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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2017 16:55:27 GMT -7
hello there, my name is albus potter but you can call me al. i'm 17 so that makes me a seventh year at hogwarts, where i reside in slytherin house. you could say i'm ambitious, cunning, and manipulative but i personally think that i am confused, distant, and sarcastic. people say i look a lot like logan lerman, but i don't really see it...
albus severus potter
nickname:
al
age:
17
date of birth:
16 july, 2006
gender:
wizard
blood status:
half-blood
sexuality:
undecided (not heterosexual, but deciding between bi/pan/demi/homo)
house:
slytherin
wand:
9.5 inches, birch, phoenix feather; whippy
playby:
logan lerman
appearance:
- slightly shorter than average (five feet, six inches)
- lithe, lean build – he looks like an athlete even though his only form of exercise is running
- he has the same eyes as his father (startling, bright green), and is constantly reminded of that fact
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personality
likes:
baby’s breath flowers, bath tubs, dog-eared pages, fingerless gloves, ghosts, laughter, leather-bound journals, mornings, the moon, opening a new book for the first time, self-inking quills, soft pillows, ukulele music, warm herbal tea, winter scarves
dislikes:
being compared to his father, being told that he’s wrong, ferrets, shoes that are too tight, the color grey, thinking too much about things that don’t matter, uncertainty about his future
erised:
step out of the shadow of the potter family and be his own person
amortentia:
ink, fresh mint tea, winter frost
boggart:
being told that he’ll never be good enough, accidentally hurting the people that he loves
overall personality:
albus isn’t good at expressing himself verbally by any stretch of the imagination. most would consider him emotionally inept due to his inability to talk about how he’s feeling. it would surprise most people to know that albus is actually quite eloquent – talking just isn’t his strongest suit. he prefers instead to write how he’s feeling, and spends a large amount of his free time writing. he normally doesn’t show people these writings, but if he cares about someone enough that he wants them to understand the nuances of emotions (the nuances he fails to explain with spoken word) he’ll let them read one of his journals, which can be rambling, but generally informative as well. the amount of times that he’s volunteered his journals, however, can be counted on one hand, proving albus’s unwillingness to let people get too close.
albus is an extremely sarcastic person. some would say that it’s a defense mechanism, but he thinks that it’s a byproduct of being raised by ginny (who should be, in his opinion, crowned the queen of sarcasm). he’s quick with a comeback, and often doesn’t think about the repercussions of his words immediately. if he’s given enough time to step back from the situation and look at it objectively – which generally requires him to write about the events rather than just think about them – albus can normally point out where he went wrong. it’s difficult for him to make such judgements on the fly, which has resulted in more than one easily-avoidable argument, and will probably result in many more before he learns to think before he speaks (if he learns at all).
albus has spent a lot of his life feeling that he’s in somebody else’s shadow. he’s been feeling it so long that he’s not even sure if it’s the truth anymore, or just something that he made up in his own head. that’s not the only thing that albus is confused about – facing his future, he sees way too many possibilities for where his life could go, and isn’t sure what direction he wants to take himself. he’s tried writing about his feelings about the future, but if anything, that just tangles him up more. albus has never considered himself prone to falling down this sort of rabbit hole, where thinking about a problem makes it worse instead of better, until recently, but he does have a history of doing just that – hence the need for the journals. he considers it both funny and frustrating that there are times he thinks too little in the heat of the moment and times he thinks too much. ultimately, albus, like every other teenager, just wants to figure his life out.
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personal history
mother:
ginny potter née weasley, 42, daily prophet writer
father:
harry potter, 43, head of the department of magical law enforcement
siblings:
james potter, 18, unemployed
lily potter, 16, gryffindor
pets:
remy, a snowy owl
history:
albus potter was born in the middle of july, on one of the hottest days of the year. he was the spitting image of his father from the moment he was born, with a shock of unruly black hair and unnervingly green eyes. despite their physical resemblance, as albus grew up, he didn’t resemble his father in personality. he had little of the gryffindor courage and bravery, more content to sit inside and read than to go getting into trouble with his older brother and younger sister. he preferred to read history books, to learn more about his family, but also about the men that he was named after. from his first readings about albus dumbledore and severus snape, al knew that he had a lot to live up to. the weight of expectation was almost crushing, especially for a child, and one who grew up in the spotlight, at that.
when he got his hogwarts letter, albus was simultaneously excited and nervous. he felt that he was expected to be sorted into gryffindor, like both of his parents and his older brother had been. it wasn’t that he thought there would be consequences if he wasn’t a gryffindor… but he thought that people wanted him to be anyways. albus didn’t know how to explain the way he felt to his father at the train station, so even though harry assured him that it was fine if he was sorted into slytherin, albus didn’t feel any better. it was on the train to hogwarts that he wrote in a journal for the first time. the journal itself was intended to be a way for him to keep track of his school work, but al found it therapeutic to use the space to work out his thoughts about hogwarts and what it would mean if he wasn’t sorted into gryffindor. that was one of the only reasons that albus was able to retain his composure when he was sorted into slytherin, even though he had had expected it from the beginning due to his desperate need to prove himself worthy of his namesakes and his family name.
being sorted into slytherin wasn’t all that bad for albus – he knew that he would be happier there then he would be surrounded by gryffindors, like he was when he was at home. albus wasn’t the best at making friends, as he was constantly worried that people only wanted to know him because of his last name, but his paranoia didn’t keep him from making a couple of close, loyal friends. extending his social circle seemed beyond albus, so he was content to stay in the common room and study or write in his journals for most of his free time. albus didn’t excel in any of his classes except for defense against the dark arts, which he was ambivalent about given that people already expected that proficiency due to his family name. he was once again stuck with the mentality that it wasn’t exactly bad that people had all these expectations of him, both conscious and subconscious, but he still wished that he felt less pressured to be a potter, so he could just be al.
albus’s rhythm at school – read, write, talk with his friends, try to ignore the gnawing feeling of inadequacy – was broken when his brother discovered a dead girl on the train on the way to school. the whole year after that felt like a whirlwind, one that was fueled by albus’s sometimes fiery temper. he accidentally (sort of) exploded one of the towers to the school, and students were kidnapped, and more than one person died. in a moon theme for him, albus wasn’t certain how to feel, especially after the tower explosion. he retreated further into his journals, where things felt somewhat simpler. when james created a group to help protect muggleborn students, albus joined, somewhat reluctantly due to his strained relationship with his brother. al didn’t want to get his own quarrels to get in the way of the bigger picture, though, so he attended the meetings for phoenix rising, but kept his head down.
summer came and albus found himself clashing with his father more than he ought to, a combination of the constant expectations and his own inability to think before he spoke straining an already tense relationship. albus found solace in many things, but mostly in his friendship with dusti flint. that friendship grew into something more, and albus found that dusti was one of the only people that he trusted enough to show the entirety of his thoughts, not just the ones that he was capable of getting out of his mouth.
his seventh and final year left albus with a lot of uncertainty. he still had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, and with graduation suddenly more than just a distant dream, he started to think a lot more about he wanted. albus chose not to submit himself for consideration to be one of the triwizard champion. he didn’t want the extra pressure in his final year, especially when he had so many other things he needed to focus on, like improving his relationship with his family members (which weren’t stellar) and figuring out what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. the fact that the people who had kidnapped students weren’t making a fuss was slightly worrying to albus, but he kept attending phoenix rising meetings nonetheless. albus isn’t naïve enough to believe that the quiet will last, but right now, there are other things to focus on.
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alias
name:
puck
age:
19
time zone:
est
reference:
topsites
other characters:
aras ollivander, cecelia rousseau, dustin bainbridge, emilia pond, fred weasley, georgiana linley, imogen zhu, jamie greyback, lysander scamander, natalia lestrange, oscar gautheir, poet demllo, royal shacklebolt, séamus krakauer, theodosia washington, viola chase, xanthippe meagle, zytka kamuntu
