Post by .henry john longbottom ! on Feb 21, 2011 7:46:15 GMT -5
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE YOU
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HENRY JOHN LONGBOTTOM !
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IN MY DREAMS YOU WILL BE NEAR[/center][/b][/color]
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
IN THE CENTER OF MY HEART
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
IN THE CENTER OF MY HEART
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OVERALL PERSONALITY: Henry is a bright young man, surpassing both of his parents by far. He's a bit odd, but very brilliant. He comes off as a bit cold, slightly Aspergerish, if you will. This probably comes from often feeling as though he's more intelligent than those around him. His brain acts in curious ways, often making leaps that others would not, which makes his logic difficult to follow. Many wonder why he is indeed in Gryffindor and not Ravenclaw, but it probably comes down to Henry's love of the thrill. He enjoys being in dangerous situations, and often doesn't think of repercussions. Whether it be walking along the railing of the astronomy tower or trying a curiously colored 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean', Henry does indeed have, with a bit of arrogance as well, the bravery of a lion. He can be a bit manipulative, often twisting the minds of others in brilliant ways to get what he wants. Perhaps an appropriate house for him would be titled 'Gryffinclawtherin' or simply 'Not Hufflepuff'. Nevertheless, Henry is in Gryffindor, though he doesn't judge others based upon their house.
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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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OVERALL DESCRIPTION: Henry is tall and lanky, though his long arms and fingers make for an excellent chaser. He has seldom visible muscles, though that's not to say that he's weak in any way. Henry has a very interesting face, with a unique bone structure and nose. His eyes are very large and very blue, making them one of his more prominent features.
Henry has excellent taste in clothes, both muggle and wizard alike, and you'll seldom find him in something as simple as a T-Shirt and jeans. He favors a long coat with an upturned collar and a grey scarf. He prefers darker colors and excellent shoes. Henry holds his head high, with excellent posture, and often clasps his hands together in a 'praying' position whilst thinking.
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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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OVERALL HISTORY: Henry was born to Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott, both Hogwarts alumni of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, respectively. Henry had a very normal childhood- well, as normal as one can get in the wizarding world. Instinctively curious and intelligent, Henry has spent gracious amounts of time reading every sort of book and observing everything around him. His family assumed that he would be placed in Ravenclaw, but he instead adorned scarlet and gold after being placed into Gryffindor. No one in his family, nor he, had a problem with it. His parents were proud, if anything, of the fact, but Henry could care less as to which house he was placed in, as long as he was actually placed.
Even though Henry grew up in a wizarding household in the heart of London, coming to Hogwarts was a bit overwhelming. He'd never seen such advanced magic, nor had he seen magic in such abundance. Henry was eager to learn as much as could, as he always had been, and was the first student in his class to successfully levitate a feather. His love for magic and knowledge made for an excellent student, and received no less than an 'E' on any of his O.W.L.s. Now, a N.E.W.T. student, Henry works as hard as ever, and is hopeful to earn just as many N.E.W.T.s as he did O.W.L.s.
Throughout his seven years at school, Henry has not faced any mortal dangers, or won any awards. In his third year, he tried out for an open spot on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and made it- his long arms and fingers making for an excellent chaser. Just as with anything Henry does, he strives to be the best that he can be, working hard during practices, and ending up being named Co-Captain at the end of his fourth year.
At Hogwarts, Henry is known as being slightly arrogant and manipulative, though his intelligence and good looks often make up for that. He is entirely unprejudiced, and has few enemies. He remains unaffiliated in regards to the Order or the Death Eaters. His parents, having fought alongside Harry Potter in the Second Wizarding War and the Battle of Hogwarts, would like for Henry to follow in their footsteps and become a loyal member of the Order, but Henry can see both the pros and cons of both sides, and remains, at present neutral.
Henry has lived an astonishingly normal life compared to some of the other students around him. Both of his parents are alive and well, and he has no enemies, nor has he had any dramatic falling-outs with his friends. Henry aspires to be a great wizard, perhaps becoming Minister one day, and nothing has happened over the course of his seventeen years on earth to derail him from that path. Then again, anything can happen....
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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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The banner he was making in Photoshop only kept Max occupied for about ten minutes. If it had been a real project, he would have worked on it until he was done. That, and banners were really easy to make. He clicked out of the program without saving his artwork. He opened another program, and checked up on his current projects. None of them were class work, or they weren’t yet. He had to submit a sample of his work by the end of the week, which meant choosing one of his better pieces. After opening and closing a few projects, he finally decided on one of the pieces he did over break.
By now, Max had been sitting still for about fifteen minutes without moving. He was about to move his head to see where he put his notes when he felt eyes on him. He paused, half wondering if he was under the disapproving eyes of the mad librarian. Or worse yet, his book lover Dad. He quickly realized the glaze was just someone staring, but who? Hardly moving his eyes, he noticed a dark haired girl sketching. What’s her name? Ally, Babby, Gabby? No, none of those. Oh, Abbey!
His knowledge of the girl was slim. He recognized her as the new girl in his art class who talked very little. Normally, Max would have hacked into the school system and read her file, but there had been such an overwhelming amount of new students he hadn’t read any files. He was half tempted to check it out right now, but knew he would be in deep shit if a teacher saw.
Once he realized he was being sketched, Max made an effort not to move around too much. He had posed for his friends before, but never when he was working on his homework. The next ten minutes were spent of him trying to only move his eyes to read his notes. Once or twice he slipped and moved his whole head, but that had to be expected. Max didn’t mind the girl drawing him, even though he was used to being asked first. Soon though, his neck started to feel stiff and he knew he would have to interrupt the girl.
“Would you mind if I stood up and stretched real fast?” Max asked quietly, not wanting to scare the girl. He knew the new ones could be rather jumpy.
By now, Max had been sitting still for about fifteen minutes without moving. He was about to move his head to see where he put his notes when he felt eyes on him. He paused, half wondering if he was under the disapproving eyes of the mad librarian. Or worse yet, his book lover Dad. He quickly realized the glaze was just someone staring, but who? Hardly moving his eyes, he noticed a dark haired girl sketching. What’s her name? Ally, Babby, Gabby? No, none of those. Oh, Abbey!
His knowledge of the girl was slim. He recognized her as the new girl in his art class who talked very little. Normally, Max would have hacked into the school system and read her file, but there had been such an overwhelming amount of new students he hadn’t read any files. He was half tempted to check it out right now, but knew he would be in deep shit if a teacher saw.
Once he realized he was being sketched, Max made an effort not to move around too much. He had posed for his friends before, but never when he was working on his homework. The next ten minutes were spent of him trying to only move his eyes to read his notes. Once or twice he slipped and moved his whole head, but that had to be expected. Max didn’t mind the girl drawing him, even though he was used to being asked first. Soon though, his neck started to feel stiff and he knew he would have to interrupt the girl.
“Would you mind if I stood up and stretched real fast?” Max asked quietly, not wanting to scare the girl. He knew the new ones could be rather jumpy.