William Garcia, Muggle Studies Professor

[william]

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[ Full Character Name: ] William Marco Garcia
[ Character Gender: ] Male
[Character Age/Birthdate:] 33 ; 1st June
[ Position: ] Muggle Studies Professor
[ Country of Citizenship: ] United Kingdom

[ Physical Character Description: ]

When it came to looks, the youngest Garcia boy never stood out from the pack; nor did he particularly want to. His siblings were always good looking, and usually took care of themselves, but that never really interested Will and he found that he slightly let himself go. To some people’s standards he would look fine, but compared to his brothers and sisters, and even his parents, he never grasped that perfect look. But nevertheless, Will is all around happy with himself. He isn’t the type of person that is plagued with self doubt to the point of not wanting to go outside. Nor is he the kind of kid that won’t go outside unless they are wearing brand name, designer tagged clothing. No, William doesn’t care about any of that. He is William; he’s not going to pretend that he is someone else, someone that he is not.

His pale skin has come from a mixture of his mothers light skin and his father’s darker shade. Some would say that he is aided by his heritage, William’s just never thought of it in that way. His skin tone is complimented by his deep brown eyes. These aren’t the window to his soul, or some metaphoric lie, there just organs that William values; he needs to see, right?

Will can sometimes be seen with stubble gracing his cheeks, but he finds it easier to shave it off; for comfort purposes mostly. William’s physique is really something different to most that you see. He isn’t the kind of person that loves his sports, and exercises daily, in fact, it is quite rare to see William even crack out the runners. Sometimes he will choose to go for a jog, usually to take the frustration that he has built up out. That isn’t to say that the boy is fat, it just means that he hasn’t the sculpted, muscled body that you see frequently in today’s society.

Another thing that makes the boy unique are his tattoo’s. They’re only small, but they are meaningful to the boy; well, he finds them interesting. On his right ear, William sports a small soccer ball, something that the boy used to be passionate about. On his left shoulder blade sits the letters “WMG”, his initials, along with a small picture of a guitar.

William can be often found wearing comfortable clothes, usually surf branded, complimenting to his laid back lifestyle. For classes he usually opts for a more sophisticated look, which exists merely of a pair of jeans and a suit jacket. But that’s only when he’s in a mood for dressing up, at other times he’d just take to the usual.

[ Personality Character Description: ]

All of his life William has been quiet. He has never been the loud, outgoing person like all of his family was. He never adhered to any stereotypes, his Italian heritage, the big family, or the quiet but incredibly smart. William has never really even taken notice of these; it isn’t like he has purposely deceived them, he is just ignorant to the fact that they and other people personalities exist. As heartless as it does sound, William is always absorbed in a world of his own, his thoughts and his judgments of other people.

But like all people, William has one thing in particular that truly calms him down, that makes him see eye to eye with the other people, and makes him feel happy. It was something that just came easily to the boy, it was something that he wasn't embarrassed to do, William is a self-taught genius. William takes out his frustrations by playing the guitar. Always has, and as far as he knows, always William. He cannot perform in front of people, and although people William continuously see the boy with the guitar under his arm, or in the case over his back, no one is yet to see the boy's real talent.

William is quite impressionable. Sure this is another trait that has been brought on by his past, but somehow not. It sounds contradictory, yes, but it really isn’t. He’s gullible, and although he has fought his way with the small morals that he does have to not lean the way that his parents were sitting, the way of evil, but the way of bravery, courage and righteousness. He’s impressionable, he just doesn’t like to show it.

To be quite honest, William is a little bit weird. He does things that others would have laughed at, he relives his childhood some days, and some days he just tries new things. He isn't haunted by his inhibitians, he merely pushes them to the side, and ignores them. He's much happier to just chill, than to worry about all that stuff.

[ History: ]
Before William[/u]

Although they were particularly well known within the magical community, famous for being a pureblooded family that adhered to most stereotypes, people that would not associate themselves with muggles, the Garcia family were of a wealthy financial status. Carmella and Stalfoz Garcia never really decided to have a big family, it just happened. They didn’t purposely have a small family, no,, they just wanted a family that they were comfortable with. The two both attended Hogwarts, and were keen members of the Slytherin house.

William’s Childhood

Born to a family that had already been successfully created, William always found it hard fitting in. Gwyn had moved out of home by the time that he was four, and his parents weren’t really the family type. Okay, they were if you believed in the things that they believed in, if you adhered to their rules. But William didn’t think like that, he believed in muggle relations, some of his best friends were not magical, and he was seemingly forced out of everything, left out, unless his grandparents made him. From an early age, William knew he wouldn’t grow up to be the same kind of people as his family.

William grew up with a total magical background. At the age of seven, William followed in his fathers footsteps, joining the pee-wee quidditch league as a seeker. He was quite a promising player, but by the age of 10, when the kids started truly getting to know everything about everyone, William quit. All of the kids disliked him, whether it was their opinion, or whether it was that of their parents, but William’s family’s pureblood, rich, snobby status didn’t make the boy very popular.

When he was a kid, he developed a trait to make him quiet, he was always afraid to voice his opinion, and consequently, he became very timid, very scared. He developed a slight stutter when talking to some people in particular, the small amount of talking that he did do. He was shy, but to be honest, he meant well. William didn’t want to be seen as that ‘weird-kid’, and the boy probably took the wrong approach about it, by trying not to be seen at all.

Life at Hogwarts[/u]

When he was at Hogwarts, William was always quiet. Nobody really knew what was wrong, people tried to talk to him, but they would usually just get no reply. He didn’t hate the people, no, he quite liked them, after somewhat analyzing their personalities, distinguishing what kind of people they were. He merely chose to be an outsider; he chose to go through his schooling without the help of friends and companions. They provided him no relief, it was hard for William to communicate, and it was hard for him to involve himself, after being excluded his whole life. No, William was the way he was, because that was what his family made him.

When the sorting hat finally came out with its decision, a nervous eleven year old didn’t know what to do. Was his family going to be more disappointed with him than they had already been? Now that he was attending Hogwarts, did he still have to keep in contact with them? William was the newest edition to the Gryffindor group, and boy did he have mixed feelings. He remained alone for the majority of his schooling years, not making many friends, entertaining himself with the joy of muggle mathematics and passing the time by talking to the one person in life he knew he could trust; himself.

By being placed in Gryffindor, it scared the boy. He knew that his parents would not like that, and at one point they tried to pull him out for Hogwarts, but William would not go. He loved Hogwarts, and, even though they didn’t converse often, the people there. The last thing that he would want would be to live at home once again, with his parents knowing that he wasn’t going to follow in their footsteps.

William’s definitely grown up on the outside, it just seems as if his childish ways have not yet left him. William never really built up the courage to say that he was in Gryffindor to his parents face, but he wrote, and never received a reply. Whenever he would go home, there would be no one there, as if he was being ignored, and eventually, he gave up. Each Christmas he would stay at the castle, each summer he would return to his friends home. He wasn’t welcome in his family, he was disowned.

Life After Hogwarts

After leaving Hogwarts, William had trouble getting himself onto the right path, the path that he would have to follow for his life. There were many things that threw him off balance, but he usually recovered from them. For instance, there was no where to go once he left school. He basically had to get a job straight away, off just what he had acheived at school. William found work at a cafe just off Diagon Alley, which paid for a small apartment, and barely enough food to get by on.

The next year, William was offered a place at the University of Newcastle, to study English and Education. He took up the offer, living with an old family member that either hadn't heard of his 'betrayal' to the family or didn't care. William never bothered to ask. Five years later, William applied for a job working in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, in the misuse of muggle artifacts branch.

William worked there for nine years before he heard of an opening at Hogwarts, the only place that he truly felt like he was at home, like he was welcome.

[ Pros and Cons : ]
Pros

William is quite loyal to his friends. Of course, there is only a selected number of people, if any, so it's something that can be easily kept track of for the guy. It takes quite a while to build up the guy's trust, and it takes so little to lose it, so even though friends have to tiptoe around the boy, he would stand by them through anything.

The boy is selectively intelligent. He is great at subjects like charms, defense against the dark arts, Arithmancy and muggle studies, though not at Potions, Transfiguration or Herbology. He knows enough to get him by, but he doesn’t have the passion to actually care.

Cons[/u]

William is known to keep to himself. He has never really been the kind of guy to make friends easily, to trust people, to let his opinion be shown. No, William is the trademarked ‘quiet-but-are-we-sure-there-isn’t-something-wrong-with-him’ kid. But it’s not the typical story, he wasn’t treated badly, he had a normal childhood, he just never opened up enough for anyone to see inside. Although this doesn’t bother William in the least, it tends to become more of a vice than a virtue for some of the people that either are forced to converse, or are choosing to.

The boy is quite judgmental. He judges people on their looks, their behavior, and even their blood status, anything to get him off the subject of how his life is hard. But William would never voice his opinion, he merely kept it to himself, in hope of it cheering him up. It never did, however, but that didn't really stop William from doing it, it became force of habit.

He can sometimes be too laid back. He knows he has to hand out punishments, but can sometimes be considered a softie at the way that he doesn’t like to make himself the main authority. He doesn’t want to be the mean, horrible teacher that he knows everybody hates, but he also wants the respect of his students.

[Credentials:]

NEWT scores ; 4 O’s, 4 E’s, 1 A
Potions -- E
History of Magic -- E
Defense Against the Dark Arts – O
Transfiguration -- E
Charms -- O
Astronomy -- E
Herbology -- A
Muggle Studies -- O
Arithmancy -- O

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry – 1983 through 1990
Bachelor of Science and Education / University of Newcastle, UK ; 1992 – 1997
Department of Magical Law Inforcement
- Misuse of Muggle Artifacts / 1998 - 2007

[Writing/Role Playing Example:]

Laying back onto the wooden chair behind him, William basked in the glow of the sunshine. He hated it when there was bad weather, and bad surf just topped it off. He wasn't the greatest surfer, but he tried. It was more just the peace of sitting out with the ocean and the fish, not having to worry about all that was going on on the land. He was a soul-surfer, he wasn't in it for the competition, and, although he was a shortboarder, he liked to just go with the flow, hanging back for a tube ride, as opposed to shredding up the wave.

William had always been that way, he never really surfed to get noticed. His dad was a really competitive surfer, his mum took a liking to land; water was too wet for her likings; but they both wanted him to follow in their own footsteps. William couldn't have disagreed with that more, but he had to take up surfing to please his father, music to please his mother. And he was so glad that he did, surfing and music were now his two outlets, the two things that he could do to take out all the anger and frustration, to express himself.

Feeling pins and needles prickle at his lower back, William sat upright again. His face was still being shielded from the sun by his hat, but the rest of his body was susceptible to the UV rays. He hadn't heard anyone walking up, so she must have already been sitting there, he was on another planet, another planet that was far away from wherever the other girl was. He was in a really good mood, so he didn't really care if the girl talked to him, or he wouldn't have cared if she did, if he'd known.

Flicking his hat off his head, William eyed the girl suspiciously. Who was she, and what was she doing disturbing his peace? She looked like a surfer, but like one of the ones that was competitive. She was in it for the impression she gave people, not the impression that surfing had on her. Deciding she was worth the energy to talk to, William smiled. "Yeah, it's beautiful." He said, looking up at the sky, before his eyes dropped down to hers. "I'm William."

[ from Norah Head, account William Jimenez ]