“"A well-tied tie is the first serious step in life." —Oscar Wilde”
45 ☆ Pureblood ☆ Magical Human ☆ Created by Tilani
Healing Professor ☆ Teaching Staff
Full name: Gawain Taliesin Llewellyn
Date of Birth: January 13, 1972
Birthplace: Abergavenny, Wales
Blood Status: Pureblood
Species: Magical Human
Wand: 12 inches, hawthorne, phoenix feather
Patronus: Emperor penguin
Played by: Ioan Gruffudd
Education Hogwarts (Hufflepuff)
St Mungo's Apprenticeship
Cardiff University - MBBCh (Bachelor of Medicine, Bachelor of Surgery)
He worked at St Mungo's, so three words: Lime. Green. Robes. Yes, there are photos.
More seriously, he suffers from night terrors and occasionally uses dreamless sleep draughts when they are bad.
He's always way overdressed for the occassion. Teaching or just hanging around Tally? Three-piece suit - two piece if he's feeling casual. He long ago learned to master all-day cooling charms so there is no worry about the heat.
He never touches coffee, and of course drinks tea instead.
Neeeeeeerd. So nerd. Much nerd.
Did you know he has a daughter? And a dead wife? If you've spoken to him for more than five minutes, you know this. There were probably pictures involved.
Despite the chaos of constant moves - or perhaps because of it - Gawain is a man of organisation and neatness. If he had a motto he lived by, "a place for everything and everything in its place" would quite likely be it. Fastidious and careful, it seeps into almost all facets of his life: his well-chosen words, his carefully-selected wardrobe, and the perfectly arranged book collection are just three examples.
He comes across as effortlessly charming sometimes, but really it is just refined manner and politeness that, when coupled with a smile, works wonders. There's a lot of old-fashioned tradition about him, and in a fast-paced and modern world is can comes across as fancy and, yes, charming.
He's a highly intelligent individual, but unlike with some who coasted on this knowledge, Gawain has enhanced the base with years of hard work and study. He's very well read and worldly, and enjoys sharing it.
A tall man with a trim but well-defined build, Gawain is a man who has finally grown into his looks. Years and experience have given his face, with its strong features and defined jaw and chin, character, and he now looks like a respectable gentleman instead of a gawky boys dressing in his father's suits. There are lines around his eyes now, and it works well for him.
He's fastidious in appearance, with carefully groomed nails and finally tamed curly dark brown hair. He dresses carefully, in suits and pressed trousers, suspenders and scarves (in proper collaboration with each other, of course). One might expect him to be clean shaven, but the light dusting of hair works for him, making him look distinguished and in keeping with his age.
Gawain was the middle of three sons born to the Llewellyn family, an upper-middle class family of Welsh purebloods - although by the standards of those who liked to keep track of things they were barely worthy of the title. Still it was enough to keep the family 'safe' during Voldemort's first rise to power and the attacks on Muggle and Muggleborns during Gawain's childhood. (This quiet acceptance and utilization of privilege by the family is something Gawain is ashamed of to this day. He insists that being a child does not excuse him.)
Right between his brothers, Gawain soon became the peacemaker, the healer of the three, and the one who dreamed big but quietly. He did his chores, kept things neat, and rescued injured animals by taking them to his mother, Rhiannon, who worked as a healer at St Mungo's.
As was expected, at eleven Gawain went off to Hogwarts. There the Sorting Hat sat on his head for a good five minutes as it deliberated between his cleverness for Ravenclaw and his willingness to work hard to make something of that cleverness for Hufflepuff. The verdict: Hufflepuff. There by the kitchens he spent his seven years, learning magic and making friends. Although he was not head boy, he was a prefect which suited him just fine. The same went for not being on the Quidditch team - with his terrible fear of heights, the stands were more than enough to scare him.
He graduated with excellent marks (nothing less than exceeds expectations) and was taken on to apprentice as a healer at St Mungo's. The apprenticeship would have been hard enough on its own, but a year later he undertook a challenge that had his magical friends really worry about him: studying Muggle medicine at Cardiff University. With magically forged education documents, of course. Muggle student by day, healing apprentice on the night shift was hard. During those years he had little sleep and no social life, but by the end of it was both fully-fledged healer and actual Muggle doctor.
Of course, that was the time of the second wizarding war, when Muggles and Muggleborns were under threat. As much as it hurt, he withdrew from Muggle medical practice to return to the wizarding fold as a healer who had finally awoken to the truth. He was in a better position to help the resistance alive and a liar, than dead and speaking the truth. Having now spent years living much as a Muggle enabled him to move seamlessly between the two, a valuable trait in any member of a resistance.
He survived, but not without cost. Friends were lost and he had seen horrible things, the dead and wounded on battlefields that he could not help. In one panicked moment he even went against the core of his being and took a life. It was that of a Death Eater who had turned on Gawain after he interrupted his torture of some Muggle teenagers. It was the Death Eater or Gawain and the teens, and logically it was the correct choice, but it was but one of many final straws.
After the Voldemort's defeat, Gawain packed up his things and moved almost as far as he could. There were several stops along the way, pauses to examine potential new homes, before he finally found a new place. Melbourne, Australia.
There, after using just enough magic to ensure a smooth acceptance of identity, Gawain set aside his wand.
He was not fool enough to snap it, nor to ignore the presence of wizarding Australia, but for all intents and purposes he lived like a Muggle. To them, he was a young, quiet Welsh doctor now practicing in a small clinic in the middle of a big city.
He didn't so much make friends as get adopted by the people next door who realised he only came and went to go to work or get groceries. One of them was a woman named Amanda, and after a couple of months of her flatmates inviting Gawain over (or inviting themselves over to Gawain's) she sat him down and asked him out. She was a Muggle, she sold sunglasses, and she was absolutely perfect.
When it came time, she proposed to him. Marriage, and exploring the world together soon followed - it was one adventure, not two, and soon parenthood followed. Only one soul Gawain has ever adored more than Amanda, and it came into this world angry and wrinkled and screaming. He was used to saving lives, and once he had taken one, but now he had helped make one. And with all the love he felt he would help shape her to be extraordinary.
They were in Germany when it happened. He was working in their magical hospital, she worked as a tour guide for English-speakers, and their daughter was not quite old enough to go to school with the great big cones that accompanied Muggle children to their first day of school. It was a mundane death - a car running a light, the deaths of both drivers instantaneous. One minute he was husband, happy; the next a widower with an enchanted ring that no longer beat in time with his wife's pulse.
They returned to Melbourne after that, to bring Amanda home and to be close to her parents. For Gawain, the UK was not even an option. They were there for a few years before his feet began to itch and his heart ached, and the moves began. Sometimes they'd be in one place for a school year, others just months. The longest they stayed in any one place was for the first three years his daughter was at Hogwarts; even then he would move, from Central London to Hebridean Island. He could not stay and so he moved, dragging the daughter around has he moved from place to place, to heal and leave when he felt the town had healed whatever truly ailed it.
But that was no life for a teenager, and although this will be her third school, Gawain is determined it will be the last. They are home... For good.
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