Garrett Carnahan

[Garrett Carnahan]

Name:
Garrett Carnahan

Age:
Twenty-five

Blood:
Half-blood

Wand:
Ivy, 13", chimaera scale core

Pet:
None, although he has multiple creatures kept in cages in his office.

Alliance:
Order Supporter

Job
Hogwarts teacher, Care of Magical Creatures

Personality:
At twenty-six, Garrett is still very much a kid. In fact, it isn't too far from the truth to say that he's even more of a kid than the students he teaches. His recklessness has caused him plenty of trouble in his line of work, and he has plenty of scars to prove it. Hippogriff, runespoor, occamy, leprechaun, you name it, he's probably been attacked by it. It isn't recommended to ask him how he was attacked, though; his stories vary depending on when you ask, and, on the occasion that he does tell the actual tale, it's often a wild exaggeration of the truth. When confronted about lying, he'll just ignore you as though you weren't there.

Being a half-blood himself, he strongly opposes the Dark Lord's idea of rounding up all of the muggle-born magic folk. Oh, but he wouldn't dare voice his opinions to anyone except his brother, though; working at Hogwarts is his dream job and he wouldn't want to get himself fired for a slip of the tongue. Nevertheless, his carefree nature has caused him to be a bit more rude to known Voldemort supporters than is nessecary. Actually, he can be downright cold to students who flaunt their pureblood status, and isn't above threatening to lob books and chalkboard erasers at them should they display that kind of attitude during class.

Despite his outgoing personality, Garrett isn't much of a social person. It's not that he doesn't try, because he does, it's just that his sarcasm and... eccentric antics often get in the way of his friend-making. Honestly, would you want make friends with a guy if, during your first meeting, he stole your plate of pineapple from you while you weren't looking? It doesn't end there, either; Garrett has numerous other 'quirks' besides food-snatching. If he recieved a new creature from some foriegn country and you were unlucky enough to happen to be passing by, he would demand you come see it no matter how illegal or insignificant the animal may be. He also has an irrational fear of the 1967 hit "I Think We're Alone Now". He once commented that if he was ever going to be murdered to a song, that would be it. Apparently someone overheard him and placed a curse on him, for every time he hears that song, he somehow manages to hurt himself. It is very much recommended against to even hum it around him, for he will go mental and will resort to hexing the hummer if he has to.

Likes:
-- Dane
-- magical creatures
-- muggle horror movies
-- muggle music (particularly that of the 50's era)
-- pineapple
-- hair
-- reading (Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide series is his favorite)

Dislikes:
-- "I Think We're Alone Now"
-- arrogant purebloods
-- being called a liar
-- the color yellow
-- strawberry ice cream
-- small spaces
-- flying

Description:
Garrett isn't exactly the most dashing specimen of the male gender, but he looks great for the amount of effort he puts into his appearance. Actually, the only thing he does in the morning is shave; his hair naturally decides to stick up in the front. It's a good thing, really, as he'd probably be too lazy to fix it anyway. The blue-gray color of his eyes he can attribute to his mother. They're actually his favorite feature, and the only one that he shares with his brother. Out of the two Carnahan boys, he actually resembles his mother the most, inheiriting her red-brown hair as well.

When not at work, Garrett prefers to wear muggle clothing; not only is it cooler during the summer, but he doesn't have to change every time he leaves Diagon Alley. As he was raised in a muggle-friendly environment, he's up to date with the current muggle clothes. Just because he understands the concept of modern clothing doesn't mean he follows the guidelines set by them, though. Don't be surprised if he shows up in the latest fashions... from the 1950's.

History:
On October 9th, Garrett was born to muggle mother Amelie and wizard father Joseph Carnahan. He was the oldest of their two sons, being born a year before Dane. Despite the age difference, Garrett labeled his younger brother with the title of 'best friend' as soon as he was old enough to talk; the two were inseperable.

His childhood passed uneventfully: he went to a muggle school until he began showing magical abilites. From then on he was homeschooled until he recieved his letter to attend Hogwarts. He didn't want to go at first, for fear of leaving Dane at home. His parents finally managed to convince him to go, though they couldn't stop him from writing Dane every week, about topics ranging from contents in the potions he made in class (and the colors it turned when he 'accidentally' dropped in ingrediants the instructions didn't even call for) to how one of the Hufflepuffs somehow managed bewitched a book to smack people in the back of the head when they were supposed to be learning how to make objects hover.

The following year, Garrett nearly died of a heart attack when his baby brother was sorted. Thankfully, the joy of having his sibling in the same house was enough to revive him. Like at home, the two Carnahan brothers where always together. The only time you would see one without the other was during class, and even then if one had class while the other didn't, the free one would wait on the gounds under a tree they always met under. It soon turned into a ritual for them, to wait under the tree and bewitch papers to periodatically hurl themselves at other students while the other was in some class or another.

After he graduated, Garrett took up a job at the Magical Minagerie in Diagon Alley to raise funds for a trip planned by Dane and him. After his younger brother graduated from Hogwarts as well, the two set off on a trip around the world, Garrett to gain experience for a job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures in the Ministry of Magic, and Dane to make sure his brother didn't kill himself. They traveled about for five years, staying in muggle hostels and the occassional tree (after it was cleared of bowtruckles, of course).

Role Play Example:
(( From Urban Plague. ))
It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine.

Ironic, really, how REM's old 80's hit was the only song that could come to Dane's mind. To be honest, he didn't feel fine at all. Granted, he loved a good horror movie, but the thought of the undead coming back to 'life', to put it lightly, scared the crap out of him. It made him jumpy, nervous, and just plain frightened. Even though he had lived in one of the worse parts of New York City, he had never had to be on alert twenty-four seven. He didn't really want to start now, either.

Being wrapped up in his thoughts, Dane wasn't aware of the car roaring down the road behind him until a blood-curdling screech sliced through the eerie silence. On reflex, he whipped around, the hockey stick raised above his head, ready to fight for his life whether he wanted to or not. What he wasn't expecting, however, was to see a car summersaulting down the road.

Dane watched with a sort of morbid facination as the car came to a stop on its roof. A small voice in the back of his mind urged him to rush over and see if the driver was alright, but his muscles refused to obey the messages his brain was sending out, forcing him to stand with the stick above his head, an expression of surprise and horror on his face.

Other:
Not anything I can think of...

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Accepted.