( cis male | he/him | miguel bernardeau ) —— isn’t that samuel davies? yeah that is them, outside the leaky cauldron! they used to be in ravenclaw but apparently they now work as a chaser on the chudley cannons. they always seemed to remind me of crisp quidditch uniforms, nosebleeds, fingers crossed behind your back, and crystal drinking glasses, which seems about right. anyway i’ve heard they’re still a bit intriguing, sarcastic, and egotistical. they’re twenty-four now but some things never change! i wonder how being a pureblood is affecting them after school, especially now they’re neutral (death eater bias)? when was it they graduated again, 1972? has it really been that long…
about samuel
full name: samuel alec davies
age: 24
birthday: november 7. 1953
zodiac: scorpio
gender: cis male
sexuality: bisexual
blood status: pureblood
job: chaser for the chudley cannons
former school: hogwarts (ravenclaw house)
birthplace: manchester, uk
biography
TBD but i do have an idea of what his background is so just message me here on tumblr or on discord and i’ll give you the lowdown :) i’m just getting this out now and will update later!
personality
samuel loves attention. it probably comes from not getting enough as a child, as cliché as that is. but he is not one to beg for it. he will thrive under the spotlight but will not request that the lights are on him.
he is very full of himself, mainly because... well, look at him.
he is definitely a ladies (and man’s) man. he knows his way around a conversation that will get anyone and everyone flustered, but he only uses this ability when the other person interests him enough or he can use their rendezvous to his benefit.
very loyal to those he deems worthy enough to actually have his loyalty.
he is very sarcastic; some might call sarcasm his second language.
deep down, he’s an okay person. you just have to peel back the layers, like an onion, or an ogre. i think he’s only shown true goodness to a select number of people and some might have used it against him, so he hides behind cockiness and flirting to keep everyone at an arm’s length.
he has a temper and will get into fights just to feel something.
misc
he knows how to play the piano, something that his mother deemed necessary to his education on top of his schooling at hogwarts, which means he’s great with his fingers (*wink wonk*)
his favorite color is silver.
he really likes muggle bands, like the beatles and led zepplin, but he wouldn’t tell anyone that for fear of being made fun of or targeted.
he likes eating... like, a lot. he works out consistently to keep himself in shape, but he is a big fan of pasta.
when samuel is at a bar, he is drinking the top shelf liquors, but will always ask what the bartender recommends before ordering anything.
he loves buying people gifts; his love language is definitely gift giving. his future partner is going to be spoiled to all hell.
possible connections
i’m down for any and all connections you guys can think of but just for the time being!
former fwbs/current fwbs
best friends
casual acquaintances
frenemies/enemies
former classmates
former teammates/tcurrent teammates
really anything! nothing is set in stone rn so please throw something at me and him
“aye,” samuel said, nodding his head in agreement. that was common practice, he was certain. “however, you were a little wobbly with that tray, and i really didn’t want to have to walk across glass to get a drink at the bar, so i thought i’d offer my assistance,” he explained, shrugging his shoulders as he placed the tray of glasses on the top of the bar. “next time i will remember to let you drop it.”
“My god,” says James, turning in his seat to get a good look at the bloke who’d done nothing more offensive than offer him a drink (it’s that stupid smug grin, that’s what it is), “this is the second time in my life, if you can believe it, that a complete stranger has inspired in me an instant and almost irresistible urge to punch them in the face. Congratulations, mate, that’s really something.”
samuel’s smile didn’t drop, but it become more forced, his teeth gritting together at the other’s mocking tone. it wasn’t that he quite cared what the other had to say about him (in all honesty, much worse had been said), but it was the cockiness that was laced through it. he was a firm believer that cockiness only looked good on some, and he was one of them. this guy? not so much. “how noble that you were able to control such an urge,” he said, leaning back as he tapped his knuckles on the table once. “it’s not very often that i lead people to violence, but i do often have an effect on others. this is new for me.”
the entire reason sage had come here tonight was because she needed a drink. she had hoped by sitting at the bar alone would give off the impression that she didn’t want company but it seemed to have done the opposite affect for this individual. the dark haired witch raised an eyebrow before turning to the bartender, “ what’s your most expensive drink ? i’ll have that, thanks, “ before turning back to the other with a slight smirk on her face.
samuel eyed her with a wary smirk on his face, seeing her smug smile shot back in his direction, noting how she took advantage of the situation, and telling himself that it was fine. he’d offered, she might as well get whatever she wanted out of it. “top shelf doesn’t always taste the best,” he warned her, though he rarely found himself ordering anything but. the bartender slid them both the drinks they ordered and he wrapped his hand around his, bringing it toward him and lifting it in her direction. “cheers, then,” he told her, dipping his head slightly. “to expensive alcohol.”
samuel slid onto the bench at the leaky cauldron, placing his hands up onto the bar top for a moment before he leaned back against the back of the stool. he turned his head to look at the person beside him, a light smirk making its way to his lips. it quirked his mouth upward, a slight dimple appearing. he pointed at the other, raising his eyebrows expectantly. “drink?” he asked, because he definitely needed one. “it’s on me,” he offered.
