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((Gahhh. I haven't written in forevs. Sorry, I'm a bit rusty, I guess.))

Aaron sat comfortably in his wooden booth seat. He slowly sipped butterbear from a tall glass mug. He liked the way the drink would slightly bubble at the top. He watched them closely, keeping watch of the the steady rise from the bottom to see them slowly pop on the surface. For not the first time he looked up. He didn't really expect a classmate to come join him, but it would be nice. He recognized a few kids, but he doubted they recognized him. Then again, he couldn't really help but remember them. His darned memory prohibited that.

Aaron slowly tapped his finger to the music that endlessly played through his head. A quick beat flew through his mind and an even quicker string of lyrics flew through his head. He didn't even know the name of the song, he just heard it going through a radio wave. One of the perks of mind-reading: being able to pick up radio waves. He closed his eyes, taking in every sense around him, well except for sight, that is. The warmth of the bodies in the semi-crowded tavern, the quiet chatter of his peers, the fizz of butterbear stinging his throat, and even the grains of wood that rubbed against his sensitive fingertips.

Aaron wandered through the countless hallways of Hogwarts. He was looking for an unused room. At each doorway he found he threw his mind inside to check for vacancy. Most rooms were either being used or have been used before. After his incident with the spiders of the Forbidden Forest, Aaron has been in the library cramming as much spells about dueling and battle into his already crowded mind. He was planning to practice with his new friend and fellow adventurer, Lillian.

After an hour of searching he Aaron finally found an unused room. He placed his hand on the doorknob and gave it a twist to find it unlocked. The room was dusty. Aaron fought the powerful urge to sneeze and moved his finger to his nose. Despite his precautions he sneezed. The noise rang out. He winced as echoes bounced back to him but figured no one would really investigate a simple sneeze. There were small stools and desks littered around the room but other than that it was empty. -Perfect- He thought. He sent out his mind to see if Lillian or anyone else would join him.

Aaron sat with his socked feet on the edge of his armchair. His thick History of Magic textbook was resting open upon the table that was his knees. A vast piece of wordless parchment stared back at him. His faerie war essay was not going so well. His head hurt as he did a tantivy mental recap of his notes and novels and textbooks and anything else he has heard or seen about faeries. Eventually he managed a few quotes various history books and included his own observations.

His quill broke underneath the crooked angle of which he held writing utensils. He sighed and pulled out his wand and quickly muttered the repairing charm. He sighed again and thought that it was time that Hogwarts modernizes and issues ball-point pens. Then he wondered why they were called ball-point if round objects can't have points. In between pondering the science of spheres and finishing homework, Aaron, being too shy to engage in conversation, wished somebody would come and help him relieve the work his troubled mind was under.

Name: Aaron Collin Watson

AGE: 14

Height: 5'5

Appearance: His skin is pale. His veins are visible under his stark skin. His hair is almost the same bleached color. His hair hangs straight over his eyes. His eyes are gray due to past sicknesses. Despite his lanky appearance, lean muscles are hidden underneath his skin. He is almost always seen with sunglasses.

RACE: Muggle-born, Bardic

Parents: Collin Bergles and Becky Watson Bergles.

Personality: Aaron is the type of person who would give the clothes he is wearing to a homeless person. He is shy and quiet. His greatest fear is betrayal, likewise he doesn't hand out his trust on a silver platter like some people would do. It's hard to see Aaron smile. He is able to love but is more likely to hate. He can be angered easily,but he never shows it. He is literal. Jokes come slower to him. He doesn't have mental issues,he is actually really intelligent, just not so logical. He is loyal to the few friends he would manage to find. He is polite and independent. He is humble to a point not far from self-deprecation.

Likes: Books, Music, Animals, Solitude, Hygiene, Water

Dislikes: Noise, sometimes People, Insults, Death, Violence, Meat(He's a vegetarian)

Power: His mind is more than a place for thinking. He can project his mind out to read other peoples minds and to communicate with people mentally. He can also read their emotions depending on what color there mind happens to be. He can enter the world of consciousness-a subconscious place where you can only "see" people's and other living things' minds. He can enter peoples minds and take away their sorrow or make them feel better. He can change their emotions. He can also take pain away from people and inflict it on himself or other people. His senses are really sharp. He can hear what key is being played when listening to music, detect what notes are being played and can replicate it. He can smell and see better than most people. His touch is the most annoying. He could touch his pants and feel every thread and every seam used that his finger or hand would give access to.

History: Disease always managed to find him when he was a child. Well actually he always managed to find disease. He would have rather seen himself suffer than people he cared about suffer. He was always a bright boy. He could recite passages from his text books when he was in Muggle school. His parents are both Muggles. His mom is a Squib. His dad had no knowledge of magic until he married Becky. Aaron loves his parents and cares about them dearly. His parents didn't hide him from the world of magic. All of his mom's siblings are wizards. He was born in the United States. His parents are rich as well. His mom owns a bakery slash cafe and his dad is an accountant. His magical family allowed him to use their bank account. Having seven wizard's worth of money can come in handy. Magic always came simply to him. He is now in his fourth year of Hogwarts. His grandfather is a bard.

Strengths/Talents: His knowledge may be his greatest strength. He has a completely eidetic memory-meaning he can recall visual images, voices, sounds, and information easily. He sings well and plays three musical instruments: guitar, piano, and the flute. He's a fast runner and he learns quickly.

Weakness: He has more weaknesses than he does strengths. His hesitation is the biggest. Before he would do something big or important he would over-analyze the situation. He would gladly help someone in need but it might take some time for them to get help. His modesty is the next issue. he doesn't think he'll succeed and,being afraid to fail, sometimes doesn't try or to take risks.

Wand: It is nine inches,made of ebony, and has the core of a unicorn's tail hair.