Post by Xavier Porterhouse on Nov 22, 2010 22:51:57 GMT
XAVIER ZUKI PORTERHOUSE.
I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
[/font]I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
nicknames Zuki, Snake
gender boy
playby ian somerhalder
age 16, 20th June
year 5th
house/job Slytherin
wand Hippogryff Talon, Elm, 12'.[/size][/ul][/color][/font][/left]
& I WANNA BE FREE.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/COLOR][/font]
eyes He has intense blue eyes, often described as an icy colour. They become a steely blue when he is angered, which is quite often.
stature Xavier is around 5"8' tall and has an athletic build, sometimes underweight if he trains too hard
tattoos and piercings He has a tribal snake design tattooed on his shoulder
distinguishing features His icy blue eyes, longish hair for a boy, he's a little taller then his peers, and he has a small scar through his eyebrow
flaws A small scar on his eyebrow, his nose is slightly off center
appearance Xavier dresses quite casually, when he's outside of his uniform of course. He favours darker colours, black shirts and jeans along with scruffy converse. Most of the time he is always wandering around with his shoulder bag made of worn leather.[/size][/ul][/color][/font][/left]
I DON'T WANNA THINK LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA STINK LIKE YOU.[/COLOR][/font]
dislikes Arrogance from the obvious weak, homophobes, easy girls and guys, rats, ice, rain, pumpkin juice, Herbology, detention, having to catch up on work
boggart Being shunned by his peers and friends
patronus Xavier has only recently learnt how to produce a Patronus, but the happy memory he uses is his first time flying. He flew straight up into the air and then just let himself drop, feeling the wind in his hair, the spike of adrenaline as he fell... It takes on the shape of a wolf
mirror of erised Xavier wants to be a Professional Quidditch Player, or have an important role within the Ministry. Although he acts like a 'player', he actually wants a family of his own one day
veritaserum He tried to kill his Father during the last visit home when he was there
amortentia Freshly cut grass, straw, cherries, Cinnamon and baked bread
personality Xavier tries to come along as arrogant, uncaring, spoilt and just a general heartbreaker, but beneath the surface he is a bit of a good guy. He admits to having a temper, but realy he has a passion for Quidditch, for flying as part of a team and competing. Once you get past the frosty exterior and become one of his few 'friends' then you will find an easy going guy who loves a laugh.
For those that he does consider friends or kin he is extremely protective of. He quickly comes to their defense, trying to protect their honour or their good name. Sometimes this loyalty gets him into trouble, sparking his temper and getting him into one too many duels.
Xavier can be a recluse at times, but then he seems to snap out of it and becomes a bit of a flirt. He's bisexual, although firmly in the closet, so has a wide interest in dating in general. However, it takes a special someone to catch his picky interest.[/ul][/size][/color][/font][/left]
& I JUST WANNA BE ME.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/font]
Jacob Porthouse, 40 years old, Convict in Azkaban, British
siblings Unknown, Father admitted to several affairs so it is possible
pets Xavier has a pet Husky called Nanook who stays at home, but he brings his pet Onyx, a black cat, to Hogwarts with him
birthplace Brighton, although his parents moved away to raise him
hometown Oxford
ethnicity He is half Italian and so speaks that language as well as English. Being a desendent of Salazar Slytherin he also speaks parseltongue
blood Pureblood
history Xavier was born on the 20th June in the seaside town of Brighton. His parents, Adrianna an Italian Mediwitch and Jacob a Ministry Official, believed that it wasn't the place to raise their only child. Instead they moved to Oxford, Jacob's hometown, to raise him.
Xavier was an only child, but he made many friends within the circle of chirldren of his parents magical friends. He had a fairly normal upbringing, of course learning everything he would need to follow in his Father's footsteps as a succesful and influential Pureblood wizard.
The whole Porterhouse family were thrilled when Xavier recieved his Hogwarts letter. The family had a dog, but seeing as these animals weren't allowed they bought him a black cat, later named Onyx, to take with him.
Hogwarts went by normally, he recieved a few good friends, joined the Quidditch team, got good grades, and went home every holiday. Things were going great, until the Summer begining his 5th year.
The spirit of Salazr Slytherin appeared before him, revealing that he was in fact his direct decendant. Xavier was shocked, but the spirit made him believe it. He returned back home over the Holidays, only to find that his life had fallen apart. His Father had taken up drinking, a fact his Mother had kept from him. Jacob had also admitted to several affairs after one such night out drinking. He struck Xavier, splitting his eyebrow and scaring him, before turning on his Mother. The boy jumped at his father, forgetting his wand, and simply trying to bash his head in with a book end.
Eventually his Mother pulled him from his Father's unconcious body and called the Ministry. Jacob Porterhouse was locked away in Azkaban, while Adrianna and Xavier got on with their lives. During the school year so far he has had to deal with his Father being put away, discovering his true sexuality, and also finding out that he is a decendant of Salazar Slytherin and has an important part to play in the war... It all spells for an exciting year![/ul][/size][/color][/font][/left]
BREAK IT DOWN, BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.[/font]
age 19
experience 5 Years
password there isn't one
member title Mr Snake
anything else? I hope you like it!
sample This is from a different site, halfway through a thread
The smirk stayed on Snape's face until he heard the shouting voice of someone familiar. Turning to look who it was, the look dropped from his face. He wasn't truly afraid of anyone, but he definately respected the LeStrange brothers. Anyone foolish enough to mess with one of them would soon end up crumpled on the floor, suffering as a result of the curse that had come from the other.
A breeze picked up then, bringing with it the stench of decay, of rotting food, and other scents that he would rather not think about. It all blended together to make a nightmarish scene, the run down alley they stood in, the stench, the angry words that spewed from the dark haired boy before him. In a way he was surprised that he would speak to him this way. After all, even if those four imbeciles in Gryffindor mocked him, they knew the kind of damage he could inflict if he really wanted to.
The Slytherin heard the mooking words and scowled, but when he heard Rabastan mention Lily he saw red. His heart beat faster, harder, adrenaline soared through his veins causing his muscles to tense up, his body screaming at him in the typical Flight or Fight situation. He straightened his back, towering over the younger Slytherin, black eyes glittering with venom. Snarling in anger, he brought his wand up and narrowed his eyes in loathing at the boy, consequences be damned! "It's time you learnt your place, boy!"
Flourishing his wand, the dark wizard called "Sectumsempra!" The flash of light announcing the deadly curse as it shot off towards Ranbastan. He knew this was a mistake, that he never should have lost his temper. His delicate comradeship with Rodolphus would probably be broken by this act, but at that moment nothing mattered but making his peer suffer for pushing the dagger that was the lack of Lily's affection deeper into his chest.
It was moments like this that defined a person, and right now it appeared that Severus wasn't becoming the man everyone thought he was. A darkness had begun to creep up and stain him, taint his personality with something that hinted at a future that lead down a much darker path then any could anticipate
A breeze picked up then, bringing with it the stench of decay, of rotting food, and other scents that he would rather not think about. It all blended together to make a nightmarish scene, the run down alley they stood in, the stench, the angry words that spewed from the dark haired boy before him. In a way he was surprised that he would speak to him this way. After all, even if those four imbeciles in Gryffindor mocked him, they knew the kind of damage he could inflict if he really wanted to.
The Slytherin heard the mooking words and scowled, but when he heard Rabastan mention Lily he saw red. His heart beat faster, harder, adrenaline soared through his veins causing his muscles to tense up, his body screaming at him in the typical Flight or Fight situation. He straightened his back, towering over the younger Slytherin, black eyes glittering with venom. Snarling in anger, he brought his wand up and narrowed his eyes in loathing at the boy, consequences be damned! "It's time you learnt your place, boy!"
Flourishing his wand, the dark wizard called "Sectumsempra!" The flash of light announcing the deadly curse as it shot off towards Ranbastan. He knew this was a mistake, that he never should have lost his temper. His delicate comradeship with Rodolphus would probably be broken by this act, but at that moment nothing mattered but making his peer suffer for pushing the dagger that was the lack of Lily's affection deeper into his chest.
It was moments like this that defined a person, and right now it appeared that Severus wasn't becoming the man everyone thought he was. A darkness had begun to creep up and stain him, taint his personality with something that hinted at a future that lead down a much darker path then any could anticipate
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