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Liam Porter

"Every coin has two sides. Just like me".

0 · 545 views · located in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

a character in “Hogwarts - Memories of the Past”, as played by Mr. Baneling Squishy

Description




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{ "Bravery does not mean you are fearless. Bravery means you have fears, but can do something anyways" }




{ Name: }Image
Liam Porter

{ Nicknames }
Li, LP

{ Birthday }
July 4th, Eleven

{ Sexuality }
Straight

{ House: }
Gryffindor

{ Year }
First Year

{ Face Claim: }
Dakota Goyo




{ "The worst pain is not from the moment you get the wound. It is every day after you have to live with it." }




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{ Likes }
◆Dogs ◆Snow ◆Snow Sports ◆His dog Winter ◆His father's old pocket watch ◆His family ◆The color red ◆Going on adventures ◆Jokes ◆Being friendly ◆The season winter ◆Exploring


{ Dislikes }
◆Dark Wizards ◆People prying into things he doesn't want to talk about ◆The Forbidden Curses ◆Losing people he cares about ◆Fighting with friends ◆Failing ◆Getting Sick ◆Asparagus ◆Being yelled at ◆Being ignored ◆Being upset ◆People seeing him upset



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{ Strengths/Talents }
◆He can sometimes be hard to stop, as he can be very determined ◆He is a good climber ◆He is a great snowboarder ◆He seems to be a natural at defensive spells ◆He is good at telling when people want something from him ◆He has a powerful Patronus ◆He is good at Runes ◆He is good at concealing how he feels

{ Weaknesses }
◆Mentioning his father will cause some kind of reaction ◆He has nightmares ◆He can't always control his anger ◆He has...issues...with potions ◆He is trouble prone ◆He prefers to ignore his issues ◆It can be challenging to get him talking about sensitive topics ◆He is afraid of trolls



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{ Personality }
Joking
Liam can be a bit of a joke steer at times. Part of this is to cope with the pain, the other is because this was what he was like before his father's death.
Friendly
Liam likes to make friends, and likes to be friendly. He is often very social when in a good mood.
Closed Off
While Liam seems friendly and open, anyone observant enough will notice he is holding a bit of himself hidden away. He has ever since his father died.
Trouble Prone
Liam has a knack for getting himself into trouble.
Loyal
Liam is very loyal to his friends. This is because he does not want to lose them like he lost his father.



{ "Trust me, you don't want to know the real me." }




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{ Hair Color: }
Its naturally blondish brown hair, but seems to turn almost golden in the right sunlight.

{ Eye Color: }
Brown

{ Complexion: }
Caucasian



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{ Height and Weight: }
4'11 feet tall, and about 99 lbs. He is abnormally light for his age, and somewhat short.

{ Build: }
He is thin, but endurant.

{ Scars, Tattoos, Piercings? }
None

{ General Clothing Style: }
Casual




{ "It doesn't matter how someone looks. How they feel can be very different." }




{ Patronus: }
Unicorn, begrudgingly enough. He wanted it to be a dog.

{ Patronus Memory: }
It had been a very cold day already as Liam, his father, and his dog Winter had been traversing the slopes. His father and him had taken a certain fondness to certain muggle sports, particularly snowboarding. His father was an important man in the Ministry, nearly as important as his mother. However, as they traversed the slopes, a bolt of magic came out of nowhere and blasted the snow and ice in front of Liam. Liam fell into ice cold water, and his father tried to help him but he was then killed by one of the deadly curses.

His body fell down, right in front of him. His wand dropped into the hole, which Liam caught. The Dark Wizard then came up to the hole, and smiled at Liam. "You shall make a good horecrux". She then cast a curse right at him, but he tried to use his father's wand to deflect the blast. Instead, he did a massive reflection spell that sent the blast back at her. With help from Winter, he got out of the hole and kneeled down next to his father, still shivering and possibly a bit hypothermic. After crying for a long time. Unconvinced his father was dead, he and Winter tried to drag the body back home. After several days, enduring through pain from the impact of the hole, he finally was found by his eldest brother who had graduated Hogwarts thirteen years ago. He had managed to survive, though only barely, that whole time. Needless to say, it was a big event in the news.





{ "Life is like gold. Precious, but often stolen." }




Image{ Place of Origin: }
London, UK

{ Happiest Memory: }
His tenth birthday. It was the first Birthday his brothers and parents had all been able to attend, and when they gave him Winter, his dog. He named him Winter because his fur was as white as snow. It was also the first time in years all of his family was able to attend. They are usually very busy. It was a really great day.

{ Saddest Memory: }

His father's funeral is his saddest memory. Liam often feels like it's his fault for his father dying. However, he keeps this a secret from everyone else, and tries to be his happy, joking ordinary self. But the funeral, the burial. This is his saddest memory. They keep telling him he was dead the moment the spell hit him he died, but he feels like if he had just moved quicker then maybe he would be alive.

So begins...

Liam Porter's Story

ImageThe Great Hall was filled with light, food, teachers, and all of the students except for the first years, who were just entering now. Various things from pumpkin juice to chocolate cake adorned the platters on the tables. Each house ghost, excluding the Bloody Baron, were there as well. The Great Hall was just that. It was great in size, in standards, in supply if food, and just it's overall Imageaura. The ceiling was high above, and floating in the air were various magical candles and floating orbs of light.

Above each house table was its banner. Gryffindor's lion, Ravenclaw's eagle, Slytherin's snake, and Hufflepuff's badger, all in their house colors. Each one filled with the students who had been sorted in the previous years. Each bustling with people. As the first Imageyears walked down the long path between the tables, anxiety and whispering could be heard throughout. "What house will I be?" "Who are they?" "Is that who I think it is?" "I wonder how many of them are mud bloods this year". The whispers were obviously there, though not all were clear. Nearly Headless Nick swore he had forgotten something again, before adjusting his head so it wasn't hanging off.
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The sorting hat sat there, the one thing who would choose what house they would be. This hat had seen more anxiety, anger, and disbelief then any other being alive. And now, it would reach into the minds of these students and place them where they belong. The first name was then called forth. Liam Porter.
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As Liam sat on the stool, the sorting hat was placed on his head. "Liam Porter, eh? You have quite a few brothers, at least two I believe still attend here. Another Porter. You are very loyal...but, you are also very brave. Courage runs strong in you like your brothers. Maybe Hufflepuff....but I think I know a better place. Among your brothers. GRYFFINDOR!!!" The Gryffindors cheered and then chanted together. "You belong in Gryffindor where dwell the brave at heart! Our daring nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart!"
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The next name called was Octavia O'Conner. She approached the stool, slid on then the hat was placed on her pale hair. "Not much wit in the head but there is bravery but more than that, loyalty. You aren't afraid of bad things to come and I believe your brother was quite the same. Well Ms. Octavia. I believe you belong in.... HUFFLEPUFF!" Again there was cheering and yet another chant. "You belong in Hufflepuff where they are just and loyal! We Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil!"

The other students were sorted and then the feast began. It is a happy time at Hogwarts as the young first years meet new friends in their houses or even, new enemies.




[ OOC: Not trying to be rude by not including the Ravenclaw and Slytherin first years but I have nothing to go off of as a name thing. Truly sorry if I offend anyone. ]

Liam wasn't surprised. Every Porter who ever went under that hat seemingly became a Gryffindor. He was more worried about people knowing who he was. After all, his story made the front page twice. "Ministery Official's Death and Son barely survives after a few days alone in the snow filled forest" still rang into his ears from others voices, despite the lengthy name. It was a big story, his father dying, and Liam managing to reflect a curse out of pure luck. But to him, every time he heard was just another reminder his father was dead, and he watched it happen. His family was all affected, but he witnessed the death himself. And he was the closest with their father. It bothered him more then others. And people tended to treat you differently already when your mother was as high up in the Ministry as his.

That didn't mean he showed it though. He hid behind his normal self, full of jokes and courage and loyalty. As he sat down at the table around fellow Gryffindor's, a familiar face caught his attention. It was his brother, Daniel. "Welcome to the club Liam" he mentioned, messing up Liam's hair. Liam smiled somewhat, but also was annoyed.

"I thought I told you to stop doing that!" Liam mentioned, as his other brother Tristen added "Now you are stuck with us. Also means you can stop using my bed at home since you're here now".

Liam looked towards the other Gryffindor's nearby. "Please tell me they are less annoying here then at home. And Tristen, ground rule, no messing with me before a test or I start mentioning certain stories. Understood?" At least they stopped calling him "The Boy who Survived". Granted he did survive three days alone in the woods wounded, but he hated the idea of being like Harry Potter. While he did have this great history, Liam wasn't a big fan of that spotlight, and it implied he was prone to danger. Which, while he denied it, he was.

He just hoped the school year wouldn't be as disaster out, or that he would get so much "special treatment". But he would brave it all the same, no matter what.

(NPC Porters, activate! Anyways, if anyone wants to make one of them as an actual character I wouldn't mind).

(Also, the similarities between Porter and Potter is coincidental. I just noticed it myself in this post).

Jamie Middleton


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It was the begining of another year at Hogwarts, and as always Jamie was happy to go, even begging to go. Since she was a half blood, she lived in the Muggle world with her Muggle father, her mother who was a witch, and her younger sister who would be going to Hogwarts next year. As Jamie said her goodbyes and boarded the train, she couldn't help but smile. She belonged in the Wizard world more than the Muggle world.

It was then hours later as she and other students filed into Hogwarts and sat in the Great Hall. Even though she was sorted into the Gryffindor house on her first year, which was almost five years ago, she still had friends who were in other houses like, HufflePuff and Ravenclaw. She looked for some familiar faces, and found some. She found the Porter brothers and sat next to them.

She smiled and said, '' So I hear your brother Liam will be attending for his first term. I can't wait to see what house he'll be put in. Hopefully Gryffindor, for his sake.'' She smiled and lowered hew voice and so did everyone as as the Sorting ceramony would begin.

Allof the students watched as the first years poured in through the gates. They all watched as Headmaster sat the The sorting hat on the stool, sat there, the one thing who would choose what house the first years would be in. This hat had seen more anxiety, anger, and disbelief then any other being alive. And now, it would reach into the minds of these students and place them where they belong. The first name was then called forth. Liam Porter. Jamie smiled and looked at Liam's brothers and looked back at the new students and waited with excitement.

As Liam sat on the stool, the sorting hat was placed on his head. "Liam Porter, eh? You have quite a few brothers, at least two I believe still attend here. Another Porter. You are very loyal...but, you are also very brave. Courage runs strong in you like your brothers. Maybe Hufflepuff....but I think I know a better place. Among your brothers. GRYFFINDOR!!!" Jamie and Liam's brothers as well as the other Gryffindors cheered and then chanted together. "You belong in Gryffindor where dwell the brave at heart! Our daring nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart!" Jamie clapped and as the others students were sorted, she moved onto the other side of the table so Liam could sit with his brothers.

Jamies watched as Liam sat down at the table around fellow Gryffindor's. She watched as Liam looked at Daniel and she smiled and listened as they greeted each other. "Welcome to the club Liam." Jamie smiled again and looked at Liam.

"I thought I told you to stop doing that!" Liam mentioned, as his other brother Tristen added "Now you are stuck with us. Also means you can stop using my bed at home since you're here now.'' Jamie couldn't help but smile and laugh lightly and then stopped as she didn't want her first impression to come off as mean.

Jamie took a sip of her Butter beer and then looked at Liam as he said, "Please tell me they are less annoying here then at home. And Tristen, ground rule, no messing with me before a test or I start mentioning certain stories. Understood?" She smiled and said, '' Hi Liam, it's nice to meet you, I'm Jamie Middleton. And sadly, Tom and Jerry over here don't act very differently than they do at home.'' She liked to refer to Liam's brother with pet names every now and then since they have grown rather close over the years. She then looked back at Liam and said, ''So do you think you'll be trying out for the Quidditch team this year? Your brother tried out, but didn't make the cut. While on the other hand, I made it, just like last year and the year before.'' She looked back at Daniel and Tristen and stuck her tongue out with a playful flare and then started to enjoy the feast just as the others were.

Liam was semi embarrassed. "It's not your room anymore it's mine!" He turned towards Jamie. "Because I am sure they neglected to add this fact, the room is mine. It's a hand me down. It's a long story involving having a lot of siblings. All brothers".

When she confirmed his fears, he sighed. "Great. Which means I have to deal with Tristen's pranks and Daniel's...I don't even know what to call you Daniel".

"I signed you up to be the Keeper by the way" Daniel noted with a smile. "Just so you know".

Liam looked at Daniel with the typical brotherhood anger. Liam hated it when Daniel signed him up for things without asking, especially when he knows Liam would have agreed to it. The psychologist was by far the most annoying. "I hate you. I hope you know that. I hate you very much".

"I love you too".

He looked at Jamie. "I don't think il make it through the year. Just, whatever you do, do not trust them with the laundry. Especially Tristen".

"Hey! What did I do?" He noted playfully.

"You made it so my clothes turn invisible after long exposure to sunlight? Don't think I forgave you for that. I will have my revenge".

Liam continued to feast like crazy, clearly hungry. That's when he felt a very familiar head try to get fallen bits of food on his lap. "No...she didn't. Did she? Did our mom really?" Liam looked under the table, and surely enough, there was his dog, Winter. Winter jumped up next to him and licked his face, causing an involuntary laugh. "Winter! Winter stop!"

The dog then decided to start eating some of the food on Liam's plate. "So, I take it mom pulled some strings to get Winter here?"

"Yep"

"So what's next exactly? Common room? Or is there something you have yet to tell me?"

Jamie Middleton


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Jamie couldn't help but laugh to herself when Liam explained not to trust Tristen or Daniel with the laundry.
She looked at Liam and said, ''Don't worry. I've learned to not trust either one of them.....but that's for another time.'' She looked around for some other students she would recognize from other years, which she had.

She was then snapped out of her train of thought when she heard Liam get upset and then calm down when she saw a dog on the other side of the table with Liam and his brothers. She smiled and looked around, hoping no one would get upset. She then listened as Liam asked his brothers if their mum had managed to let their dog come to the school with them.

Jamie looked back at Liam and said, ''Don't worry. As long as you don't get cocky, you'll be fine at Quidditch. I thought I was gonna be awful or die while playing my first ever game. But I actually wasn't too bad.'' She remembered when she first tried out, she had gotten a broken arm on her first game, but that wasn't the wort thing that could happen to anyone while playing Quidditch.

Jamie then looked back at Liam and said, ''Plus, I'm the house's Seeker. So you'll be fine.''
'' So what's next exactly? Common room? Or is there something you have yet to tell me?'' Jamie heard Liam say as the feast was over and all the other students were getting up and going to their dorms for a night's rest. She cleared her throat as she loosened her red and gold tie that was around her neck. She looked back at the Porter boys and said, ''No, it's time to go to the Common Room and hang out for a bit if you want. I might go to bed early, but I'll think about it on the way there. Shall we get going?'' She said with a smile and started to walk with the other Gryffindors.




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The Great Hall buzzed with excitement while the children of the houses ate their food.
The Headmaster was quietly conversing with some of the other teachers while sometimes
locking eyes with a child. The first one he locked eyes with was Octavia. She turned to her
brother, inquiring. "Brother... Who is that man in the middle of the teacher's table?" She
questioned as Miles moved on to look at some of the other children. He turned to his
fellow teachers and had slight conversation as did Octavia before the Headmaster stepped
up to the podium. The lights flickered to get attention but then he began speaking. "I would like
to extend a hand of welcoming to the first years. May your future be bright and prosperous.
Now. I must inform everyone that entering the dark forest is forbidden, unless you want to
live like Sir Nicholas here."
He motioned to the ghost who took his head off which received a
few Ewws and some people mentioning that it was cool. Miles continued on. "Now, Prefects
will escort the first years of their house to the dormitories and then tomorrow you will be able
to explore the grounds."
I wish all of you happy dreams and wonderful friendships. With
that, most of the people in the hall got up to leave towards the dormitories. Octavia looked at
Kieran. "Do I have to go with the Prefect brother?" She questioned hesitantly.

As the Headmaster (or, who he suspected was the Headmaster) gave them a speech before telling the First Years to follow the Prefects, he couldn't help but feel happy knowing Winter was here with him. "I guess I will see you all there then". He told them as he walked towards the Prefects with the other First Years. He didn't like some of the looks he saw from the Slytherin Prefects, or from the their table. But he hated the whispers even more. He could hear them talking about him, and Liam knew it wasn't about Winter. It was about his father.

As he gathered with the other First Years and before they were all grouped into individual houses, he accidentally bumped into two of them. "Oh, Sorry" Liam mentioned to Octavia and Emma as Winter walked next to him. "Hi, my name is Liam. Liam Porter". He had also gotten his schedule out, looking at his classes. And what he saw made him be filled with dread, as his first class was History of Magic, by James Porter.

"Great. Just great. My first class is taught by my brother" he mentioned to himself out loud. "Well, I am officially convinced I am not surviving the year. Talk about being suffocated by your own family".

At least he had Winter with him.

Jamie Middleton


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Jamie looked at Liam and said, '' Alright, see you when we get there, Liam.'' She looked at Tristen and Daniel as the first years walked to the dorms. She gave Tristen an evil smile which always meant that she wanted to be carried to the dorms. She jumped onto Tristen's back and wrapped her arms around his neck loosly. She smirked and said, '' To the dorms common room, boys!!'' She smiled and laughed as all the other students filed out of the Great Hall and made it to their dorms as well.

As they were walking, she looked to her right and saw Chara Delagrave, one of her friends who was sorted into Hufflepuff. Yes, she had a friend in Hufflepuff, but she didn't care. She even had some friends in Slytherine and Ravenclaw. She then said to Tristen and Daniel, I'll see you boys in the Common Room. I have a friend who I need to talk to real quick.'' Jamie jumped off of Tristen and made her way through the crowd of students until she fumbled right into Chara. She straightened her stance and smiled at her friend.

Chara had been there for Jamie since their first year, and they still were pretty good friends five years later.
Jamie looked at the red haired girl right next to her as they were walking and said, ''Hey, Char. How have you been since last term?'' She looked around as they walked through the halls, even though they would have to part ways in a few minutes for the night, Jamie wanted to get a quick word from her friend before they saw each other again the next day.

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Shin listened to the announcements, with little to no interest, it was the same year after year, rules rules rules, don't do this, don't do that. He rolled his eyes, and shook his head. After a few bites of food, he'd get up and start heading to the dungeons, to his Common Room where he could finally relax and not have to worry about anything. He was after all at home. Staring up at the ceiling he remembered he had classes to attend tomorrow.

He pulled his schedule from his pocket and glanced over it. It was all the classes he had asked for. Potions, DADA, Transfiguration, and Herbology, his last class was Care of Magical Creatures. How nice of a schedule he had. There were however some classes he'd prefer not to be on there. He shrugged and put it up, at least he knew where he was going tomorrow. Plopping himself down on the couch, he stretched out and smiled, the warmth from the fireplace broke the chill in the common room. Not that he didn't mind the chill, it was just not as comfortable as he would've prefered it. Closing his eyes for just a moment, he heard a familiar voice. "Sleeping on the couch Cuz? Why waste a perfectly good bed." Shin's eyes popped open just as he was sat on. He grunted, and took a deep breath as he shook his head at his cousin. Alaina Silverwulf, his younger cousin only by a few months, had also been accepted into Slytherin. Shin pushed her off of him only so he could sit up and raise his brow at her, now that a few tons had been lifted off his stomach. It was a good thing he hadn't eaten too much, she would've ended up wearing it by now. "I was thinking of how to cut off your hair in your sleep." He grumbled, though he put a smile on his face. She shook her head, before punching him in the arm. "Really, try getting to my bed." She teased him before getting off the couch, giving him a hug and skipping off to the womens dorm room.

Shin grunted, shaking his head. She was all kinds a crazy, and not the good kind. He thought to himself, his cousin reminding him of something he had read before. Sighing, he got up and walked to his own Dorm, examining the same old room, he sighed and plopped down on his bed, and stared. His cat, Butterscotch, hopped up on his chest and curled into a ball, purring softly at him as her blue eyes gazed into his. He chuckled and scratched her behind her ears and whispered, "Looks like we're home once again Butterscotch." The feline closed her eyes and continued to purr as if in agreement with him. He kept his hand on her back, and he fell asleep to her soft purr.







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Emma listened to the mans words very carefully, for it seemed as if he were the one in charge. As they had lined up ready to go to the Ravenclaw Dorm, she had been bumped into. "Hey! Watch it..." She started saying before she realized that it was a first year just like her, and it was an accident. He even introduced himself to her. "Liam... that's... a nice name." She said with a smile, sticking out her hand, she would introduce herself, "My name is Emma... Emma Thompson bu-" just before she could finish her sentence, the prefect had already started moving forward. "Well... see you around." She said, before walking off, her blonde hair bouncing behind her. She followed the prefect as they spoke about the way to the common room, how the stairs change, so you better pay attention. Her eyes widened at the moving pictures, though she didn't say anything, she didn't want to seem... ignorant.

As they got to the common room door, the prefect explained how Ravenclaws got in, they had to answer a riddle, that the bronze knocker would give them. "Remember wit beyond measure is a mans greatest treasure." The prefect quoted Ravenclaw's slogan. Emma giggled until she heard a voice, a riddle was given.
."Without signal, flag or call, at night we come to play. And though we do not flee at all, at dawn we go away."
The prefect smirked and looked at all the first years. "Anyone want to try and answer it? I promise nothing bad will happen to you." Emma thought about the riddle for a second, then she smiled and raised her hand. "Why, I do believe that Stars are the answer." She pursed her lips, not meaning to speak out, the door unlatched and opened, as it said, "Enter." All the first year Ravenclaw students clapped before entering the common room. They were high up, Emma admitted to herself, as she peered out the window. "This is known as Ravenclaw Tower, as our house is represented by an Eagle, our colors are adapted to Air, we live with wisdom and wit, so have a grand night." The prefect turned around and left the common room, leaving all the first years to whisper to each other. Emma, however had no want to speak to any one of those. She walked to the dorms and sat on a bed that seemed to have her things, and even ravenclaw robes and a scarf for her. Her owl,Reno pecked at the cage to get her attention. She smiled and opened the cage, "Reno, I'm glad you're here... she pulled a letter from her trunk and gave it to her pet. "I need you to deliver this to my father please, you know he gives you the best mice." She said softly, looking around hoping no one would catch her. She tried opening her window, and it opened easily. The owl nudged itself against her cheek before taking flight into the night. She closed the window quickly, before noticing a piece of parchment paper on her pillow, it seemed to have her schedule.
Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy and Herbology. Flying lessons. She grimaced at the last class. Flying, that was something she wasn't sure she could do.... it was... not her best or her strong suit. Moving the schedule out of the way she laid down, in her robes too exhausted to do anything else. All the adrenaline she had seemed to have worn off, making her somewhat very tired. She closed her eyes and that was it, she was out like a light.