Post by JAMES GREGORY POTTER on Jan 10, 2012 17:48:34 GMT -5
JAMES • GREGORY • POTTER
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NICKNAMES:Prongs
GENDER: Male
AGE/D.O.B: 17 // March 27th 1960
WAND: Mahogany 11” Dragon heartstring, pliable
HOUSE/YEAR: Gryffindor // 7th year
OCCUPATION: n/a
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
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HAIR: James has very untidy black hair that sticks up all over the place. Even if he wanted to get it to stay down the mess would not corporate easily.
EYES: James has almond shaped eyes, hazel in color. He wears thin round black framed glasses.
BODY AND HEIGHT: James is 6’0” weighing in at 160. He doesn’t have much muscle build, just what he gets from playing on the house Quidditch team.
DISTINCT MARKINGS: None.
CLOTHING/STYLE: James is usually wearing his school robes but when not around professors he loosens his tie and un-tucks his shirt giving him an equally untidy appearance to match his hair. He is rarely out of his school robes except for when wearing his Quidditch uniform. When he is in regular clothing he wears a pair of worn jeans with some basic colored shirts.
ANYTHING ELSE: James only likes to make himself appear neat around Lily.
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-the Marauders
-Playing pranks now and then
-Lily Evans, been chasing her around for the past couple years
-Picking on Severus
-Quidditch
-Defense Against the Dark Arts, actually practicing the magic
-Flying
-His family
-Showing off
-Proving his skills
-Dumbledore
-Duelling
DISLIKES:
-the dark arts
-Severus Snape
-Practically all Slytherins
-Being rejected by Lily (though the chase is still fun at times)
-Betrayers
-Liars
-Being told what to do
STRENGTHS:
-Clever
-Loyal
-Outgoing
WEAKNESSES:
-His arrogance and big head.
-Lily Evans
-Getting the opportunity to hex or pick on Snape
PRIORITIES:
- His friends
- Lily Evans (though he may try and deny this to his friends mocking)
-Getting out of Hogwarts, becoming an Auror or a professional Quidditch Player
BOGGART: Seeing his friends dead. James fears losing Sirius, Remus and Peter.
ERISED: To share his life with Lily. His crush on her has started to turn into more thanjust that. He just has to prove himself her. James doesn’t want to be without this incredibly talented witch.
VERITASERUM: Animagus
PATRONUS: Stag, when James got his letter to Hogwarts.
PENSIEVE: There was a moment when James was younger when he thought he might lose his mom due to an illness, and now that it’s back James fears losing her.
PERSONALITY OVERVIEW: James may be a slacker at times and has been notorious for picking on other students but he is still brilliant. He has common sense (whether he chooses to use it is the question) and when he applies himself he is actually very good at school and talented in his magic. He just chooses to not always show his studious side to professors or his friends. James has been trouble since his first day at Hogwarts. Old habits diehard and he still gets into trouble and gets a kick out of hexing people namely Snape. Snape is his favorite person to pick on though he tries not to bully him too much anymore because of Lily Evans. He doesn’t go looking for trouble as much as he did when he first started at Hogwarts. It seems to find him now.
James knows he is talented and brilliant and has no problem letting someone know it. He often thinks he is better than most though he has tried to break this trait of his knowing that Lily seems turned off by it. This is his fatal flaw. He likes to showoff and has been told he struts about with an ego the size of a dragon’s egg. James gets a thrill out of the attention and loves it when it’s Quidditch season because all eyes are on him. James is not shy in the least. He’ll be the first to volunteer for something, so long as he is the center of attention. He’ll stand up for what he believes in and stick to it 100%. There is no backing down when it comes to a challenge. James isn’t afraid to speak his mind and this causes trouble more often than not. He will not be found sitting in the background and in this respect he is very brave. James is a true Gryffindor through and through.
Despite many of James’ flaws he is a guy you can seriously trust. It doesn’t seem like he would be the one to count on seeing as how he has a knack for getting into trouble (and causing most of it) but James is very loyal to his friends and would anything for them. Loyalty is very important to James and trust is something that he values highly. He would easily give his life for Sirius, Lupin or Peter. Hell, if Lily needed saving James would probably lay his life down for her too. He is an overall good person and doesn’t mess with the dark arts at all. He can be a bit of prat but James has been trying to break these habits and mature in order to impress Lily. When James gets angry he tends to do stupid things like seek out Snape to pick on or just rushes into something else without thinking. James is fairly even tempered but has his moments when he can lose it.
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MOTHER: Dorea Black (ill )
SIBLINGS: None.
OTHER FAMILY: He considers Sirius like a brother, he is also his cousin once removed.
SOCIO-ECONOMIC STATUS: Not extremely rich but very very well off.
HISTORY OVERVIEW: James Gregory Potter was born March 27th 1960 to Charlus and Dorea Potter. His parents were both older when they had James and it is the reason they only had one child. Growing up in a wealthy family as an only child inevitability meant that James was pampered and doted upon by his parents. He caused him to become arrogant proud and boastful. They gave him basically everything he could ask for, within reason of course.
In 1971 James was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This was the single best day of his life because he dreamed of becoming a great wizard like his father. On the train to Hogwarts James met another kid his age named Sirius Black. James liked Sirius from the start, finding a lot in common personality wise with him. He was sorted into Gryffindor house like his father and James couldn’t have been a more proud Gryffindor. There he met Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. James became fast friends with the three and together they became the Marauders. During their second year, James learned about Remus being a werewolf and in order to accompany their friend during this rough time, they all decided to learn to become Animagi. During the full moon they would be able to continue to hang with Remus. It took them three years to learn so they wouldn’t leave Remus alone. James finally accomplished transforming into a stag during his fifth year. It was for this form that earned him the title Prongs. He is an unregistered animagi and so it is kept secret from the rest of the student body save the Marauders.
Over the years at Hogwarts, James steadily matured and changed some of his ways. Once a straight prankster set on making Severus Snape’s life miserable, he has grown out of such childish things. Well, not completely. James still loves a good prank and picking on Snape is still good for a laugh. After meeting Lily Evans seeing how unimpressed she was with his joking nature he decided to try and change for her. James fell practically head over heels for Lily and enjoys chasing after her even if she denies him. It’s his new favorite game. He’s still arrogant but not as obnoxious as he was during his early years at Hogwarts. Lily though has captured his heart and James just wants a chance to be with her.
Recently, Sirius has started living with James and his family over the summer and during the holidays when Sirius ran away from home. His parents have been extremely nice to allow Sirius to stay, but just recently his mother has become ill and James is worried for her health. He tries not to let it bother him or show that it bothers him. In his seventh and current year James is still up to no good around Hogwarts with the Maruaders, because really some things never change.
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YOURAGE: 23 (*feels old*)
YOURTIMEZONE: Eastern Standard baby!
YOUREXPERIENCE: going about 10, 11 years I think?
YOUROTHERCHARS: none…yet.. DON’T TEMPT ME!
YOURSAMPLE: (as Nathaniel Ryder, son of Hephaestus.)
His face still dripped with blood from the cut o his lower cheek. It wasn’t deep but left unattended the wound was left to heal by the air. With each tiny breeze Nathan’s face stung but the pain wasn’t so bad and he could ignore it for the most part. His back felt a little wet, his shirt stuck to him on one side and there was a shooting pain running up and down. No doubt he had scratched his back tumbling like a Slinky over the log and down the incline. At the thought Nathan went over the Slinky song in his head and wondered why his mother never bought him one. He would have loved to figure out how it worked.
Thanks Gods for his attention deficit of his ADHD. Otherwise laying on the forest ground would have been dull. Nathan’s mind ventured into now wondering how many leaves were on a single tree. Had anyone ever really had the patience to sit and count them all? He wouldn’t and it was not a task for him. Nathan was curious though he just wanted the numbers. Nathan remained still only flinching slightly when a girl’s voice rang out around him. Someone was here to witness his embarrassing moment. Wasn’t that just how things always worked?
He didn’t bother to lift his head as the girl, blonde with vibrant crystal eyes, leaned over him. Her eyes looked like the lake when the sun shone on it in midday. Not that early morning or late afternoon glow but that smack dab in the middle of the day shine. And like anyone who would be so lucky to happen upon Nathan in this state they asked the million drachma question. Nathan took in a deep breath his eyes looking anywhere but the girl’s face.
“Oh, me? Yeah I’m—I’m fine. I just figured I’d take a break from my life as a super hero and lay on the forest floor. No harm no foul.” he spoke dully without any real enthusiasm. It was very similar to the Disney character Eeyore the stuffed Donkey with manic depression. And that day in that moment Nathan could safely say he felt very much like Eeyore.
“Don’t worry about me.” he continued on now speaking like the character since his mind planted the idea in his conscious. “Just leave me here to rot and soak into the dirt. At least that way I’ll be doing some kind of part to help this Earth.”
Nathan was milking it now. He just didn’t like being caught during his embarrassing moments. It already happened out on the creek with another girl who saw him crash into the water after his failed mechanical wing test. I’m starting to see a pattern. he thought. This forest is no good for me. Either that or I just suck when it comes to luck and girls.
Nathan glanced over to the girl and spotted the wrench in her hand. His eyebrows lifted in surprise and his frown turned upward. He managed to go from Eeyore to Tigger in half a second. Nathan shot up right still starring at the wrench. “Hey! You found my wrench!” he exclaimed reaching out for it. The shooting pain came back on his right side and Nathan winced and held his lower back in pain. He scrunched his face making childlike OWIE! expression. He even said that exact phrase a few times before remembering he was sitting with a pretty girl.
He didn’t know her, she must have been somewhat new or if not Nathan really needed to get out of the forges more. He opened his eyes a little further from squinting in pain, “Hi. Nathan.” he said indicating himself. He spoke through gritted teeth. He would certainly be bruised in the morning. Nathan brought his hand back around and examined it. Traces of blood lingered on his palm. Yep. He was bleeding from a cut on his back alright. Go figure.
Nathan pulled his hand back thinking twice before offering it. He smiled weakly at the girl, “I’d shake your hand but I wouldn’t want to incriminate you.”
Thanks Gods for his attention deficit of his ADHD. Otherwise laying on the forest ground would have been dull. Nathan’s mind ventured into now wondering how many leaves were on a single tree. Had anyone ever really had the patience to sit and count them all? He wouldn’t and it was not a task for him. Nathan was curious though he just wanted the numbers. Nathan remained still only flinching slightly when a girl’s voice rang out around him. Someone was here to witness his embarrassing moment. Wasn’t that just how things always worked?
He didn’t bother to lift his head as the girl, blonde with vibrant crystal eyes, leaned over him. Her eyes looked like the lake when the sun shone on it in midday. Not that early morning or late afternoon glow but that smack dab in the middle of the day shine. And like anyone who would be so lucky to happen upon Nathan in this state they asked the million drachma question. Nathan took in a deep breath his eyes looking anywhere but the girl’s face.
“Oh, me? Yeah I’m—I’m fine. I just figured I’d take a break from my life as a super hero and lay on the forest floor. No harm no foul.” he spoke dully without any real enthusiasm. It was very similar to the Disney character Eeyore the stuffed Donkey with manic depression. And that day in that moment Nathan could safely say he felt very much like Eeyore.
“Don’t worry about me.” he continued on now speaking like the character since his mind planted the idea in his conscious. “Just leave me here to rot and soak into the dirt. At least that way I’ll be doing some kind of part to help this Earth.”
Nathan was milking it now. He just didn’t like being caught during his embarrassing moments. It already happened out on the creek with another girl who saw him crash into the water after his failed mechanical wing test. I’m starting to see a pattern. he thought. This forest is no good for me. Either that or I just suck when it comes to luck and girls.
Nathan glanced over to the girl and spotted the wrench in her hand. His eyebrows lifted in surprise and his frown turned upward. He managed to go from Eeyore to Tigger in half a second. Nathan shot up right still starring at the wrench. “Hey! You found my wrench!” he exclaimed reaching out for it. The shooting pain came back on his right side and Nathan winced and held his lower back in pain. He scrunched his face making childlike OWIE! expression. He even said that exact phrase a few times before remembering he was sitting with a pretty girl.
He didn’t know her, she must have been somewhat new or if not Nathan really needed to get out of the forges more. He opened his eyes a little further from squinting in pain, “Hi. Nathan.” he said indicating himself. He spoke through gritted teeth. He would certainly be bruised in the morning. Nathan brought his hand back around and examined it. Traces of blood lingered on his palm. Yep. He was bleeding from a cut on his back alright. Go figure.
Nathan pulled his hand back thinking twice before offering it. He smiled weakly at the girl, “I’d shake your hand but I wouldn’t want to incriminate you.”
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