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General Information
Character Name:
Oilibhéar Ó Coigligh (Bear)
Age:
14
Date of Birth:
September 19, 1905
Blood Status:
Pureblood
Residence:
Belfast, Northern Ireland
Family:
Órlaith Ó Coigligh (Father, Deceased)
Nettie Ó Coigligh (Mother)
Merrill Harrison(Mother’s side Grandfather)
Maxine Harrison (Mother’s side Grandmother)
Personality & House Preference
Personality:
The one thing Bear understands and truly values is time. It is the one true limiting factor in life that one has complete control over. Every moment one is making decisions on how their current time is spent. With those decisions fueling the opportunities one has for spending ones future time.
Bear is a mixture of impatience for things that society deems he has to waste his time on to ensure his future with a patience for the things that interest him. Bear is calculated in how he uses his time with a focus on his interests and the people he cares about. In recent years Bear has slowed down accepting that time is finite and he can’t do everything.
History:
When Bear was young time was something he assumed he and everyone he’d know would be unlimited. His father was a curse breaker and took every assignment with a glee of excitement and returned with a tale grander than the last. His mother stayed at home until the war started when she took a job as Welcome Witch at a local hospital in Ireland. It was his father’s fast life of excitement and adventure that was what he wanted for his future not the dullness that was his mothers life.
This all changed when his father died when he was ten causing him to truly realize that everyone has limited amounts of time. Yes, he heard stories of the war but living in Belfast it was much further away for him than it was for his mothers extended family that lived in London. Additionally even though his mother worked as a Welcome Witch it was rare she dealt with anything from the war as major cases were sent to St. Mungos in London.
The reality of how limited an amount of time he had in life pushed him towards wanting to experiencing as much as he could as fast as possible. It made him push every day in the lessons he had with a group of other wizarding kids in Belfast to learn as much as possible. He became the epitome of work hard, play hard.
Hogwarts came as was expected. He went as was expected. Bear drove himself the be the best he could in all his classes as from the stories his father told him when he was younger he’d need to cast more than just the simple spells taught. The theory interested him more than the practicality he drove himself to succeed at. Which made him attempt to turn theory into practicality to push himself to higher levels of magic faster.
Yet, the fact was he wasn’t getting where he wanted. Even if his understanding of magical theory was above his peers, in his opinion, it was clear his practical spell casting was behind his year mates. It lead him to push aside things he didn’t care about such as quidditch in order to find more time to practice. Eventually he pushed away whole subjects with charms being the first one he dismissed as not worthy of his time.
During winter break of his second year of Hogwarts he was staying in London with his mother’s parents in their small store on Knockturn Alley. Normally he would have gone home to Belfast, but his mother caught a case of mumblemumps so he couldn’t return home for winter break. Bear had always loved the clocks that his grandparents worked on so he was excited to spend his break helping out. A couple of days after Christmas his grandmother was repairing a winding clock and said the phrase that changed everything for him.
“ You can’t be good at everything. A grand success will overshadow a series of meaningless failures. What do you want to be good at? Your grandfather and I are good at fixing mechanical devices and even the occasional magical one. “
He didn’t have the answer at what he wanted to be good at. He had ideas of things that interested him and he spent that break helping out at his grandparents shop. He’d always found winding clocks interesting and his grandparents even sent him back to Hogwarts with a new one for his collection of non-magical clocks. A collection whose ticking annoyed his roommates to the point that his clocks often found themselves around the castle. He usually found most of them before they ran out of time as he kept them wound for a week - though there were a few silently missing he was constantly looking for.
While he was still trying to find out what he wanted to be good at. He had stopped trying to do everything and started to focus on the things that truly interested him. He studied books of magical theory and stopped pushing himself on the more practical side of using magic. Everyone could do basic spells but most didn’t understand theory. It would be his understanding of theory that would push him ahead.
His readings took him back to one of the earliest interests he had as a child which was with the ticking of the clocks in his grandparent’s shop. He found the sound and fixing the simple mechanical problems in them meditating from a young age which continued as he got older. As steady and constant as his clocks depicted time the reality was everyone experienced the same time differently. Furthermore with ever tick of the clock took energy and one spent actions with every tick.
While focusing didn’t make time slow it did allow him to start feeling that he was using his time better. With him feeling he was using his time better the idea that it was limited bothered him less. A detail that was especially important with a war for independence he had little appetite for brewing at home in Ireland. This was the start of the third phase of his life, or maybe the fourth as perhaps him getting to this point of steady momentum like the tick of a clock had been a phase in of itself.
House Preference:
Sort
Year Preference:
4th
Prompt Response:
Bear sat curled in a chair in the library with his feet up on a table as he read a book containing a paper on the theory of how divination proves that time is non-linear. It was an interesting subject when one considered the divination classes he'd been forced to take and how the goal of them was to predict the future. The catch is if one accurately predicted the future they'd be motivated to change it. Thus it meant time itself had to be non-linear.
"I've been here for the last hour all right."
The catch is he himself was linear. A simple fact he knew due to the fact he could only be in one place at a certain time. Though as he looked up and saw one of his friends approaching asking for him to say that he'd been sitting with him for the last hour he just chuckled. With a shake of his head he said " Whatever pick up the third book in the pile and open it part way through. It's essays so you can at least start at the beginning of one while appearing in the middle of the book. "
"You're saving me from my tenth this term.
The only reason he was covering for his friend was it would simply take more time and effort to argue with him. He honestly didn't care about the fact this would be the overexagerated tenth detention as he overheard his friend mumble. He also didn't care what his friend had been likely doing which from the messiness of his shirt probably involved snogging.
He couldn't resist the comment as he whispered " Straighten yourself out. One's shirt doesn't get ripped reading " One's shirt also didn't get weird goo on it reading, but he wasn't even going to go there. If his friend couldn't figure out how to hide that there was no helping him. He certainly wasn't offering up the suggestion of using the pages of library books as rags to get rid of the goo. It was better getting all over the chair for the house elves.
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