POTTER, harry james

[HARRY POTTER]

HARRY'S




"I never thought I'd feel this
Guilty and I'm broken down inside
Livin' with myself nothing but lies
I always thought I'd make it
But never knew I'd let it get so bad
Livin' with myself is all I have"

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00I. full name
Harry James Potter

0II. nicknames
Harry
Potter

III. years of age
Fifteen

0IV. date of birth
July 31st, 1980

00V. gender
Male

0VI. blood type
Halfblood

VII. sexual alignment
Heterosexual

VIII. school/house
Gryffindor

00I. play by
Daniel Radcliffe

0II. body type
He lives with the most unruley group of muggles anyone has seen, while it would seem there’s a trend among men in this house, them being horribly over weight this doesn’t follow with Harry’s figure. Due to the lack of food and horrible treatment he deals with during his summer vacations he lacks in both muscle and fat department all together. But this usually changes once he gets to the school and starts stuffing himself and gets Quidditch practice going.

III. height and weight
Five Foot Ten Inches and One Hundred and Thirty Four Pounds

0IV. hair
He hasn’t cut it in a few months and plans on doing as such here soon but for now his hair is a big long, to about his ears and can get into his face and this might prove to be a problem if Quidditch ever starts up this year. Hair in the eyes is not something the Gryiffindor Seeker needs to deal with.

00V. eyes
Full of emotion these vibrant green eyes of Harry’s seem to shine with mischief and horror all at the same time when he runs into Malfoy, and his little gang. Or some time great happiness when he hears the squabbles that would be Ron and Hermione going at it due to their oh so not secret crushes on each other. Plain and simple, these eyes show everything that’s going on in this boys head. Give those one good look and you’ll know how he feels.

0VI. unique features
There’s a very very clear lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead that he’s been able to hide really well as of late. Thanks to his hair. He doesn’t like the thing much seeing how it’s what gives him all his fame. With out it he wouldn’t be “the boy who lived” but just some regular boy with one hell of a life he has to live with. But he figures if he got rid of it life wouldn’t be fun anymore either.

VII. dressing style
What ever he can get his hands on anymore, usually clothing that is to large for him, being hand-me-downs from Dudley. Or he’s got the hand made sweaters from Mrs. Weasley he gets every Christmas and of course the Hogwarts gowns. He’s not picky what so ever but he loves jeans and regular old t-shirts. Getting dressed up isn’t his cup of tea either. I mean, just look at his hair…he’s pretty lazy when he won’t even comb that. But if you gave him a chance he’s got a pretty decent style that isn’t too out there but it’s original in it’s own way if you look real hard anyway.

00I. likes
[x]Qudditch
[x]Ron
[x]Hermione
[x]Sirius
[x]Cho Chang
[x]Friends
[x]Defense Against The Dark Arts

0II. dislikes
[x]Snape
[x]Voldemort
[x]Draco Malfoy
[x]Potions
[x]Death Eaters
[x]The Dursleys
[x]Rules

III. quirks/habits
[x]Does Before Thinking
[x]Loves His Friends Like Family
[x]Gets Into Trouble Regularly

0IV. fears
[x]Meeting Voldemort
[x]Losing Anyone He Loves Again

00V. secrets
[x]He Likes Cho
[x]Fears Dementors
[x]Knows Where Sirius Black Is
[x]Know Ron Likes Hermione, even if he doesn't know it himself.

0VI. strengths
[x]Defense Against The Dark Arts
[x]Quidditch
[x]Getting Into Trouble
VII. weaknesses
[x]Potions
[x]Getting Out Of Trouble
[x]Girls

VIII. other
[x] Feels Something Bad Is Coming
[x] Wishes Ron and Hermonie would stop Fighting and start snogging.
[x] Is Worried About The Tournament.
[x] Is Sadden Cause No Quidditch
[x] Knows Where Sirius Is

0IX. overall personality
Explaining the complexities of Harry’s mind is, well complex. He’s strong, brave and headstrong all at the same time. Your typical Gryffindor, but then why did the sorting hat have to be begged to put him there you ask? Well though many of you may not like to admit it he’s got a very sly outlook on things, how else would he be able to break his god father out of prison, on Hogwarts grounds, and never got caught let alone suspected? Or into the chamber of secrets, past curfew, and get awarded for it instead of punished? My point exactly, he is sly in his way of doing things, though he does these things for the better good they are still sly no matter how you think about it, he’s also skillful in sneaking about. Oh and lets not forget the fact that he can talk to snakes, the animal that represents that of the Slytherin House.

But if we get past the contradictions that are Harry Potter, if you get to know him his your normal kids, if you look past the fact he “killed” the darkest wizards out there and has a scar on his forehead that reminds him of this fact. And that he lives with muggles that would much rather put him in a penitentiary rather than that school, seeing how it makes him happy and seeing him happy is the thing they loath the most. He’s got his friends that he cares for greatly and they help him through the roughest of times that he’s run into and he’s pretty sure the two greatest friends he has would die for him if he ever gave them the chance(which he won’t might I add). He’s carrying, and rather family oriented, it’s why he gets along with the Weasley family so well, no matter how they live or the fact that there are so many of them. The fact that they are wizards and treat Harry as if he was part of the family is good enough reason to feel comfortable.

00I. father
James Potter, Early Thirties, Wizard, Deceased

0II. mother
Lily Potter, Early Thirties, Witch, Deceased

III. siblings
N/A

0IV. other significant people
Vernon Dursley, Late Forties, Business Man, Muggle, Uncle, Living
Petunia Dursley, Late Forties, Stay At Home Mom, Muggle, Aunt, Living
Herminoe Granger, Fifteen, Gryffindor, Witch, Living
Ron Weasley, Fifteen, Gryffindor, Wizard, Living
Sirius Black, Late Thirties, Fugitive, Wizard, Living.

00V. pets
Hedwig, Unknown, Snowy Owl, Living

0VI. overall history
July 31st, 1980, a very famous boy was born to a well known couple, Lily and James Potter. The pitting image of James when he was younger it would seem, but eyes shined with a great emerald color just like his mothers, he was truly their child. But sadly they would never be able to watch their beautiful baby boy grow into the young man that he will become. The war was at it’s peak as a prophecy had been discovered.

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Harry’s Parents were ripped from him at the young age of one. Killed by the dark lord himself, and yet, the dark lord was unable to bring down a mere child. The old magic left behind by his mother, sacrificing herself like such, left a protective magic on Harry, keeping him safe from even the darkest of Magic. And thus, the Dark Lord was vanquished and Harry was known as “the boy who lived”. That night he was left upon the door step of Vernon and Petunia Dursley, Lily’s sister, to care for him. Both were completely against magic, and at that moment the death of Lily and James Potter was a car accident, and Harry would forever be shielded from his true calling, his true world.

For years, he was treated as if he were the Dursley’s pet rather than family, and Harry never really understood why. Nor did he understand that fact that he could do things that were never going to be explained. For example, the week of Dudley’s birthday they went to the zoo, it ended with Harry sending a snake on his cousin and then getting him stuck in the snake exhibit, how he did this he didn’t know but he was sure that it wasn’t a normal occurrence. Yet every time a question was asked he was called nuts and sent to his room beneath the stair case as punishment for doing what ever it was that he did to his poor ole cousin Dudley. But then the letters started arriving, and he wasn’t allowed to read a single one, all thrown into the fire and burnt for Harry’s green eyes to never see again. Until he came…

Hagrid came after they went to a small hotel light house on some island in the middle of no where. It was Harry’s birthday and just like before it went unnoticed and no one cared. He arrived with a bang and a falling door, where Harry then learned of what he really was, why he could do all those things. He was a Wizard, child to Lily and James Potter, he was the boy who lived. Harry then left with Hagrid, to get ready for his first year at Hogwarts.

It was here that he met Ron and Hermonie, a pureblood that had the largest family Harry had ever heard of and a muggleborn witch that was the brightest witch he’d ever met. Fixed his glasses the first day that they met, without going to school might he add. Though he felt so odd around all these people like him, being away from the real world for so long. But one thing he could do without, was the fame. With learning he was a wizard he learned he was most likely the most famous of them all, why? Cause he’d killed the darkest wizard out there…Voldemort. He survived, his parents didn’t. Though the attention was nice he certainly could’ve done without it after awhile. Everything went smoothly during the first few months, he even became the youngest Gryffindor Seeker at Hogwarts after showing his skills off going after Malfoy, who had taken Neville’s Remembrall.

But after many odd occurrences the Harry, Hermonie and Ron learned of the sorcerer's stone, an object that if obtained could give the elixir of life, giving immortality. When no one would listen to their reasoning that someone, who they believed was snape at the time, was trying to get it. They went after this person themselves, and after getting through a three headed dog, a room with flying keys, a large chest board, oh and lets not forget devils snare, Harry was the only one that made it to the room where he found Professor quill, who was in turn harboring a very sick and weak Voldemort. It ended with the death of Quill and this sick Voldemort and the Sorcerer’s Stone being destroyed. And Harry becoming school known for what he did. The year ended and he was scent home…or more like sent away from home.

During the summer, Harry didn’t receive a single Letter from Ron or Hermione, it was the result of a House Elf named Dobey. Who had been taking them before they arrived to his little window. Their encounter ended with Harry being locked into his room on a “permanent” basis until Ron and his two brothers, Fred and George came with a flying car and rescued him. It was here that he met the entire Weasley family minus two seeing how Bill and Charlie were no longer living at home. This consisted of Fred and George, the twins. Ginny, the youngest, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley and Percy. They went to diagon ally, by floo powder and managed to get all of their things after Harry took a wrong turn and ended up in Knockturn Alley, the darker part of the area, and found Malfoy with his Father, trading something for money. He met Gilderoy Lockhart, a cocky stuck up wizard. Thankfully Harry couldn’t wait to get on the train and start home. Sadly this school year wasn’t as “normal” in the beginning, but how could it be with Gilderoy as a teacher? But that wasn’t the beginning of it. Someone or something was crawling around petrifying people…and cats. Filtches cat was the first victim, discovered by Harry after he started hearing voices in the walls that murmured the words “Kill…kill…kill.” Suspected for the petrifaction of Filtches cat but was cleared when Gilderoy confirmed his alibi. But more kids became Petrified and teachers were suspecting that the “chamber of secrets” had been opened…again.

Harry soon found this chamber of secrets, hiding inside it was a nearly materialized Tom Riddle, Voldemort. Ginny had been under his command, writing messages on the walls in blood, doing his dirty work before taking the life force from Ginny to become “more than just a memory”. He failed as Harry killed his pet basilisk, who was petrifying the kids, and destroy the diary which his “memory” was. He saved ginny, and put Gildaroy Lockeheart in a looney bin thanks to a backfired curse. All ended well and for a second year in a row Gryffindor won the house cup.

The next year Harry was all talk with the Ministry as Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban. The only person known to have done so. He’d been told that Sirius Black had escaped to kill him for killing Voldemort, for Sirius was the most devoted death eater out there. Sirius Black was the reason Harry’s Parents were dead. After running away, inflating his uncle’s sister with helium without even touching her Harry worried that he’d never return to Hogwarts, but was picked up by the “knight bus” and taken to the Leaky Cauldron. He was then informed of the escaped convict Sirius Black and was told that wandering out in the night like that was not what he should be doing. Mr. Weasley then informed him that Sirius Black escaped to kill him.

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He soon learned why, Sirius Black was accused of not only informing the Dark Lord of Lily and James Potter’s hiding place, but for killing thirteen other people, and Peter Pettigrew. Harry grew vengeful, wanting to kill the man that had pretty much killed his parents, let alone his greatest friends, for Sirius Black was Harry’s God Father. Later that year Sirius Black took Ron Weasley to the Shrieking Shack where everything was made clear. Peter Pettigrew had framed Sirius Black when he was the coward that gave James and Lily up. And with Pettigrew in his grasp Sirius could finally prove his innocence. But with the arrival of Remus and Snape things got complicated. It was learned that Remus was a werewolf and with it being a full moon, well it was quite simple. Attacked Sirius Black was caught and turned in by Snape, and so through a long grulling adventure back in time Harry and Hermonie went back into time to Free him and save him. To this day Harry and Hermonie are the only ones that know how Sirius Black was truly freed.

The coming summer was a lot more bearable seeing how he kept his distance from his aunt and uncle and they kept theirs. Luckily for Harry the coming year would be completely normal. No werewolves, dark lord, or fugitives to save from dementors. It was normal, with normal classes, normal friends, everything was just…well normal. And he enjoyed the normalcy for once. He was able to relax through out his entire year and just enjoy the fact that he was a wizard and truly learn something for once. They also had a very odd Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher but that didn’t bother Harry, all of them had been odd so far. When summer came, and harry wasn’t home for long. First, the dark mark appeared in the sky over this “home”. Then him and his cousin were attacked by dementors, forced to use magic outside school to protect himself and his cousin. Accused and “expelled” from Hogwarts for a time Harry was taken to the Weasley’s place so he could go to his hearing, where he was proven innocent and regained his rights to go to Hogwarts.

That summer, he went to his first Professional Quidditch game. The quidditch World cup. Irish vs. Hungarians. Excitement rolled in his veins as they arrived to the site, everyone was decked out in their favorite team colors, and the place was just all in a roar. The game was epic, and Harry never felt so normal in his life, until they arrived. Deatheaters arrived and tortured, killed and kidnapped everyone in their wake, leaving everyone scarred scared and worred that the Dark Lord had really returned. How they didn’t know but he had, Harry was sure of it. And now he’s at Hogwarts, with the triwizard tournament to worry about, and the horrible feeling that something bad is going to happen.
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00I. famous last words
You're the weak one. And you'll never know love,or friendship. And I feel sorry for you.

0II. prove yourself
-admin edit-

III. post script
“Lockdown”, it was a word that this young woman simply didn’t like. She was an animal of the wide open forest, being stuck inside was not what she wanted to deal with. And so silently she worked her way around the confusing hallways she had yet to memorize. She sighed and growled to herself as she looked down one hallway, just to find another. Why were things always so difficult? Couldn’t they put signs up to show how to get to the damn front door anymore? But she figured she couldn’t complain to much, they had taken her in as if she was like some long lost piece of family they had been looking for. And if not to add on top of it mere weeks after joining the group, their leader had been killed. A man she respected for giving her such a chance as to live with them. She felt heavily to watch the man be killed by an unknown source, and it affected her just as much. But the lockdown was a bit to much for her tastes. To be cooped up inside, as if a caged animal. Never allowed to be outside until the danger had left. Rahne would rather face the danger. At least then she wouldn’t be bored. Finally, after about forty five minutes of searching stares were found and she made her way down to the ground floor, and right out the front door.

The cool midnight breeze hit her face and her brilliant red hair seemed to fly about her face, eyes narrowing before she pounced forward into a rather quick run across the green lawn. One thing she had memorized, where all sensors were placed in the lawn. With swift jumps she managed to avoid them all. And now she stood in front of a large wall of foliage. Beneath it, the girl knew, that a stone wall was hidden and she rolled her eyes. She looked up and smirked as she jumped up and swung herself on the branch, pulling herself up onto said branch before moving as far up the branch as she could, then jumping over wall and landing flat on her feet on the other side, a small smile on her face as she smelt freedom all around her. And after that, it was almost as if her feet simply led her in a random direction. As she walked her could feel the small chill that the night air brought. But she seemed to, absorbed in the lights and sounds of this new culture around her. She was smiling, giggling almost as she let her feet just lead her to where ever they wanted to go.

The sounds, whirled around her at a speed that even her enhanced ears could pick up. But, it was all amazing to her. The lights flashed various advertisements over some signs, large and bright, it was hard to believe that it was practically midnight. All the lights and people walking around, it was absolutely amazing to see so much life so late at night. But she was now part of it and she continued to walk around. Sure, she most likely looked a bit odd, walking around so late with a glazed look in her eyes as she watched all the people walk around with their friends and dates. But it was the scent of food that took her attention from the people to a small diner. She looked inside to find more people eating food that she couldn’t exactly recognize. But it smelt so god that even her wolf side could resist the scent. She looked from the window to her pockets, to find them empty. She sighed and hung her head. She had yet to require any money to get anything she really wanted. But how could she get a job when the school was on lockdown? She couldn’t sneak out during the day. And sneaking out at night would mean no sleep. And so, down hearted she turned and walked away, still no paying much attention as to where she was going.

Her feet scrapped along the ground, watching the texture change from smooth and gray to coarse and black as she crossed the street. She looked up and noticed, that the streets were practically barren now. No smiling face, no one talking with their friends. And a sudden feeling of danger hit her. Her eyes narrowed as the light was now all gone, though she could still see, barely. Her entire body was now tense as she watched small shadowy figures run from ally to ally. Snickers were almost heard as she shivered. This obviously wasn’t a good part of town. And with the lights all gone she had no idea where to go next. “Oh yea, what a bloody good idea to take ya’self out at night. Now ye gonna get ya’self killed.” She muttered as she looked around cautiously before turning and finding herself, on another deserted block and sighed. Hands running through her hair she could feel the eyes of someone on her. She turned around sharply, nothing. Turned around to face forward, nothing. Someone was there, but she couldn’t see them. This wasn’t good not one bit.

She looked down an alley, something moved but it was so damn dark that not even her eyes could see all the way down. She sighed and shoved her hands, which were now fists, into her pockets before she pushed her tense body down the alley to investigate. Not exactly the smartest thing to do, but curiosity was always her weakness, especially in a new place like this. As she walked she felt her shoes hit puddles, splashing up her jeans and causing her shoes and jeans to get wet. She sighed and straightened herself up as she heard another crinkle of a trash bag before something fall over. Her eyes narrowed even more and turned into that hazel/orange color that she always carried when…alert. Seeing a bit better than before she looked around to again find nothing. She sighed and turned around to head out of the alley when she felt a hand clasp over her mouth and her attempts at screaming failed. So she decided it was time for the next best thing. With an inhuman snarl she bit down into his hand hard, and it was him that let out the scream before she kicked him in the gut and she ran out of the alley into the open. Not like that helped. There wasn’t a single soul to be found and she was sure even if she found help, they’d just join the man hunting her in his sick and twisted little game. And so, eyeing the brick wall she ran straight at it before gripping it with her nails and pulling herself up quickly to the roof. Maybe safety would be found up there, as well as the lights that would lead her home.

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