WEAVER, Bram Malyen

bram malyen weaver

HISTORY

Mother: Lily Weaver, pureblood, deceased
Father: Drake Weaver, pureblood, deceased
Siblings: Delia Weaver, sister, pureblood
Partners: Jean Weaver, wife, halfblood, deceased.
Others: Maggie Jean Weaver, daughter
His horses and thestrals.

Boggart: Maggie dying.
Mirror of Erised: His wife still alive.
Patronus: Thestral - Bram uses memories of his daughter to fuel his patronus. Seeing her happy is his happy place.

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Born in the Scottish Highlands to Lily and Drake Weaver, Bram was a wild thing from the word go. He was used to mucking in with his parents, walking for miles to the nearest village for food and other supplies. It was a tiny town that they lived in, and he was used to being a recluse by the time his little sister was born. This noisy little thing that cried all night took a bit of getting used to. Once Delia was on her feet and could run around outside with him, Bram adored having a sibling. They would visit the stables on the other side of the hill, climbing over the fence to pet the horses, and Bram quickly fell in love with the creatures. He used to beg his mam for one "maybe they'll give us one from Hill Farm!" but she always kindly told him that they couldn't afford to look after a horse. Yes, they were pureblood, but only just. They didn't have money to throw about like the other pureblood families did, and even if they did, they'd spend it wisely, not buying horses to prance about on.

Hogwarts was a daunting experience for Bram. He was sorted into Gryffindor, which did suit him, despite his reluctance to fling himself into a huge castle full of people. It took some getting used to, being around that many kids all of the time, but he adapted well. He wrote home three times a week, telling his parents about how massive the grounds were and how much he had already explored. They used to encourage him and be kind, despite the fact that they already knew how big the grounds were, they'd done it all before. Bram made friends, though not too many, just enough to have fun with. He gravitated to lessons like Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology, enjoying being outdoors and getting his hands dirty. He already knew what he wanted to do after graduation, he'd decided when he was five and nothing would change his mind. So he graduated and went back home to Scotland. He got a job in the village that paid well enough for him to start saving, and within a few years he bought his first horse. He had been dating a beautiful girl from the other side of the village. Jean was his dream woman, she was kind, caring, hard working, and she made him laugh like no one else could. He asked her to marry him and she said yes, the pair having a quiet ceremony in the tiny church up the hill. Jean fell pregnant pretty much right away, giving birth to a beautiful baby girl called Maggie.

Bram helped out at Hill Farm wherever he could, and the owners found that as they got older they couldn't cope without him, so they left the farm to Bram in their will. He was twenty two when he inherited his own farm full of horses. His dream had come true. He had an amazing wife, a perfect daughter, and his dream job. They turned the farm into a stable, Bram not wanting any other animals, and Weaver Stables became his sanctuary. The little family lived happily until Maggie was eight years old and disaster fell upon them. A dragon from up in the mountains had decided to venture South, flying low over the town, scaring the villagers and terrifying Bram's horses. Jean was out riding with Maggie in one of the fields, Bram watching on happily. The horses were spooked by the dragon overhead, and they ran. Bram sprinted to Maggie, who was closest, pulling her and the horse she rode to one side. He called to Jean, but her horse was already running. Bram was torn, he couldn't let go of Maggie's horse to run to his wife. The horse stampede was gaining speed, Jean trapped in the middle of it. The dragon roared, fire shooting out and catching the treetops in the distance. Jean's horse reared back in fright and she was thrown from the saddle, the horses crushing her under their hooves as they ran. Bram remembers pulling Maggie down from her horse and trying to shield her eyes as she screamed for her mother. He also remembers carrying Jean's broken body back to the house, but most things after that are a blur.

Heartbroken, Bram and Maggie looked after each other for a long time before things settled a bit. The first of the Thestrals that lived in the forest showed itself to Bram when he was trying to mend some of the damage from the forest fire. It's wing was singed and it looked starved. He'd never seen one before, never been able to. He took it in, and now his stable is for Thestrals as much as horses. Maggie is in her last year of Hogwarts, and Bram doesn't really know what happened in the last ten years. He spent it working, head buried in his sanctuary, as always.

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