters
  
• When it's cold and it rains
  
• How screwed up he is.
  
  Appearance
  
  Description::
  Due to months and months of working out, you could see a nicely defined figure appearing on his arms and his stomach, complimenting his overall tall figure, standing at six foot three inches. (6'3'') Something else which people tend to notice about him is his chocolate coloured hair matching his big and dreamy chocolate eyes, although, in the right light they do look completely black. He has always been against the idea of piercings and tattoos, so he hasn't got any markings as such on his body, he does, however, have a scar on his lower left calf where he fell over onto something sharp and ripped it open in his second year.
  Picture::
  
  Celebrity::
  Seann Scott
  
  
  RP Example
  

  A yawn seemed to make a few other lads in the boy's dormitories moan and groan, then readjust themselves to a comfortable sleeping position. It seemed that Daniel had finally woken up from his deep slumber from the night before, dreaming about going home and using the internet again, and being able to use technology. Naturally, you would only ever want to go back to what you grew up with, it was his comfort zone, but it seemed that the world of magic had become a second home to him, not having to have certain age restrictions to buy things, including alcoholic drinks, well, maybe in one or two places they did, but not in many, as the alcohol was low, but the drinks still tasted just as good. He flew the duvet back, revealing his body, covering his private parts with just a pair of loose black boxers. He quickly changed into something more comfortable; it's the weekend, why bother with uniform? Some people did, but he was certainly one not to bother with it, even though he knew he would end up getting into some form of trouble if caught without it on. He exited the dormitories an entered into the common room; the fire still hadn't been lit. It must have been excruciating early for him to be up and there was no fire, it was usually lit by the time he was up. Only one thing for it, then; see if there are any other students awake.
  
  He left the common room in a hurry, darting down the stairs and through the castle, avoiding the different professor's quarters, making a special effort not to wake up any portraits which might as well take the rude awakening as an opportunity to go and tell a professor that a student is up, out of bed, and not in uniform, as they usually did with him. He didn't seem to get on well with the portraits, well, not as well as some of the other students. Each one of them seemed to have said something horrible to him as some point during the course of his time as Hogwarts. It didn't seem like the portraits were friendly to students who had a mouth about themselves, even when the student was only doing his best to help other people. Still, he didn't really mind, as long as he didn't get caught by the prefects, head boy or girl, or staff. It didn't take him long to reach the bottom of the stairs and smack straight into someone.
  
  "Shit, sorry."
  He uttered, pulling himself back off the floor and brushing himself off. Whacking into someone, great. An amazing way to begin the day, and it seemed he was the only person about, too. Either the other guy could laugh it off, or he'll begin an argument or fight, surely waking people up, and making them want to come and see what was going on, which would then bring the staff along and get them both detention, but him another one for not wearing uniform, which would just be his luck.
  
  
  from here.

  
  

[Demetria Lestrange]

Accepted