Kasper Theodore Wilkes

Kasper is far form the boy next door,but he likes to keep his looks up to say so. A good first impression can get you anywhere, he has learned all the tricks to get people to do what he needs them to. Good looks, a sly tongue and a flash of a smile. That will pretty much get you anything. If that doesn't work there is always money.

Kasper might keep plenty of company but he doesn’t tend to actually like anyone. People are more like knick knacks. Some are prettier than other, some are more useful. Each person has a place on a shelf in his life. The higher up the more preciousness and valuable. Being high up isn't always the best place to be in Kasper's circle.

Friends are nice. He will treat them well sharing his perks with them. Mostly they are people to party with. His friends are more like an entourage. They fallow tell him everything he needs to hear and then revel in the perks of being around him. That being parties. All the alcohol and drugs, nothing but the best that money can by. He will partake but only enough to feel good and keep the smile on his face. Never enough to loose himself. Kasper needs to know what is going on at all times. He needs control.

Not only is he a control freak Kas is very possessive. That is never more true than with relationships. Mostly he will play with people, one night here or there. There have been few that last past a week. Those that do suffer from his attention. His girls deal with the deep insecurity. Kas is abusive. He fallows sweet kisses with bruises. If a girl looks at another man he yells. It goes from emotional to physical. Kas wants to be remembered be it good or bad. If someone wants to get out without his say he will make sure to leave scars both in mind and on the body.

Being the second born was annoying. At first it wasn’t too bad when he was a child and didn’t know any better. Eventually all the over shadowing by his older brother was slowly starting to take it’s toal. Jasper was the one who set the bar high.

Kasper was in his own right a very talented young man, his mind didn’t lay as much in academics as his brother dears but Kasper learned how to get what he needed. As he grew up Kasper figured out how to amass all the attention he needed. His charm was probably what tipped the scales in Gryffindor’s favor. He had good enough grades and enough sense to make high marks and not skip out on doing his work. With all those friends Kas also learned how appealing the nightlife was. That was when all the sinners came out to play and he defiantly liked the idea of that. Drugs and alcohol became his friend and means to pull more people in. Kasper, as much as he faked loving his family, was determined to build his own empire.

His father was ailing and he would just stand next his bed looking down. There was no sadness. Not even hatred. Death was staring him in the face in the form of a husk of his father and Kasper felt nothing. Kasper was too busy with his own life. That life included tossing around his families money and reviling in the night life he was getting all too accustomed too. One night he found the woman he wanted by his side. He had big plans and he needed a queen by his side. Sadly for Sabine she would be treated far from a queen.

It was three months of a dark dangerous relationship. They would drink and get high. She seemed to take on his life style like a fish to water. Getting closer to him turned out to be dangerous for the girl. Kasper got possessive. Possessive lead to abusive. She would look at another man and he would feel rage and jealousy bubble up in him. At first it was just yelling. Quickly that would escalate and eh was beating her. She went back to France and there was no trust. Howlers were sent accusing her of being unfaithful calling her every name in the book. She broke it off, he broke her body.

Sense then Kasper had only gotten better at his craft. He is the man to know when it comes to the connection to the underground at Hogwarts. Kas leave silly things like weed to others. Instead he has the hard drugs. Kasper is known for caring around a small bag of sugar cubes that keep him kind through the day.

Sabine wasn’t the last to be left in his wake, but she was the first. He continued on with his path. His father got worse, and his brother was taking more charge. As annoying as it was Kasper will never lead on that he is tired of living in his brother’s shadow.