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Kye Reid

"Modesty and Intelligence, my best traits"

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a character in “Hogwarts: The TriWizard Tournament”, originally authored by Issa, as played by RolePlayGateway

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'Let the magic begin'




'Who am I?'



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Name: Kyburn Alexander Reid

Nickname (and preferred name): Kye - 'Only my mother uses my full name, you try it and you're dead.'

Role: Prefect

Birthday: July 21st

Age: 17

Year: Seventh Year

House: Ravenclaw 'Where else?'




'Some more about me?'



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Appearance:
Kye stands at 6'2". He is well built - having passed the most trying of his gangly pubescent stage - and keeps himself in shape. Kye's hair is a dark blonde and kept short. Running his fingers through his hair is generally the only way he styles it.
His eyes are a light blue.
When not wearing his Hogwarts uniform, Kye can usually be found wearing comfortable clothes, namely plain shirts, sweaters, the odd leather jacket.
Kye bares no scars or tattoos (his parents would likely disown him if he turned up with one, either muggle or magical), likewise he has no piercings.




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"There's more to me than my 'dashing good looks'"


Likes:
Winning || Achieving || Jokes
Muggle Science || Magic

Dislikes:
Losing || Boggarts || Selfishness
Closed minds || Ignorance

Hogwarts:

Position: Ravenclaw Prefect

Wand: 14 in, Acacia, Phoenix Feather, Supple
Patronus: Blue/Little Penguin
School Pet: A white owl named Odyssus

O.W.Ls Achieved in fifth year:
Outstanding - Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, Muggle Studies, Potions, Transfiguration,
Exceeds Expectations - Care of Magical Creatures, History of Magic,
Achieved - Astronomy

Extra-curricular: Leads the Dueling Club, member of Wizard's Chess Club
Quidditch: Supports Ravenclaw "I can't play to save my life, but I'll always be supporting in blue and bronze!"




'You still want to know more?'



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Personality:
Despite his apparent casual attitude to life, Kye is actually a pretty responsible and hard-working guy. He's a natural Ravenclaw: intelligent, witty, competitive and creative. When he doesn't understand something straight off he won't drop it until he gets it. Some might call this particular trait stubbornness but Kye prefers to term it 'perseverance'. Whatever you call it the end result is that Kye will never let a question go unanswered, his natural inclination is to always find out 'why'. During O.W.Ls you would generally have found Kye head down in the library. He takes his school work seriously.

Kye enjoys a decent laugh, even it his own expense. Anyone with a willingness to laugh will find Kye good company. When he was younger he and his older brothers would have pranking wars with his neighbours, he was always the one who came up with the plan. His mischievousness has become somewhat tamed by his time at Hogwarts, his role as Prefect means he must act as a role model to the younger students... something which isn't always easy to manage.

Kye also has a competitive streak that generally appears at the mention of Qudditch. He proudly supports Puddlemere United and will argue endlessly (usually with his friend Adie Knox who cheers the Montrose Magpies) on the pros and cons of their respective favourites. When it comes to actually playing the game... well, he doesn't exactly come out on top. To quote his father, "Kyburn, you've got as much talent on that broom as your grandmother has real teeth" - considering Kye's grandmother was toothless really shows his lack of flying ability.
Modesty is also something Kye lacks although in less quantities than skill on a broom.



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History:
Kye's family is about as pureblooded as the come, apparently able to trace their ancestry back to the ancients (something Kye believes all pureblood families are obsessed with doing). His family also has a proud history of always being placed in Ravenclaw. Both his parents, Matilda and Alexander Reid, were Ravenclaws. His older brothers, Lysander and Malcolm, also found themselves in Ravenclaw. Kye's older brothers had teased the younger boy endlessly before he was sorted, leading him to believe that if he wasn't placed in Ravenclaw he would be abandoned in a smelly bog and left for Dragon feed. It was only after he had been sorted into Ravenclaw - the sorting hat had barely touched his head when it announced his house - that he realised how ridiculous his brothers' lies were.

Kye grew up in a small town called 'Wingnuts'. The majority of the community was magical and Kye befriended the young witch next door, Adie Knox. They are still close friends today, despite being in different houses and a year apart.
Growing up surrounded by magic meant that Kye rarely interacted with muggles. He has always been curious about their science and, although he wouldn't admit it openly, enjoys reading muggle books. When he was able to he immediately took Muggle Studies and finds their endless creativity and ingenuity astounding.

His years at Hogwarts have so far been the best of his life. In his first year Kye made a few firm friends and, as the years progressed, his circle of friends grew. Of course there are those who dislike him, as he dislikes them. But he generally avoids those individuals, preferring not to have unnecessary conflict.
In his fifth year he became Ravenclaw prefect, a position which gave him added responsibility. As he also had to study for O.W.Ls that year he was almost constantly busy. When he did have free time he would take a trip to Hogsmeade with friends and enjoy a butterbeer in the comfort and warmth of the Three Broomsticks or purchase sweets from Honeydukes.



That's me, don't let it intimidate you.

So begins...

Kye Reid's Story

Kye's reaction wasn't anything short of what she had expected. She averted her gaze to the floor as he asked if she had submitted her name as well. Letting him breeze past the question with an answer to her own, Alison glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was lingering nearby - a habit of hers. Pursing her lips to look back at the young man before her, she tilted her head slightly as if she were drinking him all in. Her dark eyes wandered, her arms folding across her chest.

"Well arise sir, future champion of us all." She said with wry grandeur, curtsying with an impish grin. Taking a few steps backward, she continued, "well, good luck with all of that. I best get back to my dormitory...see you -er..Kye!" She beamed a smile at him before turning to face the correct direction to the dungeons that led into the Slytherin corridor.

Reaching the dungeons with no interruptions, Alison was relieved. She had plans to finish her herbology homework and retire for the night. Lucky that Hogwarts wasn't light with homework, Alison often buried her nose into her studies to avoid her brother and his friends which benefited herself in the long run. However she wasn't lucky enough to dodge the gang through the lobby of their dormitories. "Oye, Alison- where 'ave you been?" Grimm called out, mouth half stuffed with pastries he had brought back from the great hall.

Rolling her eyes and dropping her arm dramatically, she clutched her books close with her other arm as she made an expression of exasperation. "I'm not a child Grimm, I may come and go as i please without having to report to you."

His friends chuckled under their breath, turning away from the siblings to feign privacy. Grimm stood to his full stature well by six feet, taking three strides to come to Alison's side. She dare not flinch as he came beside her, keeping her jaw strong and eyes narrowed. "Just because you're blood doesn't mean you can talk to me with disrespect, Alison. If you keep acting like some barbarian mother will be quite displeased by the next letter i send out." He growled.

"Oh, going to run and tell our mummy are you Grimm?" Alison said loudly, turning some heads. Without hesitation Grimm gripped his sisters forearm with force, causing her to drop her books as he manhandled her into a corner of the room where most couples hid to snog out of the view of others.

Menacingly, Grimm lowered his lips to Alison's ear, her eyes widened with surprise. "I will not have you make a fool of me in front of my peers, Alison. Either your with us, or against us.." He released her, shoving her against the book case with slight brutality. Wincing Alison cringed into the glossy wood, the cold dungeon wall behind her offering no type of comfort. Grimm glared a moment longer before turning back to the lounge, those who were watching with curiosity snapping their heads as if to play off their nosiness.

It hadn't been the first time Grimm acted out against Alison in front of others in their house. Of course no one would ever do anything, hell if Grimm was acting like that with his sister he surely wouldn't care about anyone else's well being. What was worse was that no one ever talked about it, like ever. Alison never heard rumors in the halls that Grimm manhandled his sister or that he had struck the very flesh that came from the same two people as his own. It was as if it never happened.

Red faced, Alison collected her things, rushing to hide her sketches before going to her own room - avoiding the eyes of others.

Kye's reaction wasn't anything short of what she had expected. She averted her gaze to the floor as he asked if she had submitted her name as well. Letting him breeze past the question with an answer to her own, Alison glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was lingering nearby - a habit of hers. Pursing her lips to look back at the young man before her, she tilted her head slightly as if she were drinking him all in. Her dark eyes wandered, her arms folding across her chest.

"Well arise sir, future champion of us all." She said with wry grandeur, curtsying with an impish grin. Taking a few steps backward, she continued, "well, good luck with all of that. I best get back to my dormitory...see you -er..Kye!" She beamed a smile at him before turning to face the correct direction to the dungeons that led into the Slytherin corridor.

Reaching the dungeons with no interruptions, Alison was relieved. She had plans to finish her herbology homework and retire for the night. Lucky that Hogwarts wasn't light with homework, Alison often buried her nose into her studies to avoid her brother and his friends which benefited herself in the long run. However she wasn't lucky enough to dodge the gang through the lobby of their dormitories. "Oye, Alison- where 'ave you been?" Grimm called out, mouth half stuffed with pastries he had brought back from the great hall.

Rolling her eyes and dropping her arm dramatically, she clutched her books close with her other arm as she made an expression of exasperation. "I'm not a child Grimm, I may come and go as i please without having to report to you."

His friends chuckled under their breath, turning away from the siblings to feign privacy. Grimm stood to his full stature well by six feet, taking three strides to come to Alison's side. She dare not flinch as he came beside her, keeping her jaw strong and eyes narrowed. "Just because you're blood doesn't mean you can talk to me with disrespect, Alison. If you keep acting like some barbarian mother will be quite displeased by the next letter i send out." He growled.

"Oh, going to run and tell our mummy are you Grimm?" Alison said loudly, turning some heads. Without hesitation Grimm gripped his sisters forearm with force, causing her to drop her books as he manhandled her into a corner of the room where most couples hid to snog out of the view of others.

Menacingly, Grimm lowered his lips to Alison's ear, her eyes widened with surprise. "I will not have you make a fool of me in front of my peers, Alison. Either your with us, or against us.." He released her, shoving her against the book case with slight brutality. Wincing Alison cringed into the glossy wood, the cold dungeon wall behind her offering no type of comfort. Grimm glared a moment longer before turning back to the lounge, those who were watching with curiosity snapping their heads as if to play off their nosiness.

It hadn't been the first time Grimm acted out against Alison in front of others in their house. Of course no one would ever do anything, hell if Grimm was acting like that with his sister he surely wouldn't care about anyone else's well being. What was worse was that no one ever talked about it, like ever. Alison never heard rumors in the halls that Grimm manhandled his sister or that he had struck the very flesh that came from the same two people as his own. It was as if it never happened.

Red faced, Alison collected her things, rushing to hide her sketches before going to her own room - avoiding the eyes of others.

Kye's reaction wasn't anything short of what she had expected. She averted her gaze to the floor as he asked if she had submitted her name as well. Letting him breeze past the question with an answer to her own, Alison glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was lingering nearby - a habit of hers. Pursing her lips to look back at the young man before her, she tilted her head slightly as if she were drinking him all in. Her dark eyes wandered, her arms folding across her chest.

"Well arise sir, future champion of us all." She said with wry grandeur, curtsying with an impish grin. Taking a few steps backward, she continued, "well, good luck with all of that. I best get back to my dormitory...see you -er..Kye!" She beamed a smile at him before turning to face the correct direction to the dungeons that led into the Slytherin corridor.

Reaching the dungeons with no interruptions, Alison was relieved. She had plans to finish her herbology homework and retire for the night. Lucky that Hogwarts wasn't light with homework, Alison often buried her nose into her studies to avoid her brother and his friends which benefited herself in the long run. However she wasn't lucky enough to dodge the gang through the lobby of their dormitories. "Oye, Alison- where 'ave you been?" Grimm called out, mouth half stuffed with pastries he had brought back from the great hall.

Rolling her eyes and dropping her arm dramatically, she clutched her books close with her other arm as she made an expression of exasperation. "I'm not a child Grimm, I may come and go as i please without having to report to you."

His friends chuckled under their breath, turning away from the siblings to feign privacy. Grimm stood to his full stature well by six feet, taking three strides to come to Alison's side. She dare not flinch as he came beside her, keeping her jaw strong and eyes narrowed. "Just because you're blood doesn't mean you can talk to me with disrespect, Alison. If you keep acting like some barbarian mother will be quite displeased by the next letter i send out." He growled.

"Oh, going to run and tell our mummy are you Grimm?" Alison said loudly, turning some heads. Without hesitation Grimm gripped his sisters forearm with force, causing her to drop her books as he manhandled her into a corner of the room where most couples hid to snog out of the view of others.

Menacingly, Grimm lowered his lips to Alison's ear, her eyes widened with surprise. "I will not have you make a fool of me in front of my peers, Alison. Either your with us, or against us.." He released her, shoving her against the book case with slight brutality. Wincing Alison cringed into the glossy wood, the cold dungeon wall behind her offering no type of comfort. Grimm glared a moment longer before turning back to the lounge, those who were watching with curiosity snapping their heads as if to play off their nosiness.

It hadn't been the first time Grimm acted out against Alison in front of others in their house. Of course no one would ever do anything, hell if Grimm was acting like that with his sister he surely wouldn't care about anyone else's well being. What was worse was that no one ever talked about it, like ever. Alison never heard rumors in the halls that Grimm manhandled his sister or that he had struck the very flesh that came from the same two people as his own. It was as if it never happened.

Red faced, Alison collected her things, rushing to hide her sketches before going to her own room - avoiding the eyes of others.