POTTER, Harry James

[HARRY POTTER]

POTTER, HARRY JAMES



IN DREAMS WE ENTER A WORLD
the basic information

HOUSE: Gryffindor

NAME: Harry James Potter
NICKNAMES: Potter, Scar-head, Potty, name a derogatory term
AGE: Seventeen
BIRTHDAY: July 31st 1980
BLOOD: Half-blood, technically pureblood but Lily was muggle born
WAND: 11' holly, phoenix feather core

I DONT GO LOOKING FOR TROUBLE

YEAR: Seventh
HAIR STYLE/COLOR: Dark brown, messy mop
EYE COLOR/APPEARANCE: Green, emerald and vibrant
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: 5'6, 130 pounds, lean/slightly toned in abdominal region.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Lightning shaped scar
CLOTHING STYLE: Loose clothes that Dudley couldn't wear and casual wear. Mostly layered coats, jeans, and converse shoes. Lately more leather shoes for traveling.
PLAY BY: Daniel Radcliffe

TROUBLE USUALLY FINDS ME
your character personality

FEARS: Dementors, Voldemort (still working on that, more facing him one on one), fear itself (), and losing everything he cares about
DESIRES: Defeat Voldemort, Destroy horcruxes, save the world, get the girl (Ginny)
SECRETS: Has NO idea what he is doing, doesn't believe in himself much at all, afraid of failing, still has feelings for Ginny despite breaking up for her safety; has fallen in love with her and watches her on the Marauder's Map to make sure she's safe
PATRONUS: Stag
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
LIKES: Friendship, DADA, Potions, Quidditch, Helping people, defeating Death Eaters, Treacle tart, Ginny, Hedwig, his friends, hearing stories about his parents
DISLIKES: Death Eaters, Being questioned on opinions, Hearing negativity on his parents, having past mistakes recounted, being unable to stop other people's suffering, letting his friends down.
FAVORITE CLASS: DADA
OVERALL PERSONALITY: FRIENDS: Harry has always been towards high value of friendship. They take heightened importance in loo of his family which he had lost. Sirius being his only remaining family member. He cherishes friendship to a point where he'd do anything for his friends, even at the cost of his own life. Lately, however, he has begun to notice things since he became darker with Cedric Diggoy's death looming over his mind. He has become much more protective and much more worried for his friends safety. He knows that death for loved ones is possible and he would do anything to keep that from befalling those he holds dear.

ENEMIES: Only few can fit into this category and most lie within major groups that conjure up the newest development in Harry's personality that came from the year prior; the ability to hate. It started for the Ministry of Magic with his expulsion on the horizon for him. That hate died for only a moment before his hatred for the Daily Prophet mixed with it and began to form a larger manifestation. He still carries an opinion on it, although they turned their tails and started to support him now. One of his major enemies was always Draco Malfoy. That boy always made it his ultimate goal to get to Harry in any way possible. Harry had enough, if it needed to come to blows again for the other to understand that he had enough of his bullying, then so be it. Harry was prepared to face any consequence as long as he stopped his five year long rivalry with the sniveling git. Lately he noticed how odd Draco had been acting, he would get to the bottom of it one way or another. One of the biggest enemies of his is Hogwarts's very own Professor Serverus Snape. That man had been out to get Harry since day one, this year with him as DADA teacher he was sure to go mental. He made every class he took harder on him, he might actually lose his love for his favorite subject because of this man. Rather than professor favoritism he received yet more antagonism. At 'home' he had more enemies in the family the Dursleys. They were rude, rambunctious, rotten, and rampant. The way they treated him was lower than a common servant. He hated it there, and he hated them for all they have put him through after all of these years. He was very impatient to get away from them, to the point of desperation, he has contemplated many times what it'd be like to run away. His ultimate enemies were within the group known as Death Eaters.Lucius Malfoy and Peter Pettigrew were two members he could easily identify. Bellatrix Lestrange was a large fold of his hatred. She killed Sirius and she tortured Neville parents. It was more personal than ever, his hate for her. They used to strike fear into Harry, the memories of them in ordinance with Lord Voldemort, watching the torment unfold before them.They enjoyed it, they were in service of the Dark Lord, the enemy that Harry couldn't imagine facing without defeat. All but one year his arch enemy has been the Dark Lord. Facing him...would require everything in his being if he wished to be victorious from the encounter.

LOVERS: Love wasn't much on Harry's mind from the start, although its tangle with his life was wound tighter than a steel coil. He always understood familial love, he only thought that was what he was capable of. Not until recently had he noticed changes. Two years ago he saw her clearly, Cho Chang. She was the girl of his dreams and she made him nervous all of the time. It wasn't until later that he could even muster the courage to stutter a word to her. The death of Cedric, her boyfriend at the time, led to a halt on his advances (or lack there of). The next year however he had a feeling she might actually think of him in a different way than before, was it her thinking he was the cause of Cedric's death and that he should be at fault? Or did she think he was honest and actually develop feelings for him? No matter which he was assured that he cared for that girl. They kissed briefly, and the dated for an even shorter period. He had already sorta found the girl of his dreams in Ginny Weasley, his best mate Ron's sister, at the end of his fifth year over chocolate eggs. He saw her differently that day, Easter of 1996, and ever since he grew to like her and more presently love her. They dated near the end of his sixth year, after winning the house cup. He kissed her right in front of the whole of Gryffindor house in the common room. He hadn't ever been so happy, the perfect relationship. After Dumbledore's death it came to an end as he took up his entitled mission, for her safety he left her behind in hopes she'd wait for him. Although, as she said, on the road a girl could sort of...come along.

EYES GLISTENING WITH THE GHOSTS OF HIS PAST
your character history

PARENTS: James and Lily Potter (Deceased)
SIBLINGS: None
PETS: Hedwig (deceased)
OVERALL HISTORY:
Who am I? Do you really want to know? My story is not one for the faint of heart...actually, I've been rather surprised by it myself. There was a man named Tom Riddle, he is a murderer. He killed many people, including my parents. He tried to kill me but I, for reasons I found out last year, survived. My mother, Lily Potter, she gave herself in sacrifice for me. Her love saved my life. From that moment I attained this scar on my forehead and I suppose the rest is kind of spread around.

I lived my first eleven years blind to the world, confused and misunderstood. I was locked away in a cupboard beneath the stairs, fed once a day. I used to rejoice for the weekends because I got to eat twice, they'd give me a sliver of my favorite desert, treacle tart. Of course Dudley, my cousin, got the whole damn tin...which, if he was STILL hungry, he'd take my sliver for his own. Weird things started to happen to me. I didn't know at the time that I had magical powers. We went to the zoo and there I saw one, a serpent. Dudley was leaning on the glass so closely, but I didn't notice that at first. I saw the sign "Native of Brazil, bred in captivity'. I knew what it was like, to be captive against my will. So I thought about it, I thought about it so hard. I thought about being free, I thought about freeing him and the glass suddenly vanished. Dudley fell in. He splashed about like a pig in a tar-pit. The serpent thanked me and I, in turn, told him he didn't have to mention it. I didn't know I was a parselmouth at that moment.

As my eleventh birthday neared my life changed drastically. I thought for the longest time that it was for the worst, but it was all for more than the best. Through the mail slot it arrived, my Hogwarts acceptance letter. The scent of fresh parchment radiating off of it...the fine creased edges. It was all too wonderful to accept at first. But, my uncle Vernon snatched it from my grasp without a second look. Over the next few days the story was the same. More letters poured in endlessly. Outside owls were waiting, a swarm was about us as they surrounded us. Never before had I seen anything like it, owls everywhere!

Then uncle Vernon and aunt Petunia hit their boiling point, the letters flooded in through the chimney and they couldn't take how 'taxing' it was for them. I didn't understand why they were working so hard to keep me away from whatever was in those letters. I barely read one and it was taken from me. We fled to a hotel, the Railview hotel where we recieved yet another letter. In his rage, Uncle Vernon led us to a random shack in the middle of nowhere that I had never even imagined to have existed. That is where I spent my night, the night before I turned eleven. As I wished myself a happy birthday at the stroke of midnight a knock was heard. Uncle Vernon was battle ready with his shotgun, parading to the door when I met my first magical friend, Hagrid. I learned it all that day, I was a wizard, Lord Voldemort killed my parents, I survived, I was going to wizarding school, and I wasn't just Harry as I always thought.

Birthday cake, crooked up guns, and pig tails later I had my first trip to the Leaky Cauldron. There I was properly introduced to Tom, then shown a odd brick wall. I watched the half-giant man tap the wall next to me as before me the world of magic opened widely. It was the welcome that exceeded my expectations. Things kept moving from there; I had everything I needed, a wand, an owl, my books. It was all so surreal and happening so fast. Before I knew it we were at Gringotts and I got to see my inheritance. I was surprised to see it all fit in one room, the stacks of it stood larger than I did. Then I watched Hagrid head to a different vault, it was so mysterious but I was still too mesmerized by all I had seen earlier to care all that much.

From that moment months passed like hours. Before I knew it I met my first friend my age, Ronald Weasley. I saw a good part of his family that day as well. Percy, a incomparably egotistical elitist, Fred and George, who at the time were even harder to tell apart than these days, his mother Molly Weasley who from the first sentence she uttered I could tell she was suffocatingly motherly (which I don't really mind at all), and of course Ginny Weasley. That girl, if at that time I knew that I...*ahem*...anyway I boarded the train and sat alone for a moment before the red-haired boy from earlier, Ron, looked to me with uncertainty all over. He looked out of place, as though no one let him sit with them. Which he added to be true as soon as he began to speak. Moments later, I don't know if I was desperate for a friend or if it was nature or destiny calling, I bought candy for us all and filled the room. We talked and talked after his initial shock at finding out who I was. He tried to show me a little prank his brothers showed him, they obviously wanted to embarrass him. That was where we met the last piece in our puzzle. Hermione Granger. Her first words to us exemplified how things would be; correcting Ron almost endlessly and supplying information.


The sorting came first, right after meeting the prat himself, Draco Malfoy, for the third time since Madam Malkin's and his offer on the Hogwarts Express, then seeing Neville Longbottom show that he wasn't the most orderly of our lot (he's really changed since then). The sorting was rather fast, all until it came to me. The room didn't seem as loud and I saw Professor Dumbledore sit up slightly. I battled the hat with my chants. All I wanted was anything, as long as it was 'Not Slytherin'. When i heard the most wonderful sound bellow, Gryffindor, I felt my heart leap. It was the place I belonged. I didn't want power, or greatness, just to be happy and meet people. I suppose the heroic quality in my kept me from going to Hufflepuff.

The days passed by, first lessons going fast. Learned to fly, made the Quidditch team as the youngest seeker, formed my...disliking of Snape, enjoyed Hedwig's company, all of the basics mostly. But then, one night, after adventuring when Christmas passed: I found the mirror of erised. I attained my fathers cloak of invisibility for Christmas and it helped me find it. I looked into it deeply and I saw my parents with me. I hurried and brought Ron. I still don't know what he truly saw, but he still grins about it to this day. Personally I believe he was a Quidditch champion with a certain curly-haired bookwork planting one on him. But, I digress. Oh how could I forget about Fluffy, I never was so scared! It was a while before, but we screamed as we ran. I suppose that Hermione was right, It really would've been horrible if we had been expelled.

The whole of the while I thought Snape was doing it, I thought he was the one trying to kill me. But it turned out to be Quirrel. Later on I faced him, I recieved the philosopher's stone and I returned it to Professor Dumbledore. I'll never forget that moment where he ate an earwax flavored jellybean.

The next year didn't go so well at first. A house-elf Dobby was ruining my already downcast life. It was horrible to say the least. He got me locked in my room, from which Ron, George, and Fred rescued me from. Ginny was odd then, she came down the stairs and backed away just as quickly, yet it was slow at first. It was rather weird to see. I still don't get what that was about. Dobby interfered in my life once more, making it incapable for me to make passage in an effort to keep me from school. Ron fell to this as well. He hatched an idea however. We went by car and found ourselves in some...well...trouble in many places. Eventually we made it back though, with heavy detentions and all. Dobby kept messing with me though, during the Quidditch match he sent a rogue Bludger to get me. We won because I caught the snitch like the year before but it broke my arm. Then, the 'wonderful' new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher came up. Gilderoy Lockhart. He's batty now isn't he? I'll save you the basilisk attack as well as the whole Aragog encounter. I think Ron would squirm somewhere at me even mentioning it. Anyway, we took batty ol' Gilderoy with us when Hermione was petrified, she's muggle-born so as you know..., we went to the Chamber and there, after getting separated from Ron and Lockhart, I found Ginny with Tom Riddle's diary. No no, don't be all surprised or gasp, yes Voldemort's diary. Don't make a thing of it. I fought the basilisk, I stabbed it with the sword of Gryffindor. Then I killed the diary with the fang of the basilisk. Tom Riddle's ghost possessed Ginny no more and we escaped in the hold of Fawkes.

The next year, however, was turbulent. Ron and I had a front against Hermione. She was in all of these classes and had a little attitude...although in retrospect I can see how we were a bit pushy towards her. Divination was a joke, Defense Against the Dark Arts was magnificent, and of course...dementors...word had spread around about the 'notorious Sirius Black' escaping and being after me. I found the truth in Professor Lupin, finding that he was close friends with my father and finding that he was in a group with Sirius, Wormtail, and my father. As their map displayed, they were the Marauders. I summoned a full grown patronus and defeated a sea of dementors, okay maybe not a sea...but a lot of them. Hermione and I freed Sirius and he headed off with Buckbeak, freshly saved from execution (the both of them)

You of course know of my fourth year. You slandered that before. This time get the facts straight okay? Hermione and I weren't an item at all! In fact, things looked rather close between Hermione and Ron in their arguing. I never noticed it before that day, the Yule Ball. Yes, I did want to go with Cho Chang, Cedric's girlfriend at the time. But it was okay...sure I didn't have any fun and Ron and I sat in shame watching our girls have the time of their lives. The trials were the major thing, though. I defeated a dragon, rescued Ron and Gabrielle from danger (or so I thought at the time), and conquered the sphinx and maze, completing it alongside Cedric for Hogwarts's victory. But, it was for naught. It was a portkey that took us to a graveyard, one for Tom Riddle. Cedric was killed by Wormtail, using Voldemort's wand...and Voldemort was risen again with his father's bone, Wormtail's offering, and my blood. He taunted me, toyed with me and explained why he couldn't touch me before but now could. I dodged him for a while before facing him, our wands locked in Priori Incatantatem. I saw the old tavern man, Cedric, and my parents. Cedric told me to bring his body back to his father, and my parents helped me escape. I brought him back, Cedric, and we found out the man masquerading as Mad-eye was actually Barty Crouch Jr. Before we could get his testimony by veritaserum that Voldemort indeed returned, Fudge allowed him to get the dementor's kiss...leading to his death.

Um, fifth year. I wasn't that big of a fan with the world calling me a liar. You can imagine my distaste with such a prospect. It was my O.W.L year, I already had enough on my plate without Umbridge on me as well. Her detentions were painful, I didn't get to see Ron's first trial for Quidditch but I was delighted to see him on the team. We, of course, got 'banned' from Quidditch. Fred, George, and I weren't pleased by this at all. Ginny took my place, however. Hermione entertained the idea, that year, to start up a group to properly teach defense against the dark arts. Ginny coined the name Dumbledore's Army, we were brilliant, but we were shut down by Umbridge..leading to Dumbledore fleeing and things taking a turn. I had never been so angry for a whole school year in my life. Started the year in a trial, ended it with losing my Godfather...I had a fine group of friends though. Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, and Cho Chang joined the roster of Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and I. We became close, not so much Cho with the others. We...well...she was my first kiss, and sorta girlfriend for a short...very brief period. You of course know already that Voldemort has returned, it was proven and undeniable. No one could battle Professor Dumbledore and I on it any longer, we were right. I had quite the number of shouts with Dumbledore over my...Godfather's death, but that's all in it's own place. I learned of the prophecy, of what I must do and how I must win for the sake of us all. This burden I'll bear if it means no one would be killed, not another child orphaned, by that common and glorified murderer.

The next year started with me meeting the..'whimsical' professor Slughorn for the first time. He was brought along to teach at Hogwarts for the new year. In Diagon Alley Ron, Hermione, and I got a lead on Draco up to suspicious activities, so we tailed him and found him heading into Borgin and Burkes...creepy little git. We, of course, were sneaking around under the cloak together; the same way we made out of Fred and George's shop. So we were ready to leave when Hermione made an attempt but failed with Borgin to get why Draco Malfoy was skulking around that particular shop. Much later on the Hogwarts Express, Ginny, Neville, and I were brought to meet Slughorn for this...Slugclub thing he thought up, how clever, right? After I used the cloak and listened in on Malfoy bragging. When the train stopped he petrified me and broke my nose. Luckily, Tonks came to my rescue and led me back until Snape decided to lead me the rest of the way, taking the opportunity to get in as many jabs as he could manage...git. I was given the okay to take potions to continue trying to be an Auror by Professor McGonagall and went to the class dragging Ron. He got the good book, so I got stuck with a ratty old one...edited by the Half Blood Prince. Skipping a ahead, Ron making the team and him and Hermione having their fall out after the first game, we had a Slug Club party to before break. I took Luna as a friend and it was all good and fun, I followed Malfoy and Snape to find that the latter was involved in an 'Unbreakable vow'.

Over the break I stayed at the Burrow. All was well and fine, better than fine with Ginny there whom at that time I had a heavy crush upon. Then the Minister of Magic himself showed up with Percy Weasley. Percy distracted the family as the Minister spoke with me in private. I turned him down completely and he stormed off. Back at school much later on Katie Bell, whom had been cursed early on, had returned. After speaking with her I kept in mind what she said. A few days later I caught up with Malfoy, weeping in the loo. We dueled and I used a spell, Sectumsempra 'for enemies', and it left marks on him I never would wish for my greatest foe. Snape came, asking for me to show him my book. I traded with Ron and showed it to him. He gave me detention so I missed the last Quidditch team...I wasn't very proud of myself as a captain. Ginny defended me though in a wordy back and forth between her and Hermione on my behalf. We got rid of the book, but I had plans to get it back later down the road. I used liquid luck to convince Slughorn to give me the proper memory for my next lesson with Dumbledore to see Tom Riddle's past and heritage. After getting him drunk with Hagrid he was more willing with the right words. We learned of Voldemort having made horcruxes, Dumbledore explaining to me what they are and that when he could figure where the next one would be he'd get in contact with me. When I came back from detention to the common room everyone was celebrating. Ron was calling to me that we won, all I saw was Ginny. I moved to her as she moved to me and I full on kissed her right there in front of everyone. After we went for a walk, ignoring how silent everyone was, some smiling, others like Romilda and Dean heartbroken. The next major thing was Dumbledore's next lesson, aside from Ron and Lavender breaking it off. We went to a coast where the orphanage Voldemort used to live at would holiday. We faced it's trails, Dumbledore dying slowly after we got the locket. We apparated back to Hogsmeade and met Rosmerta, who as deducted was imperioused. Which meant my suspicions were true. We made to the castle quickly, landing on the Astronomy tower. Dumbledore...petrified me and covered me in my cloak against the far wall...all I could do is watch and listen. Draco came, threatened and disarmed him, then the other Death Eaters...lastly Snape and he killed him. He trusted him, and right then and there he killed him...

When Dumbledore fell and they fled I slowly regained control of my body, the binder...having passed. I chased after them, a battle going on with Order members and Death Eaters as they fled. I stood up to Snape, whom defeated me and revealed that he was the Half-blood Prince. His mother's maiden name 'Prince', half of him, very wise...for a disgusting untrustworthy murderer. I wept over Dumbledore's body, clutching him and taking the locket. In the hospital wing we found that Bill had been harmed, now a werewolf. Tonks and Remus admitted feelings for one another, Fleur showed she truly loved Bill, and I knew what I had to do. We mourned Dumbledore, had a funeral for him and everything. After I told Ginny I had to go, she already knew before I started. Ron and Hermione chose to come along despite my pleas for them not to.

Summer for me was a waiting room. I read about Dumbledore during those times, wondering why he never said anything about himself personally. The Dursley's fled, leaving the house to me along with what else was in the fridge. I made for Dudley's computer as soon as they were gone...Dudley actually was kind to me before departing. A couple weeks before my birthday the new advanced guard came, familiar faces in the whole of the ranks. We pretended to be seven versions of me and took of for the safe houses to transport to the Burrow. I was with Hagrid and we got a long ways along before we were attacked. Stan Shunpike among the ranks for some reason. Voldemort found me and Hedwig was killed...trapped and caged, never free until death...my old friend. I fell unconscious and my wand stopped his involuntarily and sent him away. We got to the Burrow and I was questioned upon entering by Remus Lupin. We found out George had his ear cursed off by Severus Snape. The next few days were okay, for my birthday we had a small party with cake and close friends. First thing I did was magic my glasses to myself in the morning. Ron got me a hilarious book on 'charming' witches, which he obviously was practicing on Hermione. gave him a Sneakoscope, and Ginny...a kiss, a hint of a bit more (why oh why not more?) but Ron decided to burst in and ruin that, plus George's little 'Mooorning' when she kissed me before the wedding. It was interrupted by a full scale attack, but I got valuable information on the Deathly Hallows and Dumbledore there.

Our journey began, fighting Death Eaters, traveling, breaking into the Ministry of Magic, Ron leaving and returning, destroying a Horcrux, getting captured, Dobby's death...once at Shell Cottage I explained why them being with me was too dangerous, so as summer was leaving they headed back to Hogwarts without me. I would destroy the last Horcruxes myself...

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