Justin Burke Finch-Fletchley
Age: 25
Birthdate: March 14th, 1980
Family background: My father, the 13th Earl Ferrers - also known as Lord Alistair Finch-Fletchley - lost his wife, Lady Amelia Hargreaves, to an auto accident when I was twelve. I'm the youngest of three brothers and I am the only wizard.
Both my father and brothers have been very supportive of my choice to settle permanently in the Wizarding world but my mother had reservations and was quite disappointed with my desire to attend Hogwarts instead of Eton. After reading several books written by Gilderoy Lockhart she was finally persuaded to allow me to give the Wizarding world a chance as long as I promised her I’d attend a regular University once I was finished at Hogwarts.
My oldest brother, Paul (Viscount Tamworth), will inherit our father's title and estates and currently works as a Monetary Analyst for the Bank of England. My next brother, Barrett, is a corporate hospitality manager for Jaguar International and lives in America with his wife and two small daughters.
House in School: Hufflepuff
Bloodline (and does it matter?): Muggleborn. Blood purity matters more to the people around me than it does to me because I choose to live in a world that holds my blood against me when I could live in one that would laud me for what I was born to. That says a little about what kind of person I am, I think.
Political Views: A Tory of course. Father sits in the House of Lords.
Appearance
Visual Representation: John Krasinski
Description: I'm 1.91 m (6'3") with light brown hair that is usually neat, but I have been known to let it grow a bit too long and then it curls about my ears. My eyes are green and admittedly, I have a largish nose.
Psychology and Personality
Sexuality: Straight
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths: I have a keen mind for History and can remember obscure dates, names and faces even if I’ve only read about the event or met the person once. I do a mean back stroke and I have an 82 golf game. Of all my virtues I value my sense of justice most - there are things that are right and there are things that are wrong - things are never grey, and to top it all off - I am an amazing speller.
Weaknesses: As a good and proper Hufflepuff, I still hold firm and true to the people I consider friends but as I've grown into a man there are things that are less Hufflepuff about me as well. My good opinion, once lost is lost forever. (I just read that in a book once, but it is true – I hold grudges. I try not to – it’s something I hate about myself but it’s true). I'm sarcastic, and I am sometimes quick to snap judgments of those around me and though on rare occasions I have been known to be wrong about a person - it is a very rare occasion.
Habits\Quirks: I chew the end of my pens (though, thankfully that hasn’t quite translated into quills yet because I really don't care for feathers in my mouth). I tap my foot under my desk and hum under my breath while I'm working. I generally carry my bag diagonal across my shoulders rather than straight up and down, even when I’m wearing a suit (something my mother would have killed me for) but only because it irks my personal assistant, Ellis, and I think that it's amusing when he gets flustered.
Likes\Dislikes:
Likes: I enjoy reading in bed, scalding hot showers, Indie Rock on my Ipod, playing cricket, walking in the snow, and I like the way a woman looks wearing nothing but diamond earrings and a pair of stockings and high heels.
Dislikes: I'm allergic to peanuts and the consistency of bananas makes me gag. Although I’m loath to admit it, I’m terrified of snakes (likely because of the Basilisk in second year). I hate dirt under my fingernails and pedestrians who walk across zebra crossings as slow as they possibly can.
Lifestyle
Occupation: Up until recently, I worked for the Health Protection Agency at the Porton Down facility in Wiltshire. Recruited into the Agency right out of University, I helped develop the program from something little more than a memo on some bureaucrat's desk into an independent national organisation that is renown for protecting the health and well-being of British citizens from infectious diseases and reducing the impact of chemical, poisonous and radioactive "accidents". Once the Agency was established as a non-departmental public body for the entire nation in April 2005, I was approached by the Minster for Magic and asked to develop a similar branch for the Ministry in the Wizarding world. I accepted wholeheartedly and work has begun on Tthe Magical Protection and Emergency Managament Agency (MPEMA)'s development.
Financial Status: I survive. (Jandy would like to point out that money is not a subject that occupies Justin's mind because he really doesn’t believe that having Old Money makes him a more important person than someone who has newer money or less of it. So the long and the short of it is that he is well off. Always has been - probably always will be - but he’s above talking about that sort of thing.)
Residence: The family estate is Thenford House, Thenford, Northamptonshire, but I live in a flat on Abingdon Road in Kensington.
History from student days at Hogwarts to the present time: My school career was divided into phases. I started without knowing what I was getting into – only that magic was something that set me apart from my older brothers. Something exciting and new that seemed better than Paul's head for numbers or Barrett's talent as a fast bowler (in cricket). I happily joined Hufflepuff house and made many friends. I was an above average student (for a Hufflepuff) and enjoyed my classes, particularly Professor Binns' History lectures (I think I was the only one who did).
Obviously, I grew up knowing nothing about the importance of blood purity and the divisions based upon it within Wizarding Society. Instead, I was taught about the important of my birthright, my heritage. It was quite a shock to find myself among people who just didn't care about my pedigree. Aside from that, the only dark spot on my early school life was during my second year, when a monster was let loose all over the castle by the 'heir' of Slytherin. Just before Christmas, the monster, what we now know was a Basilisk, petrified me. I was not revived until the end of May. It was during those five months that my mother was killed in an automobile accident. It was an unfortunate thing for me to be away at school, but I try not to dwell on the fact that I was never able to give her a proper goodbye and I hope that she knows I only wanted to be a good son.
Coming back to school my third year was a difficult decision. I'd just lost my mother and, according to my father, if I'd been at an ordinary boarding school it would have been likely that I would have at least made it to her funeral. I almost didn't come back to Hogwarts, but as angry as I was, there was just something that told me I needed to finish out my magical education. There began the next phase of my life. I became less trusting, more angry and began to wonder whether I really ought to have been sorted into Hufflepuff at all. Even my closest friends could sense it, even though they never mentioned it to me out loud. I drew more into myself and instead of the pompous young man I had been raised to be, I started to question what it really meant to be 'superior'.
Those feelings did not last long, thankfully. I became a member of Dumbledore's Army in fifth year and felt like I was really doing something important. Following the Battle of Hogwarts, I returned home to Thenford. As I’d promised my mother, I attended Queens' College at Cambridge (how I got in without credentials from Eton I’ll never know – Headmistress McGonagall must have worked magic because I merely sat for the interview and was accepted) and read History and Business Administration where I later received a Masters Degree. Just prior to graduation I was recruited by the British Government to help develop the Health Protection Agency. It was awkward, living in the Muggle world after being trained up as a wizard, working with and dating Muggles (that I had to refrain from using my magic in front of - let me tell you how awkward that is after years of having it there to do with as I please) and though sometimes I've wondered whether, if I had it all to do over again, I would have made the same choices about training in the magical world. If I'd known that I was going from wealth and superiority to being looked at as though I was filthy by those who should have been my equals, would I have done it? But then I remember the incredible blessing this is and feel grateful that I decided to stick it out.
Finch's Puppet Master is Jessica (jandjsalmon)