Henri Rue_

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Character Information

Full Name: Henri Aimé Rue
Blood Type: Half-Blood
Age: 34
Alumni House/ Old Hogwart's House: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic
Desired Occupation: Head of Improper Use of Magic


Appearance
Henri is built like any normal man his age. He's five foot and nine inches tall. His looks aren't completely perfect as he would like them to be when he was younger. He has many scars on both of his sides near the hips after being hit with a Sectumsempra curse. The way he does his hair is something forced upon him by his sister. A family that dresses crazy, stays crazy together. He has brown eyes and brown hair he keeps up in strangely arranged spikes. Mostly looks like he stuck his finger in a light socket. He keeps his side burns in a strange fashion as well. They ride down the sides of his face and end almost at the corners of his mouth. He also keeps a small goatee that starts at his lip and curves around his chin in a straight line. He keeps some stubble around the goatee and the rest of his face. He has tattoos that start at the middle of his lower arm and end at his top of his shoulders.

Personality
Almost always cheerful, Henri is the person you normally want to befriend. He can always be seen with a smile on his face or always telling some joke. He always tries to help the needy or down right poor. His carefree spirit helps him through his stressful jobs at times. He's also very polite. He was raised to be a fine gentleman since he first learned to walk.

His personality changes once he's at his job. No fooling around on the job his father always told him. There's always room for playing once the job is over. He's normally quiet and a bit less cheerful when doing paperwork or exchanging conversation with his fellow wizards. Though he can get quite angry once he's on the field looking for law breakers. Never lie to Herni. You'll soon learn to never lie again once you lie to him.

Brief History
Henri grew up in France, in which he attended Beauxbatons. Bot his mother and father were from wealthy families, though, they didn't choice to raise a son to be as selfish as the rest of the family was. His was mostly close to his mother than his father. His sister, Valentine Rue, always clung to his side when he was around her. His father was mostly out of the house for months at a time while at work. Henri never did learn what his father occupation was. He was like the rest of the students from Beauxbatons, passing with outstanding grades. Though he wasn't as gifted as the rest of the students. He'd normally stay up through half the night studying his books and notes for his test the next day. His last year at Beauxbatons, he was injured during his COMC final exam. He got one of the most misbehaved hippogriffs the class had, which in turn , it attacked him with its front claws as it took a swipe at him. He was out for the rest of the final exams and had to retake his last year over again.

Once after graduating, he moved to London where he currently lives now. When he was twenty-four he became an Auror. He mostly dealt with addressing wizards and witches for their misuse of magic. In his fourth year on the job, he was horribly injured after having a Sectumsempra curse casted towards him by a witch. The witch was thrown into Azkaban for her deeds and was given the maximum sentence. After the accident, Herni never went after a Dark Arts caster ever again.

Roleplay Sample
Henri pushed opened a door leading to a new office with his should. For his hands were full with a box that he was carrying. He was given Head of the Improper use of Magic. Henri had been hoping for the position for quite some time now. He had worked as an Auror for ten years now. Mostly dealing with the misuse of magic. Now, he finally had his dream job. Once inside the empty office, he sat the box down on the lone dusty desk. Henri glanced around the dusty office. It was probably a wonderful office before the old Head left or died. He really hadn't looked into the it. A note was made in his head to clean the filthy office.

After a week of being settled into his office, mountains of reports were soon finding their way onto his desk. Henri ran a hand through his hair, he was completely stressed out from all the reports of people reporting the misuse of magic. A groan escaped his throat as he leaned back into his chair and threw his hands up into the air.
"Why must there be so much paper work! Why!" He yelled at the ceiling as if it was its fault for why there was so much paper work. Maybe he needed to give some of the officers the paper work and he could go out onto the field other than being trapped behind his desk reading report after report all day long. He glanced up at clock that was fixed onto the wall. Only nine in the morning! Oh this day was going to go by so slow and Herni wasn't going to like it.

Do you have a plan?
Not right now but I'll probably come up with something after a while of roleplaying.