James Gabriel Herondale
January 1, 1854
Black walnut, 11 inches, rigid
- Benjamin Herondale - Father - b. 1826
Elsa Herondale neé Lawless - Mother - b. 1833; d. 1863
Nathaniel Raphael "Riff" Herondale - Brother - b. 1856
Elsa Aurelia Herondale - Sister - b. 1863
Tilly - House-Elf
Elliot Belby - Uncle - 1825 - 1876
Anna Belby née Lawless - Aunt - b. 1837
Warren Belby - Cousin - b. 1858
Julian Belby - Cousin - b. 1860
Lucia Belby - Cousin - b. 1862
Lorena Belby - Cousin - b. 1865
James is not one to flaunt his wealth, and keeps his clothes simple, but even so, the materials from which his clothes are made are not made plentiful to many people in lower classes. His daily clothing consists of a top hat and cane, a midnight blue ascot, a starch white collared shirt, a jacket and trousers. His brown hair usually escapes from his hat on his way to work, but that rarely bothers him and he usually brushes it out of his face during work. James has dark brown eyes that have a gentle look to them which benefit him greatly, otherwise his confident stature of 5' 10" ft would be quite intimidating to those around him.
When James was little, he caught Tuberculosis, a disease that affects the lungs. His family did everything they could to help him recover, and gave him potion to dilute it. As long as he took the potion once every month, James was in no danger of dying or passing it on to anyone else. Still, the potion didn't prevent James from falling sick every few months. Tilly was the one who usually stayed with him and helped his mother Elsa take care of him while his father was working.
James was 10, and Riff 8 when their younger sister, Aurelia Herondale was born. The labor for their mother was long and arduous, with many nurses and servants bustling in and out of the birthing room to get fresh water. Elsa was sick. Extremely sick. It wasn't until she let out a bloodcurdling scream - one she hadn't emitted in the previous births - that Ben jackknifed up from his seat and had to be physically pushed out of the birthing room by their staff. All three males were pacing back and forth in the waiting room. James and Riff were pacing right behind their father like little ducklings, all three of them casting nervous glances toward the door.
When Elsa was finally through with the birth, it wasn't good. The baby was weak, and didn't cry. It was a girl, so small and fragile. The nurses made Elsa presentable and allowed the males in. Neither parent knew what to say. Both Elsa and Ben knew what was coming...
James's little sister survived. She was weak, but she slowly proved to be an extreme handful to the males in the house. Always wandering everywhere, Elsa Aurelia [named so after her mother and grandmother] trailed her brothers around from the moment she could walk, and always wanted to come on adventures. When James and Riff received their Hogwarts letters, Aurelia was devastated, wailing that she would never get hers. Ben was so proud of his two sons, for getting into his alma mater. Being a Gryffindor himself, he admitted himself biased, but that didn't hinder him from letting his sons know that they only need to be smart and gentlemanly in order to make him proud.
It was James who was the one that surprised the family by becoming a Ravenclaw. James was always the protector, and Benjamin was surprised, but nonetheless pleased to hear his son had made it into his late wife's former house. James quickly made friends and had soon tried out for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as a beater. He unfortunately didn't make it his first year, but he attended every Quidditch game, observing the beaters on their team as well as the other's team. His 2nd year there, he made the team. Come his third year, Riff was sorted into Gryffindor. It was surprising and a little saddening for both of them, but this made the brothers, if possible, even closer. They goofed around whenever they could, but were perfectly respectable to their teachers - even the ones they despised.
James graduated from Hogwarts with all O's on his N.E.W.T.S except for Herbology, in which he received an E. James later moved into his own house, and brought their house elf, Tilly and a few maids, manservants and a butler with him to help keep the place clean. It was a simple but quite elegant place, housing nothing too extravagant. With the help of his father, who was [and still is] a generous patron at the Ministry of Magic, James began his auror-in-training and slowly worked his way up to be a full time Auror. He is currently still working there, and often stays late to do extra work. James is very amiable to work with, but he's often quiet, and sometimes that can sometimes be mistaken for rudeness.
James is is a quiet man, with many thoughts running through his head. He has his mother's wit, and often employs it on his younger siblings. James is extremely protective of Aurelia and he and Riff made sure that they helped bring Aurelia up and teach her proper etiquette. They had a governess for Aurelia, but James and Riff harassed the poor woman many times, interrogating her on what she was teaching Aurelia, and what her daily activities were. James is also extremely intelligent, and is quite firm in his belief that in his household, his future wife should possess the same quality. This stems from the fact that his parents were the same way with their marriage in that they had an equal playing field, so to speak. It was obvious that Benjamin was the head of house, but he valued his wife's opinions and thoughts as much as his own. James enjoys poking fun at people, and this can sometimes get him in trouble, especially if he is in mixed company. Many think him too bold, and that he does this solely to gain attention, when really, James loves to laugh. It is extremely hard to make him truly angry - ever since he saw his mother pass away, James has always made it his duty to liven the mood in the house whenever their father was overcome with grief.
His family and Tilly murdered
Fresh parchment, scent of the new flowers of spring
Sample Roleplay Post:
James was sitting at the table, sipping a cup of tea and reading the daily paper when the doorbell rang. He glanced up, an eyebrow raised. Hearing the familiar quick footsteps he'd come to know well over his childhood, James turned to see his house elf, Tilly, enter the room. "Is Master James expecting an acquaintance this morning?" the house elf squeaked. She was wearing her usual periwinkle blue tea towel that Aurelia had insisted she wear, saying it looked positively adorable on the house elf.
"No," James said, putting down the paper as Tilly went to go see who it was. "I wonder who's calling at this hour. It's barely half eight..."
A squeak of delight from Tilly made James look up, and realize it could only be three people for Tilly to make that noise, and one of those was still at Hogwarts. He heard a jovial voice cry out a greeting to Tilly, which made James put down his paper, and open the door to the foyer. Standing there was his younger brother, Riff, with his hat askew and looking slightly ruffled.
James leaned against the door, hands in his pockets and an eyebrow quirked. "What happened to you?"
Riff shrugged, handing his hat and coat to the maid that appeared at his side. "Thanks, Ophelia - oh, nothing, there's just a lot of wind today. It caught me off guard when I got out of the carriage."
James blinked and looked down at Tilly, who looked back up at him and answered the question in his eyes immediately. "It is not windy when Tilly went to get the milk!"
James eyed Riff, who looked around, stuffing his hands in his pockets and was suddenly interested in the wallpaper. "This doesn't have anything to do with my birthday party, does it?"
"Nope," Riff said, not missing a beat. Riff was an extremely good liar, despite having been in Gryffindor - something that had baffled James when he'd found out his brother's house at Hogwarts. Nonetheless, James, who had lived with Riff for most of their childhood, and had gotten to know his brother's tactics, had a feeling it was. Tilly saved his brother the burden of answering by asking him, "Would Master Riff like a spot of toast and tea?"