|Name|

Aldous DeCain Nettle

|Age|

17

|Gender|

Male

|FaceClaim|

Maurice Sinclair

|Sexuality|

Bisexual

|House|

Slytherin

|Personality|

Aldous Nettle is a charming, alluring, an oddly persuasive young man. His outstanding charisma, open, friendly attitude, and boldness surprising everyone when considering what house he's come into. But the closer you come to the young man, the more you realize the reason for it. He's charming to convince others to follow in his lead, he's alluring to attract those with what he wants, and he's persuasive enough to get it from them. He's sly in the simplest terms. A master at hiding true intentions and at keeping secrets, unless giving one up gets him more than what he was first offered to hide it. He's difficult to read, his simple, calm and never angry demeanor a wall not many can see through, not to see the thoughts and feelings to float underneath. Aldous is no stranger to being cold and brutish, and if you've lost all value to him, he will make sure to leave you as you are, without explanation or reason why. He thinks of himself as an authority, and with how he commands respect, you might even think he was. He's the sort of person who's friends with everyone, and if he's not, you would like to be. He has no real inner circle and is as too himself as they come. He'd rather keep you talking endlessly, telling him your desires, your fears, the things you've always wanted to tell but never spoke to another person before. It's easy to forget what he can do with what you tell him to, at least until it's already falling past his lips. Depending on who you ask, he could be the devil or an angel.

|Background|

Aldous Nettle was a pureblood born to parents he can't quite remember. He was raised by his Aunt, Andris Nettle a strict, unforgiving woman who told him that his best was all that mattered. He was to always bring his smile forward even if he felt like crumbling. To hold the truth inside if the lies would sound sweeter. And to reveal no weakness, because once you do, you've lost every game before you've ever played. His childhood was a quiet and lonely one. She offered comfort to him on occasion, sweets when he played along with her acts, hugs if he kept up his smiles, stories if he sat quietly and listened, but connections where never made. She was as much a stranger to him as he was to her. And it seemed that for the longest time, they had both kept it that way. The only semblance of an answer on what has become of his parents being an oblong letter he receives every year on his birthday. Signed with their names and as distant as they could come in terms of emotion. The best thing that could have ever happened to him must've been when he was accepted into Hogwarts, because from then on, did his life seem to have some sort of liveliness that the majority lacked so severely.

|Other|

He has a black cat as his companion, he's named him Vincent after a toy he's had as a child of a black teddy bear, much like him, the cat has a hard time warming up to others, but he looks at Aldous like a saint

He's terrified of opening up to other's and it's clear he's more comfortable in his mask

Aldous mildly dislikes his name. He feels like it doesn't suit him very well

He's made it into Draco's confidant circle. His current goal is to open him up. Right after that, he plans on Harry. Since his curiosities draw him to both.

Unsurprisingly, he's a big flirt. And who he'll flirt with has no limitations.

"Live a little, why don't you?"

"Want me to listen?"

"If you want, we can try whatever you like. And I promise, just between us...."