POTTER, harry j.

[Harry Potter]

{HAROLD JAMES POTTER}

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Can I get an introduction please?

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FULL NAME ;; Harold James Potter
NICKNAMES ;; Harry, Potter, whatever insult Malfoy feels like calling him that day
AGE ;; 15
GENDER ;; Male
ETHNICITY ;; Caucasian, English
BLOOD TYPE ;; Half-blood
CANON OR ORIGINAL ;; Canon (but no additional cookies required ♥)
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They say APPEARANCE is everything

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PLAYED BY ;; Daniel Radcliffe
HAIR ;; Black, and completely untameable thus far except by his mother.
EYES ;; Bright green, like his mother's
HEIGHT ;; 178 cm / 5' 10" - assuming he takes after his father in height, he's due for a few more inches eventually but isn't quite there yet
WEIGHT ;; 11.4 stones / 160 lbs
BODY TYPE ;; Tall and relatively lean, but solid; not having spent his childhood malnourished and stuffed in a cupboard, he's filled out healthily, having a slightly broader build than his lanky father. He also has a dorky, devil-may-care grin, but that's neither here nor there...
CLOTHING STYLE ;; Whatever he has to wear. Unless he's trying to show off, he doesn't care about clothing. Of course, his father's still rather proud and his mother's quite womanly so he's got a nice wardrobe to choose from, but left to his own devices... he'd likely be in jeans and a tee anytime he's not sleeping (in which case he'd be naked at home or in black PJs at school; roommates, after all).
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But your PERSONALITY is who you are

OVERVIEW ;;

[/i] it. Of course he's going to root for Slytherins in games and for house points, and of course he's going to be loyal to his fellow snakes in the face of other houses, and of course he's confident about himself and who he is and what he can do.

But on the other hand, he doesn't like most of the aforementioned fellow snakes, and this has caused him endless grief growing up at Hogwarts. Even when he gets along with some of their personalities, he disagrees with their beliefs. He's vehemently anti-Death Eater and pureblood supremacy. He's got strong morals and obviously has no problem with Muggles, considering he's a half-blood himself and loves his mother dearly. While he'll cut corners and skip out on rules himself, he doesn't like unfairness where it really matters, and won't stand down on those beliefs. Thus, he's gotten himself into fights with both Slytherins and Gryffindors - but conversely, he also has friends in both houses as well.

On a casual day-to-day basis when he's not focusing on the civil war going on inside of him, Harry is pretty relaxed. Confident but casual, brave but unyielding, he's loyal to his friends so long as they're loyal to him and takes their opinions into consideration but the rule of thumb is always that Harry's going to do what Harry's going to do. He spends a lot of time exploring the school on his own, sneaking about beneath his father's cloak. He likes to joke around with and tease his friends, and especially loves dragging Hermione out to do things that mortify her - like clubbing or flying - in exchange for study sessions. The truth is, he hates clubbing, too, but it's worth it just for her sheer discomfort. In general, however, their father's "prankster" genes all went to Ariana and he tends to be more lighthearted but relatively serious like their mother.[/ul]
LIKES ;;

• Exploring.
  
• Treacle tart.
  
• Pumpkin juice.
  
• Flaunting Muggle stuff to Slytherins.
  
• Being proven right after people doubt him.
  
• Flying. He's a natural whiz on a broom, sometimes more comfortable in the air than on land, and it's his greatest skill along with DADA.
  
• Coffee. None of that watered down Americano shit; just good, plain, strong, black coffee. (...Maybe, maybe, with heaping spoonfuls of sugar. But you didn't see that!)
  
• The Invisibility Cloak he inherited from his father, which he keeps in a mokeskin bag charmed only to him so that nobody else - not his sister, not his housemates - can get to it.
  
• His friends - or the ones that remained. Their families, too; he has no trouble making himself at home at their places, showing up with a gift basket and a cheeky grin and settling immediately onto their couch.

DISLIKES ;;

• Being pestered by his bratty baby sister.
  
• Being forced to spend with his bratty baby sister.
  
• Any bastard who might hurt his bratty baby sister.
  
• Malfoy strutting around like he owns the dungeons.
  
• Being ordered around by someone he doesn't respect.
  
• Tea. It tastes like slightly flavoured, and usually bitter, water.
  
• The longstanding tension he has with his father and godfather.
  
• Being treated as evil because of his house. If someone doesn't like his personality, fine, but don't judge him based on his robes.
  
• Dancing. He learned to dance formally from his mother, and he gets the gist of the more casual flailing his cohorts do, but he finds it awkward and stupid.
  
• Wasting time in boring lessons. He's not the sort who can buckle down and study what needs to be studied, and Hermione has to drag him kicking and screaming to the library come exam time.
  
• Severus Snape. He's mostly heard horror stories about him from his father and godfather, and knows that he called his mother a Mudblood before going off to join Death Eaters. That marks him as rotten scum in Harry's book.
  
• People gossiping that he's dating Hermione. Sure, he spends a good deal of time with her, and yeah, he likes to tease her and make her do things she doesn't really want to do, but it's all in good fun. She makes him study; he makes her have a life.
  
• Dentists. He's never been to one but he's heard stories from his mother about how all Muggle children fear dentists. It put him off meeting Hermione's folks for a couple of summers, before realising that despite their sadistic professions, they were very nice people.

STRENGTHS ;;

• Confidence
  
• Determination
  
• Defense Against the Dark Arts
  
• Obsessing. The boy can fixate like no other.
  
• Strong magical power; he still gets occasional bursts of uncontrolled magic when he's worked up
  
• Quidditch - although he'd be a naturally brilliant Seeker without the need to cheat to prove it, he stubbornly sticks to playing Chaser like his dad. Initially, it was an attempt to reconcile some of the tension that started up between them after he was sorted into Slytherin and refused to act like that was a bad thing, but now it's out of sheer stubbornness that he sticks to the position, even if the rest of the team drives him sort of batty with their disregard for the rules. He's still good at it, but really, he'd almost rather just fly than be a Chaser.

FLAWS ;;

• Pride
  
• Stubbornness. He's never willing to quit, even when he sometimes should.
  
• Has no patience for delicate magic. He's the blast-it-until-it's-dust sort of bloke.
  
• Can't be bothered to pay attention in classes that bore him - esp. Potions and History
  
• He doesn't handle being ordered around very well. Asked politely, sure, but ordered? Especially if he doesn't like you? Go to hell.

HABITS ;;

• He messes with his hair when stressed, confused or agitated, making it stick up even worse than it normally does.
  
• He has a bit of an oral fixation, tending to chew on anything from a pen or pencil (they're so much more practical than quills, and he doesn't care if Slytherins give him evil looks for using the Muggle devices) to sweets to his lower lip.
  
• Asking Hermione dumb, obvious questions just to make her go off on a neurotic tirade - especially when he wants to derail her from a topic.
  
• Flying. It's his go-to when he's happy, angry, worried, bored or stressed. If you can't find Harry with one of his friends or in the dungeons, he is likely in the sky.
  
• If he's not with his friends or in the dungeons or in the sky, he's under his Invisibility Cloak and you're probably not going to find him.

AMBITIONS ;;

• He intends to work in the Ministry of Magic, locking up evil wizards (and witches). While part of him thinks it would be cool to become Head Auror one day, another part of him pessimistically thinks that would mean less fighting and more paperwork, and being chained to a desk is not his idea of a good career.
  
• Become an Animagus like his father. Unlike his father, he plans to go about it the proper way and be registered from the beginning.

FEARS ;;

• Being rejected by his family should they find out his sexuality. While part of him knows this is ridiculous and his mother, at least, would never reject him, he's been around Slytherins so long now - Slytherins who care very, very much about appearance, heirs, and the opinions of their conservative families - that he can't help but doubt.
  
• The obvious - anything terrible happening to his family. His baby sister is by herself in Gryffindor, his parents are both Order members, and no matter what others think, he's sure there will be a war at some point - especially with the "Chosen One" attending their school.

SECRETS ;;

• While he'll vocally support his house against anybody who voices opposition toward Slytherin, a part of him is ashamed of it and he wishes he'd been put into Gryffindor. His life certainly would have been easier that way. Both of his parents and his bratty little sister were all Gryffindors, and his Sorting has definitely made things awkward between his father and himself - and his godfather and himself.
  
• His sexuality is his other jealously guarded secret. He's only ever dated girls (chiefly Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, considering things can be a wee bit tense with the snakes and lions) and intends to keep it that way for as long as possible, but the truth is, curves and softness just don't catch his eye unless he actively tries to look for them. Long, slender limbs on a lithe, lean form, on the other hand...
  
• While his brain knows that Malfoy is an irritating, cocky git who will probably take after his irritating, cocky father and follow You-Know-Who when the war inevitably hits, his hormones only see long, lean legs and soft, pale hair and smooth, perfect skin and feel very different about the blond. However, he's adamantly convinced it's not a crush, of course not - he's just got eyes, that's all, and anyone with eyes can see the prat's gorgeous. That doesn't make his personality and cocky swagger any easier to stomach. Does he have any idea how stupid it looked for an eleven year old to swagger? Really? Sure, the attempt was cute - cute enough to stick around in Harry's obsessive brain - but certainly didn't carry the same finesse as an adult doing it.

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And you can't leave your HISTORY in the past

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FATHER ;; James Potter, 35, Order Member
MOTHER ;; Lily Potter, 35, Order Member. If you can't tell by now, Harry may look up to his father, but he's really more of a mama's boy.
SIBLINGS ;; Ariana Lily Potter, age 14, fourth year Gryffindor
HOMETOWN ;; Godric's Hallow
BIRTHDATE ;; 31 July
HISTORY ;;

[/i]; it was perfectly normal. His father had always taught him to be proud and sure of himself and his mother had always taught him to be loving and loyal.

When he was just shy of five, he attended the birthday party of a boy he was acquainted with... a boy with the palest, prettiest, and softest hair he'd ever seen. Unable to resist the lure of such gleaming locks in stark contrast to his own raven bird's nest, he reached out and - because children can rarely be called gentle or graceful - gave it a good, solid yank.

This event would mark a decade of rivalry with Draco Lucius Malfoy.

At age eleven, he went on to Hogwarts, as wizarding children do. On the train, he met a bossy, frizz-headed, nosy young Muggle-born witch named Hermione Granger, who was a first year like him. The very know-it-all attitude that was so off-putting to the other children entertained him greatly, and he befriended her immediately, knowing she would likely come in handy later. It would be a mutually beneficial relationship: he would be friends with her and stick up for her when kids would inevitably make fun of the obvious swot, and she would provide him with both educational assistance (read: notes) and amusement. Of course, their friendship would grow to have more dimensions than that, but his initial assessment was what it was.

At the Hogwarts feast, his happy childhood came to an abrupt end. He assumed he would be sorted into Gryffindor like his parents. In fact, he was so certain of this that he barely listened to the hat analysing him... and when it called out "SLYTHERIN!" he was quite convinced he was hearing things. But no, the Sorting was what it was, and as he looked out at the sea of faces and sought the ones he knew from childhood, he could see his shock and horror mirrored in their eyes. Slytherins were evil, rotten cheaters; everyone knew that. Even if the Hat called Slytherins cunning and goal-oriented and even, in its own way, loyal... it was just being nice. So what did that make him?

Neither evil nor a cheater. There was no turning back, and Harry would have to live out his next seven years as a Slytherin. Stubborn pride, however, had always been a trait of his, and he refused to let it visibly get him down. He would learn to mingle with Slytherins and live side by side with them and even become friends with some of them - the neutral ones who were sorted into Slytherin for their drive or cunning rather than their families' affiliations with murderous Dark Lords, and could stomach his own half-blood status - but he refused to budge an inch in his beliefs in the things that really mattered. For instance, he refused to give up his newfound friendship with Hermione, or his much older friendship with the Weasley kids. He refused to turn his back on his mother or even his obnoxious little sister (that one was tempting).

After his first year, he got tired of his glasses being in his way. Knowing they'd only be more in his way if he went on to play Quidditch as a second year - which he fully intended to do - he wheedled and pleaded and reasoned with his parents to let him get the operation at St. Mungo's to fix his vision. They ended up relenting after consulting with a doctor, who stated that Harry's vision was, in fact, quite shockingly abysmal for his age and would only get worse as he grew older. The operation wouldn't necessarily fix his vision forever, but he'd still likely have a good few decades before needing glasses again - and this would keep him from needing bifocals before he was even old enough to Apparate. Thus, he went in for the minor, uninvasive operation the morning before his birthday and was out by noon. It took him a few months to get used to being able to see without groping for his frames, but it's been a blissful change.[/ul]
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without an EDUCATION where would you be

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HOUSE ;; Slytherin
YEAR ;; Fifth
WAND ;; 10", Blackthorn, unicorn hair
BEST SUBJECT ;; Defense Against the Dark Arts... and does Quidditch count? No? It should.
WORST SUBJECT ;; History of Magic, Potions
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Take a look BEHIND THE CHARACTER and what do you see

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YOUR NAME ;; Rue
AGE ;; 26
EXPERIENCE ;; 3 years on forums
HOW DID YOU FIND US ;; Carrie
RP SAMPLE ;;

It was always interesting what one could see when they kept their eyes open and mouth shut. Being invisible didn't hurt, either.

From his perch in one of the window alcoves of the castle, Harry gazed at the students scurrying by obliviously on their way from dinner. This was his favourite time to watch the denizens of the school go about their business: when they were relaxed away from classes, led by hunger or friendship. Alternatively, the avoidant ones who shied away from the dreaded, noisy, chaotic crowds, arriving early to nab an antisocial seat or late to spend as little time in the Great Hall as possible.

Hermione, for instance. Hermione often walked to dinner alone, whether it was because she didn't precisely chit-chat with very many of their peers or whether it was the giant book her nose would inevitably be stuck in being off-putting to other fifteen year olds who couldn't understand why someone would favour books over bread. It was impressive how she could weave around other kids, even ones short enough that she logically shouldn't be able to even see that they were there.

Unless they were coming from separate plans, quiet little Longbottom, firecracker Finnigan and the wonky Loony Lovegood generally went to dinner together, despite parting ways at the door to their separate tables. He thought he recalled her sometimes joining them at Gryffindor instead, but he didn't generally pay much attention to the other houses. (Healthy 15 year old boys given a table full of food were going to focus on the feast, after all.) Longbottom was an enigma himself; how that nerdy, insecure kid could have defeated the Dark Lord as a baby was strange as it was, but the idea of leaving the fate of the wizarding world to him worried Harry. For one thing, he was just a kid, and such an awkward one at that. For another... really? What was he going to accomplish? What had he even tried to accomplish? If it had been Harry, he'd be seeking revenge for his parents from day one. He'd stop at nothing to purge the world of an evil Dark wizard, and he'd be preparing himself for that eventual battle... but some people were content to remain in their own little worlds, it seemed.

And Malfoy... there was always Malfoy. Malfoy, with his entourage of minions, who still sometimes struck out alone. These were the moments Harry liked most: when Malfoy wasn't flocked by brainlessly devoted Slytherins, strutting smugly down the hall. When he could just watch him quietly and try to figure out what was ever going on in his housemate's pale, pointy little head.

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[Lakin!]

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