- Joined April 2026
- Member of Gryffindor
- 1st Year
United States
| 195 Total Points | |||
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| Year 1: | 121 | Year 5: | |
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| Year 4: | Misc: | 74 |
Backstory
Alexander Kaie was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York, in a small apartment above a corner store that never seemed to close. The sounds of the city were constant in his life. Sirens, shouting, music from passing cars, and the rumble of the subway beneath his feet. To most people, it was noise. To Alexander, it was normal.
His mother is a witch who left the magical world years ago, choosing a quieter life among Muggles after a falling out with her family. She rarely speaks about her past, but traces of it slip through in strange ways. Objects that fix themselves when broken, tea that heats without a stove, and a locked wooden box she never lets him touch. His father is a Muggle born and raised in Brooklyn, practical and hardworking, who never fully understands magic but accepts it because it is part of his family.
Alexander grew up caught between two worlds without fully belonging to either. At school, he was the kid who always seemed a little off. Things happened around him that he could not explain. Lights flickered when he got angry. Glass cracked when he felt cornered. Once, during an argument, a classroom door slammed shut so hard it scared everyone into silence. He learned to keep his head down after that, even though something inside him refused to stay quiet.
Despite this, he is not shy. He is observant, sharp, and stubborn in a way that gets him into trouble more often than he would admit. He stands up for people even when he probably should not. Especially when he probably should not. There is a kind of instinct in him that pushes him forward before he has time to think, like he is always bracing for something bigger.
When his Hogwarts letter arrived, it did not feel like a surprise. It felt like an answer to a question he had been asking his whole life without realizing it. His mother’s reaction told him everything. The way she went quiet, then careful, then proud. It was the first time he saw her look at him like he belonged to something she had lost.
Being sorted into Gryffindor felt right, even if Alexander would never say it out loud. He does not think of himself as brave. He just knows that when something matters, he cannot walk away from it. Whether that means standing up to a bully, breaking a rule, or asking questions no one else wants to ask.
At eleven years old, Alexander Kaie arrives at Hogwarts with a chipped suitcase, a Brooklyn attitude, and a quiet determination to prove that where he comes from does not make him less than anyone else. If anything, it made him stronger.
And even if he does not know it yet, there is something about him that feels like the beginning of a story people will remember.