nome: ryllie crawford
idade: 27 anos.
orientação sexual: heterossexual.
ocupação: fisioterapeuta.
label: the mama bear.
status: closed.
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bio.
Durante todo o início de sua vida, Ryllie era o que todos chamavam de garota de ouro, tinha um comportamento impecável e notas excelentes e nunca havia dado o menor trabalho aos pais. Pelo menos não até os 16 anos, foi quando ela conheceu Marcus, um aluno repetente e que vivia recebendo advertências por fumar no pátio da escola. Levou um tempo até que a garota cedesse as insistentes cantadas dele, mas assim que se entregou as coisas foram mais rápidas do que esperavam. Não haviam nem assumido nenhum namoro ainda, principalmente por Ry saber que os pais jamais aceitariam, quando descobriram a gravidez. Foi um período conturbado, de difícil aceitação pra todo mundo, mas o jovem casal decidiu que ficariam juntos e arcariam com as consequências de seus atos.
Tudo pareceu correr bem nos anos seguintes, apesar de alguns desentendimentos, eles mantinham uma relação boa e se esforçavam pra cuidar da filha. Ryllie concluiu o ensino médio e apesar das dificuldades, ingressou numa faculdade de fisioterapia. Ela e Marcus acabaram se casando pouco depois da jovem completar 18 anos, numa cerimônia pequena, apenas pros amigos mais próximos e a família. O casamento ia bem quando decidiram que estava na hora de expandir a família, dessa vez de forma mais planejada. Eles já moravam numa pequena casa e o homem tinha um emprego fixo e que o pagava bem o suficiente pra manter a família, mas a chegada de gêmeos, frutos da segunda gravidez, os pegou um pouco de surpresa.
Foi então que o relacionamento começou a entrar em crise, Ry dividia seu tempo entre a casa, as crianças e seus estudos, a queixa de Marcus era sempre a falta de tempo pra ele. As coisas ainda estavam suportáveis quando a quarta filha do casal veio ao mundo. Depois do nascimento da caçula, Marcus passou a ficar mais tempo fora de casa e Ryllie teve que trancar a faculdade pra dar conta de tudo praticamente sozinha. Alguns meses depois descobriu que ele estava a traindo e após longas brigas, decidiram se divorciar.
A garota então se viu sozinha aos 23 anos e com quatro crianças pra cuidar. Contou com a ajuda dos pais inicialmente, ficando uns meses com eles até que o divórcio finalmente saísse e ela se estabilizasse. Nos anos que se seguiram, contou muito com o apoio de sua família pra retomar os estudos e com muita dedicação conseguiu seu diploma de fisioterapeuta, mas mesmo com o passar do tempo, conciliar a rotina de mãe com o trabalho nunca foi fácil.
What's a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?
The pulse beating hard as the sweat runs down your neck, lungs aching for air, your steps only guided by the moonshine; in the darkness, everything can be a foe, a friend, and the rush of adrenaline of the potential threat makes Sirius feel alive, makes his ever present-fears and high alert reasonable, for a change.
The roaring of the engine, straddling the beauty, spoiled with time and money. Freedom, his mind screams as he takes to the roads, soaring in every twist of the road, feeling like gravity wants to pull him off the road. And that pleasant surge of… feelings; fear, happiness, freedom again, when the wheels lift, and he takes to the air, the sky above. Anything's possible, then, in the company of the stars, and he's one of them. Despite what they say, and as they'd always had said.
Books weren't a thing that Remus had introduced in Sirius's life; he had often loved browsing the rows of bookshelves in the library back in the house he had spent his childhood. The titles, the covers of the books always held so much mystery, so much potential. Adventures inspire dangerous thoughts, ideas and philosophies to nurture them. Of course, Orion and Walburga hadn't housed books that rallied in defence of the Muggles and the marginalised but reading about how purists wanted the world to behave, indeed, helped create a rebel. Sirius likes books, still. Pamphlets penned by rebels and activists, stories about the bleakness of the world, the injustice, but he equally loved the fiction, the adventures, the classics. When his mind allows him the peace to sit down, it never really does.
Drawing, then. It lets his energy out through the movements of his hand, yet it requires the form of attention that Sirius desires, that kind of where he just gets wrapped up in something and forget about anything else but to be in the here and now. His running and motorcycling do that, yes, but not in the same tranquil triumph of drawing, of finishing a piece.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships?
Ships I can name that I like are Sirius/Remus and James/Sirius. However, I'm open-minded. I am open to the possibility of any ship, no matter gender and sex, and I do not have any known anti-ships.
What do you think your character's Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn't something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?
A gravestone with James Potter carved into it. That is Sirius's fear. He is not having James in his life. It's possibly quite possessive, and it is very unhealthy, his dependency on James. But James, James brought life. Who would Sirius be if he hadn't met James? James showed him what unconditional love is and how a healthy home life looks. James made it possible for Sirius to turn into the person he wanted instead of the statue his parents had tried to chisel him into. So a life without James? Sirius can hardly picture it. No, that's not true; he can picture it. Does it often. Imagines how he would find out James had died on a mission or been hunted down or that James would tire of Sirius and his moods, his inability to become this good, righteous person that he and Remus were, that he wouldn't be able to cope anymore with Sirius' addictions and traumas and the various ways they manifest themselves. The absence of James, then, more than some finite gravestone. James exists in his memories, only.
What's your character's biggest pet peeve?
People assuming that they know him or that they are friends. Sirius has an outgoing, easygoing personality. He likes to chat and have fun, but just because you are one of the pub mates or someone Sirius talks to doesn't mean that you know him or are friends. Relationships are something Sirius isn't good at all, neither handling them, maintaining them or accepting them and letting them get close. He's very ambivalent about the relationships in his life, and the only friends he acknowledges as thus are the Marauders and Lily. All the other people in his life? Well, they are… people in his life. Terms such as friendship or lovers are just too much, making stuff real and scary and bothersome.
He also dislikes when people assume to know who he is simply by the name he bears.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?
Sirius deviates from the established pattern or norm in that he tries to unsubscribe from the norms of society. It isn't easy, especially when it comes to matters like purity and superiority and the importance of your family name, but more manageable when it comes to other things. In today's terms, Sirius would probably label himself as pansexual, genderfluid and/or non-binary. Sirius doesn't care about your sex and gender, but your heart, soul and brain and he can't understand why certain clothes or hobbies or mannerisms should only be worn/done/acted by men or women. Sirius certainly would have been part of the flower power movement if he had been a teen and young adult in the '60s. Why shouldn't he be able to wear that skirt, or have flowers in his hair, or paint his nails, or use makeup? What's wrong with shagging a bloke or loving him, or a girl, or multiple people at once? Gender is a social construct, don't you know.
What is/was your character's favorite subject in school? Why?
Transfiguration, because Professor McGonagall became a sort of mother figure for him, and he liked the challenges of transfiguration and the brain work it required. Charms, because it was fun and whimsical yet complex to keep his interest. Care of Magical Creatures because it was outdoors, practical, and a 'nonsense' subject that had irked his parents he had picked instead of something more beneficial.
What time of day is your character's favorite? What time of year?
Dawn, because the troubles of the night are being chased away, and before him, an unkissed promise is blossoming. Sirius likes most of the seasons for what they are. Although summers are still tainted by the anxiousness of returning to the house for many years, it is also the buzzing, giddy sense of freedom, life ahead, and camaraderie and acceptance. But autumn is possibly the one Sirius enjoys the most. It's something comforting and reassuring with the world preparing to go to sleep only to blossom come spring, and besides being the time he, at last, went back to Hogwarts, he likes the cosiness of it. Tea and blankets and the rain is chattering on the windows. The crisp air, the colours. The feeling that you're about to keep walking down the path where you, at last, will find the life you're seeking to live.
What's your character's Patronus? If they can't conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?
A big, black dog, like his animagi form.
What is your character's biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?
Oh, what isn't. Substance abuse, arrogance, prejudice, black&white worldview, rashness to the point of danger for him and/or others, a streak of cruelty and coldness and not caring what happens to relationships and people, hot-tempered, selfish to a degree.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?
Sirius is an extrovert. Since childhood, he has been trained to be able to socialise, carry conversations, and be a good representative as the heir of the Black house. Luckily for him, he wasn't an introvert forced to be a people person; Sirius was born an extrovert. He handles loneliness poorly, yet he craves it as he oft pushes people away that gets too close. He is the one that wants to spend all the time with you to the point you tire and enjoy some alone time. He is scared of abandonment and becomes too clingy and invested in the few relationships he cares about. Sirius always has no problems being social around the clock; he can be charming, fun, and charismatic. You have a higher chance of getting that good side if he wants you to have that experience.
What is your character's diet like? What's his or her favorite food?
Oh, piss poor. Sirius has never had to learn to cook for himself. At home, they had the house-elves, at school, they had the house-elves, when he lived with the Potters, well, they had Mrs. Potter (and house-elves, if they had them). He ate reasonably well back then, but his diet went to hell as soon as he got his flat from the inheritance when he was 17. A cig and a coffee for breakfast, and often that could be pretty much it for the day. If it isn't, it's takeaways or dinner at the pubs and restaurants or perhaps a toast or two at home.
He loves the Sunday roasts at the Potters, and he misses the Beef Wellington and Trifles from home.
How do you think your character's psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?
Sirius has always lived with psychological issues. Sirius's disorganised attachment to his parents growing up has shaped Sirius and his changes up to adulthood. Sirius has always felt anxiety during mellow, peaceful moments and usually tends to busy himself to push away the problematic emotions he doesn't want to deal with. He tends to feel sad and empty even though James and the Marauders show their support and love for him. Sirius doesn't trust easily and is hyper-vigilant about his surroundings, another reason he has such trouble relaxing. He has a tendency to be drawn to harmful situations and bad people for the thrill. The rush of feeling alive and the relationships he has in various degrees of success has often been with other people with similar issues that can manage on their own and want to manage on their own and in that way doesn't have any demands on him. Closeness to Sirius has come to be connected with something dangerous, threatening due to him never knowing in what mood his parents would be and what emotions and reactions he would meet in his interactions with them. When he's facing similar situations now as an adult that feels similar to the experiences of his past, and it can suddenly feel not like a typical argument between two adults but flashbacks to his childhood, causing him to react in defence in the way he did as a child; rebellion, anger, coldness, withdrawal. Sirius often makes himself emotionally unavailable and has plenty of sexual contacts, be it temporary liaisons or longer relationships.
Sirius hasn't changed but instead adopted the issues he's had to deal with since childhood. It's always been a part of him. He doesn't recognise his various coping mechanisms and the way he acts as something necessarily caused by his traumas and experiences throughout his life. His quick temper, his taste for recklessness, his desire to both be loved and be close to someone and push them away and emotionally shut down, his streaks of coldness and carelessness, his prejudices, his whole personality and worldview, it all has turned the way it has due to the life he has lived.
Give us a headcanon for your character. Anything is acceptable.
Sirius misses his family. He wishes that he could feel indifference towards them because that would mean he had no emotions invested at all in them any longer, but he doesn't. Anger and hatred, yes, but also longing, wistfulness, a bit of love, too. Growing up in the Black household was traumatic; it was full of superiority, blood purity, dark artefacts, and people not knowing how to express emotions and maintain relationships healthily. But they were also a family, a family unit. The best family, the Royals of the British Wizarding community. It was them against everyone else. And a mother's love towards her sons and a desire to make them as best as they could be in her mind. And a father whose approval and pride made you feel like you were tumbling in the night sky they all worshipped so much. Christmases with aunts and uncles and cousins and luxurious Christmas food, presents, and what felt like some warmth and love and doting underneath the scheming, the properness, the cold masks, the closed-off-ness so to be able to behave as one ought to, no matter if it was towards a child, family or the rest of society. Yes, Sirius misses it. Sometimes wonder if he indeed chose the right path; what would he have become if he hadn't willed the Sorting Hat to be placed in Gryffindor instead of Slytherin, the Hat's first suggestion? He would have been a Prince, but would he feel complete? Would he feel like he had found his place in the world? Would he feel not restless, for once?
What’s a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?
Throughout Sirius’s teen years the thought of participating in school activities fell to the wayside. No matter how much his best friend may love the sport, the idea of Sirius in a little Quidditch uniform or chumming around with Old Sluggy went entirely against the bad boy image he had worked so hard to curate for himself over his time in the castle. Besides, rebellion was a full time job in itself and when paired with his duties as a Marauder first and foremost… Well it was fair to say Sirius had thought up a whole slew of reasons he never participated in organized activities outside of his simple refusal to do anything that may link him to Slytherin house and by extension other members of the House of Black.
He had however, transfigured himself a sketch pad during a detention with McGonagall his third year and art had become an outlet he never thought he would obtain. It was like a diary– his deepest thoughts and fears laid out in that book, including the things he was too afraid to even tell James. Sure, sometimes his forms would be lined with mindless doodles. Or notes past along during Order meetings held unfriendly caricatures of Alastor Moody and were hidden between his three people, followed by giggles as if they were nothing more than school-boys again. But lately that same sketchpad from his younger years became dark and full of images of the fears that plagued Sirius’s nightmares.
He considers mischief making his main hobby, a final attempt to cling to what was and what could have been in a world not plagued by war. Practical jokes had never been his style, despite Sirius’s well known reputation as a prankster in his youth; his sense of humor had always been too dark for the simplicity of turning off his friends alarm or swapping Slytherins robes to rep the wonderful red and gold before a quidditch match. His idea of a prank had always toed the line of bullying and had been encouraged or at the very least pushed aside until he had managed to take things too far. He needs to be held back even still; as times continue to grow darker the fact that no one ever held Sirius accountable for his so called pranks and need to explore is only a hindrance to himself and everyone he loves.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships? sirius/chemistry.
What do you think your character’s Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn’t something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?
There is a difference between what Sirius expects to see when confronted with a Boggart and the form the creature actually takes and it is something that had changed more than once since the spider he came across at the age of seven in one of the rooms of Grimmauld Place. As a young adult, Sirius is not afraid of anything in this world more than what he would be if it were not for Gryffindor house. For the first time in his life he understood the difference between a house and a home. He made friends, felt cared for, and was free to be himself entirely without fear of extreme retributions. He always expects to see a version of himself just like the rest of the Most Noble and Ancient but deep down Sirius knows he had lost his family before he had been blown off the tree. He had found his true family in three boys who shared his dormitory. Still, after leaving home he was stuck up every night, waiting for that fear and pain of what was he going to do next? But Sirius already knew what he was doing from here and his family served no purpose in his life anymore. No part of him could ever be what they wanted to be, and his fears changed from what if he was one of them to what if he was still himself but never escaped his mother’s clutches. He would still see himself in the Boggart, but younger, that same fear in his eyes that haunted him every year at the end of term when he knew he had to return home to 12 Grimmauld Place.
What’s your character’s biggest pet peeve?
Sirius claims his largest pet peeve is conformity, only because he cannot think of a more respectable way to say he can’t stand a kiss ass. After years of desperately trying to appease a mother who would never find him good enough, watching other people do the same grates on his nerves in a way he hasn’t fully figured out just yet. If he could break free of his mother’s hold why couldn’t Regulus? Why couldn’t Peter simply express an opinion of his own? Sure Sirius could be ruthless in how he turns down the other Marauders lesser ideas, but he couldn’t be anything like his parents were, he was their friend.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?
Sirius struggles to recall a time his blood status was not the focal point of his identity and the harder he pushed away, the stronger it clung to him. From the day he was born he was never Sirius– but the Black family heir. The one who would inherit the family fortune, carry on the name of the most noble and ancient. As he grew older he became the rebel, the disgrace to the 28 who was only headed for trouble and needed to be set straight. His own housemates saw him as nothing more than a overly-privileged pureblooded brat who wanted to play like he was one of them for a while. He had truly thought he escaped the stereotypes of a member of the Sacred 28 when he’d been disowned, forced to be a burden on his best friend and start an entirely new life, but even still he heard it. That Black kid got what was coming to him, nothing but a spoiled brat who didn’t know how good he had it until it was gone. His sense of entitlement is obvious to those who were raised differently than him, although maybe more difficult to spot by his fellow purebloods.
Sirius has always been impulsive, when the stress and anxiety gets too much to bear he lashes out, acts up and can forget it isn’t always his own safety he is putting at risk. After that day at the willow- he’s refused to call it a prank since it happened- he has tried to put more thoughts into his actions but quite often even still, his racing thoughts take over. His entitlement doesn’t make him a bad person, it just takes a lot more effort to get Sirius to allow a person to see past the barriers he has put around himself. He wants the people around him to see a blank expression, an uncaring bad-boy, or the one with charming grin who was always quick to make you laugh because if he doesn’t care he can’t be hurt again. It takes a lot to get past those coping mechanisms.
What is/was your character’s favorite subject in school? Why?
Defense Against the Dark Arts initially grabbed Sirius’s interest for the same reason he did anything else, he knew it would frustrate his mother. As time passed Sirius realized he enjoyed the dark arts part of the class a little more than he felt comfortable admitting to anyone, even if he only enjoyed it through a lens of how to combat darker magic.
What time of day is your character’s favorite? What time of year?
Sirius has always been an early riser, even as he grew older and clung to the idea of adolescent rebellion, waking before the sunrise was a habit he never seemed to shake. It still felt like his only moments of peace at times. It had always given him that same feeling he would get as the seasons changed from summer to fall; a cool breeze and leaves crunching below his feet bringing him back to fresh starts and finally reconnecting with his friends and found family. September first has yet to lose place as Sirius’s favorite day of the year, he’s determined to find a way to ensure the Marauders keep that day sacred, no matter what may come of them in the years to come. Just reliving the memories and knowing a new generation is making their own has always been able to pull him out of his own depressions, even if only for a few short hours.
What’s your character’s Patronus? If they can’t conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?
It’s become increasingly more difficult to pull the New Foundland ( only slightly altered from his own animagus form ) to front nowadays. Some days he can’t seem to manage it at all, a failure so strikingly different from the feeling of accomplishment when he had mastered the charm so young. He had expected the mixed breed he had grown so used to transfiguring into to blast from his wand so the purebred canine had felt like a slap in the face, especially since Sirius succeeded for the first time so soon after leaving home, but so much of himself was there, even if it hurt to admit it. Despite the popularity he held throughout his teen years and the confidence he displayed to anyone outside his closest circle, Sirius knew he was known to many as James Potter’s best friend. Man’s best friend- it was a title he oddly felt proud of, even if he would love to be seen more for his accomplishments than his dependency of his three best friends. For as cuddly and loving as Sirius is once he trusts you, he is also prone to lash out when threatened as well. Many have claimed his bark is worse than his bite and Sirius’s words can absolutely be cruel, but at the end of the day he will follow his instincts and attack if you threaten him or the people he loves.
What is your character’s biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?
Before things got where they are now, everyone had already begun to simply assume Sirius, the life of every party, would show up already with a buzz. Sometimes one of his friends will be laughing alongside him, matching glazed looks in their eyes; although as time passed the occurrences where Sirius was alone in his drunken state came more and more often. Orion had given him his first drink at fourteen as a reward for behaving through an important dinner and since then Sirius has held quite the taste for top shelf Scotches. He doesn’t often drink beer and he never drinks anything cheap, one of the few traits left over from a life he once lived.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?
Many tend to mistake introversion with shyness, and that is something Sirius has always been far from. He is one to thrive in a social setting, charming and witty, he has always held the ability to make others swoon in his presence. Sirius lights up a room simply by walking into it and the only downside is how hyper aware he is of the impact he has on those around him. At the end of the day however, he needs time to recharge. A night in with the Marauders will always hold priority over a boys night out at the club and large social settings get tiring after a few hours of making nice with people he can barely pretend to remember the names of. Being on all the time gets tiring, and at the end of the day like any introvert he needs time alone to reflect or more recently, wallow in self-pity.
What is your character’s diet like? What’s his or her favorite food?
Food security has never been an issue in Sirius’s mind, even after leaving his childhood home, he never went hungry or even without a well balanced and well cooked meal. Now that he is no longer living under adult supervision however, home cooked meals have been replaced by a takeaway more nights than not, although certain meals have special meaning to him still. Chinese takeaway containers a reminder of the first few nights in his first apartment, or the roast he would eat every Christmas he had spent at Hogwarts his first few years in the castle.
How do you think your character’s psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?
Sirius’s first night at Hogwarts was confusing for him. These children were nothing like the dirty muggles from his bedtime stories, or the ignorant fools from the cautionary tales of his childhood. His mind was racing, trying to take in all this conflicting information while simultaneously seeking out ‘proper’ friends like he was told. It had been too much as he continued to wipe the sweat off his hands inside his pocket, breaths shallow as he tried to keep himself from being sick. He just wanted to sincerely have the courage he was pretending to possess and maybe he could calm down enough to figure out where to go from here. He was nothing more than some scared, pathetic little child who desperately needed to be brave enough to get through the day and put these puzzle pieces together.
For a while having been sorted into Gryffindor was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. After his sorting he had immediately hidden under the covers of his bed, writing an apology letter to his parents. He completely blocked out his other roommates, was snippy and rude, even to the boy who had been so nice to him on the train, the one who would later become his brother in everything but blood. Everything Sirius had ever known was questioned when he was sorted into Gryffindor and while he had slowly been losing the affection of his family a bit more his entire life, truly separating himself like this was the scariest thing he had ever encountered. Something that kept him up at night for years was how terrified he was of losing the only family he ever knew. He needed to gain courage because of the house, he had never felt brave and had to work harder than anyone to fit in in the tower ‘where dwell the brave at heart’.
He continued to try to blend in with the Blacks, even as he started growing his friendship with James, Remus, and Peter. He had been the heir to one of the oldest and most prominent families in Britain and no matter how much more appealing letting himself be a child with his friends seemed, he was not mature enough to know pulling away from his family’s teachings was an option. He had begun by toying with rebellion and facing the consequences whenever he had no choice but to come home, finding comfort and endearment in three boys he spent his free time attached to at the hip.
Still, the transfer year after year from Gryffindor Tower to Grimmauld Place left Sirius uncertain, not only with the behaviors he was taught were proper, but over his family and their own individual morality when compared to how he was treated by others outside the elitist and abusive behaviors of the members of the Sacred 28. Walburga was unafraid of using an unforgivable on her eldest and indifference on his behalf eventually became determination to turn him into another clone of every Black before him.
He had learned young the true meaning of the privileges of being born pure. It had never made them better than others, simply made it easier to get by doing whatever they wanted without facing the consequences those who didn’t have generations of connections would have to deal with. In turn that meant Sirius began to brush off his fears early, plaster a smile on his face and hope the people around him also cared little enough to pretend to believe it. The mischief maker never seen without a smile on his face doesn’t need the same resources as those openly weeping.
Eventually Sirius learned to use that adreleline from causing caos to get him through the day to day. He became dependent on the pranks and adventures he had during his school days to keep his mind off of the realities of a family who hated him and whispers of a war where he knew he would end up fighting his own blood.
After spending seven years as a close-knit gang of teenage boys, coming up with nicknames and wreaking havoc on Hogwarts’ ground and staff- Sirius had not been ready to give it up. The rush of the Marauders made him feel something for the first time and the Order seemed to be a bigger and better version of this, but this time with a purpose. Coming in Sirius got a kick out of the meetings, knowing how his mother would disapprove and putting his money where his mouth is to prove to every person who ever told him he would never be anything more than another privileged pureblood. When the realities of war started to hit it made Sirius wonder if he had ever truly been as progressive as he liked to think he was. He slowly began to realise the danger that the people he cares about are in, and just how wrong what is happening is and he’s starting to really fight for a cause rather than trying to cause as much trouble as he can while he’s young and alive. But it’s still all centered around himself and his own world. Sirius wants to fight for his friends’ safety. Get this war over with so he does not have to deal with any more loss. He cannot handle more loss, it would ruin him.
Losing Regulus had pushed him over the edge in a way Sirius had refused to accept was a possibility when he signed on to join the Order. He knew he would be fighting the people he grew up alongside. Every duel he made sure to take in every feature he could piece behind the death eater masks, knowing if he had to come face to face with his brother he wouldn’t have the strength to follow through with it. But Reg dying so quickly, so young for a cause Sirius had warned him against so many times had destroyed him. The guilt eats him alive, if only he had sucked it up and stayed home. What if he hadn’t given him the choice and forced him to run away with him when Sirius escaped to the Potters. Things had started to become real, he would continue to lose the people he always thought as untouchable.
Give us a headcanon for your character. Anything is acceptable.
Sirius hadn’t run off to the Potters on his own free will. Fights with his mother and father had only grown more intense that summer after a year of goofing around at school and thinking he could get away with behaving like a clown all year and not face the repercussions when he finally returned home. He had not been told the exacts words saying to leave 12 Grimmauld Place, but yelling he was no longer welcome in their family and the rush to blast Sirius’s name off the family tree had pretty heavily implied as such. James and his parents were the only people he ever told he was kicked out, that first night when he finally arrived on their front door. After that night it was only that he simply left home when anyone asked, even Remus and Peter while having more of the story than anyone else, do not have the entirety that Sirius explained that first night. The words run away didn’t leave his lips until after his graduation from Hogwarts when he needed to prove to the Order that his last name did not make him untrustworthy.
What’s a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?
Reading has always been the go to for Remus. Because he wasn’t able to play with other children after he was turned, there were a lot of activities that weren’t nearly as fun without others to enjoy them with. Reading was the ultimate solo activity, and it provided a form of escapism for him. He still clings to the escapism now that he’s grown. He also feels the need to absorb knowledge at every opportunity, because it is one of the few things he thinks gives him any worth.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships?
Going with the obvious here, I’m a big wolfstar fan. It’s not my only ship, but Remus definitely has a large leaning toward masc presenting individuals.
What do you think your character’s Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn’t something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?
His boggart is the full moon, not because he’s afraid of the moon itself, but because of what it represents. The pain that comes with transformations, what it turns him into, and the danger that comes with it. Nearly everything bad that has happened in Remus’s life has occurred because of what he turns into beneath that moon, and if he never had to see it again it would be too soon.
What’s your character’s biggest pet peeve?
People being nosy. He has too much to hide to care for people prying into his business all the time. If people cannot respect his desire for privacy, then he’s not much interested in having them around.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?
Remus is an extremely introverted individual. He’ll be kind to those that approach him, but because of his condition he is not one prone to reaching out to others or putting himself on display. His walls are very high, to the point that it can come across as strange to others.
What is/was your character’s favorite subject in school? Why?
His favorite subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts. This actually had little to do with his own condition, and more to do with his father’s job. The subject was always a topic brought up with enthusiasm in the Lupin household, and Remus found he had the same flare for it that his father did.
What time of day is your character’s favorite? What time of year?
Midday is Remus’s favorite time of day. At night there are too many associations with his condition, and to a man that loves his rest, being awake in the early morning feels like it should be outlawed. His favorite time of the year is the fall. Mostly because of associations with returning to Hogwarts and the friends that came with it, but also because of the lowering temperatures and vibrant colors.
What’s your character’s Patronus? If they can’t conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?
Lupin’s patronus is a wolf. Not because he’s werewolf, but because they are pack animals that are incredibly loyal to that form of family. Remus might be an introvert, but those that he calls family are the most important things in his life, to the point that it shapes who he is as a person.
What is your character’s biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?
One of his worst habits is how much he holds back his emotions. There are so many negative feelings he holds on a day to day basis, but he rarely intentionally puts them on display. Everything will bottle up until he either ends up taking it out on himself or those around him, and then he’ll feel even worse for having done so, starting the cycle all over again.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?
As stated before, he’s very much an introvert. He’s perfectly capable of handling social situations and putting on a good face for them, but most of the time he’ll spend all of that time thinking about all of the ways this could go wrong, or how badly he wants to leave. The Marauders are usually the exception to this, but they have also been known to be the very ones to drag him into the social situations that he otherwise wouldn’t have participated in to start with.
What is your character’s diet like? What’s his or her favorite food?
His diet is very heavily meat based, and he usually requires a pretty high caloric intake, especially close to the full moon. He hates how indicative of his condition is, but nine times out of ten Remus will choose a good bloody steak over just about anything.
How do you think your character’s psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?
Remus has been dealing with psychological trauma since he was a child, so he’s better than most at masking. But with pressures of the war, even he is finding it difficult to act like everything is normal. Always one to bottle his emotions, the increased pressure of all of the negativity is coming forward more quickly than it would have in the past. His instances of self harm are in part just another method of trying to release those emotions without allowing others to see them. Those close to him will also notice increased instances of avoidance as well as a need to have his things just so. The paranoia of both the war and his condition make it more and more difficult for Remus to trust people or situations, even with those closest to him.
Give us a headcanon for your character. Anything is acceptable.
Of his parents, Remus is closer to his mother than he is his father. He does love the man, but his condition has put a considerable strain on their relationship. In part because of Lyall’s guilt in regard to the situation, and also partially because Remus has always struggled to feel fully accepted by the man given his past views on werewolves.
What’s a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?
Quidditch. Out of practice now but he still has the occasional habit of flying for fun. His second through fifth year of school was spent playing as a chaser.
Unfortunately, the hobby was given up the summer after his fifth year. His father took one look at the captain pin he received and told him to send it back, declaring that his son did not have the making of a quidditch player and needed to focus on his academics (the expectation of his heir securing a Ministry position upon graduating) instead of wasting time on something he wasn’t good at.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships?
Ships: Lucius/Narcissa Lucius/Severus Lucius/Narcissa/Severus (either a poly sort of deal or a powerful friendship because oh my goodness, do I love how the Malfoys made Severus one of their own)
Anti-ships: Anything forced. I headcanon Lucius as demisexual - valuing emotional connections before looks - but he would claim he is straight if asked since that term definitely is not something that exists in the group’s time period.
What do you think your character’s Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn’t something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?
His wife and son are dead. Pre-Draco’s birth had him focused on keeping himself alive long enough to welcome his child. Now the plan is to keep the whole family intact, hoping that they will be given a moment of peace once the dust settles. He has enough faith in Narcissa to know she would be able to manage if anything ever resorted in his death but things seeming to drag out has him certain the war won’t leave his son without one or both of his parents.
As for why - Although self-centered, Lucius cares deeply about his loved ones. He is in the habit of referring to Draco as his son, not his heir. The need to produce an heir is a topic his father cares deeply about. Lucius would have been happy with a little girl and trying again or even just having one child, given the amount of struggling it took to bring their first kid into the world.
What’s your character’s biggest pet peeve?
People that stand in the middle of the lift when he and they are the only people in the one at the Ministry. Especially if they don’t move to step aside.
Arthur Weasley - there’s just something about the man’s very existence that gets on his nerves.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?
His morning routine. Looking good takes a lot of time, money, and effort. The routine involves thoroughly cleaning himself before work, tossing on moisturizer, and making sure his hair is presentable enough to venture into the Ministry. The Malfoy name alone is powerful enough to not need to worry about looks, but Lucius likes accentuating that power with good looks and confidence.
What is/was your character’s favorite subject in school? Why?
Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Lucius excelled in those classes and took his education very seriously, to a point of earning top marks, a head boy position, and a non-entry level position at the Ministry during his seventh year.
What time of day is your character’s favorite? What time of year?
Sunset. There is something blissful about looking over the garden, spotting the silhouette of the peacocks, and watching the sun go down over his property.
Summer. Cold weather makes Lucius miserable. He got sent to the hospital wing during a quidditch incident in his fifth year and is still doubting his knee fully recovered from the bludger that hit it — snow and rain bring the aches and pains out.
What’s your character’s Patronus? If they can’t conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?
A peahen. No reason outside of admitting it seems fitting for him.
What is your character’s biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?
Cigarettes. They serve as something to keep his hands busy if his anxiety spikes.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?
Extroverted introvert. Lucius doesn’t mind having eyes on him but would happily pick curling up on a chaise lounge with a book in one hand and a glass of wine in the other over having to deal with people. People are exhausting. He’s never particularly liked crowds but can navigate them without issue. His upbringing involved his father forcing him into social situations and sternly making sure his heir knew how to behave when out in public. Protesting about not wanting to be the center of attention was not an option.
What is your character’s diet like? What’s his or her favorite food?
Lucius prefers the best food money can buy. Main preference for greens — he takes his salads seriously.
Does wine count as food?? No? *sighs* Alright, well I guess that makes four-layer caviar dip his favorite food. Has to be the recipe his mom preferred or he won’t touch it.
How do you think your character’s psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?
Snob - Very aristocratic. Focused on appearances. Does not associate with those he believes are lesser than him. Do not ask him about his son since he will more than likely go off about how thankful he is for his wife for bringing their child into the world and insist on talking about Draco’s coos and smiles being cuter than anyone else’s kid. Draco being brought up is truthfully the easiest way to crack through the confident mask he usually uses — the kid has him wrapped around his fingers and isn’t even a year old yet
Confidence - Lucius naturally oozes confidence and seems calm and collected when in public. However, he is using it to mask the feelings of anxiety and paranoia that are beginning to grate his thoughts. The birth of his son made him aware that he intends to stick around and start doting on his family. He has an underlying fear of doing something that further jeopardizes his family’s safety.
Love - Obsessed with his reflection, Lucius has been spending a lot of time focusing on himself and his family. Certainly, he loves every perfect aspect about himself and his wife. The addition of their little bundle of joy has left him realizing he has more love to give than anticipated. Most of which is no longer dedicated to himself. Loving himself proved to counteract the feelings of disappointment and loss that accompanied the physical and emotional distance his father used while raising him (and still uses). He has a decent self-care routine down because of this
Proper - Everything has its place in the manor. Appearances must be kept up and things must be clean. Anything remotely out of place can cause him to feel anxious. Lucius seldom wears the same outfit more than twice. He keeps up with fashion and is one of the first to obtain new looks from the top lines
Head over heels for his perfect life, wife, and son — definition of the proper pureblood family
Mock - snobbish tendencies have left him quick to mock others. At this point, he barely needs to think before a rude comment or scoff passes his lips.
Devastating - “It is often said of the Malfoy family that you will never find one at the scene of the crime, though their fingerprints might be all over the guilty wand.” Lucius has a vast knowledge of poisons and no shame in paying others to do the dirty work for him. His ranking at the Ministry has him more in the know about what’s going on than others in the cause. Lucius is also fairly experienced in using lies to undermine coworkers, having an eloquent and confident enough way of speaking to get others to believe what he says
Power. Influence - The two practically go hand-in-hand for Lucius. He can pull a lot of influence from the confidence and better-than-everyone facade he typically hides behind. The power comes from having a liar’s tongue, the ability to speak confidently even though he may not truly support what he says, and his having more money than he knows what to do with
Close Calls - The near misses have left Lucius anxious about permanently losing his wife. The raid on the manor should have been something he was prepared for. Not feeling prepared followed by his wife getting sent away left him truly believing the love of his life would be gone for good
Less Important - as a high-ranking Ministry official and liking to think he’s been fairly dedicated to the cause, Lucius is above menial tasks. He’s not liking being sent on mission after mission and is reading too far into it, truthfully wary that he did something that may have caused the Dark Lord’s feelings toward him and his abilities to shift.
Tired - a general way of describing Lucius. Things have hit the point of feeling monotonous. He feels as though he’s just going through the motions when it comes to working and the cause, wanting nothing more for things to settle down so he can shift his focus to his wife, son, and nothing else.
Loyal - Once earned, Lucius’s loyalty is unwavering. It is beginning to crack a little in regards to the cause but he is doing his best to keep that to just himself, knowing things will go poorly if he does anything to hint at his being discontent about not being able to focus on family
Fear - With the family line secured by having produced an heir, Lucius’s fear of losing his wife all together has slowly begun to dissipate. He is incredibly fearful of doing something to jeopardize the little family they have started and will do whatever it takes to ensure his wife and son are kept safe. This has left him shifting his focus on the cause to ensure he doesn’t do something to fall from where he is currently ranked with the death eaters. One wrong move could prove disastrous.
Give us a headcanon for your character. Anything is acceptable.
Lucius’s father is incredibly controlling. The first decade of his son’s life involved strict instruction and proving he was worthy of being the Malfoy heir. Likely took things as far as claiming he could replace Lucius with a better son as a means of controlling his behavior. Abraxas was not opposed to laying a hand (wand in extreme cases) on his son if the situation called for it. He micromanaged Lucius’s life while he was at school, often requiring the head of house to serve as his eyes and ears.
Lucius does not like using contractions when he speaks. He tries to avoid words like “can’t,” “don’t,” and “won’t” and prefers sticking to using the full word(s) instead. The only agreement he and his father shared when he was little goes out to him thinking contractions are a lazy way of speaking
Lucius is fluent in English, French, Latin, and Italian.
Lucius does not like getting his hands dirty. The thought of another’s blood getting on him makes him feel sick to his stomach. He prefers a more behind the scenes approach when it comes to the cause: researching poisons, flowers, etc. and ways of doing damage that doesn’t involve the more sadistic ways of the other death eaters; paying outside sources to go in for the kill; spreading rumors at work to bring down other ministry employees; planning large scale attacks but not usually placing himself in as a main part of the plan; Let the new recruits tackle that and give him something interesting to do
He’s hit the point of getting tired of menial tasks and wanting to retire at home with his wife and son
What’s a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?
Lily enjoys baking, and it’s an extremely comforting activity to her. Strongly tied to memories of her mum, there’s something about the methodical nature, the familiar steps that puts her at ease. In addition there’s the balance of room for creative expression and experimentation but also the predictability of chemical reactions that underpin it. It is the sweeter version of potion making, with fewer adverse side effects.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships?
James and Lily together is the obvious canonical ship that is the basis upon which the entirety of Harry Potter is built—without them, there is no Harry Potter. That acknowledged, it isn’t my only ship for Lily. Exploring alternatives and different aspects of different relationships with her is just as important for me.
What do you think your character’s Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn’t something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?
Greatest fears can change and shift over time. However, since about late 1975, Lily’s dominating fear has been a dark version of herself. Someone who has lost her moral guidepost and slipped down the path she could have seen herself following if she hadn’t ended her friendship with Severus back then, or gives in to the anger and frustration now. She knows how easy it would be to snap and start doing bad even in the name of goodness. In a bit of a cliche, this would have manifested as a slightly older version of herself, dressed in all black robes, a sneer on her lips and a hollow look in her eyes; a Lily that doesn’t look that different from present but feels decidedly off. Additional details that may make an appearance is a silver mask in her hand (after she’s seen those masks on Death Eaters in person) or the bodies of her loved ones around her feet (not excluding Petunia or Severus).
Of course this has very recently taken another dramatic turn, even if Lily herself hasn’t fully realized it. Since Harry’s birth, her greatest fear has become losing him. Having the tiny life in her arms taken away or snuffed out. There’s a lot of guilt and worry over having a child in the middle of a war already, and the thought that she could be actively putting him in more danger weighs on her heavily. A particularly dark combination of these two boggarts could be that dark Lily holding a lifeless Harry in her arms.
What’s your character’s biggest pet peeve?
Perhaps not small enough to be a pet peeve, or just a small aspect of a larger issue, but the insidious little backhanded complement of being ‘good—for a Muggleborn.’ So much praise she gets is qualified as such, as if her accomplishments and skills are amazing solely because she’s a Muggleborn and the implication of that being a severe disadvantage. Often it’s meant well, but it digs under her skin, another reminder of how much the magical society doesn’t value her and those like her, regardless of what might be said.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?
Other witches and wizards would at least consider it an eccentricity that Lily still does plenty of things the ‘Muggle’ way. From ironing to doing dishes to cleaning up, Lily will go out of her way and inconvenience herself to do things without magic. It is some small rebellion, a refusal to conceded that magic is better in all things, that magical living is superior. There is nothing wrong Muggleness!
What is/was your character’s favorite subject in school? Why?
There is a dual answer to this: Potion and Charms. Charms because it was the quintessential magic, what one thinks of with magic, what she dreamt of as a little girl on the banks of the grimy river in Cokeworth, planning out with Severus what their future would look like; Potions because of a resonance with her non-magical hobby of baking and the same scientific creativity. Plus it was something she excelled at and shared with her best friend for so long. These two subjects remain the focus of her magical research as well.
What time of day is your character’s favorite? What time of year?
The liminal times are Lily’s favourite; sunrise and sunset, so full of possibilities, or new beginnings, the sort of raw reminder of life trudging ever on. Granted, these days that reminder is more of a grind, and those times bring more tension, breaths held as she waits for the return of those Order members out on raid.
In an entirely bias move, winter is her favourite time of year, for the dual gift giving of Christmas and her Birthday. There’s also an adoration for cozy fires, chunky knitwear, and cuddling up against the biting cold of the snow.
What’s your character’s Patronus? If they can’t conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?
Lily’s Doe Patronus isn’t purely a reflection of her love for James. It is a representation of her gentle yet fiercely protective nature, nurturing through intuition and empathy, ruled by a sense of grace.
Her current memory for conjuration would be the moment she first held Harry in her arms.
What is your character’s biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?
A flippant answer and a more serious once. Lily has a dreadful sweet tooth.
The more serious vice is a strong predeliction to jealousy and envy. It would be easy to think that Lily, being pretty, intelligent, wouldn’t have anything to covet. Yet Lily has been denied something big since the age of eleven—being treated like a full, valid, worthwhile person by a large potion of her peers and people from this adopted world she is a part of. Her wanting nearly always is aimed at trying to fill that void. Wishing she was excelling more at a subject (Lily has always struggled with Transfiguration; while she does well and is accomplished at it, she had to work much harder at it than at any of her other subjects), wanting to be treated as a full equal (See again, ‘Good for a Muggleborn’), or the security of friendships and love and affection. Lily can crave things so deeply and turn into a narrow-minded, jealous little monster.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?
Lily is an ambivert, as comfortable in a crowd as she is in solitude. Always a popular person at school, she was infallible friendly, even if there were few people she actually committed and stayed close to as friends. That is a designation she values highly and holds close. She can hold up being the center of attention, but is more comfortable in a group of people she knows, and while enjoys quiet solitude, can’t put up with it indefinitely.
What is your character’s diet like? What’s his or her favorite food?
Lily is still recovering from Baby Growing Diet and an almost excessive focus on eating well and nutritiously (the least she could do, if she was going to bring a child into this chaotic, war riddled world, is make sure they were healthy and given the best chance in life from the start). Prior to that, she had a fairly traditional, some might say bland, British diet. Meat and potatoes are what she grew up on in Cokeworth, which not much experimentation outside of that. There wasn’t much exposure to food from other cultures in a grubby town like that.
To go with her sweet tooth, she would claim any number of biscuits, pastries, and cakes as a favorite. She has a particular fondness for Pepermint Frogs, however. The remind her of Winter all year round.
How do you think your character’s psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?
Lily has been in a pressure cooker of stresses since she was eleven, and the root of those psychological issues stretch back to then. Her optimism has had a heavy damper put on it, and her openness with others is scorned and stunted. She is much more wary, less ready or able to believe in the innate goodness of people that was once so important to her. Her faith in justice and fairness are shaken and as the war drags on and on and seems more hopeless, she started to question if fighting here is even worth it anymore. She is incredibly tired and calloused towards the world. When they all hate her, how can she possible go on caring for them?
Give us a headcanon for your character. Anything is acceptable.
Lily has a long standing, self-admittedly silly mental association between Severus Snape and Willy Wonka. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was a childhood favourite story, and Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory released in theaters in June of 1971, shortly before she and Severus went to Hogwarts. Between the two, a fantastical equivalency between Wonka giving Charlie the key to the chocolate factory and Severus ‘giving’ Lily the key to magic and Hogwarts was made. It’s a fond bit of nostalgia for her, even if it gained a sour edge to it over the years. Part of that has gone on to impact Lily’s relationship to movies in general; she doesn’t care much for going to see them anymore.
Character Name: James Fleamont Amias Potter
With names such as Euphemia and Fleamont, his parents really wanted their son to have a less ancient name. They had quarrelled over possible options (one of such being John to James terror because he could have shared a name with the John bloody Lennon!) and finally settled for James. As his mother argued, it has a nice ring to it and was historical enough that he could never face any pureblooded elitist discrimination over it. They did add more traditional names as his second and third since they felt it was a necessity.
What’s a hobby or pastime that your character enjoys?:
James can be found doing anything and everything for as long as he is being active. If he is not stationary he’s good. That means flying on his broom, hiking in the Highlands, strolling through Muggle London or meeting for a cuppa (or a pint) with his friends are all very valid ways of spending his free time. Any activity that keeps him moving is what he needs to stay sane, however, with Lily’s pregnancy James is all the more content to spend his days prepping the house for a child. He has found immense pleasure in setting the nursery and putting together the crib without the use of magic. He’s settling down into the role of a father, something that feels is so much more important the closer they are to meeting their child and it’s helping him mature even more. And maybe, just maybe, Harry is going to be falling asleep to James reading him transmutation textbooks instead of fairy tales.
Do you have any preferred ships or anti-ships?:
Would I be joining such a group if I didn’t like Jily?
What do you think your character’s Boggart would be? If their greatest fear isn’t something that could easily take a solid form, what is it? Why?:
Tw:accident
As a child growing up in an old magical house, James has had a misfortune of seeing several boggarts. In fact, around his seventh birthday, the Potters actually had a huge problem with one that kept reappearing in his very own closet for close to two weeks. It kept scaring him, especially at night, because even though he knew what it was, a magical creature set on showing him his biggest fears was not exactly something he could just ignore and go to sleep. But as a child, he used to see all the regular things. Snakes and spiders and then an occasional bloodied pirate. Until one of their neighbours died in a freak accident. Dorothea Hayward was in her forties when she misstepped on a stair and fell down two floors breaking her neck in the process. It reverberated strongly within the Potter’s household because she was Euphemia’s best friend and their most frequent visitor. She also used to babysit James whenever the need arose and she always baked the most tooth-rottingly sweet pies. To be honest, she was more of an aunt to him than his actual aunts were. He was eight when he finally understood what death meant and around that same time realised that his parents were much older than regular parents were meant to be.
It is normal for a child to get separation anxiety at a certain point in life, but his turned into a regular trauma. He couldn’t sleep at night and when he did, he’d wake up screaming for them after having seen various visions of their demise. It lessened slightly after he actually went to school, but he always worried that every goodbye could be the last one. Fortunately, the school was more or less void of boggarts because he didn’t exactly fancy the idea of his schoolmates seeing him shatter at the sole thought of becoming an orphan. Now, as he’s all grown up and fighting a war, he hasn’t seen a single boggart in years but if he did it would most likely resemble a tragedy striking their family — Lily losing their child, Lily dying or any of the boys doing so while he is unable to save them.
What’s your character’s biggest pet peeve?:
James cannot understand how some people can choose to be neutral in this war. It’s impossible for him to believe that there are others so absolutely uncaring about the whole thing and deciding to stray clear of the conflict. Obviously, he cannot understand how people can think other’s so far below them to start actively targeting them, but somehow the fact, that there are blood purists out there is much more comprehensible than the existence of those who claim to be neutral. Especially, since no one can stay untouched by the war in the long run.
What would you consider to be an eccentricity of your character?:
Despite having spent his whole adult life actively fighting in a war, James had never stopped being loyal to a fault. He values loyalty and friendship above all else and is physically unable to distrust those closest to him. In general, he either trusts you completely or believes you are a Death Eater even though there are so many shades of grey in real life, It, to some extent, has to do with his disbelief in not choosing a side. You are either with him or against and that’s naive, but it is something that allows him to stay sane.
What is/was your character’s favorite subject in school? Why?:
Transfiguration became James’ favourite subject the minute Minerva McGonagall introduced herself to the class. She was an imposing witch, one that simply demanded respect and would not have it any other way, but boy, was she fun to mess with. It simply became a thing of honour for him to make McGonagall crack with laughter over one of his pranks, and while he never achieved that goal, he was certain that the occasional sudden glint in her eyes was more than just a reflection of light. It helped matters greatly that James simply had a knack for transfiguration and loved to study it, quickly moving to more advanced spells and techniques while at school and then further exploring the subject after graduation.
What time of day is your character’s favorite? What time of year?:
James loves early mornings. While he is also a person who enjoys sleeping almost as much as flying, it might be surprising how much he enjoys seeing a day be born. Holding a cup of coffee in one hand and stroking their ginger cat with another, he likes to just look out of the window of their soon-to-be-born baby and relax. In moments like this, he can imagine having no worries while at the same time bracing himself for the incoming day. Of course, it’s not every day that he wakes up early enough, but it’s definitely a frequent occurrence.
What’s your character’s Patronus? If they can’t conjure one, what would it be if they could? Why?:
When James had first conjured a corporeal Patronus, he hadn’t been surprised to see the mighty deer. He had heard before that the spell usually took on a form identical to that of a person’s animagus (however, most books said it the other way around as teenagers shouldn’t be able to master that kind of magic) and yet he still felt proud. A deer Patronus indicates that the wizard has a strong intuition, especially towards anything dangerous. Deers are also presented as majestic animals, filled with grace and gentleness. The meanings associated with the deer combine both soft, gentle qualities with strength and determination. And he’s not ashamed of that symbolism.
What is your character’s biggest vice (bad habit or immoral craving)?:
James can’t stay put. There’s a huge reservoir of energy deep inside of him that needs to find an outlet regularly and that usually means he doesn’t stop fidgeting or else he gets cranky and can explode. He bores easily and needs constant stimulation. That also sometimes can mean he rushes headfirst into action before thinking things through, which had caused him a few mistakes and injuries in the past. He had to put actual effort into changing that side of himself and he had been somewhat successful (a part of his growing up process) in slowing down, but not entirely and definitely not always. However, it does still require effort and when emotions take over him he loses that control.
Is your character an introvert or extrovert? How well do they handle social situations?:
As a child James used to crave attention. While his parents loved him and made sure he wasn’t lacking in anything they were old and tired and most of the time he was left alone to his own devices simply because they couldn’t keep up. Going to Hogwarts was a dream come true to him because not only could he finally start learning magic, but he was also surrounded by hundreds of people around his age. And James easily thrives while surrounded by others.
In a social situation he likes to make sure everyone feels included. No one can be left alone or feel down when there are others in the room. James will make sure of that.
What is your character’s diet like? What’s his or her favorite food?:
There is a lot of food that James doesn’t like. He’s beyond picky, something that always drove his mother mad, but he’s stubborn and always had been and if he says that he will not eat this or that – won’t. And it’s not about him not eating things that could be considered garbage, either. It’s not about only stuffing his mouth with expensive and good in quality ingredients, but rather the few dishes he likes the taste of, and he can live solely on those. In fact, if faced with a necessity (or under no supervision) he’d be happy to eat the same thing seven days in a raw. For as long as there is no corn in it or pineapple, or it’s a pizza with nothing else, but pepperoni and mushrooms.
How do you think your character’s psychological issues have manifested and changed your character up to this point?:
James doesn’t really notice any physical changes in himself. When he looks into the mirror, he doesn’t notice the wrinkles that are showing on his face and shouldn’t have place on a twenty-year-old or how his jaw is tight whenever he’s not smiling. In fact, he himself tries really hard not to change too much. It’s a small rebellion on his part as he is not allowing the war to force itself onto his person. He refuses to stop trusting people to keep a grip on anything he recognizes from the life before the war. Or actually, his life before he took a part in this war since he was still at school when it started.
But he’s quieter now. He still jokes and messes around, but it’s more forced since he knows it’s inappropriate. There are people dying every day because of the war and if he keeps joking it’s like he’s mocking their sacrifice. But some people want to pretend that nothing has changed, so he tries to bring smiles to people’s faces during particularly tedious meetings. And usually, for a moment, it feels like everything is good with the world again.
He really wants the war to end, even if it’s hard to imagine. The war has been going on for so many years now, that perhaps a world without it is impossible. It’s wearing him down… Making him anxiously reach for his wand at the slightest of rustles and observe his surroundings even if he’s somewhere supposedly safe. He doesn’t want this kind of life for his child, for his wife and for his extended family and friends. He has already lost so much to the war. Both his and Lily’s parents were dead and that meant, that were anything to happen to the two of them, their child wouldn’t even have grandparents that could take care of him. This war needed to end and it needed to end soon.
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James would love to have a huge family. At least four kids and preferably with as small age gaps as possible so no child of his could ever feel lonely. But with Harry surprising them, they can’t really fulfill that particular dream so he will make sure that his son is never alone.
