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Julius Scrimgeour

Full Name: Julius Markus Scrimgeour

Nickname(s): Jules

Birthdate: May 24, 1862

Age: 26

Occupation: Dept. MLE Investigator

Blood Status: Pureblood

Residence: Wellingtonshire, Hogsmeade

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Wand: 12 3/4 inch, hawthorn with a pheniox core, swishy

Argus Scrimgeour , Father [1824]
Media Scrimgeour née Bulstrode, Mother [1842]
  - Bella Scrimgeour (Annabelle), Sister [1868]
  - Araminta Scrimgeour, Sister [1868]

Charon Scrimgeour, Grandfather [1788-1871]
Arista Scrimgeour (née Bulstrode), Grandmother [1802-1880]

- Louisa Flint (née Scrimgeour), Aunt [1827]
  - Frederic Flint, Uncle [1795]
   - Olivia ----- (née Flint), Cousin [1849]
   - Stephen Flint, Cousin [1851]
       — and family

- Hadrian Scrimgeour, Uncle [1828]
  - Drusilla Scrimgeour (née Burke), Aunt [18??]
   - Holly Scrimgeour, Cousin [1875]
   - Camille Scrimgeour, Cousin [1876]
   - Wilton Scrimgeour, Cousin [1885]
   - There are other dead ones, too.

- Chrysanta Lestrange (née Scrimgeour), Aunt [1834]
   - Aurelius Lestrange, Uncle [1823]
   - Violetta Lestrange, Cousin [1864]

Gratian Bulstrode, Grandfather [1807-1877]
Regula Bulstrode (née -----), Grandmother [1821]

- Florian Bulstrode, Uncle [1845]
   - Carina Bulstrode (née Nott), Aunt [1857]
   - Narcissa Bulstrode, Cousin [1876]
   - Carius Bulstrode, Cousin [1877]

- Laverna Flint (née Bulstrode), Aunt [1849]
    - Titanus Flint, Uncle [1794-1870]
    - Lucille Flint, Cousin [1869]
The first thing most would notice about him is his height - staanding abnormally tall, he measures in at five foot eleven inches making his prescense a notable one. While logically, he would have grown in porportion to those smaller than him, he instead seemed to only grow up and remain realitvely narrow and is often discribed as lanky. His face is just full enough that you can see hints of his cheekbones, but his face is no where near hollow. Light brown hair hair is kept fairly neat though some days he does leave it a little messy. Blue eyes accent his pale skin. He is right handed and tends to wear fairly plain clothes.

intelligent - compassionate - ambitious - moralistic - focused - warm - happy
YEAR OF 1862 | The only son and first child of Argus and Media Scimgeour is born and named Julius Markus - because you always need to name your son after a guy who helped destroy a republic and build an empire. Markus - well his middle name had no rhyme or reason.

YEAR OF 1678 | At five, the little boy shows his first signs of magic by setting a toy on fire when he was startled by a loud noise.

YEAR OF 1868 | Well things when well for the first six years and seemed to go well this year as well. The second and third children of her parents are born, twin daughters and all seems fine until one day the nanny doesn't quite pay enough attention and one of the two girls are kidnapped. Searches were sent out, but unknown to the family, Annabelle had already been moved to muggle society.

SCHOOL YEAR OF 1873 - 1874 | He his sprint at Hogwarts and is sorted into Ravenclaw for his intellect, though everyone expected him to be sorted into Hufflepuff.

SCHOOL YEAR OF 1875 - 1876 | For his elective, he takes on COMC.

YEAR OF 1877 |The Scrimgeour family moves to the newly established Hogsmeade.

SCHOOL YEAR OF 1877 - 1878 | He sits his O.W.L.s.

SUMMER OF 1878 | He takes on an internship with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, solidifying his decision to in some regards mimic his father in a career path.

SUMMER OF 1879 | He takes the internship once more.

SCHOOL YEAR OF 1879 - 1880 | He study for his N.E.W.T.s and passes them all with flying colors.

YEAR OF 1880 | After his schooling, he goes straight into Auror Training Program. Everything he had come to accept as a part of his life is torn apart when Ari writes home that she found another girl who looks just like her - if not a bit thinner and less healthy looking as if she had been living in the lower class. It is revealed that she isn't crazy and that this look alike is Annabelle, who they had long since accepted as dead. She leaves the lower class family that raised her and comes to live with her birth family again, tearing up the dynamics they had established. He shares to Annabelle that he doesn't hold his family's blood prejudice to make her more comfortable.

YEAR OF 1883 | He graduates and starts working as an auror.

YEAR OF 1886 | After three of working as an auror he transfers into the Investigators trainee program as of the end of May.

YEAR OF 1887 | He finishes the training program and is made a full investigator. His sisters graduate school and debut, though after a month, Bella is sent to live with their aunt after which Bella starts work as a healer. During a summer trip to the Sanditon Resort, he winds up meeting the Miss Baudelaire - via running into her, a lot. Finding her pleasant, the two strike up a into becoming pen-pals.

YEAR OF 1887 |A series of articles are released surrounding his sister Bella that provoke his father's anger. He pays her a visit and she goes missing. Due to his family connections, he is not allowed to work on her case and nearly drives himself crazy with worry and sort of disappears from the social scene. When she appears a few weeks later his father is charged with charges of aggravated assault and is to be tried. Julius is grateful she is alive but at the same time, conflicted. As much as he idolizes the man his father once was, the idea of him gone is quite appealing. But he knows that if it ends up that his father is not found guilty or when he is released, his father will not be kind to him with the knowledge of Jules' stance.
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<center><link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Italianno" rel="stylesheet">-<div style="background-repeat: repeat; background-image: url('https://image.ibb.co/jtfp9R/ricepaper_v3.png'); color: #625d48; width: 430px; padding: 20px; border: 10px solid #f4f0df; text-align: left; font-family: 'Italianno', cursive; font-size: 29px;"><div align="right">15 September, 1888</div><center>— Father —</center>I will admit, the whole time you were being tried, I was conflicted. While the girls have only ever seen this one side of you, I was allotted a time before your accident. And while the memories have grown faint with time, some are still there. The concept that you would even write this letter - it does remind me of that other side, which gives some part of me hope - that the rest of me does not wish to agknowledge.

When I was younger, I idolized you, Father. Now it is hard for me to even wrap my head around why I would have done so. I made excuses for you, trying to justify your actions based on the accident at work. But now, with how far you pushed it and having gone down the same career path to face the same risk, I can no longer accredit your actions to said accident.

While I do not wish death upon you - you are, after all, my father - but if the asylum has changed your mindset, I believe it is to be the place you need to be. And if your death is to come, I will mourn not the man of the past eight to ten years, but the one before that, and possibly the one your letter alludes that you might become.

But I will tell you, the idea that I could ever take the same path as you, is something I would never do, and the thought that you think that possibilities are there for me. Well, it greatly offends me that that is your picture of my character.
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