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GunnerValentine is a 23 year old (DOB: April 16, 1995) muggle-born wizard living in Streets of Muggle Cincinnati. He wields a 14" Rowan, Leprechaun Hair wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat. His favorite Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and his favorite Harry Potter character is Tom Riddle.

About Me
Gunner was given to an orphanage at 3 years old, and doesn't remember his parents. He never got along well with the other orphans, and fought often. Many times, these fights concluded in odd results. Once after snapping and yelling at a boy who took some money, the boy flew up and smacked against the ceiling, breaking his jaw. Another time, A girl who claimed to be in love with Gunner betrayed him by using him to get a case of beer, then went with his then best friend to the orphanage dance. In the aftermath of Gunner's confrontation with the girl, the Orphanage mysteriously burned down, leaving Gunner living on the streets. His fights continued, and the results grew more and more erratic as Gunner became increasingly unstable. The Ministry of Magic finally noticed the Anomaly of Magical activity in America, and Gunner was taken to Hogwarts to get his power under control whether he liked it or not. Oddly, Gunner is adamant that all the strange occurrences are coincidence, and that he has no magical power. Still, he remains stuck in Hogwarts for now...

Look at me now
I've got everything a boy could ever need
But I'm not like other kids no
I'm not like all those spoiled ones
Sleeping quiet in their rooms
Just look at this wand I hold
It represents greatness, or so I'm told

But to me it's a possession
And I don't want a possession

Last night I couldn't sleep to save my life
So I opened up the medicine cabinet
And downed what I could reach
And today I woke up


When I was 3 years old one night
My mom's boyfriend came around
And I heard him drinking and laughing
And the cold hard slap of the floor
As my mother hit the ground
When I came out the next day
Most of our stuff had been taken away

Possessions make you a target
And I don't want to be a target

So I'll take this and dissolve it to a vapor
Open up my pores and take this
Thing inside my body
And if you ever want it


You gotta drag me dead behind you