Post by rawr on Aug 12, 2007 21:01:44 GMT -5
Name: Harry James Potter
Cannon Character: Yes
Other Accounts on the Site: None Yet.
Age: 17
Birthday: July 31st
Blood line: (Pure, Half, Muggle-born) Half Blood
Sex: Male
Year: 7th
House: Gryffindor
Standing: Order Supporter
Pet: Snowy White Owl named Hedwig
Broom: Firbolt
Personality:
Harry is an all around nice guy, he hates the fact that he is famous. Although some people are jealous about that fact, he wishes he were just a normal kid with nothing outstanding about him. He's brave and daring when he needs to be, like when he's in danger or the people he cares about are. He's sly and cunning when it comes to being sneaky, he'll do anything to not get caught by professors or prefects, not to mention when it comes to the Dark Lord. He's some what smart, relying mainly on Hermione party most of the time. Although when it's only him he's forced to use his own logic, which in some cases has saved his life. And when it comes to people he doesn't care about your bloodline or what history you have. None of that matters, not if your a muggle born aka mudblood, a blood traitor or a half blood or even a pure blood. It just doesn't matter to him.
Family History:
Harry James Potter was born to James Potter a pure blood and LilyEvans Potter a muggle born. At the age of one Harry lost his parents, they were murdered by Lord Voldemort, who at the time was the most feared wizard of all time. The Dark Lord then tried to kill Harry, using the killing curse, but to Voldemort's surprise and dismay the spell rebounded ripping Voldemort's soul from his body. Harry was then taken by Hagrid, the keeper of keys and grounds at Hogwarts to number four privet drive. Where Hagrid gave Harry to Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, who left Harry with the Dursely's.
The Dursely's are Harry's aunt and uncle, he also has a cousin named Dudley. Now the Dursely's lied to Harry for the first ten years of his life, telling him that his parents died in a car crash and that the lightning bolt scar that was placed upon his forhead was a souvenior of that dreadful day. His aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon were never nice to Harry, they were uncaring and violent. They would starve Harry for weeks at a time or else try to humiliate him with horrible haircuts and what not. His cousin Dudley was also very violent using Harry as a punching bag for him and his gang of friends. It wasn't until the day Harry turned eleven that he found out the truth and the reason why he could do so many unnatural things.
When Harry was thirteen he met his godfather who at the time Harry believed to be the person who sold out his parents to Voldemort, making him the reason they were dead. But Harry was mistaken as was the entire magical community. Sirius Black was not the one to give Lily and James to Voldemort instead it was Peter Pettigrew. Harry however lost his godfather as well when he was fifteen. Sirius was murdered by his cousin Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry blamed himself for his godfathers death, he believed that if he had learned to shut his mind to the Dark Lord he might not have seen the fake dream of Sirius, and so his godfather might still be alive.
Wand: 11 inches Holly wood, and phoenix tail feather core.
Appearance: (At least one good paragraph, but ONLY if you do not have a picture)
I have a picture.
Picture:
Post Example:
Harry laid in his four poster bed, his eyes closed, his glasses upon his nightstand. The covers pulled up close as he dreamed about his parents. Harry was walking down a small path a house not to far ahead, he did not recognize the house, yet he felt compelled to go inside. He reached the door and his hand closed around the handle, his heart began to race, he felt a rush of excitement fill his body. He turned the handle and there before his very eyes stood his mother and father. He stood frozen by pure happiness, it was a joyous time to see his mothers smiling face and his fathers proud expression. Harry walked to his mother and embraced her, it felt nice to be hugged by his mother, the one he'd lost so many years ago. He then released her and turned to his father who did not bother shaking his hand, he pulled Harry close and into a hug. A smile stretched across his face as he dreamed wonderfully about his parents. He'd never dreamed of them before, seeing their figures to vivid in his minds eye.
Harry smiled at his parents, suddenly the house shook and the door was blown away from the hinges. Harry stared at the figure that made its way into the house, his mind raced, his eyes filled with shock and horror. The Dark Lord stood before the three of them, wand held at the ready. "Lily take Harry and run, I'll hold him off." James ordered, and his mothers cold hand closed around Harry's wrist pulling him up the stairs. "No, Dad!" Harry shouted, but it was too late, he saw his fathers fly back as it was hit with a blinding green light. Harry was pulled into a bedroom filled with baby stuff, his room. Lily closed the door and stood before Harry, protecting him. The door burst open. "Stand down girl." an eerie icy voice said. "No kill me but leave Harry." his mother pleaded. "Stand away and you will escape with your life." Voldemort said his voice as cold as snow. "No take me, take me, but not Harry, not Harry." she continued to plead. "Very well." The Dark Lord said. And then another blinding green light hit Lily and she flew back against the wall. Harry tossed and turned in his four poster, how could it be that he was losing his parents again, it was a dream, things were supposed to go the way he wanted. It wasn't supposed to be this way.
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry who stood paralyzed staring at his mothers lifeless body, the light gone from her eyes. They stared back at him unseeingly. His eyes were filled with terror, he faced the Dark Lord. "Good-bye Harry Potter." his piercing voice said and then a flash of green enclosed him. Harry hit the cold stone floor, a scream issuing from his lips. He opened his eyes to see the floor, he sighed, sweat dripping down his face. "It was just a dream." he muttered as he stood again. "Just a dream." Harry repeated as he sat on his bed, and although his vision was blurry, he could still see the picture of his parents dancing on his nightstand.
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Pop Quiz: What does Rachael rule?
Answer: Everything
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will be as active as I can, and if I leave for a long period of time, I will let someone know. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above, and to follow both the rules of this board and proboards.
I, Harry Potter agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
Cannon Character: Yes
Other Accounts on the Site: None Yet.
Age: 17
Birthday: July 31st
Blood line: (Pure, Half, Muggle-born) Half Blood
Sex: Male
Year: 7th
House: Gryffindor
Standing: Order Supporter
Pet: Snowy White Owl named Hedwig
Broom: Firbolt
Personality:
Harry is an all around nice guy, he hates the fact that he is famous. Although some people are jealous about that fact, he wishes he were just a normal kid with nothing outstanding about him. He's brave and daring when he needs to be, like when he's in danger or the people he cares about are. He's sly and cunning when it comes to being sneaky, he'll do anything to not get caught by professors or prefects, not to mention when it comes to the Dark Lord. He's some what smart, relying mainly on Hermione party most of the time. Although when it's only him he's forced to use his own logic, which in some cases has saved his life. And when it comes to people he doesn't care about your bloodline or what history you have. None of that matters, not if your a muggle born aka mudblood, a blood traitor or a half blood or even a pure blood. It just doesn't matter to him.
Family History:
Harry James Potter was born to James Potter a pure blood and Lily
The Dursely's are Harry's aunt and uncle, he also has a cousin named Dudley. Now the Dursely's lied to Harry for the first ten years of his life, telling him that his parents died in a car crash and that the lightning bolt scar that was placed upon his forhead was a souvenior of that dreadful day. His aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon were never nice to Harry, they were uncaring and violent. They would starve Harry for weeks at a time or else try to humiliate him with horrible haircuts and what not. His cousin Dudley was also very violent using Harry as a punching bag for him and his gang of friends. It wasn't until the day Harry turned eleven that he found out the truth and the reason why he could do so many unnatural things.
When Harry was thirteen he met his godfather who at the time Harry believed to be the person who sold out his parents to Voldemort, making him the reason they were dead. But Harry was mistaken as was the entire magical community. Sirius Black was not the one to give Lily and James to Voldemort instead it was Peter Pettigrew. Harry however lost his godfather as well when he was fifteen. Sirius was murdered by his cousin Bellatrix Lestrange. Harry blamed himself for his godfathers death, he believed that if he had learned to shut his mind to the Dark Lord he might not have seen the fake dream of Sirius, and so his godfather might still be alive.
Wand: 11 inches Holly wood, and phoenix tail feather core.
Appearance: (At least one good paragraph, but ONLY if you do not have a picture)
I have a picture.
Picture:
Post Example:
Harry laid in his four poster bed, his eyes closed, his glasses upon his nightstand. The covers pulled up close as he dreamed about his parents. Harry was walking down a small path a house not to far ahead, he did not recognize the house, yet he felt compelled to go inside. He reached the door and his hand closed around the handle, his heart began to race, he felt a rush of excitement fill his body. He turned the handle and there before his very eyes stood his mother and father. He stood frozen by pure happiness, it was a joyous time to see his mothers smiling face and his fathers proud expression. Harry walked to his mother and embraced her, it felt nice to be hugged by his mother, the one he'd lost so many years ago. He then released her and turned to his father who did not bother shaking his hand, he pulled Harry close and into a hug. A smile stretched across his face as he dreamed wonderfully about his parents. He'd never dreamed of them before, seeing their figures to vivid in his minds eye.
Harry smiled at his parents, suddenly the house shook and the door was blown away from the hinges. Harry stared at the figure that made its way into the house, his mind raced, his eyes filled with shock and horror. The Dark Lord stood before the three of them, wand held at the ready. "Lily take Harry and run, I'll hold him off." James ordered, and his mothers cold hand closed around Harry's wrist pulling him up the stairs. "No, Dad!" Harry shouted, but it was too late, he saw his fathers fly back as it was hit with a blinding green light. Harry was pulled into a bedroom filled with baby stuff, his room. Lily closed the door and stood before Harry, protecting him. The door burst open. "Stand down girl." an eerie icy voice said. "No kill me but leave Harry." his mother pleaded. "Stand away and you will escape with your life." Voldemort said his voice as cold as snow. "No take me, take me, but not Harry, not Harry." she continued to plead. "Very well." The Dark Lord said. And then another blinding green light hit Lily and she flew back against the wall. Harry tossed and turned in his four poster, how could it be that he was losing his parents again, it was a dream, things were supposed to go the way he wanted. It wasn't supposed to be this way.
Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry who stood paralyzed staring at his mothers lifeless body, the light gone from her eyes. They stared back at him unseeingly. His eyes were filled with terror, he faced the Dark Lord. "Good-bye Harry Potter." his piercing voice said and then a flash of green enclosed him. Harry hit the cold stone floor, a scream issuing from his lips. He opened his eyes to see the floor, he sighed, sweat dripping down his face. "It was just a dream." he muttered as he stood again. "Just a dream." Harry repeated as he sat on his bed, and although his vision was blurry, he could still see the picture of his parents dancing on his nightstand.
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Pop Quiz: What does Rachael rule?
Answer: Everything
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will be as active as I can, and if I leave for a long period of time, I will let someone know. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above, and to follow both the rules of this board and proboards.
I, Harry Potter agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.