Apollo Largo

Name: Apollo Largo
Nicknames: Pollo
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Date of Birth: May 5, 2004
Age: 16
Blood Status: Pureblood
Hometown: Unknown
Current Home: London England
Nationality: British
School:  Hogwarts
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Wand: 11", blood wood, unicorn hair


Hair Color: brown
Hair Style: usually pulled back in cornrows or dreads
Eye Color: Brown
Body Type: Lanky
Height: 6'1
Other Distinguishing Features: multiple scars across his back from his time at a DE camp
Clothing Style: Usually seen in a loose fitting t-shirt, an over sized hoodie, and baggy cargo pants with sneakers


Apollo is a rather shy, and tentative when it comes to most things as he is unsure if something will come back and bite him. He is not very trusting due to his past, but is loyal to those who genuinely show they care. He does not like loud noises or seeing people tortured, raped, or taken by someone he knows is evil. He suffers from major PTSD due to the events of his past that he would rather not discuss. He values hard work as he sees it as a chance to improve his life and maybe make a difference some day. He is usually found in a corner of the library or out by the lake listening to the sounds of nature.


I never knew my family until I was sent to Hogwarts where I met my father and found out that I had a twin brother, before that I grew up in a death eater camp, and was used more as a servant, or a practice dummy for the members. I was never seen as a person, and was told that I should not talk unless I was talked to. This was my life for as long as I could remember, probably was only since I was the age of ten, though to me it seems much longer. Then there was a raid, a raid that would change my life for the better, though I would not know it at the time, the entire camp was taken in, before I was found chained to a post in a shack, I had no idea what was going on or that I would soon be able to be free. Never in a thousands years, would I think that  the day where I would not be beaten or looked down upon would come.

I was sent to school where my very little experience with magic showed, and they placed me two years lower than those of my age. However I was more thankful to be given a chance to improve my circumstances, and though I struggled time and time again, with the help of the professors I am managing to get through my lessons. Mostly everyone I have met in passing has seemed really nice,though I have learned that actions are never tell who a person really is, someone can turn on you quicker than you would think and that has been my past experience with the human kind.