will andrews

[Will Andrews]

and now we're grown up orphans
that never knew their names.

full name;
William Matthew Andrews

nicknames;
Will

age;
twenty-nine

house;
slytherin drop out

gender;
male

sexuality;
straight

blood;
pure

mirror mirror on the wall, have i got it?
i'm finding it's not easy to be perfect.

eye colour;
brown

hair colour;
dark brown

height;
6'2"

other physical traits;
Somewhat tall and very skinny, Will is built quite like a plank of wood. It does come in quite handy however, as he likes to say that he is highly flexible and would not be able to bend so much and with such agility if he was not as unnaturally thin as he is. His eyes are a very dark brown that look quite black and demonic in the wrong light, but if you catch them in the right one they look sort of like they're made of glass because of their colouring. His hair is thin and sort of scraggly and he prefers it long because it makes him look scruffier and he likes to look scruffy. It usually is long as well and when it is it hangs to just past his shoulders in knotty tangles, but when he gets it cut to a sensible length he takes it a little bit far and will get it so short that it's really nothing more than a fuzz. There's not much of an in between for him. His face, long and balanced but with a nose that could be described as 'strong', is potmarked and scarred from various fights just like the rest of his body. On his left arm is his dark mark, very faded now of course, and also with strange little gaps in the design as if it was a transfer tattoo that's started to flake off. This is because in his spare time, like other people dig out freckles and such, he tries to dig out the ink with his nails which just ends up with a lot of unhealthy looking scabbing. His other tattoos - various tribal and celtic looking patterns mostly entwined around his upper arms - remain intact. His eye sight is really quite poor and he's supposed to wear glasses, which he does at times, but maintains falsely that he only needs them for reading and he is illiterate anyway so it's all irrelevant.

clothing style;
On first glancing at Will, you're very unlikely to think 'oh there goes a pureblood' which is exactly the look he is going for. He goes perhaps out of his way to make himself unpresentable. He is nearly always wearing baggy jeans, and they are always baggy whether he intends to or not because he really has very little waist at all, with scuffs and rips and tears all over them. A lot of the time he will forgo wearing a shirt entirely because he is entirely comfortable in his own skin and honestly does not care, but when he does he will only wear t-shirts with slogans or logo's that have amused him, and sometimes if he finds a pattern that he likes he will wear that too. Matching is not necessary or invited. He likes to keep things comfortable and vaguely interesting and as far from smart or wealthy as he possibly can.

what i really meant to say
is that i'm sorry for the way i am.

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good traits;
From the age of about ten, Will started to become aware of the fact that as soon as he introduced himself as an Andrews people would sort of shrink away slightly. Of course he knows exactly why this is and that no one in his family has particularly endeared themselves to anyone, even the relatives who aren't raving lunatics, but he has an overpowering desire to be liked and has always been unable to deal with this. It's a good job that he is genuinely likable. Will is sort of gentle, very kind...the sort of guy who can be classed as a lovable moron or a clown or something. He loves to make people laugh and he does have quite a sense of humour when he's in a good mood...which is actually a surprising amount of the time. For a man with the amount of issues that Will should and does have, he is surprisingly upbeat and optimistic. He has a sunshine-like, happy go lucky nature which is really not dampened easily. It takes an awful lot to bring him down. Despite his brainless, exaggerated, caricature of a personality, he's not as dumb as he comes across. He's very observant although he doesn't tend to clock exactly what he's picked up on until later when he thinks it through. He's sort of intelligent that way, and he has a reasonable understanding of things around him, but he's not particularly academically brilliant. He does understand people very well though. He's encountered some of the worst and some of the best and a lot of people in between and he really gets it...he follows thought processes, clocks emotions and gestures...it's just something that has always come very naturally to him. Probably the best thing in his favour is that he generally is a good, decent person...albeit with a very huge mistake blemishing his record and his left arm.

flaws;
There is quite a serious problem somewhere in amongst all that upbeat optimism. It's like there's a filter in his brain and anything negative gets caught and does not accompany the positive things through onto his emotional spectrum. As a result there's all this bitterness and hate and frustration that just got caught and set aside and it festers and rots and builds up in the back of his brain and will probably always be there and account for the occasional moment of spite which will slip past his defences. It's probably very unhealthy to be that way, but everyone has their coping mechanisms. Will does also have the nasty little habit of being annoyingly ingratiating. He has a huge fear of being isolated and he hates finding himself alone, which coupled wth an overpowering desire to be accepted and liked equals up to one really irritating personality trait at times. This also means that he tries too hard sometimes, which can result in stress which in turn leads to a very petulent sort of mood. It's his reasoning that if he's going to be angry then it has to be in a childish way, i.e. sulking, because other sorts of anger are very dangerous indeed and he knows what can happen when that's the case. His thoughts processes tend to jump wildly from the beginning to the end to somewhere in the middle then back to the end again before winding back round to the middle etc. which means he gets himself all muddled up and confused and does stupid things as a result. He's also generally scatterbrained and sometimes doesn't connect things up just right, but it's really not all that surprising considering everything.

habits;
Will has a number of idle little habits. He's very fidgety and jumpy and has to always be moving. He finds it hard to sit still and doesn't like to remain in the same room for all that long. When his hair is long he's always playing and tugging or running his fingers through it, when it's short he's always running his hand over the fuzz. He has a cringe worthy habit of digging out freckles, and also regularly cracks his knuckles when he's trying not to fidget because he needs to do something with his hands.
He suffers from severe memory problems. He's often forgetting things. Sometimes huge chunks of his life will disappear and then reappear again the next day or he'll just revert back to a few days before and forget everything that's happened to him recently. It's unpredictable and very inhibiting.

three words to sum up your character;

• Upbeat
  
• Kind
  
• Scatterbrained
  

in our family portrait
we look pretty happy.

mother;
Charlotte Jean [Flannery] Andrews, deceased

father;
Douglas Jacob Andrews, deceased

siblings;
Finley Robert Andrews, deceased
Adalia Lucinda [Andrews] Kennedy, 34
Logan Joseph Andrews, 29
Siobhan Audrey Carver, 27

cousins;
Alastair Dorian Andrews, 36
Judith Aurelia [Andrews] Reed, 32
Isadora Helen Flannery, 28
Clementine Anne Andrews, 27
Winifred (Fred) Dawn Larson, 27; disowned
Harvey Vincent Flannery, 24

other relatives;
Grandparents;
Dorian Stuart Andrews, 86
Aurelia Lucinda [Harper] Andrews, deceased
Harvey Lance Flannery, 79
Isadora Emmeline [Benson] Flannery, 77
Aunts and uncles;
Alastair Milton Andrews, 60
Judith Anne [Bellamy] Andrews, 58
Theodore Elliot Flannery, 53
Ursula Nadine [Delaney] Flannery, 50
Camille Elsa [Flannery] Larson, 53; disowned
Julian Elliot Larson, 56; disowned
In-laws;
Gerard (Gerry) Edward Kennedy, 38
Nieces and nephews;
Finley Dean Andrews, 12; son of Logan
Timothy Richard Andrews, 11; son of Adalia
Sarah Morgan Andrews, 11; daughter of Adalia
James Kyle Carver, 6; son of Siobhan
Emilie Charlotte Kennedy, 5; son of Adalia
Jack Harrison Carver, 2; son of Siobhan

direct family;
Morgan Eleanor Row, 26; ex-girlfriend
Erin Sophie Andrews, 11; daughter

it's in my past, it's in my path
and i can't go there.

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place of birth;
st mungos

date of birth;
november fourteenth

brief history;
In the fateful early hours of November 14th twenty-nine years ago, William Matthew Andrews was born a few minutes after his monozygotic twin brother. As far as he's aware and was told at a later time by his sister, his father was not present at the time and was only vaguely interested when his mother brought them home. Will was a slow developer and took his own sweet time before starting to talk in proper sentences and walk without stumbling and because of him being on the scrawny side, this clearly stamped him with 'inferior' before he even started trying to upset his gene pool. His mother and father, often absent and rarely interested, took little to no role in his development. If he were asked about his early memories of his parents, all he could tell you would be that his father was usually hidden by a cloud of cigarette smoke and his mother had trouble sitting in the same place for more than five minutes at a time, especially if there were other people in the room.

Thus it fell to the Andrews siblings to pretty much raise themselves. Finley was already made rotten to the core by a narcissistic nature, superiority at being the eldest and a weak, cowardly twin sister to bully and take advantage of. Adalia, even as a child, was down-trodden and passive and more inclined to take whatever was dealt her way. There was a certain amount of infighting, as can be expected amongst siblings, but Finley's violent tendencies seeped through to the younger, more impressionable brothers and it wasn't long before this infighting started to turn nasty and one or more of them would walk away from it nursing cuts, bruises or broken bones. Logan found it easier to accept this way of thinking without question, but Will was more inquisitive and searched for a different outlook...it didn't make much sense to him to just hit out all the time, but it also bored him to react the same way over and over again.

It was about this time that he started to talk to his sister more often. Adalia spent a lot of time shut away in her room while he and his brothers spent a lot of time outside, so he started to pull away from them and instead sit with her. It was weeks before she did start to talk to him rather than just pretending he wasn't there, and during this time he felt quite isolated and in this found a new respect for her because it was how she must have been feeling all this time. Everything he learnt about his morals and conversation and how it was acceptable to react around other people, he learnt from his sister in this time that they were close. As is the way with the derranged and socially inept members of his family, she started to shut him out again after she grew tired of his company. Will, now with a much gentler nature alongside his fierce desire to fight back just enough to be accepted and a huge fear of isolation, slunk his way back into his brothers' good graces.

For this large part of their early childhood, they had kept to themselves but it wasn't long before this started to grow boring. Finley, with no interest in other people, stuck to himself while Logan and Will branched out into making friends amongst as many other pureblood children they could find. Mostly, this was a savage group of arrogant brats who nearly all turned out to be slytherins and death eaters, and then went on to die young or become far too messed up in the head to really count anymore. They made surprisingly good company.

Will, just like the rest of his family, was sorted into slytherin when he hit Hogwarts age. As to be expected, both of his older siblings ignored his existence around the common room. His twin didn't entirely follow suit because they still shared the same group of mutual friends. Still, Will found himself largely on his own, once again isolated - emotionally if not technically. He figured out fairly early on that he belonged somewhere else. He's not entirely sure where he would have been better suited, but he knows for certain that it was not where he ended up. When he was fifteen during a spur of the moment argument with his father, who had been strangely present all throughout that specific school holiday, Will was told to pack his things up and get out of the house and never call himself an Andrews again. Even the rest of his family seemed vaguely surprised by this.

He dutifully did pack up his things, get out of the house and did not call himself an Andrews for at least a few days. He spent these few days taking advantage of the fact that his blood traitor Aunt, who'd upset the family by marrying a halfblood, hated his family and took pity on him for being kicked out and was therefore more than willing to give him a chance. On hindsight, he probably should have stayed here and had a shot at a decent life but this was a very panicked time for him and instead he repeatedly cornered his twin until Logan gave him a way out, which happened to be 'oh, just get a dark mark, doesn't hurt, probably won't last, no problem, right?' So, he did and it didn't really hurt and there were no immediate reapercussions and his father finally relented and allowed Will back into the house. Needless to say, the blood traitor relatives did not speak to him again. He felt guilty about this, but for some unfathomable reason it was far more important for him to be with his aloof parents and nasty siblings than it was for him to be with people who might actually care for him. He even recognised this to be true at the time, but he still went through with it anyway. This was also the very intelligent move that cost him his sister, who left in the middle of the night and he has not seen her since.

Things started to move all too fast for him then. It was still the summer holidays before his sixth year at this point and he'd barely settled back in at home before everything went strange. Two of his closest childhood friends suddenly disappeared in quick sucession and when his twin did not seem all that surprised and Will confronted him, he found out that they'd 'accidentally killed some guy' and the friends in question didn't want to deal with it. This was about when he realised just what he'd gotten himself into and exactly what the implications of the mark on his arm actually meant. It was too late to do anything about it, and he really didn't have much time to think it through, because then Finley had left home to seek his fortune elsewhere and Logan kept picking fights with him now to make up for it and it was really hard not to fight back unless he wanted to get beaten up. This escalated into a full on feud, which regularly erupted not only into fights but into duels.

It was on one such particularly nasty occasion, that their father finally announced that he'd had enough of this and drew his own wand. Surprised, they both fought back instinctively. Their mother, attracted by the noise, came to investigate and was hit squarely by a curse from their father. Whether it was intentional or not, he's still not sure, but he does know that none of them tried to do anything to prevent it or tried to heal her when the damage was done. There was a brief panic when they realised she'd actually died, before the twins out of a mixture of rage and obligation, killed their father in retaliation. Will panicked, it had been his first kill and as soon as he'd calmed down and realised exactly what he'd done, he panicked even more. Logan obviously didn't feel that he wanted to deal with this, stunned his brother, and left him to burn in the house with the rest of the evidence.

Will is very lucky the curse wore off when it did and managed to get out before it was too late, although he has his fair share of burns from this experience. He caught up with his twin and some of their childhood death eater friends and joined them with little discussion on what had happened. He and his twin have never discussed it, not once. They spent the next few years where they should have been in school travelling around wherever they fancied and doing the 'lord's work'. Will is lucky enough to be one of those death eaters who conveniently were hardly ever around when a murder was ordered but would execute petty theft and minor beatings flawlessly enough to keep himself out of trouble. They stayed quite a while in one place, so long that even Will started to notice they were hanging around for more than usual. When it emerged that this was because one of his friends had found himself a stable-ish relationship, Will was one of the few who were supportive. He even met the girl in question, but was slightly more taken with her younger sister, Morgan, whom he seemed to really connect with. Things went sour there, as they often did where their group were concerned, and they moved on.

Ian, clearly disheartened by what had happened, spent an increasing amount of time not being anywhere near them and not relieving his boredom with torturing and killing and the usual. Will sensed the opportunity to find someone with a similar outlook on just what the hell they were actually doing and approached his twin's usually intimidating best friend. As with Will's attempt to bond with his sister, there was a lot of silence for weeks before they even started to speak at all. Then there was a lot of insincere yet satisfying plotting under their breaths to just stab Logan or something to that effect which kept them amused for the time being, then finally Ian advised him to just leave and try his luck elsewhere because he 'still had a soul to lose'. Will took this advice and he disappeared during the night. He spent a lonely few months wandering back to places they'd already been and observing any lasting chaos that might have been in left in their wake and steadily feeling worse and worse about himself and everything on his conscience.

Time passed that way, going by in random lurches and then taking ages to go, and then suddenly jumping by again. He responded to dark mark summonses as sparsely as he could, but it did not stop the fact that he still heard rumours. It was when he heard that Ian had actually snapped and really had killed Logan that he decided to check this out himself. There was obviously no love lost between himself and his twin and he was mostly hoping that Logan really had finally been offed, but no such luck. Will then happened to run into Morgan again. She was desperately upset having just found out that her sister had killed herself and he took it upon himself to comfort her. They slid very easily into a relationship because they really had connected before and it just sort of came back, with different connotations now that Morgan was older and no longer a child. With more of a reason to live and to want to better himself, he decided there was no better place to start than with his own personal demon. He and Ian decided to get rid of him for real, it backfired, Will was 'killed'.

He really could not tell you what happened next. From what he can gather, he came to with absolutely no memory of who or what he was and how he'd come to be injured in the first place. Because it seemed like a good idea considering he was quite badly injured, he took himself off to the nearest hospital. They fixed him up well enough but then refused to actually let him leave again after they realised that there was something really not right in his head because he could not recall his name when pressed. He was taken to a muggle psychiatric ward, without much complaint on his part because he was really worried about why he couldn't remember anything at all, where he spent a long time.

His memory came back in stops and starts. A huge rush would suddenly come back to him and he would excitedly explain it all, the next day or week or sometime in the near future, he would forget half of what he'd remembered. Then something different would come back to him and everything else would pale into insignificance, then half of that would disappear. He passed several years regaining and losing his memory this way, and of course it did not help matters when he announced with complete conviction that he was a wizard. He spent a further great deal of time suffering with his inconsistent patchy memory and his constant assurances that he was indeed a wizard and he could prove it if someone would just give him a wand. When he was pretty sure that he could handle himself, he did stop insisting that he was a wizard and instead fabricated a perfectly normal childhood and identity and stuck with this story until he was released.

He'd spent the past year or so verifying to himself that he isn't actually mad and what he remembers was really right. Now he's not sure what he's supposed to do. He's spent nearly eleven years in an institution, so he doesn't really have much of a life to go back to. As far as he's aware all those idiot death eaters killed each other enough so that there were none left, but he hasn't had the nerve to check. He remembers that much too well. He's decided to take his life back to the beginning and gone back to his roots in the hope that this will tell him where he's supposed to go from here.