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Albus Potter

"I know what it is to be the spare."

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N A M E
Albus Severus Potter

N I C K N A M E (S)
Al / common / liked
Ally / used by family / liked

A G E
Seventeen

Y E A R
Seventh Year

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual

B L O O D S T A T U S
Halfblood

H O U S E
Slytherin

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S T Y L E
When Albus isn't wearing his deep emerald green Slytherin robes, he's often found lacking any sort of colour altogether. More often than not, Albus will wear a simple black t-shirt, black jeans and black vans or converse. He doesn't particularly care all that much about fashion and so tends to stick to what he knows best, therefore colour has never been something Albus has experimented with. In his youth, Albus could be found wearing all manner of brightly coloured t-shirts covered by little denim dungarees, but those happier, more vibrant days are long since gone. Albus dresses to match his moods, and if that doesn't say enough about his personality, I don't know what will.


H E I G H T & W E I G H T
5'10" & 122 lbs


A P P E A R A N C E
The juxtaposition of Albus' smooth, milky white skin against his deep espresso hair is striking, gracing him with a strange kind of beauty. There's no doubt that he is certainly unique, and Albus' saucer-like bright blue eyes only serve as further proof of this. While some may find his looks off putting in their severity, many have found them charming in their own sort of way, and because of this - as well as being the son of 'famous' Harry Potter - Albus has found himself with his very own little fanclub. The younger girls find his broody and mysterious personality incredibly attractive and he's more than once had to ask them to leave him alone so he can study in peace.


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L I K E S
Despite his sadness to begin with, Albus actually deeply enjoys being in Slytherin now. He excels in most academics but especially DADA and Potions. Something that he's exceptionally fond of, is his alone time because Albus likes to be able to get his reading and sketching done in peace. Growing up, Albus used to love running around the garden pretend playing Quidditch with James while Lily tried to convince them to let her join. Most people are unaware of this, but Albus has an serious soft spot for cats and chose to take one as his very own familiar to Hogwarts. Family is incredibly important to Albus, and while he doesn't have many, he deeply loves his friends.


D I S L I K E S
The one thing Albus hates more than anything else, are bullies, having had more than his fair share of experience with them, Albus knows how dangerously they can affect a child and does not wish for anyone else to go through what he did. Blood Supremacists confuse Albus, he doesn't understand why being a Pureblood makes them think that they're better than everyone else. In fact, any form of discrimination pisses him off and just doesn't make sense to Albus. While he has a strong love for cats, Albus hates dogs and rodents with a burning passion. Big crowds and loud noises unsettle Albus which can cause him a lot of anxiety. As Albus isn't the most outgoing person, a lot of people have presumptions about him simply because of the way he looks, or what house he was placed in.


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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Loyal | Reserved | Thoughtful | Short-tempered


Ask any of his friends, and they'll all tell you how fiercely loyal Albus is. He'd do anything for those he loves and tries his hardest to protect them, no matter the consequences for himself. However, that doesn't mean he'd go out on a limb for just anyone, and Albus can be exceptionally picky about who he befriends - so afraid of getting betrayed or befriended solely because he's the kid of Harry Potter, Albus can sometimes come off as unapproachable because he's often so aloof and broody. One of the boys biggest fears is being turned against by those he loves, so Albus has found he tends to close himself off rather than risk getting hurt.

Unlike his elder brother, Albus has always been a reserved boy. Since childhood it has been James that would go up to other kids and ask to play, he was always the one with loads of people at his birthday parties and a whole swarm of friends around him at all times. Due to James' reputation, when Albus arrived at Hogwarts, everyone expected him to quickly become the same popular Gryffindor his brother was. That's just not Albus, though. He much prefers being on his own and reading to going out to wild parties or celebrating his house's Quidditch win.

While he may not seem the type, Albus is in fact an incredibly thoughtful person. That one specific thing you mentioned months ago? Chances are Albus will have remembered it and bought it for you for your birthday. Unable to make it on a Hogsmeade trip? Albus will be sure to bring you back your favourite sweets. It's the little things that Albus is good at remembering and although he'd never say he's a thoughtful person, it's clear to those that he loves that Albus really cares.

The one trait Albus took on from his father, was his hotheadedness. Although he tends to be a calm and collected quiet guy, Albus can - when riled - really lose it. However not many people at school have seen this side to Albus, it's pretty much only his family who feel the brunt of Albus' anger. He may be easy to anger, but Albus is also very good at hiding it and doesn't like losing his temper in front of strangers as it gives them an even worse impression that he thinks they already must have of him.


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W A N D
English Oak, Phoenix, 13β€³, Supple

P A T R O N U S
Snow Leopard

F A M I L I A R
A Black cat named Jinx

B R O O M
Nimbus 2001

T A L E N T S
DADA | Potions
History Of Magic | Ancient Runes
Charms | Alchemy

W E A K N E S S E S
Herbology | Care Of Magical Creatures
Astronomy | Transfiguration
Divination | Muggle Studies

P A R E N T A G E
Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley


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Albus Potter's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Fred Weasley Character Portrait: Rose Granger-Weasley Character Portrait: Molly Weasley Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Frank Longbottom Character Portrait: Anika Patil Character Portrait: Tamsin Plunkett Character Portrait: Samuel Thomas Character Portrait: Lorcan Scamander Character Portrait: Lysander Scamander Character Portrait: Lidiya Krum Character Portrait: Vesta Greengrass Character Portrait: Hugo Granger-Weasley Character Portrait: Dominique  "Kiki" Weasely Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Louis Weasley Character Portrait: Ravi Chang Character Portrait: Lucy Weasley Character Portrait: Clara Chang Character Portrait: Roxanne Weasley Character Portrait: Iskra Krum Character Portrait: Lily Potter
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The school year is in full swing, all new students have unpacked and settled into their houses. As a treat for Halloween, the Headboy and Headgirl have managed to haggle a trip to Hogsmeade, on the condition that they and the prefects would then help set up for the annual Halloween costume ball that is held in the Great Hall on the 31st. A new tradition, but one all students looked forward to every year. The prefects may not be thanking their student leaders when they realise they're going to be spending the better part of a day decorating the largest room in Hogwarts, but for now, all are buzzing at the prospect of leaving Hogwarts for the day.

We join our witches and wizards as they are getting ready for their trip - pondering over what to wear, as they have permission not to wear school robes on the weekend. Where would they visit? What sweets would they buy from honeydukes? Did they have time to sneak in a butterbeer before having to head back? Each student is wrapped up in entirely different thoughts, planning their day to come.

No minds are thinking about the news, detailing vicious attacks on Purebloods by a group who labels themselves 'LOTUS'. What the students aren't aware of is the growing support for this group within their own school, no attacks have happened as of yet, but this trip would be the perfect time for something to go horribly wrong.



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Character Portrait: Fred Weasley Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Frank Longbottom Character Portrait: Anika Patil Character Portrait: Samuel Thomas Character Portrait: Lorcan Scamander Character Portrait: Scorpius Malfoy Character Portrait: Lucy Weasley
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Lucy was beyond excited for the day to come. She hadn't been to Hogsmeade in a few months and was desperately missing Honeydukes. Having woken up bright and early, Lucy was already dressed by the time her roommates were just waking up. Leaving the room she shared with three other girls, Lucy bounds down to the common room where she was hoping some of her friends would be.

Unfortunately, Lucy finds herself to be one of the first when she arrives, pouting at the lack of Frank or Lorcan. Sighing, she tightens her ponytail, glancing down at her outfit to make sure it looked good. Lucy had chosen yellow to be her colour of choice for the day, and what she was wearing made her feel like a bumblebee; she loved it.

Pondering whether or not she should just go to the hall and wait for her friends there, whilst also eating breakfast, Lucy decides against that idea because she wants to walk down with Frank. Instead, plopping herself down on one of the many cosy couches, Lucy fiddles with her hair as she waits, becoming impatient within seconds.

Jumping up from her seat after a mere few seconds of sitting, Lucy walks over to where the boys dorms were, concealed by another rounded door, just like the one on the barrel that led into the Hufflepuff quarters. Opening the door ajar, Lucy doesn't want to go up as the thought of seeing changing boys made her blush and cringe. Instead, she calls into the corridor that led off into the boy's different dorm rooms, "Fraaaaaaank," She shouts, though Lucy's shout is never above most people's outside voices, "Frankie, wake up I'm hungry!"

As a door opens, Lucy grins to herself, thinking she'd managed to get him up. Unfortunately, it was another one of the boys, his hair sticking up from a nights sleep, his face less than happy about being woken. "Lucy," He rolls his eyes as if he should have known, "Uh, listen, go back - I'll get him." Giggling happily, Lucy nods and retreats back from the door, regaining her seat on the couch as she waits for the boy to wake her sleeping friend.


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Sam had never been a morning person. Despite his eagerness to get into Hogsmeade, he was still fast asleep, tucked up under a mountain of blankets and pillows. It took his roommates dousing him with cold water to get the guy out of bed - something he was less than happy about.

"You bastards." He curses, sitting up in bed, soaking wet. Sam and his roommates were always messing with each other and pull pranks, and it was clear to see that today would be no different. Sticking his middle finger up at his hysterical friends, Sam squelches his way to the bathroom, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

Once there, he strips off the soaking clothing, throwing them into a corner before turning on the shower. As he let the hot water wash over him, Sam felt himself wake up a little. Done with his wash, Sam steps out, looking at his reflection in the fogged up mirror. Quickly brushing his teeth, Sam if finally ready to start his day. Grabbing a fresh (or at least, somewhat fresh) set of clothes from the trunk that sat at the foot of his bed, Sam chucks them on before heading over to Splinter's cage, pushing in index finger in between the bars to stroke his pets back. "Hungry, little man?" He asks the rat, grabbing the box of food he kept next to the cage and opening the little door to pour some into Splinter's bowl.

Having fed his rat, Sam decides it time to feed himself. Slipping out of his dorm room, Sam walks down the hall to where Fred's room was, banging on the door twice before letting himself in. Noticing his friend still asleep, a wicked smile forms on Sam's lips and he quietly approaches the guys bed. Leaning down close to Fred's ear, Sam shouts, "WAKEY WAKEY!" as loud as possible, shocking Fred awake. Slapping his thigh, Sam laughs at Fred's reaction, sitting himself down at the end of his bed.


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Since she was the one to organise the school trip to Hogsmeade, Anika had been forced to get up at the crack of dawn in order to get ready and be the first in the hall to greet those students that would be going. Being joined by Professors Flitwick and Sinistra only a few moments later; they were to be the accompanying teachers. "I hope you're right about this taking the students mind off of the whole LOTUS situations Miss Patil," Flitwick says, before yawning into his hand, "If not this is a royal waste of time." Anika bit her lip, forcing a smile onto her face as she replies.

"I believe this excursion will be good for us all," Anika moves a strand of hair that has come loose from her ponytail from her face as she continues, "The students are a little tense as of late, plus you'll have more than enough time to get in a few butter beers." Anika's smile turns wry as she hits on Flitwick's weakness, he always did love a butter beer. Watching as his eyes seem to light up a little, Anika holds back a giggle at his response. "Well, I suppose one couldn't hurt." Flitwick pats his rotund stomach, large for such a small man.

Sinistra's mind seems to be elsewhere as she listlessly stares at the empty Slytherin table. "LOTUS..." She mutters to herself, as though in a trance. Was she having a premonition? Anika was about to ask before she is approached by a student, a little third year tugging at her jumper.

"Emma Bell." The young girl says, and Anika ticks her off of the list of names. She had to make sure everyone was present before they could get going, not wanting to leave anyone behind. Thanking the young girl, Anika tells her to go and get some breakfast while she waits and Emma scurries off to the Hufflepuff table.

Wishing she could go and grab herself some breakfast, Anika knows that she cannot until everyone has arrived, but her stomach protests nevertheless. Gurgling arising, Anika grimaces and hopes that no one noticed. That was embarrassing.


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Albus hadn't slept much. His dreams were filled with darkness and often turned to nightmares; it had gotten to the point where he'd rather be exhausted than go to bed. Knowing that he should bring this up with someone, namely Scorpius, Albus doesn't want to worry his friend and so keeps it to himself, instead feigning sleeping until it is an appropriate time for him to get up.

Shrugging on a casual outfit, Albus is happy that he doesn't have to go through the bother of getting dressed into his school robes for once and instead can go for a much easier outfit. Glancing over to where Scorpius slept soundly on the bed next to his, Albus ponders on whether he should wake the boy up, but decides against it in favour of heading down to breakfast early.

Slipping on a pair of black boots, Albus gives his teeth a quick brush before heading down the many flights of stairs that led on the great hall. Once there, he walks up to Anika Patil, the head girl, and gives his name, despite the fact that pretty much everyone at school knew who he was already. After being ticked off of her list, Albus heads for the Slytherin table, finding himself to be one of the first there.

Grabbing himself a slice of toast, Albus butters it as he glances around him. The hall was uncharacteristically quiet and besides from Anika, Flitwick, Sinistra and a very small amount of other students, Albus was alone. The Slytherin table the emptiest one of all.

Hoping that Scorpius would soon join him, Albus bites into his toast, people watching until one of his friends came down to join him.

Setting

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Character Portrait: Fred Weasley Character Portrait: Molly Weasley Character Portrait: Albus Potter Character Portrait: Frank Longbottom Character Portrait: Anika Patil Character Portrait: Samuel Thomas Character Portrait: Lucy Weasley Character Portrait: Lily Potter
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"Mmm?" It was nothing but a soft grumble that came out of Fred when he heard the bangs on his door. He was still half-asleep. What was that? The sound of his door opening made his ears twitch a little. There is a weird stillness in the air as Fred doesn't hear anything else after the door shuts. There was someone in his room but were they just standing there? Suddenly he feels a presence almost inches from his face followed by Sam shouting "WAKEY WAKEY!" In his ear as loud as he could. Fred's teeth clenched at the sudden shock and he nearly jumped out of his bed. "Dear lord man! I almost had a heart attack!" Fred exclaimed resting his palms on his bed sheets, his body slowly relaxing once more.

He looked up at Sam, shook his head while grinning and stuck out his hand. "Help me up, you ass." he softly laughed. Once on his feet Fred scratched the back of his head, grabbed his glasses from the nightstand and stretched out his shoulders a little. "So, I heard zonko's are supposed to get a brand-new shipment from my dad's. Remember his new and improved box O rockets I was talking about?" He smiled confidently, adjusting his glasses a little. "There we go! God sent." He laughed, rummaging around for some clothes to throw on. He found a sweater hanging off the desk by his bed and a pair of clean or somewhat clean pants hanging off of his bedpost with the belt still looped through, thank you very much. He pulled on the sweater and headed to the bathroom, leaving the door a crack open so he can still talk to Sam.

"I'm starving, I have been really craving a BLT from Hogs Head. Lunch on me?" The sentences that came out of Fred's mouth came out in between brushes and mouthfuls of foamy toothpaste. He rinsed, spit and hit the loo real quick before washing his hands and finishing up. Upon entering the room again Alfie, Fred's orange tabby nudged its head against his leg. "Hungry?" Fred asked only to get a blink, two slow tail swishes and a meow in response. "Alright, alright. Let's get going then." Fred seethed his wand in a belt holster his mom had gotten him for his birthday. It was pretty neat and the leather nicely stitched. For the life of him though, Fred couldn't find the sneakers he wanted to wear but a quick "accio!" Was all it took for them to appear and… almost smack him in the face if he didn't catch them in time. He quickly tied them up and looked over towards Sam. "You ready?"

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Up and about by first light, Molly was following her morning routine like she usually did, deciding to go blonde today. She was out on the quidditch field before most were up, technically, sneaking out before curfew and jogging the morning fatigue away. Her hair was up in a ponytail, honestly, Molly didn't feel like dealing with her hair other than opting for blonde today. A change of mood maybe? She has been feeling on edge for the last few days but couldn't pinpoint why. There would just be instances where she'd feel the hairs on the back of her neck stand up accompanied by the feeling of someone watching her. She shook her head. No. It has to be her, maybe she was tripping up, too much tea?

Her earbuds were in and she was listening to Sweet Child O' Mine. The guitar solo always got her pumping, coming in handy in these situations. The morning cool felt refreshing against her skin and after a couple of laps, Molly stretched it out a little before heading back in for a much-needed shower. Knowing her little dorm mates, Molly had the shower all to herself because they were gone, all of them being early birds. Most likely waking up a little after she did. Molly soaked for a good twenty minutes before getting out of the shower and getting dressed, the faint smell of roses wrapped around her like a soft blanket.

Looking down at her bed while re-doing the ponytail from earlier, Molly spots BjΓΆrn laying stomach up and out cold. She lets out a quiet snort, ties her small pouch of coins to her belt and gave a short and quick whistle. It wasn't too loud but loud enough to get BjΓΆrn's attention. He quickly snapped out of his slumber as if it was all staged and jumped up into her hoody pocket. Making himself hidden as well as comfortable, right next to her wand. Molly planned on meeting her sister down in the hall and so she began making her way down but froze when she saw Irvin Watson. A boy who has a particular infatuation with Molly but doesn't know when no means no.

The bloke was chatting up some girls under an arch. He had his hand leaned up against the cobblestone wall and that damn charming smile Molly once viewed as such until she saw glimpses of his true self. That smile was in no way charming to her but creepy and frustrating. Standing there like an idiot for a minute, Molly finally gathered her bearings and backed up slowly. I'll just go the other way. And she did, taking her a bit longer to get to the hall than usual but she got there. Molly quickly scanned the room for Lucy while walking down to meet Anika and when she didn't find her, she decided she'd chat up Ani for a bit. "Hey, Ani." She smiled, taking a step back and folding her arm, giving a little bow. "Molly Weasely." After being checked off, Molly pulled herself to the side a little. Out of the way for the people coming up but closer towards Anika. "So, yea, hey. What do you plan on doing later?"

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On his own, Frank was never an early riser, but because of classes he already used to waking up by a certain time. Once he was up, the first thing he did was water the few plants he had by the window. They were just seedlings but Frank liked raising his plants to maturity in his room before moving them down to the greenhouse. It was better this way since they needed more care starting out and, in his room, he could tend to them as needed. The trip to Hogsmeade hadn't escaped Frank's mind. How could it? His father had a small list for Frank, a list that contained some things he needed from Godweed and Deathcap. On top of that, he was a prefect so he kind of had to go, not that he didn't want to anyway. Oh, on the contrary, all Frank wanted to do this weekend was hang out with his friends, get a butterbeer from the three broomsticks and if he had time, look for a present for Lucy.

Frank took to the bathroom and didn't take long with his morning hygiene and gladly so because when he stepped out the other boys he roomed with were already forming a small line outside the door. Lucas, a well-known class clown that Frank roomed with yawned loudly, his bed hair sticking out from all sorts of directions. "Mornin, boss." Lucas stifled out, mid-yawn. Ever since Frank became a prefect Lucas began calling him this. The nickname stuck for some, mostly the younger Hufflepuffs but Frank didn't mind. He found it endearing. "Mornin Luke, " Frank smiled as he passed by, heading over to his bed. "Oi and leave the dung bombs here today. You don't want to be suspended from going to Hogsmeade for another two weeks, again." Frank called over his shoulder, letting out a half laugh. "You got it, boss!" Responded Lucas with a wicked smiled before disappearing into the bathroom.

Reaching down into his trunk Frank pulled out his clothes for the day and tossed them on. There was a pause though, after pulling his shirt on. He could have sworn he heard his name being called out but it was almost too faint to make out. Shaking his head slightly, Frank dismissed it. He sat on his bed and began lacing up his trusty brown boots and as he did that, he took notice of Solomon who had stepped out into the hall. He came back in pretty fast only to lock eyes with Frank, a semi-annoyed look on his face. "Lucy is looking for you..." Was all Solomon said before rubbing his eyes and filing up in line. Frank smiled, of course, it was her he heard earlier. He was just excited to see her as she was him but Frank had different ways of showing it.

Frank ran a brush through his hair rather quickly just to get rid of any knots, the only bad thing about having long hair. He then grabbed his father's list that sat on his nightstand, pocketed it, opened the window slightly for Athena when she returned from where ever she goes, and then grabbed his bag and was out the door. He rummaged through his bag as he went down the steps, stopping halfway because he couldn't feel his wand and he almost tripped. After a minute, Frank's hand brushed against it and he sighed, relieved he didn't have to turn back. Once he came to the landing, the top of Lucy's head was the first thing to catch Frank's eye. "A little bird told me you were looking for me?" He smiled, one of his lazy boy-ish ones while approaching the couch.


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"Ugh, why do you have me up so early?" Grunted lily behind tired blue eyes and passing students. The girl dragging her along, Jamie, is a good friend of hers. In fact, they are such good friends that Lily has been hiding a two-year crush on the girl. "Hogsmeade, sleepyhead." Jamie smiled back at Lily and her heart jumped, cheeks reddening as she ducked her head and mumble out, "Oh, yea..." Lily cursed herself, she knew Hogsmeade was today but she just couldn't get anything else out in the moment.

After some more walking, now keeping pace side by side, Lily began looking around. For a moment the surroundings didn't seem familiar but after rounding a corner Lily realized that they were too far from the viaduct. The bridge that connected one side of the castle to the entrance courtyard. The early hour fog is lingering making the view of the black lake from above more mysterious. Jamie leaned over the edge a little, protected by the stone railing. She was peering down below, watching for movement and when she caught what she was looking for she half turned to Lily. "Hurry! C'mon." Jamie grabbed her by the hand and pulled her quickly over. "Look down below, there swimming." Jamie pointed at three small bumps underneath the surface of the water. Are those? "Whoa, mermaids?" Lily always heard of the rumors from the students and her father did kind of confirmed it once but seeing it with her own eyes was different.

"I noticed something swimming when I was waiting for Rowan a few days ago. I thought you might like them." Lily turned her head to look at Jamie, smiling. "Uh yeah, this is really cool!" The two stared at each other for a second before giggling and watching the mermaids swim away. Above all, … Jamie really was a good friend. After that little surprise, the two decided to head over to the great hall for breakfast. "Hey Jamie, I'll catch up with you in a minute." Jamie nodded giving a small wave and heading up to give her name while Lily made a quick b line towards the slytherin table. "Mornin, Al." Lily plopped herself right across from her brother, on the other side of the bench.