Post by Michael Moretti on Apr 9, 2024 9:29:50 GMT -8
MICHAEL RICCARDO MORETTI
BASIC INFORMATION
Age and Birthday: 17; 01/30/2007
Year and House or Profession: Sixth Year Ravenclaw
Canon: No
Special Abilities: Gifted at Potions & Transfiguration
FAMILY & HISTORY
Place of Birth: Rome, Italy
Notable Relatives: Riccardo Moretti - 43, father, pureblood, Wizengamot
Amara Moretti - 41, mother, pureblood
Olivia Moretti - 18, sister, werewolf, former Slytherin, Professional Quidditch Player
Character History: It was a bitter January morning when Michael was born, the snow falling heavily outside the hospital. Amara would often say that he was her angel, never fussing for very long and taking everything in stride. He was showered with love and attention as the youngest and only boy, given everything he could ever wish for. As he grew up, it became clear that he could not be more different than his older sister. Where Olivia was bold and assertive, Michael was quieter and calmer, sticking to himself. His father would teach him how to fly and how to duel, but he much preferred to brew potions with his mother or work in the gardens with her.
Growing up in Italy was never lonely for the young wizard, despite his introverted tendencies. He was dragged around to charity balls and galas every year, doing his best to maintain his family’s image. He and Olivia might not have been close, but Michael had the utmost respect for his sister. The two of them would stick together during these events. Life in Rome was good, but it all changed the summer after his eighth birthday. His father took a job at the British MoM and relocated them to London, settling in a large estate that suited their needs.
As a pureblooded wizard, Michael grew up knowing nothing but magic. The Moretti’s had a vast wealth at their disposal and he wanted for nothing. The house elves would cook the meals, but he liked to sneak down to the kitchens at night to make himself a snack. It was little acts of independence like this that really defined him. Their lifestyle ensured he never had to lift a finger, but Michael liked to get his hands dirty.
His Hogwarts letter arrived and off he went to the castle. Sorted in Ravenclaw, he found like-minded witches and wizards who became his friends. His sister had already made a name for herself in the two years she had been there before him. Those who didn’t know him were afraid of him. Michael Moretti was a wizard of few words and his sister would send you to the Hospital Wing in a second. Honestly, he liked it this way. People didn’t bother him and he was able to study and practice in peace.
It was at the end of his third year when everything changed. He was pulled out of his dorm and taken to the Hospital Wing to find his sister with gaping wounds in her side. Michael stood frozen, his mind working overtime as the Healer explained she was attacked by a werewolf, that she was now a werewolf. His mother had the biggest reaction out of any of them, but Michael could no longer look at her the same way. He felt so incredibly guilty that it wasn’t him.
Michael had always been quiet, but after that happened he couldn’t bring himself to even talk to his sister. Seeing her was a reminder that he failed to protect her. If they had been closer, maybe he would have convinced her to stay in the castle. If he had been a Slytherin, he would have caught her before she left the common room. The guilt consumed him and the young boy didn’t know how to deal with it, so he shut everyone out and retreated into himself.
His years at Hogwarts were uneventful aside from that. He devoted his time to his studies, excelling at Transfiguration and Potions. Defense Against the Dark Arts was something that came naturally to him, thanks to his father’s teachings, but it didn’t appeal to him.
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Name or Alias: Car
Pronouns: she/her/hers
Experience: Quite a long time
Other Characters: yes many
Role Playing Sample: <3