KEON ASHFORD

Keyword: Avoidant, Sarcastic, Skeptical, Cunning, Soft-hearted (limited to those close with him).

Background:
As the sole child of the Ashfords, a family fallen to proverty, born from a human mother and a lycanthrope of a father, thoroughly loved by both, he had a happy childhood. However, things turned upside down when he was seven. The night when it happened, it was a night of full moon. The night when Keon's father had to turn into a werewolf. Like any usual full moon nights, Keon and his mother should hide from his father, as he wasn't able to learn to fully control himself when he became a violent werewolf. They knew the potion called Wolfsbane existed, but they simply were too poor to purchase it.

That night, Keon insisted to follow his father to the forest, close to their home, ignoring the heeds from his mother. So, he did, swearing to himself that he would only look from afar. What he didn't know, as he never saw his father transform before, was how painful lycanthrope's transformation is. The way his father writhed in agony, screamed like something he had never heard before, Keon made an audible cry as he pitied the wolf. Thus, his father, a fully-transformed werewolf, looked upon his position. Things happened so fast, and the chase began. Instinctively, Keon ran to his home, unknowing of how his mother was standing right on the door, waiting for him to come home.

It was too late. When his father had reached for his clothes, his mother stood upfront to shield him, and in blind rage, the husband's claws tore the wife's skins apart. Blood and gore were unavoidable. She was dead in no time, losing too much blood all in once. It was just Keon and his father, left for a final brawl. Such obvious outcome, though. As he was bitten by his father, Keon's hand reached for a mixture inside a small box given by his mother before he went outside. A powdered silver mixed with dittany. As his father left the bloodied him to the forest, he swiped the mixture across his wound in pained breath. Like his mother said, it was the only way for him to live.

Thus, the next thing he knew, he also became a lycanthrope like his father. And the very next day, a body was found in the forest, dead by suicide, hanging upon a huge tree in the form of human; Keon's father.

The guilt would forever remain inside his heart, as he was the cause of his parents' death. Keon's life as a lycanthrope, subsequently, was truly hard. The few first times, he was unknowing of what to do, so he went to the forest all alone. Every single time his memories came back, he had killed a few people in the forest. Thus, he went farther away every full moon, locking himself away from humans, saving them from his violent tendency. The more no humans were present during his transformation, the more he harmed himself as he had no prey to consume. So, his self-inflicted wound grew every month.

It was hard. He became avoidant and skeptical of humans, half because he is afraid to hurt them, half because of the prejudice against werewolves. So, he closed himself off from social interactions. Completely.

Until a woman came to him saying, "I found you, Keon."

Since then, she took him in, providing him with Wolfsbane Potion which he hadn't been able to purchase before. She enrolled him to Hogwarts, knowing how his father was also a wizard, graduated from the very same school. Turns out, she was his father's friend all along. He still wasn't able to believe in her, but he had to, for the potions have retained his sane mind during transformation, and he couldn't purchase them by himself. So, he had to be cunning, complying to each words she utters, making sure he was still under her grace and wing during the time he studied in Hogwarts. It was the only way for him to live, with his guilt and sanity still intact.

He shall make use of the woman to live.