Post by JAMES POTTER on Apr 21, 2011 9:27:25 GMT -5
[/font][/size][/center][/i]JAMES POTTER*
FULL NAME: James Potter.
NICKNAMES: Prongs.
BIRTHDAY: 27 March, 1958.
AGE: 16.
PLACE OF BIRTH: Obvious.
YEAR: sixth.
BLOOD: Pureblood.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight.
PARENTS: ----.
SIBLINGS: Sirius Black - Brother; sixth Year.
SPOUSE: None.
CHILDREN: None.
OTHER RELATIVES: Sirius Black (Brother).
PLAYBY: Tom Sturridge.
WAND: 11" mahogany; its core is unknown (I‘ll make it up?).
BROOM: Silver Arrow.
HOUSE: Gryffindor.
BEST SUBJECTS: Does Pranks count?
WORST SUBJECTS: Potions.
AFFILIATION: Dumbledore.
BEST MEMORY: Far too many, Mate.
WORST MEMORY: Obvious.
PATRONUS: The Stag.
AMORTENTIA: Mint, dirt, fresh cut grass, and the wind - no. Not Farts, that is just disgusting.
BOGGART: Seeing Sirius like his family; Lily with Severus.
HISTORY: James Potter was born into a pure-blood wizarding family of considerable wealth. Both his parents are elderly, even by wizarding standard. Because he is their only child, James' parents pampered him a great deal, so he has grown to be arrogant, boastful, and proud, but inside a good person. Though more mischievous than diligent like, James is a very bright student. He has great talent on the Quidditch pitch as a Chaser for his house team, and he knows it. He is something of an obnoxious youth for the majority of his time at school; he likes to show off and is exceptionally self-confident. He habitually ruffles his hair to make it even untidier, to look as though he'd just got off his broomstick. From the first moment James had seen Severus Snape in his first year, the pair have been enemies ever since. His pranks are usually directed at the boy. Also, James swiftly befriended his current three other best friends in the beginning of his first year. Together, they call themselves the Marauders, and they tend to get in trouble a lot.
Katherine was someone James befriended a few years ago in his fourth year when she respectfully stood up to him when he used her as a target of his prank. Nobody had ever respectfully told him to knock it off before, and the pair became friends instantly. Their friendship grew over the course of the year, and James considers her his best female friend. Someone he also noticed in his fourth year was the older sister to Lily Evans, Petunia. He had seen her watching him quite a bit which he wasn’t expecting since she was the sister to the only one he’s never been able to impress. All Petunia did, however, was add to his ego. She continues to stay nearby or watch him from a distance even now although she rarely speaks to him. Why? James has no clue.
The Potters welcomed Sirius Black to their house during the summer when he ran away because he could not take his own family any longer. There, Sirius became an unofficial member of the family, and Mr. and Mrs. Potter were overwhelmed with happiness to have the boy who was like their son's brother in their house. Sirius felt like he was at home, and the two became even closer. By this point, Sirius Black WAS James Potter's brother.
Now in his sixth year and past his OWLs, James is mildly concentrating on becoming an Auror. He has every intention to join the Order of Phoenix upon leaving Hogwarts, and he finds Dark Magic absolutely disgusting. Although he still wants to catch Lily Evan’s eye, he’s sort of interested in Elladora Guffy. He likes her fun spirit and her rebellious attitude. The two are seen talking quite a bit in the corridors, but James still has hopes for Lily…even under her circumstances. James has been fairly wary of Peter recently because of his suspicious behavior. He’d often follow Peter secretly at night, but he’d lose Peter while following him in the corridors because he’d transform into a rat. He has recently started using the Marauder’s Map to track him, and he’s waiting for the perfect time to confront Remus and Sirius about how he’s been watching Peter go to the Slytherin dungeons night after night. When’s the right time, though? James doesn’t want to believe what makes sense...Is Peter going to the dark?
LIKES:
• LIKE ONE - Lily Evans: First girl to deny him, and she‘s pretty.
• LIKE TWO - Quidditch: What can I say? I’m AMAZING at it!
• LIKE THREE - Pranking Severus: (1): He’s a Slyth. (2): He’s trying to get with Lily.
• LIKE FOUR - Motorcycling with Sirius; oh the wonderful adventures on that bike!
• LIKE FIVE - Hanging out with Sirius and Remus.
• LIKE TWO - Quidditch: What can I say? I’m AMAZING at it!
• LIKE THREE - Pranking Severus: (1): He’s a Slyth. (2): He’s trying to get with Lily.
• LIKE FOUR - Motorcycling with Sirius; oh the wonderful adventures on that bike!
• LIKE FIVE - Hanging out with Sirius and Remus.
DISLIKES:
• DISLIKE ONE - Severus: Filfty Slyth.
• DISLIKE TWO - Dark Arts: It‘s a disgusting form of magic.
• DISLIKE THREE - Spinach: It looks slimy and green; kinda like a booger.
• DISLIKE FOUR - Slytherins: They‘re highly stuck up, if I do say so myself, and they torment people based off blood rather than character.
• DISLIKE FIVE - Traitors. Got that, Peter?!
• DISLIKE TWO - Dark Arts: It‘s a disgusting form of magic.
• DISLIKE THREE - Spinach: It looks slimy and green; kinda like a booger.
• DISLIKE FOUR - Slytherins: They‘re highly stuck up, if I do say so myself, and they torment people based off blood rather than character.
• DISLIKE FIVE - Traitors. Got that, Peter?!
STRENGTHS:
• STRENGTH ONE - Flying: Have to be a good flier if you‘re a chaser in Quidditch.
• STRENGTH TWO - Casting Charms: Practices a lot to perfect them.
• STRENGTH THREE - Coming up with new Pranks; the old ones are just.. Old.
• STRENGTH TWO - Casting Charms: Practices a lot to perfect them.
• STRENGTH THREE - Coming up with new Pranks; the old ones are just.. Old.
WEAKNESSES:
• WEAKNESS ONE – Not being Awesome? Why? Because I‘m too awesome!.
• WEAKNESS TWO – Weakness? I have none!.
• WEAKNESS THREE – Okay, okay. I have one: Finding my matching socks. I think some troll took them, I swear!.
• WEAKNESS TWO – Weakness? I have none!.
• WEAKNESS THREE – Okay, okay. I have one: Finding my matching socks. I think some troll took them, I swear!.
PERSONALITY:
James is the one that is thick-headed, a bit stubborn, and has an ego the size of an elephant. He enjoys pranking Severus, and some other Slytherins. While he gets into trouble, he’s still a smart student - hoping to be an Auror in the future. When it comes to loyalty, James has it all. James will stand up for what he believes in - like Dark Arts being disgusting.
NAME/ALIAS:[/font] Prongs.
AGE: 16 - (21)
EXPERIENCE: How long have you been roleplaying? We don't discriminate against newbies.
I’ve been roleplaying since I was fifteen (I’m now 21).
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: Pretty simple. Tell us how you found us.
I was in the Myspace MM before they switched to Forums.
“Why must it always be so dark?” His voice, annoyed and tired, echoed down the darkened corridors as his feet paced quietly after the name running on the paper. A cloak covered him - his way to getting passed and prefects, or professors, as he followed the rat. It seemed that every night was beginning, and ending, with the same ritual: Find Peter and figure out who he is siding with, and what his true intentions were. “He’s been a good mate, though. How could I really distrust him?” His voice was barely a whisper, even with no one but the paintings on the wall, surrounding him. Shaking his head, his teeth clenched together as he finally saw that the name was close by; so close, he could probably catch the rat. The rat. That was his only problem - peter could change into a damned rat and get away, or scurry to other rats so as not to be found. “Wonder if the animagus is just another warning sign.” He sighed, setting his wand against the map, he mumbled the password quietly “Mischief manage.” From there, the ink disappeared, and James’ nightly quest had ended. Peter was off with the Slytherins, and James was left to scurry back into bed before Sirius, or anyone else noticed he was missing.
Walking alone, down the corridors at night without Sirius, Lupin, or even Peter was the oddest feeling. Rarely did he get the feeling that he was so alone; that feeling drove him to move faster - to the point where his footsteps could be heard by anyone within 10 feet. A couple of prefects stood just up the stairs - right by the Gryffindor entryway. Right where James needed to be. Normally he was lucky - the Prefects were usually off drinking, making out, or dozing off in some sort of drunk slumber. Tonight would just so-happen be the night he was weariest, growing angry, and out of ideas for getting by them. Sleepwalking was not the answer - he tried that before in McGonagall’s Transfigurations class and earned three detentions for it. Right now, what he really needed, was a great distraction. Taking in a breath to do the unthinkable, James walked up to the prefects, held a wand to them, and, just as he was ready to call out ‘stupefy’, Peter’s rat form came scurrying around their feet, causing them to scurry off. Again, James’ teeth clenched tighter than before. He wanted to jump on Peter, but, in a sick way, James owed him for coming ‘to the rescue’ and getting the Prefects away.
Before James could come up with anymore excuses as to why Peter would never join the Death Eaters, James fled up the stairs, and plopped himself into his bed. A dreamlike state overcame him sooner than he expected, and he drifted off into slumber.
‘WAKE UP!’ a voice shouted, but it seemed so distant, and unwanted at the time that James ignored it the first five times it hollered at him before he really grew angry.
“Let me sleep, you prat!” she shouted into the pillow his face was buried in. It went quiet, and James knew it was too good to be true, but he lied in bed anyways. He felt as if he weren’t sleeping at all. As though his body lied in the bed, but his mind was still turning over the ideas of Peter becoming a Death Eater, and of Lily Evans.
If there were one person James wanted to truly wake up to, it was Lily. The same girl that he infuriated, but also seemed to be getting a bit closer to every day he’s around her. “Lily..” He mumbled, his thoughts escaping his lips.
“Alright. I’ll make you wake up.” The other boy claimed. James could see the smug grin on the boy’s face as he prepared to wake up James.
Five, four, three, two, one. James rolled off the bed and landed on his bottom just in time to see Sirius flop onto the bed and bounce a foot or so into the air. His face reminded James of a dog on a trampoline, and he couldn’t help but laugh at Sirius. “Really, Mate! You couldn’t let me sleep for another hour? Maybe even two?” Getting up from the floor, James ruffled his hair, and sat on the edge of the bed. A small mirror was placed at the desk just beside the bed. Picking it up, James could see the circles growing under his eyes. “Erg.” He sighed, setting the mirror down. “Why did you wake me up anyway?” He glanced over his shoulder to see Sirius shrug and walk towards the door.
“’Cause all you wanna do lately is sleep in and walk around at night.’ Sirius knew? James was sure he was getting away with spying on Peter without anyone knowing. Before Sirius walked out the door, James heard his last few muffled words: ‘What’s with you?’
The door shut closed, and James looked to the floor, his head hanging as if ashamed of himself. “Is there something wrong with me?” Sirius was his best mate, his brother even. “How can I tell Sirius and Remus about Peter?” That question echoed in his mind for awhile no. He waited for an answer, but one never came.
Walking alone, down the corridors at night without Sirius, Lupin, or even Peter was the oddest feeling. Rarely did he get the feeling that he was so alone; that feeling drove him to move faster - to the point where his footsteps could be heard by anyone within 10 feet. A couple of prefects stood just up the stairs - right by the Gryffindor entryway. Right where James needed to be. Normally he was lucky - the Prefects were usually off drinking, making out, or dozing off in some sort of drunk slumber. Tonight would just so-happen be the night he was weariest, growing angry, and out of ideas for getting by them. Sleepwalking was not the answer - he tried that before in McGonagall’s Transfigurations class and earned three detentions for it. Right now, what he really needed, was a great distraction. Taking in a breath to do the unthinkable, James walked up to the prefects, held a wand to them, and, just as he was ready to call out ‘stupefy’, Peter’s rat form came scurrying around their feet, causing them to scurry off. Again, James’ teeth clenched tighter than before. He wanted to jump on Peter, but, in a sick way, James owed him for coming ‘to the rescue’ and getting the Prefects away.
Before James could come up with anymore excuses as to why Peter would never join the Death Eaters, James fled up the stairs, and plopped himself into his bed. A dreamlike state overcame him sooner than he expected, and he drifted off into slumber.
‘WAKE UP!’ a voice shouted, but it seemed so distant, and unwanted at the time that James ignored it the first five times it hollered at him before he really grew angry.
“Let me sleep, you prat!” she shouted into the pillow his face was buried in. It went quiet, and James knew it was too good to be true, but he lied in bed anyways. He felt as if he weren’t sleeping at all. As though his body lied in the bed, but his mind was still turning over the ideas of Peter becoming a Death Eater, and of Lily Evans.
If there were one person James wanted to truly wake up to, it was Lily. The same girl that he infuriated, but also seemed to be getting a bit closer to every day he’s around her. “Lily..” He mumbled, his thoughts escaping his lips.
“Alright. I’ll make you wake up.” The other boy claimed. James could see the smug grin on the boy’s face as he prepared to wake up James.
Five, four, three, two, one. James rolled off the bed and landed on his bottom just in time to see Sirius flop onto the bed and bounce a foot or so into the air. His face reminded James of a dog on a trampoline, and he couldn’t help but laugh at Sirius. “Really, Mate! You couldn’t let me sleep for another hour? Maybe even two?” Getting up from the floor, James ruffled his hair, and sat on the edge of the bed. A small mirror was placed at the desk just beside the bed. Picking it up, James could see the circles growing under his eyes. “Erg.” He sighed, setting the mirror down. “Why did you wake me up anyway?” He glanced over his shoulder to see Sirius shrug and walk towards the door.
“’Cause all you wanna do lately is sleep in and walk around at night.’ Sirius knew? James was sure he was getting away with spying on Peter without anyone knowing. Before Sirius walked out the door, James heard his last few muffled words: ‘What’s with you?’
The door shut closed, and James looked to the floor, his head hanging as if ashamed of himself. “Is there something wrong with me?” Sirius was his best mate, his brother even. “How can I tell Sirius and Remus about Peter?” That question echoed in his mind for awhile no. He waited for an answer, but one never came.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY A. ADAMS FOR MAGICAL MISFITS.
IN OTHER WORDS - KEEP YOUR GRUBBY LITTLE PAWS OFF.
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