Post by James Potter on Mar 30, 2006 8:59:08 GMT -5
Full Name James Potter
Nicknames: Jamie, Prongs, Prankster Prince... and probably about a million others no one would say to his face for fear of getting hexed into oblivion(mainly things like ‘Arrogant Berk’)
Age/Birthday/Year: 17 / 27th August 1960 / 7th year
House: Gryffindor
Death Eater?: Hell yeah *dum dum da!* Well, if you ask a stupid question… No. No way. James would rather… well, let’s not take delicate little Kara there for fear of mind-curdling nightmares, save to say it would be very unpleasant. James has… issues with the Dark Arts (burning hatred of anyone and anything associated with them is issues, right?)
Blood: Pureblood
Sex: Oh come on, you know I’m saving myse… well, since you’re asking so nicely. ;D Oh, right. Erm, Male, duh.
Appearance:
Tall, thin, with the look of someone who has grown into, and beyond, himself rather too quickly, James has hazel eyes (usually hidden by his glasses) and untidy black hair which sticks up at the back. It would be a mistake to think his general sense of being somewhat ‘unkempt’ (all the more painfully obvious next to Sirius’ casual elegance) means he doesn’t care about his appearance, on the contrary, he pays great attention to looking cool – it’s just that his definition of ‘cool’ is ‘as if you’ve just fallen off your broomstick’.
Personality, incorporating Talents and Weaknesses:
James Potter is the greatest person in the world. Just ask him. He’s also, to put it mildly, a bit of an idiot. A popular and talented idiot, who does pretty well at pretty much everything, and better than well at anything he really puts his mind to, but an idiot none the less. Well known as a troublemaker despite his academic skill - the sort of guy who’ll hex people just for the fun of it and can’t resist showing off – he is arrogant, bold and has a sense of humour somewhere between wicked and downright cruel which isn’t to everyone’s taste. This is perhaps most obvious in his long-running feud with Severus ‘Snivellus’ Snape (hatred at first sight ‘just because he exists’, really). He also tends towards thoughtlessness (both in terms of tactlessness/insensitivity and carelessness), since he’s easily carried away by his indisputable, though not infallible, cleverness… coupled with that of his closest companions it’s really a recipe for disaster.
Something which serves only to bring out his worst side is, of course, girls. One in particular…
One a more positive note he’s fiercely loyal to his companions and shows signs of a normal moral-compass, and perhaps even a strong sense of justice, hidden beneath the thingyiness and recklessness (aforementioned almost obsessive loyalty, lack of blood snobbery, hatred of ‘Dark Arts’, reluctance to do any serious harm) – he’s probably be something of a hero if he grew out of the ‘arrogant little berk’ stage and deflated his head a bit.
James’ mind, while not exactly on a traditionally academic bent, is inventive to an extreme (some would say twisted, but not within wand range). Given a problem he’ll usually come up with some solution, although these solutions do tend towards the obscenely complicated and obscure (the animagus charm, for example, isn’t something that leaps to mind that easily, right?).
Other Skills: Unregistered animagus (takes form of white stag – I’ll fill in the relevant form once, well, if I’m accepted), talented at Transfiguration and Charms, ‘natural’ Quidditch Player (i.e. good flyer, excellent reflexes)
Childhood History:
James was something of a ‘miracle baby’, born to elderly parents – even by wizarding standards. Consequently his childhood was more than comfortable (verging on ‘spoiled rotten’), which may well account for his more arrogant side, if a little lonely given that he didn’t have any family beyond his parents. This was perhaps why he formed quite such a strong attachment to one Sirius Black. His parents were incredibly wealthy, which meant that James never really had to worry about anything, since he had the family fortune to fall back on whenever he needed it.
James was sorted into Gryffindor (quell surprise) and quickly became famous in the school community as a brilliant student, talented Quidditch player and natural troublemaker. With his surrogate family ‘The Marauders’ (initially Potter, Black and another Gryffindor called Remus Lupin, eventually expanding to take on their ‘one-man cheerleading squad’ Peter Pettigrew) he began a campaign of general disobedience which seemingly knew no ends… you’d be hard pressed to find a student who hasn’t found themselves on the end of a ‘Potter Prank’. The Marauders became inseparable, ready to die for each other – which might well have happened, given how unreasonably far they tended to take things in those early days before Remus dropped the ‘furry little bombshell’, forcing them to, if not sober up, then at least change their priorities. In order to accompany Remus during that transformation the second years started studying the Animagus charm… eventually perfecting it during the 5th year.
Family History:
The Potters are a grand old house, never quite as extensive as the Blacks or the Malfoys but on an equal footing as far as status was concerned, now no less important or well off but dwindled down to just James and his parents.
Relationships:
James’ closest relationships are with his friends. Remus and Sirius are his family, as well as his partners in crime. As for Pettigrew, he’s more of an ego boost (cause that’s just what James needs…), with his constant hero worship – it can be annoying sometimes, but Potter deems it worth it.
With his good looks, popularity and vivid personality, he’s never had any trouble with girls – apart from the one he really wants to like him, which is just typical really. Lily Evans is a complicated combination of dream girl and obsessive crush, with an occasional bit of most-irritating-girl-on-the-planet thrown in. But if James got his way, she would soon be his girlfriend, close friend and girl-he-often-disappeared-off-with-to-return-looking-hapy-yet-sweatier.
What made them who they are today:
The mixture of affluence and loneliness in the house he grew up in. The affluence, and the general spoiling he’d enjoyed had nurtured his less than stellar qualities, but his small family made him loyal to his friends, almost (hell with almost, more like ridiculously) beyond reason. Also, being ‘the miracle’ son who lived off mummy and daddy made him desperate to prove himself, an urge he doesn’t always follow productively.
Sample post: Off Days of Future Past
James Potter - bad friend? Sometimes he had to wonder, and right now was one of those times. That thing with Sirius and the Slytherin Pretty-Boy, for example. It had shaken him to think that his almost-brother doubted him - actually challenged him to prove himself - and that shake-up got him thinking, which was never pretty.
Okay, he had to admit it, he'd been a bit distracted... but neglectful? Well, just maybe. Full moon was only days away, after all, all hands to battle stations and all that jazz, and he'd been.... chasing skirt. Brilliant.
This wasn't just compensation, though. James scooped the two firewhiskeys off the bar and headed to a side table where it was almost gloomy enough for him not to notice why people avoided this place, depositing one infront of Remus before taking a seat opposite. The Hog's Head wasn't exactly luxurious, not even salubrious, but what it lacked in atmosphere it made up for in convenience - here they could discuss the 'furry issue' in as close to safety as things got. The lack of awkward questions like 'Are you sure you're old enough?' and 'How do I know your credit's good?' also helped...
No, this wasn't just compensation. It was easy to see that James was Remus' moral support, pure and simple, always had been, but really it wasn't so one-sided. He needed Moony too, craved his calming influence and rationality. Time were, he actually preferred this to Sirius' constant demands for bigger and better entertainment, enjoyed the responsibility. Which was why, with Padfoot Girl-Scouting and Wormtail stocking up on more junk to further his constant expansion, Prongs and Moony were here... and also not. These moments, free of Marauding - how wierd, that it should be a relief - they could afford to just be James and Remus.
Remus wasn't alone in wanting a brother. James was never going to have one, shouldn't have been born himself - a combination of medical miracle and sheer blind perseverance - and that... well, it sucked. Sure, being an only child had its advantages, but in simply being born he'd found himself saddled with a debt he could never repay. You realise how much you were wanted... what your parents went through to have you.... Even if no one had gifted it actual words, it was constantly there, a mantra as unchanging as his heartbeat. Having someone else to shoulder that burden was a selfish desire, no doubt, but one he couldn't just shut off.
Selfish pretty much summed up his intentions today, given Remus' other, even less well known little problem, and he should probably have kept them to himself, but something about Remus just inspired openess and honesty. James had joked that these meetings were like confession and exorcism all in one; today that wasn't quite as amusing. "Don't thank me yet" he sighed, sinking further back in the chair and playing with his bottle, focusing on the reflections in its murky surface "I think I'm here to drink... Hell, I'm going to drink. I'm going to drink until I forget why I'm drinking..."
Yes, it was stupid. And infantile. And insensitive. All words that described him equally well. James flashed Remus a weak, joyless smile by way of apology. Yeah, this really was like the old days, where Remus had been his human crutch, the only difference being that back then Sirius had usually been in on the act... more than that, he'd been the one who'd got them both started on the devil's liquor. Things hadn't changed that much, he thought sourly. Padfoot was still leading the pack, making them drink... just in a more subtle and sneaky way. Typical of the bastard
Other sites you're on:
Chosen 8 (Regulus/Wormtail)
Days of Future Past (James/Regulus)
Prophetic / Order of the Phoenix; Forgotten Dreams (Harry)
MM! (James/Andromeda)
Warped Wanderings (James)
And finally, what was the name of Kayla's first pet? JoJo.
Nicknames: Jamie, Prongs, Prankster Prince... and probably about a million others no one would say to his face for fear of getting hexed into oblivion(mainly things like ‘Arrogant Berk’)
Age/Birthday/Year: 17 / 27th August 1960 / 7th year
House: Gryffindor
Death Eater?: Hell yeah *dum dum da!* Well, if you ask a stupid question… No. No way. James would rather… well, let’s not take delicate little Kara there for fear of mind-curdling nightmares, save to say it would be very unpleasant. James has… issues with the Dark Arts (burning hatred of anyone and anything associated with them is issues, right?)
Blood: Pureblood
Sex: Oh come on, you know I’m saving myse… well, since you’re asking so nicely. ;D Oh, right. Erm, Male, duh.
Appearance:
Tall, thin, with the look of someone who has grown into, and beyond, himself rather too quickly, James has hazel eyes (usually hidden by his glasses) and untidy black hair which sticks up at the back. It would be a mistake to think his general sense of being somewhat ‘unkempt’ (all the more painfully obvious next to Sirius’ casual elegance) means he doesn’t care about his appearance, on the contrary, he pays great attention to looking cool – it’s just that his definition of ‘cool’ is ‘as if you’ve just fallen off your broomstick’.
Personality, incorporating Talents and Weaknesses:
James Potter is the greatest person in the world. Just ask him. He’s also, to put it mildly, a bit of an idiot. A popular and talented idiot, who does pretty well at pretty much everything, and better than well at anything he really puts his mind to, but an idiot none the less. Well known as a troublemaker despite his academic skill - the sort of guy who’ll hex people just for the fun of it and can’t resist showing off – he is arrogant, bold and has a sense of humour somewhere between wicked and downright cruel which isn’t to everyone’s taste. This is perhaps most obvious in his long-running feud with Severus ‘Snivellus’ Snape (hatred at first sight ‘just because he exists’, really). He also tends towards thoughtlessness (both in terms of tactlessness/insensitivity and carelessness), since he’s easily carried away by his indisputable, though not infallible, cleverness… coupled with that of his closest companions it’s really a recipe for disaster.
Something which serves only to bring out his worst side is, of course, girls. One in particular…
One a more positive note he’s fiercely loyal to his companions and shows signs of a normal moral-compass, and perhaps even a strong sense of justice, hidden beneath the thingyiness and recklessness (aforementioned almost obsessive loyalty, lack of blood snobbery, hatred of ‘Dark Arts’, reluctance to do any serious harm) – he’s probably be something of a hero if he grew out of the ‘arrogant little berk’ stage and deflated his head a bit.
James’ mind, while not exactly on a traditionally academic bent, is inventive to an extreme (some would say twisted, but not within wand range). Given a problem he’ll usually come up with some solution, although these solutions do tend towards the obscenely complicated and obscure (the animagus charm, for example, isn’t something that leaps to mind that easily, right?).
Other Skills: Unregistered animagus (takes form of white stag – I’ll fill in the relevant form once, well, if I’m accepted), talented at Transfiguration and Charms, ‘natural’ Quidditch Player (i.e. good flyer, excellent reflexes)
Childhood History:
James was something of a ‘miracle baby’, born to elderly parents – even by wizarding standards. Consequently his childhood was more than comfortable (verging on ‘spoiled rotten’), which may well account for his more arrogant side, if a little lonely given that he didn’t have any family beyond his parents. This was perhaps why he formed quite such a strong attachment to one Sirius Black. His parents were incredibly wealthy, which meant that James never really had to worry about anything, since he had the family fortune to fall back on whenever he needed it.
James was sorted into Gryffindor (quell surprise) and quickly became famous in the school community as a brilliant student, talented Quidditch player and natural troublemaker. With his surrogate family ‘The Marauders’ (initially Potter, Black and another Gryffindor called Remus Lupin, eventually expanding to take on their ‘one-man cheerleading squad’ Peter Pettigrew) he began a campaign of general disobedience which seemingly knew no ends… you’d be hard pressed to find a student who hasn’t found themselves on the end of a ‘Potter Prank’. The Marauders became inseparable, ready to die for each other – which might well have happened, given how unreasonably far they tended to take things in those early days before Remus dropped the ‘furry little bombshell’, forcing them to, if not sober up, then at least change their priorities. In order to accompany Remus during that transformation the second years started studying the Animagus charm… eventually perfecting it during the 5th year.
Family History:
The Potters are a grand old house, never quite as extensive as the Blacks or the Malfoys but on an equal footing as far as status was concerned, now no less important or well off but dwindled down to just James and his parents.
Relationships:
James’ closest relationships are with his friends. Remus and Sirius are his family, as well as his partners in crime. As for Pettigrew, he’s more of an ego boost (cause that’s just what James needs…), with his constant hero worship – it can be annoying sometimes, but Potter deems it worth it.
With his good looks, popularity and vivid personality, he’s never had any trouble with girls – apart from the one he really wants to like him, which is just typical really. Lily Evans is a complicated combination of dream girl and obsessive crush, with an occasional bit of most-irritating-girl-on-the-planet thrown in. But if James got his way, she would soon be his girlfriend, close friend and girl-he-often-disappeared-off-with-to-return-looking-hapy-yet-sweatier.
What made them who they are today:
The mixture of affluence and loneliness in the house he grew up in. The affluence, and the general spoiling he’d enjoyed had nurtured his less than stellar qualities, but his small family made him loyal to his friends, almost (hell with almost, more like ridiculously) beyond reason. Also, being ‘the miracle’ son who lived off mummy and daddy made him desperate to prove himself, an urge he doesn’t always follow productively.
Sample post: Off Days of Future Past
James Potter - bad friend? Sometimes he had to wonder, and right now was one of those times. That thing with Sirius and the Slytherin Pretty-Boy, for example. It had shaken him to think that his almost-brother doubted him - actually challenged him to prove himself - and that shake-up got him thinking, which was never pretty.
Okay, he had to admit it, he'd been a bit distracted... but neglectful? Well, just maybe. Full moon was only days away, after all, all hands to battle stations and all that jazz, and he'd been.... chasing skirt. Brilliant.
This wasn't just compensation, though. James scooped the two firewhiskeys off the bar and headed to a side table where it was almost gloomy enough for him not to notice why people avoided this place, depositing one infront of Remus before taking a seat opposite. The Hog's Head wasn't exactly luxurious, not even salubrious, but what it lacked in atmosphere it made up for in convenience - here they could discuss the 'furry issue' in as close to safety as things got. The lack of awkward questions like 'Are you sure you're old enough?' and 'How do I know your credit's good?' also helped...
No, this wasn't just compensation. It was easy to see that James was Remus' moral support, pure and simple, always had been, but really it wasn't so one-sided. He needed Moony too, craved his calming influence and rationality. Time were, he actually preferred this to Sirius' constant demands for bigger and better entertainment, enjoyed the responsibility. Which was why, with Padfoot Girl-Scouting and Wormtail stocking up on more junk to further his constant expansion, Prongs and Moony were here... and also not. These moments, free of Marauding - how wierd, that it should be a relief - they could afford to just be James and Remus.
Remus wasn't alone in wanting a brother. James was never going to have one, shouldn't have been born himself - a combination of medical miracle and sheer blind perseverance - and that... well, it sucked. Sure, being an only child had its advantages, but in simply being born he'd found himself saddled with a debt he could never repay. You realise how much you were wanted... what your parents went through to have you.... Even if no one had gifted it actual words, it was constantly there, a mantra as unchanging as his heartbeat. Having someone else to shoulder that burden was a selfish desire, no doubt, but one he couldn't just shut off.
Selfish pretty much summed up his intentions today, given Remus' other, even less well known little problem, and he should probably have kept them to himself, but something about Remus just inspired openess and honesty. James had joked that these meetings were like confession and exorcism all in one; today that wasn't quite as amusing. "Don't thank me yet" he sighed, sinking further back in the chair and playing with his bottle, focusing on the reflections in its murky surface "I think I'm here to drink... Hell, I'm going to drink. I'm going to drink until I forget why I'm drinking..."
Yes, it was stupid. And infantile. And insensitive. All words that described him equally well. James flashed Remus a weak, joyless smile by way of apology. Yeah, this really was like the old days, where Remus had been his human crutch, the only difference being that back then Sirius had usually been in on the act... more than that, he'd been the one who'd got them both started on the devil's liquor. Things hadn't changed that much, he thought sourly. Padfoot was still leading the pack, making them drink... just in a more subtle and sneaky way. Typical of the bastard
Other sites you're on:
Chosen 8 (Regulus/Wormtail)
Days of Future Past (James/Regulus)
Prophetic / Order of the Phoenix; Forgotten Dreams (Harry)
MM! (James/Andromeda)
Warped Wanderings (James)
And finally, what was the name of Kayla's first pet? JoJo.