Lev Ivanov

Backstory

Name: Lev Ivanov

Gender: Male

Birthday: 1 January 1992 

Appearance: Slightly narrow green eyes, pointy chin, medium-sized ears but a bit pointy, snow-white hair, very curly and reaches the shoulder. 81 cm tall (I have a rebellious house-elf ancestor from the 1800s and apparently the gene is still there...) Always very stylish with many different kinds of robes and rarely use muggle clothing.

Blood-status (if I must): Half-blood with a bit of house-elf.

Family: Sergei Ivanov and Rosamund (nee Jacques) Ivanov. A younger brother called Odin.

Hogwarts house: Slytherin

About me: I'm assuming you are wondering about how a house-elf came to be my ancestor. I don't know either. My great x5 grandpa Zorglas the house-elf, mind he's still alive, refuses to speak about it. Ivanov isn't even our family's actual name... I heard my great x5 grandma was from a wealthy Russian pureblood family at the time though.

My family lives in the Liverpool area. Father is a wizard obviously and works in the Ministry. Mother is a muggle-born and also works in the Ministry. Anyway, my childhood was wonderful. We were all so caring as a family. When mum and dad are at work, Odin and I aren't able to do much because we live in a city full of Muggles so we just play with each other in the house with all the curtains closed, poking everything in the house with curiosity as our parents use magic to make our house full of mysteries so that the both of us wouldn't get bored.

But apart from Odin, who is 3 years younger than myself, I made a good muggle friend Sammy Dunn and we like to play at the playground together. Mother insisted on my being educated in the muggle nursery and primary school so I went to a nice public school in Liverpool. Unfortunately, I had a short temper back then and once, when I overheard a boy making a teasing remark about me, I got enraged and all the sharp objects in the classroom went whizzing to him like magnets, making him lose lots of blood. All my classmates and my teacher were horrified. So was I, half-horrified and half-proud as it was my first sign of magic. Thankfully I was supposed to go somewhere with my mother and she came in the classroom a few minutes after it happened to pick me up. After taking the sight, she immediately took out her wand, performed a spell and obliviated it from everyone's memory.

Wand: English oak wood, dragon heartstring, unbending, 10"