I am a 7th year.
Hey! My name is Christopher, but you can call me Chris. I'm cooler than you because I am in Slytherin house. I am currently 17 years old, but don't let that fool you, I am really mature for my age. I was born on March 5, so you better buy me presents.  Also, I am a pureblood, and I'm damn proud. Oh and I'm from London, England and  I really loved it there.
I wield an 11 inch, birch wand.

I’ve spent the majority of my life learning how to play Quidditch in the gardens, so I highly recommend you steer clear of challenging me to a game. My father has always been a real hard ass when comes to the game, and I take after him quite a bit, you know? When I was about eight, I fell off my broom and took a pretty big blow to the head. I think it actually straightened out a few things. When I was ten I took a spill off the roof trying to do this awesome move where I would use one of the goal posts as a launch pad to save the quaffle, since my broom wasn’t fast enough for my likings. I’m just grateful mending bones isn’t all that tedious, you know?

Anyway, my history other than my bumps and bruises is pretty normal. I was born, I grew up, and here I am. If you need more than that then you should try and get to know me. Otherwise, sorry ‘bout your luck.

My goal is to become a famous keeper. Of course, I would make one hell of a chaser.  Dad wants me to join up with Puddlemere United, but I want to strike out on my own, you know? Make a name for myself and be individual and stuff.

My family consists of:
Oliver Wood, my dad, the best damn Gryffindor captain ever.
Katie Bell, my mum, also a Quidditch legend for the Gryffindors.
---- ----,  my brother. He’s a Gryffindor, so we are rivals on the field.

I really like:
- Quidditch – Honestly though, who doesn’t, you know?
- The News – I might be a reporter someday if my Quidditch falls through. HA!
- Muggleborns – I don’t know why, but they are so interesting.
- Potions – Always a strong point. I’m good at making things work well together.
- People – People are just interesting, you know?

I really hate:
- Softies – Grow a backbone.
- Know it alls – Everyone has a weakness, so stop acting like you don’t.
- Sweets
- Quitters
- Losing

Ahh, those evil little boggarts. Mine turned into a Hungarian Horntail. It was horrible, so I turned it into a cockroach in tap shoes.

I'm really good at:
- Quidditch – A am the Captain and Keeper  of our team.
- Making Friends
- Writing
- Potions
-Organizing teams

I'm not that great at:
- Subtlety
- Charms
- Being quiet
- Knowing when to stop
- Studying

Oh, that's dirty. Well, I really get turned on by a girl who knows about her Quidditch. I won’t lie, if I could that would be all I ever talked about. Fans aren’t my thing though, so girls who go goo around me aren’t worth my time.

This one time, I had to fight off a bunch of dementors. I thought of when my dad bought me my first broom, and conjured up a patronus. Apparently my patronus takes the form of a fox.