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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Apr 25, 2019 10:20:58 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night "A hedgehog?" Zach was taken aback. What the hell was she trying to say? Was there something wrong with his hair? He picked up a shiny tin food bowl from a nearby shelf and checked his appearance in it. His entire head was warped in the reflection, but his hair was definitely not reminiscent of a hedgehog. He looked as Goddamn good looking as he had when he'd left his house this morning. Raven girl must have hit her head on something. Maybe she had eyesight problems. That must have been it. She'd left her glasses at home and went on a crazy shopping rampage, obsessing over ravens. Weird. Deciding that he'd had enough of waiting around and entertaining lunatics, he chucked the bowl back on the shelf and turned and marched towards the counter. "Timmy! I want my stuff!" he demanded loudly, not caring that the people already in the queue were giving him dirty looks. "I've got places to be. You've got my money, gimme the goods." He held his hand out, fingers beckoning towards the man who looked more than a little bit alarmed at the change in Zach's mood. "Keep yer hair on, Zeller, I'm comin'," Timmy grunted. Zach gaped, nostrils flaring with annoyance at the flippant comment, which unfortunately hit a nerve after Raven girl and her comments. "Keep my- there's nothing wrong with my hair!" he snapped, green eyes blazing as Timmy rummaged around under the counter and pulled out a large hemp bag filled to the brim with pet supplies. He passed it across the counter to Zach, who took it and peered inside to make sure everything was there. "It's all there," Timmy assured him. Zach huffed. "Seeya next week," he said, now in a mood, and began to squeeze his way through the people lined up waiting to be served. He passed Raven girl on his way to the door. "Good luck with your damn birds," he said, the bell jingling violently as he left the shop, glancing up and down the street. He was tempted to get another pie to cheer himself up, but he headed towards The Leaky Cauldron instead, ready to go home and take a long shower and check his hair properly. Hedgehog. Ha. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words: 412 notes: <3 outfit: Just look at him. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 26, 2019 16:34:14 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night She sounded way too posh and almost forced when she thanked him and hinted that she wanted to know his name. Zach still never thought of himself much as a mister. He got called that at work, and at the dentist, and other shitty places, but in the middle of a shop full of bird shit and cat vomit, he honestly didn't feel much like a mister at all. Besides, he was just Zach. Putting a title in front of it was so formal and stuffy, and Zach was neither of those things as a rule. He rebelled against both, in fact. "Zach," he said simply, having no idea what he'd done to deserve thanks. As far as he was aware all he'd done was tell her that Raven's were rubbish compared to owls. The girl seemed to think that was helpful in some way, and so he didn't bother to burst her bubble. He also didn't bother to ask her what her name was. Was he supposed to do that? Was making friends with a young girl in a pet shop the done thing these days? Zach would have thought he'd come across as a bit of a pervert, being older, and his instincts told him to watch his own back rather than be overly polite. You never knew who could accuse you of what and this girl looked young. Not illegal young, but still. "If you get one, don't name it after me," he added, eyeing up a raven and thinking that Zachary the raven sounded like some deranged kids imaginary friend. He had a cousin who used to have an imaginary friend, and since being sucked into the wizarding world, Zach had discovered that the pictures Billy used to draw when they were kids looked scarily like Dementors. He wondered if Billy had magic too for a while, but he'd never gotten a letter from Hogwarts, so it must have just been a coincidence. Zach had never told Billy, he didn't really want to put the shits up his cousin by telling him the creepy imaginary friend he used to talk about was real and scary as all hell. Zachary the raven was a much better version. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words: 405 notes: <3 outfit: Just look at him.[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 23, 2019 9:20:05 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night The woman burst into a rant in some foreign language or other. Was that Polish? Greek? Zach couldn't tell, but he tried to follow her words, looking for hints in there about what she might be saying. He'd heard her speaking English to the hostess moments before, so this outburst was likely just annoyance that he'd accidentally glanced at her boobs, but he stood there and waited her out, anyway. It wasn't like he could go anywhere, she was still in front of the door, though as she prattled on, he was more and more tempted to just pick her up and move her over a few inches so he'd have room to squeeze past and leave. She was small enough, it'd be easy as... pie. He quirked an eyebrow as she came to the end of her tirade, and was about to comment that he knew she could speak English, but the hostess beat him to it, which really just gave him the perfect opening to be even more lovable than he naturally was. "Sheesh, Karla, if the woman wants to hit on me in her native tongue, leave her be," he told the hostess with an exasperated look. The hostess was hot, too, but nowhere near smart enough to hold his interest. Zach could not be doing with airheads for conversations. They were good for other things, but their mouths needed to be occupied for him to be able to cope with their stupidity. Pie Girl, on the other hand, was not coming across as dumb. Playful, perhaps. A little cheeky. A lot hot. Zach flashed her a smile. "I heard the word flirto in there," he told her. "I'm flattered, but I'm really just here for the baked goods." He wouldn't say no to a date if she insisted. He couldn't think of a guy that would, to be honest, but he had to at least try and play the cool guy or he'd lose all respect for himself. He wasn't the desperate type. Women were often eager to get into his pants, but Zach was never the one to go falling at a girls feet, trying to persuade them to hop into his bed. No, sir. If they wanted it, they could come and get it. Pie Girl included. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 415 notes: <3 outfit: Serious business[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 22, 2019 13:38:54 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Apple pie. It was his favourite. But so was lemon meringue. And banoffee. And blueberry. Not to mention caramel tart. And then there were the savoury pies, which were a whole other category. Right now, Zach was enjoying the best apple pie he'd ever tasted. Most of the food at Amalthea's that he'd tried was really bloody good compared to some of the shit served in posh restaurants - that crap didn't even fill a plate! - and he really should make the time to eat out more. He usually bought things that were really easy to cook at home, like ready meals, or stuff that you threw in the oven and watched television while it cooked itself. Whoever the chef was at this joint, they were great at their job. Better than great, they were masters of pie. Absolute masters. He finished off his second serving and gulped down his beer, checking his watch to see if he'd overstayed his welcome. It was three in the afternoon, and he had a hunt later that night. There'd been reports of some large creature tearing through some muggle gardens every night this week, and he needed to check it out. It meant he got off work early, though, since he was doing a night shift. Sort of. A few hours of his night didn't exactly count as a shift, but he probably shouldn't have been having a beer in a restaurant. He hadn't even had a main course, he'd just wanted pie, and here he was. Not at all ashamed to walk into a place and just order dessert (twice), he had sat there quite pleased with himself, but now it was time to pay the bill and head out. Leaving a decent tip on the table, he stood up and headed through the room to the front door, where a brunette was talking to the hostess, saying something about working tomorrow. So she worked here. Zach eyed her a little as he approached. She wasn't half bad looking from the back, and only improved from a side view. She was blocking the doorway and rather than barge past her, he stopped right next to her and pointed back towards the kitchens. "You work here?" he asked, green eyes studying her boldly. "I'm a big fan of your-" Green eyes also roved a little too far south and landed on her boobs, which were perfection. "-pie."_______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 435 notes: <3 outfit: Serious business[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 3, 2019 10:14:48 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night She admitted that she was thinking about getting a raven, and Zach honestly couldn't have given less of a hoot. No pun intended. He just hoped the poor bird was taken care of properly. A young girl with grand visions in her head was all well and good, but if she couldn't meet the needs of her pet, she really might as well not get one at all. But, he didn't have a clue about her animal knowledge, or her ability to care for one, and the ravens weren't his responsibility. This wasn't his shop, though if it were, he'd have more than one bloody person manning the counter. The queue was still long, though it had gone down by at least five people by now. Zach gave the shop owner an impatient look and got a harried wave of the hand back. If he had to wait much longer, he'd expect a free bag of niffler biscuits thrown in to sweeten the deal. Speaking of Niffler treats. Zach moved to the girl's other side to peruse a shelf full of small bags and tubs of random pet treats, picking up a couple of different tubs until he found the right one. Gold Bicks, they were called. He'd never tried them before, or more to the point, his Niffler hadn't, but he'd been told that they were a great way of calming the creatures down and getting them under control when they were running amok. The picture depicted a bright gold square biscuit, and he wondered what they'd taste like. Curiosity getting the better of him, he popped the lid open and picked up a small biscuit, throwing it into his mouth and giving it a thoughtful chew. Huh. They were sweet. Not bad. Deciding they'd be worth a try, if only for the way they shimmered like real gold when the light hit them, he clicked the lid back on the tub and kept hold of it, pausing to stare at a raven as the girl asked him if there was anything positive he could tell her about the birds, and why were they sold if owls were better. Zach thought for a second, lips pursed, then shrugged. "They're really fucking pretty." he told her. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words: 411 notes: <3 outfit: Just look at him.[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 1, 2019 13:16:18 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night The girl couldn't be more than twenty, but she didn't seem too clued up on her animals. Zach wondered if she'd skipped Care of Magical Creatures at school. He knew not everyone liked the subject, but he couldn't deny that his first impression of a person would go down considerably if it started off on the wrong paw. Anyone who wasn't an animal fan, wasn't for Zach. Judgemental? Yes. Did he care? No. Was this anything to do with the girl beside him? Probably not. She was in a pet shop quizzing him about a bird, she was doing alright so far. Plus she was cute, he could never fault a woman for that. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, but he reached one out to poke a finger through the bars of one of the raven cages, getting a shifty look in response as the bird hopped further back to get away from him. Lovely. "Oh, is that how it is?" he huffed at the creature, moving his hand away and giving it a look of disapproval. He considered the girl's question carefully before answering. "They're not too shabby," he said with shrug. "They can get distracted easier than owls, but if you put in the time to train them, they're alright." He really wasn't selling this raven, was he? He honestly didn't care if she got one or not, it was nothing to do with Zach, but if it were him, he'd stick to good old fashioned owls. With them, you knew what you were getting. He'd heard stories of shredded mail, lost letters, and bits of small animal carcass being stuck to post when ravens were involved. That wasn't really how he liked his parcels to arrive, but each to their own. "Just curious, or thinking about getting one?" he asked, wondering if this was just for fun, or if she really wanted a giant arse jet-black bird to carry her mail for her. He didn't know this girl from Eve, she might have been the flashy sort who liked to show off with fancy things, and the thought annoyed him. Animals weren't status symbols, they deserved the right care and respect. Come to think of it, the more he thought about why this random young woman was looking at ravens, the more he was making himself dislike her, and he'd only exchanged three sentences with her so far. He needed to shut his brain up and just let her be without inventing things, like that she was an uncaring, cruel bitch who wanted to show off, and she hadn't taken Care of Magical creatures so she couldn't even look after the bird. None of those things were likely true, he was just being a prick, but at least he hadn't been thinking out loud. He did that sometimes, and boy did it get him in hot water. People tended to not like it when you spewed verbal diarrhoea about their flaws and inadequacies right to their faces. It was funny, they seemed to much prefer that you be a bitch about them when they don't know about it. People were weird. Anyway, this girl and her birds weren't his problem. He glanced back over to the counter to see the queue had only gone down by two people and was still nearly out the door. Damn. Zach picked up a tub of owl pellets and read the label to make sure they were the right ones. He might as well pick up a few extra bits while he was here. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words: 630 notes: <3 outfit: Just look at him.[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 28, 2019 12:06:21 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach stuffed the last chunk of his pumpkin pasty into his mouth and paused in the middle of Diagon Alley to chew, his mouth was nearly bursting, but he persisted, hands on his hips with the effort of keeping his lips closed. His mother had raised him with a pretty good set of manners, and even if it meant looking like you were choking on a wasp in public, he would abide by the life lessons she taught him as a boy. In all fairness, it was his second pasty. The first had been meat and potato, and he'd followed it up with the pumpkin as a sort of dessert. He considered it a solid lunch, and washed down with the bottle of water - so healthy - that he had stuffed in the pocket of his coat, he was pretty satisfied for the time being. He brushed his hands off, emptied his water bottle and chucked it in a bin as he headed for the Magical Menagerie, dusting more crumbs off of his clothes as he walked. He paused to check himself before entering the shop. Going in there covered in food would be a huge mistake. He'd learned that one the hard way. Stepping inside the crowded, noisy, and stinky pet shop, Zach smiled. It felt like home. The familiar cawing and mewling sounds of the animals inside made his soul happy, and even the smells were welcome. Well, most of them, he wasn't that perverted. He had to pick up some bits for his own pets, food and other supplies that he wasn't really interested in talking about to anyone other than the shop owner, who knew his needs and met them on a weekly basis. Zach owned a couple of pets he maybe shouldn't have, and the less people that knew about them, the better. The shop owner waved a hand at Zach from his place behind the counter. "I'll be with you in a minute," the man called, trying to work his way through a large queue that had gathered. That as the problem with weekends, everyone ran out at the same time to do their shopping, and people like Zach, who liked to be fast and efficient and get back home within the hour, were stuck in queues as long as a basilisk in every damn shop they went in. He didn't fancy standing in line to get what he had came for, so he really only had one option. Resigning himself to some heavy petting, he approached one of the cats that had been causing a ruckus and gave it a rough scratch on the head, silencing it. "What's wrong with you, hmm?" he asked, fingers scrubbing under the feline's chin. He snatched up a bag of cat treats from a nearby shelf and tore them open, tipping a few out and watching as the cat and three of its buddies went to town, filling their boots. "Shhh," he put a finger to his lips and hid the bag of treats under a cat bed before moving on, finding himself stood next to a young blonde who was admiring a raven as though she had never seen one before. Zach eyed the large bird. "They won't keep your mice down like an owl does," he commented. Ravens were lazier than owls when it came to hunting, in Zach's experience. And much less affectionate. Zach liked an animal that could give a good cuddle. _______________________ tag: Jasmine Cherry Moon words: 613 notes: <3 outfit: Just look at him.[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 16, 2019 13:27:13 GMT
Ground floor
The first thing you see when you walk into Zach's tiny house is the kitchen.
It's small, and a dining table sits right in the middle of the space, a small
storage nook to one side under the stairs. The room extends out into a living
area, with all of the muggle essentials like a television and music player, etc.
Patio doors lead out to the back garden.
Stairs
The stairs are narrow, and wind up three tiny floors, soft grey carpet covering
each flight. The bathroom and main bedroom are on the first floor, stairs leading
you up to the third floor in the attic.
Bathroom
The only bathroom in the house sits right at the top of the stairs,
and is literally only big enough for one person to stand
relatively still in. No swinging cats in here.
Main bedroom
Zach's bedroom is right next to the bathroom, and large enough to fit a double bed in,
though not a lot else save for some wardrobes and a set of drawers.
Spare bedroom
The spare room sits at the top of the house, with a tiny attic squished in above it.
Friends can either bunk in here or sleep on the couch, and he has plenty of blankets
and sleeping bags, so the floor is also an option.
Attic
What do people even use attics for? Zach has a desk in here and doesn't really know
what to do with it other than let his friends crash on the floor when they need to.
Garden
The garden at the back of the house is small and wild. Zach purposely leaves it
overgrown to disguise his not so normal pets that are usually running about, and
he has a few enchantments along the borders to keep prying muggle eyes from
discovering anything untoward. Also, he does not garden, but if anyone asks, the
wild look of the place is totally on purpose.
The shed
At the bottom of the garden sits a decent sized shed. Nobody is allowed in here.
It is home to a couple of larger pets that Zach probably shouldn't have. He has
a huge trunk in here, enchanted inside to hold said creatures, and he nips in and
out through the day when he's at home. The shed also houses any food and other
bits his magical pets might need. Hence why nobody is ever allowed in there.
No touchy.
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 15, 2019 10:02:34 GMT
Order of the phoenix application Connection to the Order: The Zeller twins were invited to join the Order by Dumbledore himself thanks to their reputation at school. They weren't afraid of a fight, they wouldn't be treated as less than because of their blood status, and they didn't take crap from anyone. He admired that and thought it would be of great use in the Order, to have muggleborns who weren't afraid to shine and stick a finger up to the snobs. Dumbledore didn't hesitate to send the invitation to the twins, and so after zero thought (can't speak for Zelda), Zach agreed to join, and that was that.
Useful Skills: Great with a gun. No, seriously, he uses his muggle heritage to the full and actually kind of maybe prefers it to magic, but he's very much a stubborn bum and set in his ways, so don't hold that against him. He's great with a wand and excelled at Defence Against the Dark Arts at school. Just anything to do with using his fists, wand, or a weapon, basically. He probably should have been an Auror or Hit Wizard, but he's far too into crazy monster creatures to pass up that opportunity. Rest assured, he can kick arse, and everyone knows it. As for a second skill, err... he can set dangerous creatures on bad guys? Does that count? He totally would do it.
Useful Affiliations: Again, I repeat; dangerous magical creatures at his fingertips. Ready and willing to use in battle. Take advantage, Mr. Dumbledore, Sir.
Why join the Order of the Phoenix? To kick the arse of the snobs who tried to bully Zach and his sister at school? How can I put that into 200 words, it's that simple! I suppose he's always liked to stick a middle finger up at anyone who thought themselves better than others. He never backs down from a fight, and he refuses to be seen as unworthy of something that was gifted to him by higher powers. He's no less worthy of his magic than purebloods are, and if he has to blast a few in the face with his gun his wand, then that's just a perk of the journey as far as Zach's concerned. He is a muggleborn fighting for his freedom and his right to a world that the likes of Voldemort does not control. The sooner he can put this bunch of idiots in their place, the better, and he'll have as much fun as he can while he's doing it. There is the added element that his sister is in the Order and there's no way he's letting anyone harm a single hair on her head. He'd join just for that reason alone, but getting to fight by her side is a bonus, really, and he doesn't plan to let anything bad happen to her, not while he's alive and around to stop it.
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PERSONALITY Boggart: The mangled bodies of his parents and sister, mauled by some creature or other that he'd accidentally led into their lives. The Graphorn (other vicious creatures are available) would devour his family right in front of him.
Mirror of Erised: He would probably be quite surprised to see himself with a wife and child by his side. Zach would expect to see himself with a pet erumpent or thunderbird or something else impressive and scary, but nope. He doesn't realize it yet, but his heart wants what it wants.
Patronus: Tiger - Any of the times he and Zelda were taken to parks or playgrounds as kids. Just that simple happiness of being pushed on the swings by their mum and dad, each of them calling to go higher, higher than the other. It was always competition, but their smiles were never bigger. Pushing each other down the slide, sure sometimes it hurt and your legs got a little bit burned, but it was fun! Innocent childhood fun! Racing through a field to get to a ball first, seeing who could climb the tree the fastest to get the kite down. It all fuels Zach's Patronus with a fierce energy of pure love and happiness.
Zach has been described as larger than life by some people. He'd say he's pretty chilled out, but that's just because he thinks he's cooler than he probably is. He can be charming when he wants, but mostly he's got a mouth that can get him into trouble, and confidence bordering on arrogance. He calls a spade a spade, and doesn't mince his words for anyone, it doesn't matter who you are, you're getting the truth, and then you're getting a slice of pie to make it feel less like a blow. Or just have some pie anyway, Zach loves his food, and it really can change his mood for the better when he's feeling crappy or angry.
Zach has a brilliant sense of humour, and though he's known for his easily triggered temper, he's also known for his silliness. He isn't scared to look like an idiot in the name of fun, and random dancing, singing, leaping through the halls like a deranged ballerina, and wild facial expressions are just a tiny example of the things he can often be found doing. He loves to laugh, and can find fun in a lot of situations, especially when you least expect it. Zach isn't a big fan of deep emotions, and he is a master at deflecting. If you ask him how he's feeling, or pry in any deep way, you'll probably just get some random unrelated response, or he'll change the subject without even acknowledging what you've said. Don't try and go deep with him, he'll avoid it at all costs unless you're family, and even then it'll be rare that he opens up like that.
He's a generous guy with a golden heart, and he will put his life on the line for anyone in trouble, which makes him a bit rash, but he doesn't care. If he can do something to save or protect another human being, then he will. It's what makes him great in the Order, and also what makes him a pretty good employee for the Ministry. Working in the Beast Division and going out hunting dangerous creatures for a living gives him such a buzz, but he also knows he's protecting people every day, and that makes him feel good. He likes to fight the good fight.
He also likes to fight bad fights, or just fighting in general, he's a bit of a hot-head, but his temper is fast and fades quickly once satiated. Being a muggleborn, Zach is very much in love with guns. He knows he has a wand that is blood magnificent, but you'll never find him on the job without a gun stashed in his belt just in case. It makes him feel safer, and he just can't get rid of his muggle heritage because he went to magic school, bloody hell, that's a big ask. He's very much stubborn and set in his ways, and he doesn't like people coming into his world and trying to make new rules or take charge. Zach is the boss of his own life, and anyone who wants to try and change that will have one hell of a battle on their hands.
Good luck to any women wanting to be more than a short fling, you'll have your work cut out for you trying to get him to make some wiggle room for you in his routine. He's very much a man whore, he will sleep around happily for the rest of his life, but as his Erised above reveals, he doesn't even know it yet, but the one thing that would make him the happiest in life, is a wife and kid. Just the one kid would do, he's not greedy. And a wife who is totally badass and incredible, to stand by his side through his slightly adventurous and dangerous life. That'd be great. If he knew it. For know he's very much a fling or one night stand guy, and he will rock your world, damnit.
HISTORY
Mother: Natalie Zeller nee Winston, 66, muggle, lawyer
Father: Gerald Zeller, 66, muggle, mechanic
Siblings: Zelda Zeller, twin sister, 26, Hufflepuff Alumna, Hit Witch
Partners: None and many.
Others: Various magical pets.
Gerald and Natalie Zellers dreams of becoming parents might have been realised a little bit late in life, but as Natalie pushed their first born into the world, they got their happy ending in the puffy but beautiful green eyes of Zachary Zeller. Zelda followed behind him pretty quickly, she couldn't ever be kept waiting for long, but whatever. Zach was a beautiful baby, strong and sturdy and capable of winning over anyone with those Disney Princess eyes. Zelda was a bit of a bratty, clingy little thing, but Zach was the golden boy, he could do no wrong. He liked to entertain himself, crawling around after the family cat, trying to pull himself up on the furniture, determined to walk as soon as physically possible, and occasionally throwing building blocks at Zeli's face. She would pull his hair and then cry for mummy and get cuddles, while Zach just carried on playing, happy to have all the toys to himself for a few minutes.
As they got older the twins continued to bicker and fight, often wrestling each other, or being far too competitive with basically everything until one or both of them got hurt. They were tough little things, but honestly, whenever Zeli got hurt, Zach would feel bad, and he'd get her a cookie to cheer her up, or put her favourite show on the tv because, deep down, he loved her more than anything, and though they fought and wound each other up, he would do anything to see her smile. Zeli was a bit full on, though, and where she liked company, Zach enjoyed a bit of solitude, and he would often go and play in the garden by himself for hours at a time.
His magic was late to show itself compared to the "strange things" that his sister would experience. The world of magic showed itself to Zach in a different way. One day after school, Zach was playing in the garden, it was summer and the sun was shining down on the lawn, so he sought cover in the trees, his toy soldiers all lined up in the mud, when a tiny paw reached out and snatched one with a shimmering silver helmet. Shocked, Zach leapt to his feet and ran after the creature, which he had thought was a cat, but as he got closer, he realised it was something else entirely. He now knows it was a Niffler, but at the time, this odd little animal was huddled on top of a pile of his and Zelda's toys that it must have stolen over some period of time and made itself what almost looked like a nest. He approached the creature carefully, and it allowed him to watch it for a long while. Zach was fascinated.
He began to leave food for the little animal, and eventually it let him touch it, first just a little tickle with one finger, then after a few weeks, it would sit on his shoulders out there in the cover of the trees. His little secret. Zach had always loved animals, but this was much more fascinating than the cat, and over the years, he saw a couple more sights that weren't as cute as the Niffler. Doxies, a gnome that tried to bite his toe, and Grindylows at the river in the park that tried to lure him into the water. It was quite a surprise when Professor McGonagall showed up and told Zach and Zelda that they were magical, but it did explain a lot.
School was nothing but a great adventure for Zach, he loved the idea of living in a castle. Dungeons to explore! Towers to climb! A forest full of magical creatures! A giant freaking squid! And then there was flying, he didn't care what house he had been put into, he didn't know the difference between them all anyway, but he would sure as hell do his damned best to help them win any and all cups and trophies that were available. He played as Beater for the Hufflepuff team for the majority of his school years (fourth to seventh year), and his sister kicked arse as a Prefect, making him more than proud. The twins looked out for each other, especially as they discovered that not everyone wanted them to be there. They were called a few nasty names over the years because they had come from a "muggle family", but they made sure to make their mark on the school, and eventually people knew not to mess with them. He would beat the crap out of anyone who insulted him of his sister, and to hell with the consequences. His friends were true, and all adored him, and that was all that mattered.
Zach graduated with average grades, though he aced Care of Magical Creatures and Defence Against the Dark Arts, the only two subjects he'd had a real passion for. After graduation he went to work at his dad's garage for a while, he'd loved helping out there as a kid, and it was no less enjoyable as an adult. His dad gave him a car for his eighteenth birthday, an old Impala that he'd been doing up for a couple of years. It was in brilliant condition, and Zach still has it to this day, and considers it practically his child.
After about six months of working with his dad, Zach fell upon a job that he felt might just be perfect for him. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures was hiring, specifically the beast division, and boy did it call to Zach. Hunting down dangerous magical creatures and bringing them in? Hell yeah! He's been in the job for eight years now and it has toughened him up no end, if it were possible for him to get tougher. He has travelled all over the country and seen some pretty scary sights, and likes to keep a gun on him just in case. He's used it a few times, and though he doesn't like killing creatures, if it's him or them, he wont hesitate to pull the trigger or fire his wand. He considers himself more muggle than wizard in a lot of ways, but honestly, magic is pretty cool, especially the dangerous side of it.
He joined the Order alongside his sister, because to hell with being seen as scum by a bunch of power crazed snobs. He is no less deserving of the magic that runs through his veins than they are, and if he has to ride on on the back of a fricking dragon to shut the bastards up, then he will. Fire blazing, gun firing, wand blasting and all. In the meantime he has a little house that he lives in with a few magical pets that he's picked up over the years, and he's happily single and playing the field, hanging out with his mates and making as much time for his family as he can. He's happy, and raring to go in this war.
OOC Play By: Jensen Ackles Your Alias: Izzy Pronouns: Her/she. Age: *mumbles* Other Characters: You see nothing here. Where did you find us: In the back of an Impala. |
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