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Fillin O'Hare

From Absit Omen Lexicon

The word is troubled. The person is Fillin O’Hare. Put them together and you have the young man who currently resides in Knockturn Alley. He hides behind his camera and a false name whenever he can; hiding from the fact that he can’t really live a normal life. His rough start and a continual series of circumstances that put Fil in positions of being alienated or doubted have wreaked their havoc on him. However, under the gruff and solitary exterior, there is a softy underneath who has the capacity to be a loyal friend and companion. Just, don’t call him a puppy.

Physical Description

Fil’s got a big frame. Standing at six feet, he’s rather imposing, and when he is in good health (not altogether frequently), he has a good size of two-hundred and fifteen pounds. However, when he is not eating properly, he has a tendency to drop at least twenty pounds and look exceptionally thin. He covers this rather well, and for the most part, eats well enough that he doesn’t look too thin. There is a distinctly puppy-ish look about him. His face is round and when his hair is shaggy (most of the time) and his beard is grown in, he does tend to look wolfish. He doesn’t smile all that often, but when he does, it only accents the wolf-like appearance of his face.

His exterior, for the most part, is rather shabby. Fil doesn’t have a lot of clothes and doesn’t see the point of dressing up or wearing anything too nice when he could spend his money elsewhere (specifically on drinks and food). He tends to wear things until they’re threadbare and he can’t even remember the date he bought his sneakers. This overall haggard appearance somewhat matches the attitude he’s adopted over the years, and it periodically gets better and worse, depending on how he’s feeling.

Personality Description

A troubled childhood often leads to a troubled present. Fillin is no exception. Through his youth, he found himself constantly in search of the approval of his father and was constantly disappointing. This instilled in Fil a sense of not being good enough and always lagging behind, especially in personal relationships. He also has a hard time connecting with people and dislikes very personal contact. He would prefer to be in a room with hundreds of strangers who wouldn’t even bother to speak to him than one or two close friends who might ask him what is wrong. On that note, he does not have a lot of friends, but those friends he does have, he is loyal to.

That is part of the reason why he was in Hufflepuff. Once one gets past his obvious lack of trust, Fillin can be the fiercest friend one can have. Those that do accept him and embrace him have his forever loyalty. He is also very creative. No one would suspect that Fillin O’Hare could be that way, but he is. In fact, he’s got quite a hand on potions and photography. The two combined excite his interest and he can be quite enthusiastic about it. Passion, for Fillin, is something that can show up, but he tries to repress. He feels like he might not be able to control himself, since he has failed before, and doesn’t like to let himself go. With his creativity, he has a very strong curiosity for things and often, without meaning to, gets himself caught in the middle of things.

He’s got anxiety about people asking questions and uses a gruff exterior to discourage the thought. When he is in good humor, Fil is actually a friendly guy. He enjoys joking around with his closer friends, and he also enjoys taking walks with Carlyle. It isn’t that he doesn’t like human interaction; he just feels intimidated by it and often questions himself. He’s very independent and prideful, as well, not wanting to impede anyone else and wishing to rely on himself. He can’t do this fully though, and he does appreciate his father’s help for what it’s worth: monetary assistance with no emotional connection. In the same vein, he sells all of his work under an alias and removes himself almost completely from his own identity when he can.

History

Fillin’s life began in the vein of many children. His parents were both young and very impulsive, and of course, found themselves very quickly in a situation that did not quite fit what their lifestyles were. Sarah Malone was only nineteen years old, her boyfriend; Colin O’Hare was twenty-three, a little older, but no more ready to be a parent than she was. Of course, things were even more complicated. You see, Colin was a half-blood. He attended Hogwarts and worked in the ministry of magic, very secretly of course, from the rest of his chosen town. Sarah was completely unaware and a Muggle, on top of everything.

When he revealed to her, as he thought he should – since they were to parent a child together, well, she did not take it well. She was dismayed at the prospect and disbelieved him entirely, thinking he was crazy and that she was going to give birth to something that was also going to turn out to be just as crazy. She agreed to carry to term (by this time it was far too late to do anything about it anyway), and Colin decided that he would take the child. He felt responsibility and the fact that he was a wizard meant the child would (most likely) be magically inclined.

Fillin was born in May of 1985 and this was the point at which his mother exited his life. She left Kenmare entirely for Dublin, instructing Colin that she wished to have nothing to do with him or the child. Colin was now twenty-four and raising a son, which he did feel the need to honor his mother (youthful romanticism, perhaps) by giving Fillin his mother’s surname as a middle name. He was christened Fillin Malone O’Hare and from the start was raised by hands other than those of a parent.

His dad worked full time, and thus, employed staff to help him. Fillin was no exception and he had a nanny for most of his childhood. His father decided that he wanted to devote his life to work – and living – and the child got in the way. Fillin was pushed to the side, but not genuinely neglected. He was a healthy young man and well fed; taken care of by his nanny who acted as a surrogate mother to him (she was in her forties). She was a kind but stern woman and accompanied Fil wherever they went.

When Fillin was three years old, his father got remarried to another witch who did not particularly care for Fillin. She did not hate him, but she had no connection with the little boy and thusly, she took even more of his father’s time away from him. Colin was off with his wife more often, vacationing and such, leaving Fillin with the nanny and to his own devices. This continued until he was eleven, finally receiving his Hogwarts notification. His father, for the first occasion that was not his birthday, took Fillin out to celebrate. Fil craved this kind of attention and was all too happy to hear his father boast of how proud he was and what a good Slytherin he was going to make.

However, when Fillin got to Hogwarts, he was sorted into Hufflepuff. He feared writing to his father, but had to. The confession of his placement, no matter how much he prayed to the sorting hat to give him a Slytherin placement, he was just suited for Hufflepuff, not that he knew why in the beginning. Whatever the case, this did not help his relationship with his father and Fil was always somewhat standoffish with other people. He enjoyed people being around, but found it hard to connect, considering the fact he grew up raised by a nanny with minimal child interaction.

He gained a few allies; however, and he began to enjoy being at school, far more than being at home. His father still contacted him and they wrote back and forth every once and a while, but Colin and his wife were always away on vacations during the holidays, private ones, and Fil was left at home with the nanny. During this period he got interested in pictures as a way to be involved, particularly quidditch photography. He liked being able to be involved without being in the limelight, plus it gave him a way to use his best skills.

Fil found himself quickly drawn to herbology and potions, subjects he actually excelled at from the beginning. He enjoyed putting things together and understanding the way they worked. He put a lot of effort into these two classes but seldom put stock in anything else. His grades were, as a consequence, overall very poor with the shining stars of herbology and potions. It gave his father another reason to pull away, though he was rather proud of his potions grade – if he couldn’t be a Slytherin, he might as well have been good at a decent subject.

He was, for the most part, living in his own bubble – too young to understand the greater political and social injustices going on around him. He understood what his problems were and that there were people who weren’t coming back to school and terrible things happening, particularly near the end, but without many people to explain to him the intricacies of the problems going on, it seemed to Fil that a bunch of people were fighting for no decent reason and it just served to put everyone in danger.

Well, at the climax of the conflict, being only twelve years old, Fil was still slightly ignorant and ushered off with all the other young students (he was not embroiled or worldly enough to understand what exactly was going on to even want to attempt to stand up). So, when it was over, Fillin did not even have to consider whether or not he wanted to go to Hogwarts. His father didn’t know of anywhere else to send him, and he certainly wasn’t going to go without an education (he had that much regard for his son), so he sent him back the following year, despite the appearance of the building and the obvious activities that occurred there, Colin was confident that Hogwarts would do its job and impart knowledge onto his son.

Amusingly enough, it wasn’t Hogwarts that failed to protect Fillin either. In fact, on a rare family style vacation in Scotland, Fillin was wandering around in the early hours of the evening at fourteen (1999), looking for the things of legend – fairies, goblins, trolls, what have you (he always did have a rather vivid imagination), when he was attacked. It seemed a flurry of action that transpired all too quickly. Thankfully, he wasn’t far off from an Auror post and his screams were not in vain. The Auror was able to save the young man and transport him, immediately, to St. Mungo’s. The whole incident must have only taken about a half hour, but the implications are still felt to this day.

Fil remembers very little of what occurred in those days now, but to be put together; the Auror was able to find his father through checking Fil’s wallet for identification. Colin and his wife were informed immediately and brought to the hospital where Fil was tottering on the edge of life and death. He had lost a lot of blood and was not reacting well to treatment; however, the young man was very strong and managed to pull through. Substantially weaker than he was before, he was still able to be revived and live as normal a life a werewolf could. It was very hard for him to accept at first, and being inclined to moody teenage behavior as it were, this did not help.

Fil began to withdraw into himself, and his father did nothing to help. He did not know how to interact with his son; much less comfort him over something that was life changing like this. He, instead, turned to hiring specialists and healers to deal with him. In this way, he was able to provide for his son with his money but without his actual support. He found a boon, however, in Sean Ferris. There had been talk of him through the ministry and well, with what he was going through, Colin approached the man and offered quite a bit for the special case that was his son. He didn’t want Fillin to end up badly, not at all; he just didn’t know what to do with him.

This began a rather interesting relationship. Fil became more like a Ferris as time wore on. He made friends with the slightly awkward daughter of his new mentor and she was one of the only people he could call a true friend. This started off innocently enough, of course, but developed into a rather large crush on Fil’s part. Of course, he was always very shy and exceptionally self-conscious, particularly about his state as a werewolf, so he never thought to do anything about it. The years were spent as happily as they could with Fil battling all the new things about being a werewolf as well as being a growing boy. He actually grew to be a big boy, rather imposing figure with a gruff, muscular appearance, but those who knew him would compare him more to a puppy than any kind of dangerous creature.

One afternoon, a seemingly pointless argument got blown way out of proportion, Fillin stormed out of Sean’s house without taking his final dose of Wolfsbane for that month. This, of course, would usually not be a problem as long as Fillin remembered to lock himself up and took care to do it so that everyone knew. However, he was so frustrated and upset, as teenage boys often get, he just sneaked into the holding and locked himself in. Sean later came, after the moon had already come up, and Kia had followed. Fil, not in the right state of mind, naturally, and unable to be calmed because of the lack of wolfsbane, actually attempted an attack on Kia. Thankfully, Sean was able to subdue him (a world of hurt for him when he transformed back into a human), and then bestowed his own punishment on the boy.

Now, Fillin wasn’t of the age to be able to knowingly make the right decision without using his feelings to guide him. He was only a teenager and had no idea what he was doing, so it wasn’t right to report him to the authorities. Instead, he was forbidden from ever seeing Kia or Kale again, and told to keep away from them. Sean didn’t relinquish his professional responsibilities, of course, but the relationship became very strained and Fil felt as though he lost another father figure, again, through his own shortcomings. He has been very hard on himself since, and when he found that Kia had absolutely no memory of him or their shared experiences, well, it was probably worse for the young man than having sent him to prison.

Fillin graduated Hogwarts (merely pressure from his father to do so made him), and he had less than stellar grades, but thankfully, he was always very creative and passionate about potions and photography, some of the only things that kept him going through school. His father, not wanting to be burdened with him, but also not wanting to turn him on his own (a fascinating study of familial obligation), decided that he would support his son in anything he wanted, economically. He made a good living and could afford some no questions housing in Knockturn Alley.

Colin gives him a pretty decent monthly allowance (aside from the rent) that’s supposed to go towards food and other things, but a good portion of the money usually goes towards Fire whiskey and other things of the sort. Fil does have a bit of a problem, but he would deny it. Rather than living alone, he bought a shepherd mix(because he naturally gets along with dogs better), named Carlyle – and they are equally as scruffy. Fil works a lot and wanders around whenever he can to take pictures, and he also has access to his safe house, the same one he basically ruined his life in. However, he has no other options and doesn’t want to put anyone out.

His prospects, to him, are the same as they always have been, and the recent ruffled feathers have, at least, been good for his appetite. He has also, for quite some time, been developing a potion to try and make photos not only move, but pop out of the paper. He hasn’t gotten it quite right yet, but it’s ongoing research when he feels a surge of productivity.

Employed? If yes, where and for how long?

Freelance photography doesn’t really have a specific employment, however, he will work for whatever source commissions his work, usually newspapers and magazines.

Where does your character spend the most time?

His flat, for the most part, or skulking around trying to take pictures and capture things that are vaguely newsworthy. He spends a lot of this time looking for pictures and then subsequently searching for work.

What is your understanding of your character's special abilities or attributes and weaknesses?

Being a werewolf isn’t exactly a special ability, it’s actually an annoyance for the character. It’s like having a non-life threatening disease for one’s entire life that has to be checked up on and monitored like anything else. There is great responsibility in keeping up with being a werewolf and financial/social burdens as well. It alienates people without even knowing them and certainly makes any sort of decent living impossible without being predisposed to inheritance or care. Lucky few werewolves have life easy, and even then, people treat them badly and would rather see them completely removed from society. They have weaknesses like anyone else, particularly in human form – without the capacity to hold a conventional job, gaining money is exceptionally hard. Even harder is the process of feeding one’s self and a haggard appearance is almost part of the deal. It’s physically draining and emotionally taxing, but is not an obstacle that completely prevents from having a livable life. Werewolves must be very strong and very responsible or they can collapse under the pressure. It’s a rather lonely and sad existence if one lets it be.

Is your character a dark creature?

Not naturally, time and coldness have imparted onto him a surly exterior, but he certainly isn’t evil. In fact, Fil has a great capacity to love and protect, he just has nothing to project those feelings onto (except his dog), and thusly comes off as cold and distant, perhaps unfeeling at times, but never inherently dark. There is good in him, but it is suppressed under haggard and hardened exterior.

If yes, please list crimes likely to be committed
None that were reported. He almost attacked a civilian; however, it was a contained incident and the private party (Sean Ferris) decided to keep it between himself and Fillin.
Is your character currently under pursuit by the Ministry of Magic?
No.