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hl_lives Reid Avery Chambers was born the only child of Beckett, a Muggle, and Sienna, a Pureblooded witch. His parents' story was one pulled straight from a fairy tale - love at first sight, disapproving families, secret elopements and taking off together in the middle of the night. Reid was raised in a strange hybrid environment - his mother told him all about the legends of wizards and witches past, always willing to amuse him with snow clouds in his bedroom, or a quick charm cast on his toys to facilitate the imaginative scenarios he made up for them; his father taught him about non-magical mechanics, engines and clock mechanisms and electrical circuits, and all the things that made the world go 'round with science rather than magic.
Reid was 10 years old when Sienna became ill. Neither science nor magic could help. Less than three months after the initial diagnosis, and suddenly his mother was gone.
Thankfully his father was a strong man, a stubborn man, and if there was anything in the world he had ever loved more profoundly and purely than his wife, it was his son.
The day eleven-year-old Reid left for Hogwarts wasn't an easy one. But then, as he sat alone in his compartment, watching his father's waving figure shrinking in the distance, Skylar Fawcett walked in. And they had been inseparable ever since, outsiders brought in and raised up through pure force of will and strength of character.
Both were sorted into Ravenclaw. Both excelled in their classes, both made the Quidditch team, both eventually wound up following Potter and his gang into his weekly retreats into the Room of Requirements, sharpening their already sharp skills and setting their alliances in stone as the wizarding world grew more and more tumultuous. Hogwarts became a home, Skylar became his family (she easily managed to charm his father within minutes of their first meeting). Friendships flickered, love affairs flared, gossip ran amuck (almost always with his and Skylar's encouragement), and the War came and went.
Though he had, in a way, always known where he stood as far as his more intimate feelings went, Reid only properly acknowledged and admitted them (Skylar, of course, was the first to hear it first hand) during his fourth year. The announcement to his father, which came soon after, was no surprise to his dear ol' dad, who simply responded with a shake of his head, a laugh, an 'about time', and a ruffle of his son's hair before he sent him back to work on the over-the-holiday essay he was meant to be working on. He had a handful of flings and a castle-full of crushes over the remainder of his schooling years, though nothing ever got serious enough to be called a relationship.
But eventually he and Skylar both graduated, got a flat together, got jobs, got a better flat together. Reid worked his way through a series of dead-end jobs, usually getting himself fired ('insubordination', the termination forms usually called it - he preferred to call it 'refusing to take shit'; Skylar called it 'blatant sass') before he actually reached that so-called dead end. It was by pure accident that he ended up running into Daphne Greengrass at a time when she was desperate for some good bookkeeping skills and an extra pair of hands to keep her branch of the business organized and running smoothly. For once, it seemed like his sass and sarcasm found itself in an environment where it was actually welcome
He now spends most of his free time trailing and hoarding gossip for Skylar's column, ogling the local lookers, and being his usual spazzy, lovable lush self.