Francis is the first son of Newton and Porpentina Scamander, born to the quite known couple at noon 1971-03-01.
To the surprise of both parents, the boy turned out to be born with dark red hair and brown-golden eyes.
His dad picked the name in honour and remembrance of Frank the Thunderbird he once saved and later released in New York and he usually calls him 'Franky' or even 'Frank Junior'.
Growing up as Newt Scamanders son was both difficult and amazing. From young age, he was included in his father's day-to-day caring of his latest magical beasts, which is hard and sometimes even dangerous work (if you are tired and/or absentmindedly) - but an immensely rewarding and fascinating one at the same time.
Having been born with a talent for mishaps, his mother made sure to teach him the Reparo spell before he was even 10. A very clever decision as it severely reduced the number of lasting accidents Franky produced. Francis didn't relented his pleadings until Newt taught him the light spell. Now he could read at night all by himself! Better yet: he could sneak into the habitats of his favourite beasts at night to watch watch their night time behaviour. Sometimes, he would hide from some house chores by vanishing into the wide-ranging habitats, hiding himself behind the eruptodons large frames whenever one of his parents were looking for him.
Finally, this year, the long awaited Hogwarts letter arrived. With the war over and Albums Dumbledore as head Master, Tina did agree to sent Francis to Hogwarts instead of her old school: Ilvermorny.
Of course, everything came other than expected. Francis' ten years older sister (Irene) was expecting her first child... and of course it decided to arrive late, or more exactly: just late enough so that his birthday would be on the very day Francis ought to be riding the Hogwarts Express. So instead of getting to know his future class mates, eating sweets and changing into his Hogwarts uniform, he was nervously waiting with his parents, listening to the occasional pained scream of his sister. Finally, after a waaaaay to long time, they heard the screaming of a child and soon, Garrick (the husband of his sister) would come out of the room with his nephew on the arm! How small the boy was! Francis was sure that he was never that small! Newt was practically glowing with pride, nearly as much as Garrick. Tina asked what the boy's name was and - through the open door - Irene yelled: "He's called Rolf. And if you don't bring him here in the next few seconds, I am going to hex everyone of you!"
In the end, Francis and his parents spent another couple of hours with the new family before heading home.
"Dad, how do I get to Hogwarts now? I missed the train and it is dark already!" Francis was nervous. Would he miss his chance to go to Hogwarts this year just because little Rolf came late?!
"Oh..."
Could you believe him?!!
Before either of the two could say anything, Tina, rolling her eyes, chimed in.
"I will bring you there tomorrow. We can apparate and ..."
"... You can't apparate in or around Hogwarts." Newt interrupted. "I'll write Dumbledore. What do you say, Francis, do you want to fly Silverwing with me?" Silverwing was one of Newts Hippogryphs.
"Yes!" shouted Francis.
"No!" shouted his mum. "You will be seen! What if he falls off?!"
Newt looking sad.
"Dumbledore is a great wizard. He will have a less obvious solution, right?" Tina added.
And he did.
He lifted the blocking magic for a short time, letting Newt side-by-side apparate with Francis early the next morning near the great gate. They were already awaited by Professor McGonagall and after saying goodbye to his father, the stern professor left him up into the office of the head master.
There he finally would take on the speaking hat.
