Name: Demitri Daratrazanoff

Birthplace: St. Petersburg, Russia

Eye color: Dark, peerless blue, with an odd stary white twinkle

Hair: Medium lengthed blonde hair, usually kept well groomed and out of his eyes.

Height and weight: He stands about 6'2 and weighs just over 200 lbs

Family/relations: Only Child. Both parents deceased

A short history: Soon after his birth, his family sooned moved to Moscow, in hopes of starting new, hoping to make it big and become rich. Much to his fathers dreams, it was much more difficult then it seemed. His father soon found himself in debt with the KGB. His mother soon convinced them to move back to St Petersburg, but Demitri's fathers past soon caught up with him.

On a dark and stormy night, Demitri, at the age of 10, laid half asleep in his room, listening to the faint sounds of conversation coming from the room next to his. It was his father and mother, they talked about meaningless stuff really, how there day went and the likes. But soon there was a knock on the door, Demitri's father went to answer, the next thing Demitri could hear was a gunshot and his mother crying, followed by another gunshot. Frightened Demitri slipped under his bed, until he heard to men speak. "Don't they have a son?" one asked, the reply to his question was yes. Demitri's eyes were stark wide as he heard the footsteps creeking towards his door, he did the only thing he knew to do. Rolling quickly out from under his bed, he lept out the window, luckly there home was only one story, and fled, never to return.

Upon traveling the streets of St Petersburg for nearly a year, he recieved a message for him to come to Hogwarts, he reluctantly accepted.

Personality: Contrary to his good looks, Demitri is a quite shy, his past haunts him, he tends not to speak much, as in almost utter fear of strangers. Although those who do get him to talk find that he is quite intelligent and oftens likes to help those who earn his trust, though it is not easy.

Current Year: 4th